By Gonny 
Imagine this: a group of extraterrestrial observers—let’s call them the Amazed Ones—are sitting in their comfortable chairs somewhere in the vast universe, watching us humans. They’re deeply fascinated, but also a little concerned. Because let’s face it: what they see is both hilarious and tragic.
The Amazed Ones observe a world where people cling to the latest iPhone as if it’s their salvation—not just any salvation, but the gateway to eternal happiness. A world where politicians are chosen based on how white their teeth are or how their hair holds up in the wind. A world where the average citizen feels safer carrying a gun than a shred of common sense in their head.
Religions, meanwhile, are viewed with a mix of compassion and mild bewilderment. God, the source of infinite love, is portrayed as a strict judge keeping score: good versus bad, heaven versus hell. Some people even believe that destroying others will earn them a ticket to a paradise with 70 virgins waiting for them. “They’ve confused heaven with something else,” the Amazed Ones whisper to one another, shaking their heads.
But perhaps the most puzzling thing they observe is how thoroughly we’ve forgotten who we really are. We, beings of pure love, creativity, and power, are willingly playing along in a story that keeps us small. We see ourselves as victims of circumstances, tiny cogs in a giant machine. We’ve even created a collective illusion—a world that exists only in our minds—and forgotten that we are the dreamers of this dream.
In the words of A Course in Miracles (ACIM): “Nothing you see means anything. The world you see is merely a reflection of your inner thoughts.” The point is, we made all of this up. The world outside us isn’t reality—it’s a projection of our sleeping state. Our divine selves are like kings and queens sitting on a throne of love, but we’ve fallen asleep and are dreaming of fear, guilt, and separation.
The good news is (yes, there is good news): we always have the choice to wake up. This game we’re playing—the drama, the competition, the endless striving—can end anytime. But it begins with one simple question: “Do I want to keep believing in the standard story, or dare I create a new reality?”
Creating a new reality isn’t about changing what you see; it’s about changing how you look at it. It’s the realization that you are not a victim of this world. You are the creator of it. What if every situation—no matter how painful or absurd—was seen as an opportunity to choose love instead of fear? What if you dared to believe that everyone you meet—even that annoying coworker—is a reflection of yourself, waiting to be healed?
Humor helps here, by the way. Imagine the Amazed Ones turning on a commentary track as they watch us:
• “Oh, there he goes again, thinking a new car will fill his inner emptiness. Spoiler: it won’t.”
• “Ah, look, she’s trying to buy happiness during the sale season. Will it work this time?”
It’s okay to keep things light because the truth is, love never has to feel heavy.
The key to waking up is responsibility—not the heavy, guilt-ridden kind, but the joyful recognition that you are the dreamer of the dream. You have the power to choose: will you keep seeing the world through the lens of fear and judgment, or will you look beyond it and choose love?
This doesn’t mean you should be passive or excuse harmful behavior. No, it means seeing every situation, no matter how dark, as an opportunity to let your inner light shine. It means letting go of pointing fingers—whether at the government, religion, or your mother-in-law—and asking yourself: “How can I remember my divine self in this moment?”
So, will you be part of the standard story, or will you dare to create a new reality? It’s not as complicated as it sounds. You don’t have to start a revolution or save the world. Start small. Choose love instead of fear, one moment at a time. Laugh at your own mistakes. Forgive yourself and others. And above all, remind yourself that you are never alone in this process. The voice of love—your inner guide, God, the universe, whatever you want to call it—is always whispering: “Come back home. You are already complete. You are already loved.”
And maybe, just maybe, the Amazed Ones will smile from their seats and nod at each other: “Look, they’re waking up. The dream is almost over.”