Thanks all for your input here. As I posted this and began thinking more on the dreams, more has come to light. I now remember that while this woman escorted me to my next class we were surrounded by other men. We were all young. Those men each were carrying on conversations or acting out behaviors. I became distracted by these guys for a moment, my guide did not, she only smiled kindly when their tone or actions were careless or crude.

I understand now that those other men were, in fact, me in different forms, different states of being. That adds to the richness a fair amount as I see specific things I need to work on, things that are distracting me from my next level.

Also, I probably chose the wrong word when I said her hug was "erotic." Close, but more toward being highly affectionate in a way I simply cannot explain. It's probably normal for a man to write in some sexual aspect. There really are no words to describe how bone-deep that sense of belonging and affection was.

Two nights have passed and she hasn't shown up in direct form, but my dreams are no less becoming very direct about hindrances toward my evolution. I'm focusing more on integration than ever before. No more reading a dozen books a month, no more wild conjecturing about what an experience is or was, I'm taking the thread through the needle now and working with grace to move it through one day to the next.

Thank you all for such thoughtful input, I am always grateful to those that take time.


Soul