It is only in dreams while sleeping, that we lose ourselves along with the sense of body. We have no clear contours, no age, no experience, no specific past, present and future. It seems that we become free and can travel in time and space. But we still travel through the palaces of our minds, through our lives, through our mistakes and triumphs, through our experiences, including those handed down through generations. It’s as if all of it grounds us and our lightness of being during a dream.