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"Between the Veils"

Juna was a dreamer. Even as a child, she could immerse herself in the sky for hours, as if searching for something no one else could see. At sixteen, she began to feel strange at night—as if her body were asleep, but her mind remained awake.

At first, it was just a vibration, a soft hum, like a song resonating somewhere between her bones. Then came the feeling of falling—or perhaps more accurately, of detaching. And one night, it happened:

Juna lay in her bed, motionless, between sleep and wakefulness. Her eyes were closed, but she saw.

She saw herself—from above.
Still, peaceful.
But she was no longer in her body.
She was floating.

Panic flashed briefly. But then she felt a warmth, a gentle wave of trust, and let go.

The space around her expanded, as if it weren't made of walls, but of layers of reality. She glided through it—through the first layer, where thoughts drifted like fog. Then through a second, where colors were vivid and music felt like light.

There she encountered someone. Or something.

A presence that had no name. No face. But she knew it. From dreams, perhaps. Or from a previous existence.

The voice wasn't audible, but tangible:

"You are more than your body. You are a traveler between worlds."

Juna recognized images—memories that weren't hers. Lives in other times, other perspectives. A butterfly in South America, a star warrior in a dream realm, a tree in a sacred forest.

She asked:
"What is real?"

The answer was simple:
"Everything you consciously experience."

When she returned, it was as if she were gliding through a narrow tunnel, becoming heavy again, remembering that she had a body. The vibrations slowed. Then she was back. In bed. At night. But nothing was the same anymore.

From then on, every night was a portal. Sometimes she flew through cities of light, sometimes she visited people she had never met but loved as if they were a part of her. Sometimes she landed in dark rooms where her own shadows awaited her – trials on the path to discovering her own truth.

She began to draw, write, and meditate during the day. And she realized:

The world is not just what you can touch.
The body is a house – but not your home.
Consciousness is limitless if you have the courage to let go.

And sometimes, when the moon was particularly clear in the sky, Juna stood quietly in the window, breathed deeply – and smiled.

For she knew:

"I am not alone. And I am more than here."