Whatever the current predicament happens to be it is what mostly occupies the mental world of monlogues, rehearsals, schemes, projections and such. It is inescapable despite being understood to be of only temporary importance, fleeting and superficial, a bit of drama wrapped up in a song that will soon complete its shuttling rounds and give way to something else. But it also serves to anchor you in a comfortable and tactile reality, and in an episodic temporality, and in that sense it is a medium for reassurance even when its tone is agitated and discontented. There is a comfort in having familiar kinds of problems, it is through them that you keep within your safe map of reality. Matters that claim attention because you can't quite handle them actually remind you there is so much you can 'handle', that control is for your grasping. The first shift away from this grounding reality is to see it not as a definite place but as a medium, that what you are doing is living through it, or in a different metaphor, that you are riding it like a horse. Now you identify with the emotional tone, the active mood, with which you are piloting it, a smaller brighter space that is detached, concentrated and unstable - that could, that can, let go. There is nothing that can stop your reality from changing completely. Its stability is something you choose to bring about, an attitude you deliberately take up in relation to the varied tendencies that are at play in your dream of life.