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Electric Moon Day 25 - Red Planetary Moon Year - 11 February, 2003
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Becoming lucid in my dream, I walk
into the kitchen. What appears to be one of my sister's paintings
is duplicated all over the kitchen walls. It is composed of
a fiery red and black landscape, and covers both of the walls.
I am surprised, by its appearance here.
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I face the north, and start completing the 'embracing the tree'
meditation. As I do this I find myself, swivelling round on
an axis, so that I am facing the east. Between my fingers, energy
begins to circulate. Patterns of wood, leaves, and the wind
energy form around my fingers, and I can feel a deep connection
to it all. I come to the conclusion that by indulging in the
raw senation of this element, I will begin to feel this even
more powerfully.
My older sister appears - it seems she has watched this happening,
and is quite impressed. (This is very unusual as my sister is
not even the slightest bit interested in dreaming). Even more
strangely, she has picked up a leaveless branch off the ground.
She walks round the outside of the house, while I watch. I am
unsure about why she is doing this, but when she places at the
very front of the loungeroom (almost ceremoniously), I realise
that it can only be a blessing.
I move back out to the front of the house, and notice a small
stick on the ground. I pick it up with both hands, and try and
see the energy flowing between my hands. It is not particularly
effective, and I realise this has to do with the branch in between
them. I am about to continue normally, when I notice that I
can see the patch of land, that has been a power place for me
in dreaming before. I walk towards it, hoping for something
exciting to happen.
Looking at the concrete patch, I notice three green plastic
garden seats on its left side. They are arranged, so that each
seat sits on a raised section - like you would see when handing
out the medals at a sporting event. Looking at the arrangement,
I realise how difficult it is to sit down - without toppling
all of them down. One of the feet of the second chair is stuck
in a cut-out patch of the lowest chair. I also get the feeling
that to sit on the highest chair would in some way suggest I
think I am very important. I balance on the middle chair, in
an attempt to get to the lower seat. Somehow the tall chair
drops to the ground, and falls into a small stream on the side.
I am quite pleased, "I won't be needing that", I say
to myself. I feel happier to be humble.
Another man now appears to take the seat next to me. Though
I never see him, I get the feeling he is here to learn something
also. It is all quite amazing the way things come together,
and I am quite impressed by the sheer power of this spot. I
get the feeling it has been used by others before. The man now
places a black veil over the back of my head. It feels powerful,
and I become enveloped in its energy. I get the feeling this
man is an ancient holy or mystical man - he seems Indian. I
know that he can read my thoughts.
Images of about three animals flash by slowly, in an inner vision
which surrounds me. One of the animals is the badger. I am very
worried, because I have somehow convinced myself that I am about
to go on a journey - where I will have to face my own death.
The fear is quite overpowering. I keep thinking the man, is
only going to take my thoughts into account - and then think
this is a reason for forcing me into such a powerful experience.
I soon realise I'm indulging in my fear, and if it's going to
happen this will only shape the experience. I calm myself a
little. "It's gonna be alot of fun", I say to him
- mainly to reassure myself. He seems to agree with me.
The man is looking at a list of animals and times. Some of the
times appear to date back about 1000 years. I get the impression
he is trying to work out which animal should join me, and has
helped many like me before. I realise that he is helping me
to choose an animal ally.
I begin to wonder what exactly it is I hope to have support
in. I try to be as honest as I can be. "Well, I'd really
like a girlfriend", I tell him. He thinks for a bit and
then smiles, saying "you'll be taking my 'Envy' then, tha
Envy - Happy Days Dog". He pushes the small round dog towards
me, and conveys a feeling of being a little sorry to see him
go. ‘Envy’ leaps up and gives me a very affectionate
lick all over my face. It is as though I am instantly woken
by the man who has been talking to me.
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