The evening sweetly covered in a slap. The inner voice woke me up, that echoed me repeatedly: “You know how to walk on the ceiling”. But the incredulity of my nature, he was swept away like a fly, that so intrusively buzzing in my ear. Turning over to another barrel, I dozed off again. But then he went wild like a cricket, just repeating: "You can! Doubt – your enemy. They and poison – same. They will poison your vessel and leave no trace. Confidence with their drop – hefty sound is empty. She will reach, like heaven behind a star ".
No wonder cricket annoying woke me. Decided, dismissing past doubts. I stepped on the wall from the sofa, and, taking a couple of steps, suddenly remembered gravity. And right there, stop trying, fell on the sofa. Suddenly it dawned on the mind, what you need to do everything without unnecessary thoughts! And here is the confidence rod crepe. But how is the mind sometimes blind! A small speck of dust arises of doubt and again falls into the back. And here, discarding doom superfluous tinsel, I learned how to walk the ceiling.
Waking up, gratitude climbed from the pores of each. Well, who else so wisely tell the essence of things? Will direct in the necessary stream. In this manner, all dream lessons are priceless.. Only they need to be applied in life essentially.