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It wasn't an abduction as it was happening- it was more like I was there, in this room with these people, and I knew what had happened. I also could tell that two or three of the people were there were not human, even though I didn't talk to anyone. I was just sitting there waiting for my turn, for, you know, probing and stuff.
I had a weird moment- I was looking at Kali's child's post about a 'cool house' and part of my dream of last night came back to me- it was something to do with a 'cool' game room that my son had- it was in a kind of tent and the experience was neither pleasant or unpleasant (honestly I can't remember it) but I do remember thinking it was 'cool'- all tricked out, so to speak. I remember the color red being predominant in the decor. If I remember any more I'll put it in here later.
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We have come to some sort of training seminar. For some reason my son came with me. The dream begins on a beach, and Robert was sitting at the shore, talking to my son. I approached them and heard Robert teaching my son things about magic- things that I am now just beginning to dabble in. I am alarmed because I think my son is "too young" for such advanced work, and Robert and I have a conversation about it. He tells me my son is advanced and knows more than I know, and invites me to sit while he talks and chime in at any time. So I sit with them, with my feet in the water, and we hang out for a bit. It is very pleasant.
Then I'm in some sort of building, and the people who come to this forum are there. I don't recognize anyone physically, except one (I will keep his nic under wraps for now, because Idk if this was a symbolic dream or an astral visitation- it has all the earmarks of an astral collective experience). So I walk around and talk to various people, whose voices I recognize (?) but not their faces. I recognize one person although he wasn't talking to me. We chit chat a bit and I keep moving.
There is an ongoing series of games and activities and I'm told I need shoes to participate. I go to my room and find all the shoes are red, so I put on shoes that are acceptable for what we're doing (the types of games you see in company picnics or camp, such as sack jumping and relay races, etc.). I walk to the main area and see that everyone has been divided in teams and already started working, so I'm told to go to the area where the camp moderators are.
Now, the camp moderators are not the mods here, in fact there is none of the mods I know here in this group- they are somehow part of the camp infrastructure and are in charge of the place itself. They seem to know me but I don't know them. I hang out with them a bit and one of them (a guy) makes fun of my shoes (somehow it has turned into high heel shoes, which I can barely walk in, still red- in fact, everyone is wearing red tshirts and shoes except the 'moderators' which are wearing white t-shirts. The guy I was talking to chides me for "always being late for everything" (which btw, I'm not in the physical).
I look at the shoes that are around me and they all have high heels, and I realize someone has the ability to turn red sneakers into high heels magically, and they were just messing with me.
At some point I wake up.
Even though I kept missing almost everything in the dream, I enjoyed the dream itself and the place- like being on a relaxing vacation.
I also enjoyed the conversations with Robert a lot.
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Hi, wow...you did bring alive an old dream of mine..I was just a child maybe about 6 years old when I had my dream about to make choises....Mine was that I had to choose a chaire to sit on...and it was all kind of colores and I choosed a deep read one to sit on...some-time I went up...some-time I went down..with a awful speed...this did make me scared to choose later in life...but one sid of me did become very presumptuous because I did not die...Thank you for bringing this to live it is very helpful for me.
Now about what it awoke in me your dream....You did choose red (grounding) my question is...did you need help with your ground at this time....but you where not afraid of feeling´s...you did bread easerly in the water....you did have very good touch with your inner self....I feel this very fantastic....and off course you felt life after this dream to be boring and colorless...you where in your real realm....fantastic!!
Love
Hi Ia. I do need help with grounding from time to time, and am one of those people who feel deeply- which used to give me all kinds of trouble. I have more 'detachment' nowadays though- that was hard work to achieve, but worth it.
Thanks.
Yes CFT I undestand that it has bean hard to work with your self...feeling so much...but as always all work is worth it...I am happy for you to be more *detachment* nowadays.....wonderful.
Love
Hello, CF.
I think Robert here was a standin for a teacher over there. The scene sounds a lot like visiting an ashram, like the astral plane ashram on the highest subplane Kurt described recently. Which would fit in well with the theme of "Astral Dynamics". I would tend to think that your son, however, was himself real or the message about him. Given his set of life challenges it would not be surprising if he was an advanced soul. The magic again is a standin for energetic practices and transformations, probably, and not some specific practice. Magic would then be more of an umbrella term for energetic transformation or any higher knowing coveyed from teacher to student OOB.
The presence of moderators would probably mark their duty as facilitators serving visitors to the ashram. You relate them strongly to the place yourself. Games could be seen as playful simulations. You try yourself out in simulated contests to hone and develop skills like problem solving, cooperation and so on. By following their own rules games are always self-contained testing grounds like simulations are.
The astral ashram itself is not so much symbolic. However people represent it very differently. The presence of a teacher and staff is a hint, as is the notion of coming together of Rangers (like they do on AD), then AD and the word "astral" themselves are hints as is Robert Bruce himself with his work dedicated to astral projection. The beach demarks the borderland where the astral merges into the lower mental plane, and by submerging your feet in water you're getting some exposure to that without any exertion involved in it - just getting your feet wet. Camp and community can also be hints.
Cheers,
Oliver
I was at my son's school, at some sort of parent presentation. They were showing movies, and they were very enjoyable. At the end, I saw two teachers commenting that they had repealed the class size amendment and were going to restructure to overpopulate the classrooms once more. Then the teachers were discussing which bible teaching they were going to include in next week's lesson- Something out of Zacariah or Timothy. I offered to help with it. Then another teacher showed up with a rack that held bracelets, she was making them out of silver wire, some very pretty designs- I started to make some, and after a few clumsy-looking pieces, started getting them to look good. She then moved away, and another three or four people came in with more bracelets and started hanging them on empty racks. When the original teacher (the one I was helping) came back she was angry that she had no racks to hang hers, because apparently she had a deadline.
Then I woke up while the other teachers were trying to figure out how else to raise money for the school (that's what the bracelets were for).
This one is prob. psychological-processing, because my son just told me that the principal left because the school has run out of money. He has only one texbook for math, and science and social studies use handouts and the media for their information. So my subconscious was prob. cross-indexing and troubleshooting while I slept.
God, schools sound the same the world over!
A very incomplete recollection of this morning's dream- I was on my way to some very important appointment, event or meeting. When I get there I notice I'm not wearing shoes. Instead I have on the socks I sometimes use for sleeping. This is the second 'no shoes' dream in a while. Possibly ever.