[New post] Illusion – the fine line between fiction and reality

rheadopmeijer posted: " Il­lu­sion – the fine line be­tween fic­tion and re­al­ity Grow­ing up with imag­i­nary friends, play­ing and pre­tend­ing. To be told it was­n't real, yet it was my world, how could it not be. Draw­ing my fan­tasy world and years later come across th" Illusion – the fine line between fiction and reality rheadopmeijer May 6 Il­lu­sion – the fine line be­tween fic­tion and re­al­ity Grow­ing up with imag­i­nary friends, play­ing and pre­tend­ing. To be told it was­n't real, yet it was my world, how could it not be. Draw­ing my fan­tasy world and years later come across the same im­age. This time with mean­ing and be­ing real at the same time. Not know­ing, as a child, what it was I saw. No­body could ex­plain it or show me where to find it. Imag­ined trips to school on a horse­back, just be­cause it felt nat­ural and real. Could feel the breeze in my hair and the ca­dence of the horse's steps. The free­dom in the run­ning to­gether, wild and free. How I knew, no­body could tell me then, so it was just fic­tion and no re­al­ity. Till I read the books of Ea­gle Eye and his com­pan­ion White Feather years later. How did I know the things I draw, en­vi­sioned, imag­ined? I was told it was just fan­tasy, fic­tion, not re­ally be­cause it only ex­isted in fairy tales. Yet I could con­nect with these fairy tales, the Princess and the Pea, the Ugly Duck­ling, Snow White, and the seven Dwarfs. For me, as a child, I dis­ap­peared in the story, in the book, and lived it. To me, it was­n't fic­tion. It was real be­cause I could re­late to the fights for right and wrong, the morale of a story. The emo­tions on both sides, as well the good and the ugly, to me weren't fic­tion. I could sense them from within and they were seen in the real world around me as well. Iden­ti­fy­ing with one more than the other, I learned through the books the wis­dom as well the im­por­tance of what was to be told right and wrong. Fic­tion comes from a very cre­ative mind, the sto­ries as well as the draw­ings. The way peo­ple are able to cre­ate a car­toon movie with char­ac­ters is pure magic. How a sim­ple draw­ing is able to ex­press so many emo­tions with­out be­ing or re­sem­bling hu­mans. Was I the only one with a fan­tasy world, imag­i­nary, and fic­tion? No not by a long shot, the world is filled with peo­ple who are ca­pa­ble of cap­ture fic­tion into re­al­ity and visa versa. Crafted and mas­ter­ing the tech­niques to cre­ate an il­lu­sion, posted as a re­al­ity. Like the Beauty and the Beast story, started out as a fairy­tale, yet cre­ated from a deep in­ner well of wis­dom. Teach­ings wrapped in the il­lu­sive world of fic­tion and fan­tasy. Yet for me, it goes deeper than that. As I do be­lieve this goes for most of these cre­ations of fic­tion. How an­cient times re­live as well the fu­ture is pre­sented through movies into our pre­sent-day to day life. The knowl­edge that comes from deep within at times is mind-blow­ing at times. I draw pic­tures from my sub­con­scious in or­der to con­nect with some­thing that came from deep within. As a child, I was con­nected through past and pre­sent time­lines as well as fu­ture im­ages. So where did they come from? I had to learn to adapt to real life in the world around me. Be­ing told I saw fic­tion, while I knew it was a re­al­ity. Not from this life­time, yet it had or has been real in an­other uni­verse that was mine as well. Hun­gry for the knowl­edge I dove in the world of myths, from every na­tion that trig­gered my at­ten­tion from within. Fic­tion or re­al­ity, at times when the veil is thin and my con­scious­ness is alert, I can make the con­nec­tion with other as­pects of my­self through dif­fer­ent life ex­pe­ri­ences. They al­ways bring up a les­son to learn on this planet yet not al­ways do they re­sem­ble this world as I know it. Par­al­lel uni­verses peo­ple talk about when we try to dis­cover more about rein­car­na­tion and in­car­na­tion of the soul. The more knowl­edge I gath­ered over the years, my con­nec­tion with the fic­tional world be­came more and more real. Dream­ing about an­gels as a child, sens­ing them close by is no longer fic­tion. To me, the dif­fer­ent forms of en­ergy are pro­vid­ing me with con­nec­tions I need to learn more and more about my­self. Where did I come from, where do I go, what is fic­tion, and what is real? We walk a thin line be­tween fic­tion and re­al­ity as hu­man­ity as well. It is not just about me, this is uni­ver­sal. Na­tions and com­mu­ni­ties are cre­at­ing their re­al­ity, founded and based on an­cient ex­pe­ri­ences about good and bad, right and wrong, love and hate, fear, and free­dom. What we at times feel to be fic­tion can pre­sent it­self in this re­al­ity in the blink of an eye. We only have to look around at all the con­flicts around the world to wit­ness the fairy­tale morale we are be­ing told. Good ver­sus the higher good for all. Be who you are, for that is all you can be. Us­ing your qual­i­ties in or­der to be the hero in your own story, is­n't it? Over­com­ing the chal­lenges, mak­ing mis­takes along the way, pick our­selves up again, try­ing to learn from them. By cre­at­ing a new re­al­ity through dis­ap­point­ments, loss, and sor­row. There is al­ways this in­ner world, ei­ther we call it fic­tion and fan­tasy, or we ac­cept the re­al­ity that lies within. Our in­nate pas­sion to be loved and give love to those around us. This is fic­tion for some, real to oth­ers. Every cre­ation we see in books and movies is an ex­pres­sion of this process. Sto­ries will be told over gen­er­a­tions in or­der to pass love and light. They show up all over our planet and hold mem­o­ries alive. So fic­tion can be­come the ul­ti­mate re­al­ity that we as a fam­ily, a na­tion, a com­mu­nity can live to­gether in bal­ance and har­mony. Dream your re­al­ity and change your world, from within it starts. Never be afraid of the in­ner con­nec­tion that en­ables you to ex­press your­self. The thin­ner the line be­tween fic­tion and re­al­ity, the more equi­lib­rium we cre­ate be­tween our in­ner and outer worlds. And so it will be done. High Self @RheaD­op­mei­jer © Heart­felt Mes­sages Comment Like You can also reply to this email to leave a comment. Unsubscribe to no longer receive posts from What is Love?. Change your email settings at manage subscriptions. Trouble clicking? Copy and paste this URL into your browser: https://rheadopmeijer.wordpress.com/2022/05/06/illusion-the-fine-line-between-fiction-and-reality-4/ Powered by WordPress.com