CF's dream diary

[Korpo]

Yes, something along sono's lines - a misalignment in values. The boss could be an expression of the world you see outside yourself, where this kind of behaviour definitely takes place. Or it could be an aspect of yourself that has to make it in that world, and ends up misaligned with the rest of you, the more idealistic you.

I don't know if the falling letters were a dream thing (like having trouble deciphering writing in the astral) or if it is a symbols for "fallen characters" or something similar...

Oliver

[CFTraveler]

Had a rather disturbing dream- I was studying the life of a woman who had turned into a demon (or anti-saint). I was transported into the past, and was reading a book she had written. As I read, I could see what had happened to her. For some reason 'Joan of Arc' came to mind, in that she was burnt as a witch and later on canonized as a saint- but this woman had a certain degree of power, and she had misinterpreted what she 'saw' in a very basic way, and in the end was consumed by her darkness, all the way to her death.

Later on my husband said he had a similar dream, which is what disturbed me.

[sono]

That IS very disturbing. . . did you find out whether the woman has been able to change after her death, & move to a more positive realm than where she seemed to be heading?

Also interesting that your husband had the same dream, perhaps you are being asked to look into the matter
& research her life. . ?

(What I wonder about is the fact that once she was declared a Saint, people would pray to her - how would a dark, lost being respond to prayers for help?)

[CFTraveler]

That IS very disturbing. . . did you find out whether the woman has been able to change after her death, & move to a more positive realm than where she seemed to be heading?

No, it's too soon.

Also interesting that your husband had the same dream, perhaps you are being asked to look into the matter
& research her life. . ?

That may be a possibility.

(What I wonder about is the fact that once she was declared a Saint, people would pray to her - how would a dark, lost being respond to prayers for help?)

As Palehorse commented in another place, it could be an aspect of her that was rejected (by her saintlyhood) and seeks to reintegrate. I however, don't really know who she is.... but that's another post, whenever the next episode comes.

Edit: The woman was me, I had some problems with my shadow after my mother's death. It's better now, but not 'all done'.

[Tutor]

In these times we are charged to see the facade that is this world, whether it is church or home, and very loved relationships.

thought to be so real, it is naturally, and by nature, confusing to bring into true focus.

yet, with lapis eyes clarifying star dust specks yet unresolved, we shall everyone come to clearly see this which a sign need be hung upon.

"Ichabod"

for the true church is within

for the true home is within

for the true relationships are within

and no thing outside of that is more real. all signs without you would continually pretend to lie, yet the very lie would cling within claiming.

love, Love, LOVE is within, it is you, as real as you, You, YOU will it to be.

the truth, Truth, TRUTH is of the within, where in YOU are, having your being.


T

additional note: to say that these are within, isn't to say that folks and fellowship are not real externally. merely it is the conceptual constructs which without, one is within perceiving from within to the without, free of concepts dependent upon externals.

[CFTraveler]

In these times we are charged to see the facade that is this world, whether it is church or home, and very loved relationships.

thought to be so real, it is naturally, and by nature, confusing to bring into true focus.

yet, with lapis eyes clarifying star dust specks yet unresolved, we shall everyone come to clearly see this which a sign need be hung upon.

"Ichabod"

for the true church is within

for the true home is within

for the true relationships are within

and no thing outside of that is more real. all signs without you would continually pretend to lie, yet the very lie would cling within claiming.

love, Love, LOVE is within, it is you, as real as you, You, YOU will it to be.

the truth, Truth, TRUTH is of the within, where in YOU are, having your being.


T

My husband agrees with you- in his own words.

[Tutor]

well...i meant not to exclude other eye colors, such as dark brown to black.

one thing in the desert that i have noticed. that through life the lights of the world served to reveal the night sky as black. but out there, away from the world's artificiality, the night sky revealed that what seemed so black is actually blue.

in a dream/vision, so said a raven who flew me to and from the moon, repeating the core statement pointed out by he who resides upon the lighted face of the moon.

"don't forget...,it's so black that it's blue!"

in that, one might see that which infinitely runs through it all, even as it would seem to be half darkly unlit and half spectrally lighted. the LINE from which all else in it's forgetfulness undetachably springs from, and in that forgetfulness feels detached and alone.

so, i am mindful not to forget the blue that had seemed so black, such that following that mindfulness is a lighted kingdom found, from the within to the without.

Hello CFT's Husband,

T

[CFTraveler]

This is a dream that has parts that are recurring.
I was in this house that has been given to us in previous dreams. It is usually a large house, as big as a building, and it is connected to either a shopping mall or a hotel. Or both. As I walk through this familiar yet 'new' house, I recall when I used to live in our present house. (This is part of a recurrent theme). In the dreamtime I regard the 'awake time', as equally real, but seeming to have happened in the past. At times I gain the lucidity to know that both things are simultaneous, that when I sleep I live 'over here' and when I'm awake I live 'over there', and sometimes the other seems far away in time more than distance.
I then remembered the old house we used to live in, (which we sold a few years ago), and in the dream there was the impression that we still owned it, but didn't live in it. So that put us in having three houses, but living in two at the same time.
An old friend then appeared in the dream, and told me he wanted to live in the neighborhood of our old house. I offered our old house 'because we still own it' (we don't) but he declined and gave me no reasons I can remember. Then I woke up, feeling better than I have in days.

[CFTraveler]

Second version of a dream I've had- shows progression of a scene from my past. May be a 'dreamstate lesson', but I'm not sure.
I'm back in Mrs. M's house. I'm back from vacation. When I get there, her house (what used to be my dorm) is now a school, and the class is studying metaphysics. Instead of the usual greeting, she meets me very curtly and roughly, and immediately makes me drop my bags (with no notice) and instructs me to take my seat and start reading a book. I find her manner grating, and the book's subject matter is familiar to me, but what annoys me is that she wants me to start reading aloud to the class, instead of discussing some theme. I have a hard time finding the place where I'm supposed to read (since I came in and was shoved the book in my face) and I started reading, and I realized this was easy stuff. I kind of was bewildered at the change in the place- what used to be a patio was now a garden with a pool, and the students were wearing their bathing suits under their clothes, and I found out she allowed students to take a dip at lunchtime, if they wanted to.
I was sort of shocked at her demeanor. She was not her usual nice self, almost as if she were mad at me.
ps. as a side note, Mrs. M. was my landlady (that is, I rented a room from her) when I went to graduate school way back when, and she was a sweet old woman who was very kind to me when things were tough. She had been a teacher in her youth (I seem to think) and at some point worked in the Universtity I attended (but not at the time I was there, she was retired.)
This is the second or third dream visit I pay to her house (I believe she may be deceased, or else she's over 90) and the first one was shocking in that the house was very different.

[CFTraveler]

I just remembered this one from last night-
In this dream I was practicing TK, bringing things to myself. After a while I was with another person, and I wasn't sure if I was dreaming or if it was waking life. As I saw what I was doing (literally performing what could be described as the 'accio' move (from Harry Potter) with hand gestures, I realized that it must be a dream, but this awareness was only half-registered in my mind- I realized that these abilities were only symbolic, so I decided to try something else, and I froze some water that was in a room (I don't remember how the water came to be in the room, but I was supposed to get rid of it). So after melting it, I tried evaporating it (not with heat, but with separating the molecules) to empty the room out. After succeeding, when I got out there were people complaining that their drinking water had evaporated (or something like that, the longer the dream went the less lucid I became, and the less details I remember.) I then realized that I had to control this power, because misusing it could be disastrous. When I woke up I had a ditty in my head- the song "What's Up With That" from a comedy sketch that appears regularly in Saturday Night Live.
As the song played in my head, I knew the significance of the dream- before I start manifesting stuff, I need to have a good grip on control, a theme that has been prevalent most of my adult life.