The Awakened Self

I still haven't put my finger on it. I don't think I ever will.

But here goes.

There are moments in life where I wake up. 

Same as when I wake up in a dream, and I realize I am dreaming. I wake up in my life and realize that everything has a dreamlike quality to it. 

In these moments I am becoming more and more aware of how my internal state of thoughts and  emotions is trying to keep me in the dream of "life". Thoughts and emotions act like gravity, pulling me back into the sleep of identification.

I can see that there is more beyond just the inner concern about "me" - what I am mad at, what I am hurt by, what I am frustrated with, what I am afraid of. There is another kind of life that has nothing to do with "me". A life where I am not a concern. 

I have awakened, and I am out of the dream. 

The dream is the dream of the ego. 

When the ego is not, the awakened self is.