KC dreamed she was floating, weightless on a dark calm lake under a moonless night. The tepid water and warm night air obscured the boundary at which her skin met the elements. The night sky close overhead was at once vast and intimate, enticing her to float upward into the darkness. KC savored the perfect equilibrium that held her suspended within it while somehow also layered beneath it, comforted by the weight of the atmosphere like a heavy blanket. As she drifted, languid, her gaze softly drew downward. The subtle movement dipped her body vertically as the heavens pulled her head upward, her feet longing for the depths.
Her feet. Her toes. Hmm. They were backwards. Odd.
The sudden click of recognition curled around her mind. Of course. This happened all the time in her dreams.
KC drew in a deep breath of satisfaction, having once again cracked the code: she was lucid dreaming. She could choose to be anywhere and experience anything in this moment.
KC relished the power of it. This unparalleled sensation of infinite freedom was perhaps more satisfying than the dreams themselves. KC was, in fact, everywhere and experiencing everything in this moment.
She smiled to herself, savoring this darkly comforting liminal space, suspended in the heavens, vibrating with the bliss of enlightenment. KC felt at once deeply within herself and observing from beyond, emitting a frequency in sync with all that is and ever was. Her soul radiated from every pore, flowing out from her fingertips and toes, through her third eye, touching every corner of the universe at once.
And then, she chose.
She opened her eyes to find herself in her favorite place, the Evergreen Lookout.