CF's dream diary

[CFTraveler]

I don't know what she did, but the 'mandala' was rotating in different speeds as I was looking at it.
I haven't felt better physically, but my outlook is better. You can see it reflected in this one I had this morning:

I had gone to yet another version of my grandmother's/mother's house. This was a very large house with many rooms, and we were moving in (my family, but there were more of us than my actual biological family, or we were different somehow.) The house was already decorated in a very pleasing way but someone had added some things to it.
I decided to take one room and somehow found myself in my underwear and very cold, and I realized I had not brought my own stuff in yet, and got confused trying to get to the exit, because it was in the middle of a very large section of bedrooms.
As I was looking for the exit I saw a large room with old-fashioned library bookcases (the kind that come with a desk) and I looked and said "oh, we have a library" with a fake english accent. Then I thought my books would go nicely in it and woke up.

I got up, did some stuff and went back to bed, and propped myself up with pillows, and went out fairly quickly again, and started to dream the following:
I was in a room with my husband's deceased grandmother. There was a large mirror in it, and when we went inside we could see in the mirror behind our reflection, a group of monks in saffron robes, and some people dressed in regular clothes.
She and I both had the robes on in the reflection (but not in the room) and we were both trying to figure out what this meant, when all of a sudden, in the mirror this man in a black suit and a thin cheesy mustache appeared and declared he was the devil and was going to crush us, and started manifesting some force coming at us. She started to freak out and a voice behind me (possibly hers) said "it's too much for you" and I said "I don't have to be the one to fight him, the trick is to let God work through me" and then I invoked God's power and felt this force behind me, like a funnel, enter me and pushed through me at the man, and then there was this huge flash, and suddenly I was alone in the room and there was no mirror.

Then I was alone in the room getting ready to explain to someone what had happened, and my mother walked in and asked, and I started to tell her what happened. Then she made a scared face and I told her how I took care of the problem.
Then I started to wake up, and wanted to go back into this but stayed on my bed in the 'in between' state for a long time, and finally got up.

[CFTraveler]

If anyone has been reading my journal (for years, lol) they'll know that I've had a recurring theme of going to the beach and not being able to go swimming in it.
I'm not sure if this has any significance, but I had a really wonderful 'breakthrough' in this theme.
I go to the beach with my peeps as usual, and they all go in (as usual) and then I jump in and swim to the point that I pass everyone else and somehow I'm higher (as if the water went up like a mountain) than everyone and further out. I can see the 'house' from the water, and a wave comes in, so I ride this wave on my feet (no board, just feet) and go in between these large boulders that flank the beach, and I ride it all the way to the shore right in front of the house.
I miraculously land on my feet (I was worried about the landing when I was riding towards the shore) and see my grandmother, younger than I've ever seen her (but still recognizable, she has that familiar twinkle in her eye) sitting in a bar on the outside of the house (the bar was something like an open window on the outside of the house with a counter where the sill would be, the inside has a kitchen, and people are also inside.
I say hi to her and ask her where everyone is, and she tells me everyone's inside. The house is lit up and it's night outside. My mom is somewhere in there too, but I can't place where she was.
Even though I went in the water in the daytime, by the time I rode in it was nighttime, but all lit up.
It was awesome. I woke up in a great mood.

[Korpo]

That does indeed sound like a very positive development. Surf's up!

[CFTraveler]

So tonight I decided to take my doubts about a certain dualistic philosophy with my personal 'light being', if there is such a being. I asked mine to show me an example of that which I am instinctively rejecting (and if you are not sure what I'm talking about take a look at Dolores Cannon's video in the forums) and of which I have discussed elsewhere. Kind of a "prove it" kind of thing- and to my chagrin, I had a dream, early in the morning of me being someone else, complete with life story.
So now I'm not sure if this was an answer, or if I created this experience, 'cause I can.
I also heard a voice at the end, in the hypnopomp state, which said "and now it's going to be a cat fight". The voice was female and I was getting a visual of a female, (or rather, feet in pumps), and a second later, feet on the floor.
Very literal, if you ask me.

[Beekeeper]

This is interesting, CF. Like you, I love the idea of direct knowledge but it's hard to trust sometimes. Maybe you could ask for some synchronistic elaboration. It's very hard to not believe in anything but sometimes I question whether we can know anything of a non-physical nature to be true. It certainly bothers me that we might be making choices based on misinformation, especially when those choices kerb our freedom.

[Korpo]

Can we know anything of a physical nature to be true?

[Beekeeper]

Well, that too, Oliver.

[CFTraveler]

False awakening, or something like it.
Got up, propped myself up in pillows, because I was hot. Started to dream I was in some mansion and was living in someone else's script, with butlers and a copy of my family. I tried to get up but couldn't, possibly due to feedback from my own body. I tried desperately to break paralysis, because I knew this wasn't my reality and wanted out. I fought and fought, and finally let myself drift, and could see my son in another room doing something alarming to a toy. I then woke up in the same position, and was able to break paralysis then.
I also heard a voice who spoke of something that needed to break, but I lost it, as it took me forever to get up from bed.

[CFTraveler]

This one is from three or four days ago- I'm in a mall, and I see a man shoplifting something. He tells me he does it for the thrill of it. I see him going from store to store stealing things, and I don't approve. At some point I decide to do the same, so I go into a small shop that has some costume jewelry, and steal a necklace, and put it in my bag. I walk out of the store, and am immediately sorry I did this, because it's not like me. Now the mall is closing and I have to find a way out without getting caught. I decide to dispose of it before I leave, but I can't seem to find a place to do it without being seen. I then eventually find a place that seems deserted enough and approach the bin. I then see the man who had been stealing things reach into his coat pocket and remove all the items he had stolen, and put them there, and then walk away. I then realize he was not doing it to steal things, but for the thrill, and didn't actually take them. I quietly and surreptitiously approach the bin and discard this little box, and when I go to leave I realize the doors have been closed and I need to find another way out. Then a lot of time is spent walking around in the dark, and I wake up before being able to leave.

A few days ago there was also something about me stealing something else. I remember thinking "another stealing dream" when I awoke but not the details.

This morning it was about some TV characters, one of them the character of Leonard (I've forgotten the actor's name already) and another actor too (either from another show or from the cinema), but I can't remember what it was about either.

[CFTraveler]

Last night and this morning my recently deceased friend made an appearance in my dreams, and we talked for hours and hours. Most of what I don't remember, but it was a nice dream in which we discussed our lives.
Even though I've been sad about it, I wasn't this morning, because I felt I'd been with her.