The dreamer sits in the eye of the storm... if he keeps his mind where his dream body resides, the eye, he finds no storm, but if he places his mind into the future or the past or the alternatives realities of what if and if only to the sides he finds the nightmares of storm.... when the dreamer becomes lucid, he realizes he is dreaming and that the eye, the storm and his own awareness are all one and there never was anything to fear or dread in any of them. -- the only reality he knows is the dream, yet this reality is perfect until he compares it to something it is not.
if you can sit on your ass and breathe, you can do zen.
