Love is greater than consciousness.

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Love is greater than consciousness. I say this because of this dream that I had last night. I was dreaming that I was with my wife at a large railway station, waiting for a train. I knew that our train was leaving from platform 4, but when the train came in, we got on it, without checking its front directional board. We assumed that all of the trains from this platform would be going to our desired destination. As it moved past a few stations, I realised that maybe we were on the wrong train, going in the wrong direction, as we passed some unfamiliar station names, like Patent, Patient, Patter, Protest, 4 names, all beginning with the letter "p", and of course, unusual station names these were too. I went over to the wall of the train, and I looked at a diagram there of the entire rail network, and its many lines. Most of the diagrammed lines had been scratched out by vandals though, or scribbled over with texta, and blotted out with paint, or white out, or something. I could not verify our position on it at all. And so, we thought that we better get off before we went much further, and so we got off at the next station. I asked a lady at a counter serving coffee and food items there, on the large covered station, if we had been on the right train, and that we had wanted to go to Hopper's Crossing station. "No", she said,"This last one was going to Hurstbridge, not to Hopper’s Crossing, at all." "Ask that man over there, though," she added, "He might just be able to help you further." It was now already 8.10 am and we had to be in Hopper’s Crossing by 8.30 am, for my wife's job interview. I asked this man if we changed trains now, if he thought we could still make it there to Hopper's Crossing, before 8.30 am. As I asked him this, he said he was going home to Hopper’s Crossing right now in his car himself, in order to get something for his son that they had forgotten to bring with them that morning, and which his son needed at school here. He offered to take us there. And I said, "Well if you do that, we will be very grateful, and I will give you $20 for your trouble too." He said gruffly, "Well, that’s good", and he took it, grabbing it out of my hand quickly, like a seagull grabs a chip, thrown to them at the beach. I followed him out of the station, and across a street, and up another busy street, as he walked very fast to his car. I stopped for a minute then, and I looked back, and I noticed then that my wife was struggling to catch up to me, as she is a very slow walker. Then I turned around again, and I lost sight of the guy I was following, almost that is, as he had just turned around a left corner, up far ahead now. "If I run now", I thought to myself, "I might just catch him again before I lose him again completely, but then my wife might lose me." Caught in this dilemma, of either losing him or her, I waited instead for my wife to catch up to me, but we then lost the man, and so we do not go with him, and then I wake up thinking to myself. "Well, love is greater than consciousness, then", I suppose. This is echoed in my real life, as I followed love, rather than pursuing further my studies in meditation and increased consciousness and awareness, in my chosen path of Surat Shabda Yoga, which is a type of spiritual yoga practice, in the Sant Mat tradition. I gave this up and joined my wife's faith, the Catholic Church instead, when I married her. The train here represents, of course, my current way of travelling, in that it is a state of mind where I think that I am going in the wrong way, and then I think that I can pay someone else to find my right way for me, or to take me along with him on his ride, instead of me going on my own. It was good that I saw the connection to love, and went with this connection, rather than with the mind connection, instead. Love is real, consciousness is only falsely real, because of our mind.