✨ What separates the dreamworld and the real world? Only our sense of being individual consciousness pulls us away from our true nature, that we are all the same material, just different manifestations of deep and boundless love.
✨ I used to not believe in heaven or anything after death until I had a dream that I died. I returned to an expansive starlit sky, found myself shed of me, and then the gift to see or be anything possible, anything I imagined. I found my family and radiant warm light on a snow covered mountain, and I knew this waking life was a dream too. It’s a means for the light to express itself until it returns to pure light again. This life exists so the unlimited realities in the void are possible. Once we leave this life we can go back to anything we dream.
✨ I designed these dreamy colors and prints to remind myself of what we really are, and what this life is: a dream.