CF's dream diary

[CFTraveler]

This dream had to do with a house that is not actual, marble floors I didn't see until I cleared away the garbage, and the theme of 'common ground' with my husband, and our decision to acquire it. It was symbolic and personal, so I'll keep it vague.

[Pneumismatic]

It was symbolic and personal, so I'll keep it vague.

Wise choice. "...to whom men have committed much, of him they will ask the more." - Luke 12:48 (Please See Amos 5:13)

[CFTraveler]

For the past few nights I've been having horrible nightmares. Two nights ago it was all about being in a different country and vulnerable, and I woke up in terror of what I was hearing (screams, violence, suffering) while I tried to shield my child from it inside.
Last night it was better- I had a couple of dream/projections in which I forgot what I learned immediately, and wondered at the level of activity that stopped making sense the minute I 'looked at them' with my conscious mind. I did this most of the night, and woke up knowing that I learned a lot last night without actually consciously retaining anything- it was for my 'other' mind.

[CFTraveler]

I was dreaming about something when the dream changed into me reading a paper. I was reading it in a language I cannot identify. The headline said something like "The Greek Man raises the vibration as he submits the paperwork". "The Greek Man" is my interpretation of the one word used- like "El Greco" but not that. Then I went on to have other dreams, and early in the morning I had another experience I have forgotten, but will come back to it if I remember.

I remembered. This one was before the 'greek' paper dream. I was touring a place in the water (like on a boat, I've had similar dreams before, where I drive on a boat and see sceneries, like a ride. I came upon a scene in which was a Hermetic temple, and it was 'labeled' as such, but I was surprised, because everywhere there were golden Indian Buddhas everywhere meditating, and there were no egyptian motifs of any kind. I wondered what this meant. I was talking to someone in the boat with me (a fellow traveler/watcher) and I was telling him that I always visualized people into this as robed with wands chanting in Hebrew, which is why I was surprised to see this eastern iconography, straight from a buddhist temple that uses the thai/hindu style buddha statues. It was beautiful but perplexing.

[Pneumismatic]

I remembered. This one was before the 'greek' paper dream. I was touring a place in the water (like on a boat, I've had similar dreams before, where I drive on a boat and see sceneries, like a ride. I came upon a scene in which was a Hermetic temple, and it was 'labeled' as such, but I was surprised, because everywhere there were golden Indian Buddhas everywhere meditating, and there were no egyptian motifs of any kind. I wondered what this meant. I was talking to someone in the boat with me (a fellow traveler/watcher) and I was telling him that I always visualized people into this as robed with wands chanting in Hebrew, which is why I was surprised to see this eastern iconography, straight from a buddhist temple that uses the thai/hindu style buddha statues. It was beautiful but perplexing.

I was touring a place in the water (like on a boat, I've had similar dreams before, where I drive on a boat and see sceneries, like a ride. [Water = sea of consciousness, the dreamer's inner world, wet like shakti, the water destined to be reunited with fire, a feminine world, related to the conscious erotic ego, especially since it is at the surface, not in the depths of unconscious non-ego.] I came upon a scene in which was a Hermetic temple, and it was 'labeled' [consciously denoted, as opposed to unconsciously hidden] as such, but I was surprised, [Unconscious contents are not expected to appear with conscious realizations] because everywhere there were golden Indian Buddhas everywhere ["Everywhere" repeated twice foreshadows full conscious realization of universal validity of Buddhism] meditating, [Gold denotes universal divine perfection. The mingling together of universal {"golden"}, Hermetic {Greek}, Buddhist {Middle Eastern, Japanese, Chinese} together represent those truths that are yet to be fully realized as valid Wisdom traditions in the dreamer's conscious mind, which the unconscious Animus is presenting to her. These motifs are all related geographically with the so-called "eastern hemisphere" of the world, which is the natural location for unconscious contents to reside for an American 'westerner.'] and there were no egyptian motifs of any kind. [The dreamer is already conscious of valid Egyptian power, {wielded by human priests I might add, NOT idols} since the dreamer is a Christian and has probably read the account and heard the sermon where Egyptian priests turned staffs into snakes countless times, connecting Egypt directly with realized 'western' ego consciousness.] I wondered what this meant. [Contrasting consciousness with unconsciousness, learning to "Know Thyself" fully instead of partially] I was talking to someone in the boat with me (a fellow traveler/watcher) [The dreamer converses with her Animus, contrasting her conscious perceptions with his unconscious contents] and I was telling him that I always visualized people into this as robed with wands [The archetypal originator of the symbol of the magic wand was Moses' Rod of God, a real artifact that shocked its image into the collective consciousness of humanity in the deepest of ways, naturally appearing in the hands of people speaking Hebrew.] chanting in Hebrew, [Past conscious assumptions about valid spiritual paths reveal themselves as incomplete, being devoid of valid unconscious contents.] which is why I was surprised to see this eastern iconography, straight from a buddhist temple that uses the thai/hindu style buddha statues. It was beautiful but perplexing. [The final words of Aleister Crowley, a famous western occultist as well as an eastern yoga practicioner, were "I am perplexed." This is understandable since he knew that the eastern traditions were valid, but did not realize how to separate western, unconscious projections of the devil from them, or that the devil was such a projection, and neither did Carl Jung, though his methods make it possible to do so. Whatever the light of Consciousness fails to shine on automatically becomes dark, cthonic and evil. The answer is the 'golden' oneness, the perennial philosophy, wherein the next step is taken as the 'other' is realized by the conscious mind to be Self, baseline consciousness expands in an inner Transformation to encompass the whole of conscious and unconscious contents and Individuation approaches as Ego and Animus, the black and white of yin and yang finish mixing with each other to become a uniform grey color, the color of the Tao. The light of Love shines in the darkness, the shadows disappear, and perfect Wisdom is found standing upright as He leaves His eastern corner He had cowered in for far too long, infinitely grateful that noone is calling Him the "devil" anymore. Even in Genesis, as God looked on his finished creation, "God saw that it was good."] {Since the dreamer is a female, Wisdom should appear male, as he would take the place of her Animus, which has a male form. For men, Wisdom will appear female.}

[CFTraveler]

Wow. That was awesome. You're on a roll.
BTW, I spent most of the night in a half-awake state. Didn't get any deep sleep at all.

[Pneumismatic]

"And Pharaoh said unto Joseph, I have dreamed a dream, and there is none that can interpret it: and I have heard say of thee, that thou canst understand a dream to interpret it. And Joseph answered Pharaoh, saying, It is not in me: God shall give Pharaoh an answer of peace." - Genesis 41:16 "And they said unto him, We have dreamed a dream, and there is no interpreter of it. And Joseph said unto them, Do not interpretations belong to God? tell me them, I pray you." - Genesis 40:8 Glory to God.

[CFTraveler]

Last night, I dreamed I was (we were) in a very tall building, and I was jumping around in the balcony when I realized this might not be a good idea, although it was a concrete balcony, in the fourteenth floor (my mother in law lives in a fourteenth floor and has a balcony, so this is where this image may have come from). I then moved closer to the opening where it's closer to the body of the building and resumed what I was doing.
Later on there was some food distributed and my son took a bite. We were in the building waiting for something to pass, and I felt the building wobble, and wondered if it was a good idea. It was, whatever it was passed.
Today in the morning news, there was a report on the safety of balconies and decks. I found this curious, considering how my first dream started.

[CFTraveler]

I was someone else, and was having a problem with alien abduction flashbacks. The way it was, my husband and I had a young son (a toddler). I was having dual experiences, and wasn't sure what was real. I would be in the house and all of a sudden our son would start screaming and I would start to see, as in a clairvoyant vision, when I closed my eyes, aliens coming and grabbing us. With my eyes open I couldn't see anything but our 'regular' existence, and we were afraid, it seemed only our son could 'see' the aliens in real time- I had to close my eyes. We then were in a parking lot or something like that, when our son started screaming "they're coming, they're here!" and I could see aliens surrounding us. So my husband and I grabbed our son and started running from where we could see they were.
At some point someone, a 'UFO Investigating' group, showed up to 'help' us- I remember feeling very relieved that they were here, although I can't imagine what they could do to stop it. The dream ended there.

[CFTraveler]

Had a variety of dreams, but the one that stands out is this:
The dream had started as some sort of retrieval episode, where my son and I were retrieving people who were passed into the next thing they were supposed to do, and I knew we were not physical. It seemed that there were many people needing this help. We were going over a bridge and we fell in the water as we were carrying the people that needed help, but I knew we weren't in body and had nothing to worry about. Then we reached the place we were trying to get to, and it was a large 'welcome center' type of place.

I awoke and then went back in, and we all were in this center, and most of my family was sitting on a table. In front of me were my mother and grandmother, and some other people. In the middle of the conversation I realized that my grandmother was supposed to be dead, and there she was. It was kind of a moment of lucidity. I told my mother "she's here!" and my grandmother, laughing, embraced me. I kind of flinched because I had read that dead people didn't like to touch the living for some reason, and she thought this was hilarious, and hugged me harder. I then, when she let me go, realized that I was talking to my mother, who is also passed (my grandmother passed two years before my mother) and then I realized that I was in a kind of 'afterlife' area.
I looked around to see if I recognized anyone else, and there was a man that said he was my father. I went to hug him and say hello, but then I realized this was not him, he looked 'wrong'. Then he started laughing and said he wanted to 'join us' and I said no. I then pushed him out the door. He tried to come back in and I pushed him out again. Then I woke up again. Last night was not good for sleeping, and I slept in two hour increments. Because of this I also had lots of liminal experiences (messages, voices, and other experiences that I have forgotten. I was given two names, one being 'Mia' or something like that (a female two syllable word) and the name of a place, that I've forgotten.