NonDualistic

On what would appear to be an airline, but it is so distorted that realization of the dream occcurs. All that is occurring is teaching. There are many seats on the super wide plane. The outside cannot be seen, but the presence is known. Men and women are seated in this plane, but there are seemingly no children.
Chicago seems to be the present destination, but it also seems unimportant as to where we are going. There seems to be a disembodied conversation going on. It is talking about how it is unimportant to reach for things based on the worldly view of the individual person. Where you are going, what you want, what you need, all seem to be talked of as unimportant. These things all happen, just happen as part of the movement that is constantly occurring.
What one must do is flow with the movement as it goes, not becoming too attached to the components in the movement. Learn to live day by day, moment by moment, without being "personally" caught up in where, how and why. The person is a distraction, and all the wants and desires, attractions and aversions of the person.
The dreamscape shifts and We are on the ground lost in a wilderness of sorts. Scenery changes so fast. Multitudes of settings. We come to a river running to the ocean. The feeling is as if this is the way out, the way to where we need to go. Seems as if the way is already mapped out. As if we have been here before with others who have made this journey. To the edge of the water we go. Looking for something lost in the edge of the water. A raft of sorts, something to travel the river on or in. Hesitant we go to the edge and putting our concerns aside we jump down to the waters edge. There are pieces of driftwood found. As we look, they start out small and get larger and larger. Then the driftwood turns to bones, large porous bones that float. bones and driftwood buried partially in the sand along the waters edge. Seems as I am pulling them from the sand and throwing them up on the bank for someone to tie together into a raft.

All the while I know this is dream, and I am intently looking at its components for clues and to learn something of myself within. Here the dream ends...