phong DREAM I was exploring the ocean beach which had really steep embankments, when some huge waves started to roll in.
There are lots of people coming down to the ocean and mostly young people jumping in the big waves.
The waves were getting bigger and bigger and bigger until they are super massive and crashing against the kind of cliff faces, rocky faces.
I saw there was Billie Eilish who was really enjoying herself more than most and she was surrendering and she had, she was floating around and she was protected by a bunch of her fans who were also following along and surrendering to the ways and letting the ocean smash against the shore but there was something where they were completely protected and even though they just surrendered they never touched the cliff face they were never crushed by the waves.
I got the idea to try that, at first it was terrifying but I slowly one step at a time let myself surrender to the ways.
I started to get the hang of it and I wanted to go deeper in, so I kept changing farther up the coast line where there are more and more people trying to practice this. I surrendered to the big waves and there was an exhilarating feeling.
Eventually I fully surrendered and I was being spun and sent and flipped around on all axes. It was exhilarating to surrender and allow my body to flip and spin around in the waves. At first I thought I would get crushed on the shoreline, though I gradually realized that I never touched the shore.
the turbulent water worked itself up to this soft foam as the waves came. It was very soft and it was flipping my body every which way. I was upside down. It was spinning on all axes and surrendering to it was really fun. It felt like I felt completely exhilarated and free, like pure freedom, being tossed and turned and spun and flipped around by the waves in all directions. Surrendering and then allowing myself to go deep under the water and let it pull and push me and just surrender to it.
even though there are lots of people around me doing it to various degrees, some holding on to the shoreline, others completely going at it like Billie Eilish who I kept seeing who got really good at doing that. Even though there were hundreds of people around me I never would collide with anybody around me
Is so fun I kept going farther at the shore and surrendering and allowing it to spin and flip me, there were groups of people doing it to the point where there were lots of things falling out of their pockets that were floating around. I could grab and get the stuff floating around but if you tried to hold on to it then I could no longer surrender and it stopped being fun so I just let it go.
As the patterns of waves different things would settle and be floating around like I saw different oils that smelled yummy and different valuable objects that were floating around in the water and I would grab some but you couldn't really hold on to them I just let them go
This went on for a long time and built up to a crescendo of this beautiful spinning and flipping my being as I was being rocked by the ways crashing against the cliff faces.
I just fold my arms over my chest, close my eyes, and feel and enjoy the amazing rocking sensation as my movements dissolved into the swirls of ocean water.
Then eventually the wave slowed down and dried out and that was the end. I was one of the last people doing it. I had gone so far with it, most people had left by this time and I was at the very end picking through the low water and found many guitar picks that were all black and in different shapes.
I found every shape of guitar pick which had settled in this area. Every shape, it was. I found this spot, just the right spot where the water had been sloshing earlier and now it was quite quiet and like a muddy puddle. Now it's picking up and collecting different guitar picks. I must have collected at least 10 or 12 guitar picks of various shapes and sizes.
I was surprised that the way the waves were, the angle that all the guitar picks ended up right in this little pocket here.
Then I saw some other glass bottles that looked like some kind of cheap cologne or scent oils that had Indian labels on it in Hindi, and I opened one glass bottle with a perfume oil in it and it smelled kind of cheap so I closed it and put it back.
I saw another one with two layers; there was a bottom layer and a top layer and it's like the bottom of the top one was screwed on to the lid. It was like two jars on top of each other so that the bottom of one jar formed the lid of the second jar and when I first tried to open that one, I couldn't get it open. It was stuck though it looked cool and I wanted it.
Eventually I just put it back and kept all the guitar picks which were black.
I looked at all the guitar picks in my hand. I was amazed by the variety of shapes of guitar picks and I stuffed them in my pocket.
I felt a glow, a luminous glow having been purified by the ocean spray.
I woke up only about 3 or 4 hours after going to sleep with the word lumosh in my head. Lumosh.