A Long Lost Place

kingdomofheavenIt seems a common desire in human life, both in current times and throughout history, that people have an urge to search for something, and they may not even understand what it is they’re looking for. Many would say that that is the inner urge to reconnect to what created us, to find our purpose. And why would it be that way, when what created us could have just as easily made us understand what to do, just like an animal understands what to do with its life? It is because with our freedom of choice, we each need to choose to do what we are designed to do – that is the mystery of being human. (At the end of this post there are instructions and a link to download this recording to your computer.)

John: That dream corresponds to my second dream. The first dream reveals new information about things in life that is pretty profound. but the second dream more or less portrays how it is that I’m actually finding myself at this time. In other words, it’s working with the profoundness of this understanding, but doing it in kind of a journey way.

In this dream I’m trying to get back to a place where I have stayed a long time ago, and my sense is it’s kind of in the center of town, or even near a market place. Things have happened to destroy my connection to this place. Whatever it is has barred me from getting back or, in other words, veiled me from getting back, because I wander up and down streets and corridors.

My concern was that it has been destroyed, or condemned, so that even should I get back there, there won’t be anything to be found. And I’m destitute. I don’t have anything to my name other than my quest, or yearning, to try to get back.

So, ultimately, I get away from the streets and corridors and seem to come into a bazaar area. In my mind’s eye, I still believe that there is a sanctuary here, but I’m not sure quite how yet. I don’t expect much as I seek to find it. I’ve been away for a long time, and so much has changed between now and then. I mean at least that’s the impression and, of course, I carry this impression from the long struggle to try to get back. The struggle itself creates the whole sense of a long, long time having elapsed.

Even if there are no utilities at this place, in other words, no services or anything, I’ll be okay. I just need a place to rest. I have been out and about for such a long time that I need a reprieve of any fashion.

As I seem to be getting closer and closer, in my mind’s eye I’m able to kind of visualize this long lost place just a little. I know something is there; I just do not know what. As I go through the bazaar, there are gypsies throwing a spinning disk up into the air. This disk has something to do with their trade in this area, and it’s like a pie tray or something. It has little rim sides on it. It’s kind of like people who take pizza, you know, for example and throw the crust up in the air and catch it.

And so at first these disks seem to be out of reach, and my initial impression only the gypsies can keep up, with this but something changes – and I’m suddenly able to catch that and I find myself making amazing graceful catches, when initially it all seemed out of reach. Even I am impressed that I am suddenly able to do this effortlessly. Once I start doing it, it’s consistent.

The thing about gypsies is they know how to read people. They’re also pickpocket thieves, but I am not worried because I have nothing to lose, or I can sense that they won’t try to take anything off me even though my pockets are full of junk, which is all that I have, and it’s all on me. And the pockets are even open to reach into, so to speak.

Suddenly a gypsy on my left says, Jay has put something into the pocket jacket on my right side. At first glance, I think it is ham. I am very hungry, and they must somehow know. As I look more closely, it is a fruit pie. Suddenly I am at the door of the place I seek. It is next to a bunch of gypsy stalls, or marketplace stalls anyway, and directly in front are a number of baskets, you know, with goodies of some sort, placed there. Out of place you might say, but maybe to be picked up by someone who can go into the store from the other side of the door, or for me to find upon my return.

Although no one has been through this door in a long time, it looks fine from the outside, actually kind of surprised. It looks like it has never been violated. I’m really liking the setting that it’s in that I’m amidst in returning to. I wake up as I am reaching in my pocket for an old key I know that I have somewhere, that I am now ready to retrieve after having been gone for a long, long time.

So the meaning is that this dream portrays the journey we all must take from the alone to the alone. To begin with we wander, that is the masculine. You’re in the marketplace, naturally in life, but I must wander about confused and bewildered with only a flicker of attention to go by.

I go through the alleys and corridors wandering endlessly at first, but eventually things kind of start tuning in more and more as I come into the area where activities begin to unfold. As I get close, the environment naturally becomes more and more welcoming. For many people it might be pushing them away because it’s too much, but it’s more and more welcoming and my heart even starts to sing a little inside for no particular reason.

At first I think it is because I am able to ham it up a bit, but before I refine myself it is because I represent something and this is being made known by what is given to me, and by the whereabouts that I reside. As I find myself, all seems well, and I feel right at home all over again. That’s what’s going on as a meaning.

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Away from it All

R G Wood

The idea of getting away from it all can seem like the most wonderful thing but, as a dream image, it can symbolize the concept that where we want to be is somewhere else – and then everything will be okay. Yes, even in our inner psychologies it can seem like the best way out is a new start, but from the image of a busy work place and its pressure, to the messy car image, in this dream, we can see that the work must be done right where we are. (At the end of this post there are instructions and a link to download this recording to your computer.)

Jeane: Well, in my dream, it’s like I’ve been working at an agency that’s really busy. I don’t even know how long I’ve been there, but what I’m doing is I’m planning to take some time off and I’m going to go to Australia.

And everything feels real pressured because it feels like whatever work we do there’s always these time constraints. But I have these couple weeks I’m going to take off, and I’ve even called someone I knew in Australia, and I have this plan when I got to Australia I was actually going to visit three different areas of Australia, which were all far apart, and have kind of an adventure in one of the wild areas, and then be down on the other coast, and then come back.

And I had had one phone conversation with some people that I knew there that would help set this up. And then I was caught up with all this busy-ness, plus it felt like my car, particularly the backseat of my car, just had all this junk in it. I mean it was like it might be useful junk, like my computer or whatever, but it was all junked up in my car.

So it’s the day I’m supposed to leave, I’ve kind of said my good-bye’s at work, although I’ve became aware at the last moment of something that might be a problem, that maybe I should fix, that just had to do with some paperwork or something that I haven’t gotten time to do. And I’m doing some packing, and I seem to be sitting in the back of my car because all that junk in there has to be sorted through or something when, I suddenly become aware that I never bought my airplane ticket. So that’s kind of a jolt to me because I’m supposed to be flying out that night, and I haven’t bought the ticket yet, so I’m scrambling through the back of my car to get my computer together to see if I can get online to get a ticket.

Because what else do I do? Do I stay? Do I go? I figure I’ll just have to get on one of those things like Hotwire and get an empty seat somewhere, but that also means that from that first conversation I had with someone I hadn’t firmed any of the plans, so I may just be landing in Australia and have to make it up as I go.

It feels like at that point I split off a little, and there was some masculine part observing, that has almost like a separate dream that’s going on at the same time, but I didn’t quite pull that one out. All I remembered was the first dream because it was such a shock when I realized I didn’t have my ticket, that I halfway woke up.

John: So what you’re dreaming is an example of what it’s like for the feminine in the outer, that it has to stay in the bazaar, or the place of itself, and cannot leave that, cannot just arbitrarily go somewhere else. And it’s opposite what I dreamt, because the masculine is always trying to find the bazaar, just to find that place.

And the feminine, in terms of trying to figure out how to feel comfortable about things, is always trying to go somewhere, and feels that the enchantment of some long lost place is where things open up for it, or would be interesting, or would be a vacation.

The thing that’s wrong with this approach, that the dream is portraying, is where you’re at has it all; it is all there, too. You don’t have to actually go anywhere to determine that, just like the masculine can be searching and searching for the bazaar, but it’s something that’s always been there. Their place there, that they will find, will represent whatever it is that they have caught up with in terms of the depth of who they really are, in terms of their inner self.

And you leaving the bazaar, or trying to leave the bazaar, there’s a tendency of disenfranchising yourself from the wholeness that is all around you. And so you find that you can’t quite really do that, so you’re finding the importance of the bazaar from having to reconcile with this need to try to leave it. And I’m finding the importance of the bazaar from the standpoint of organizing the thoughts and the ideas of my nature into a cohesion of a memory. For you the memory is there in the container of all of that.

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In the Shadow

Maria Petrova

If we were to think of our dreams as little movies, this dream would make an interesting film. It begins simply, in an office, at a new job, and everything seems fine. But then the clues emerge: the decor is strange, the furniture is too low, and then a lunch date who just might be trying to kill her. Then a chase scene, an escape, and a return to where we started. Yet now something has changed, and things begin to fall into place. And, just as in life, it can be the things we learn as we go through a process, the connections we make, that help us sort things out in the end. (At the end of this post there are instructions and a link to download this recording to your computer.)

Jeane: So then the dream goes into the same theme of going back to work, and I’ve gone over to a hospital where the other people I used to work with have been hired. It’s either like I’m being hired, or a job interview. When I get there it’s not like a job interview, it’s more like they’ve hired me – and it’s a Catholic hospital.

There’s a lot of women that run it, and initially when I go there they take me down and they show me an office that will be my office. Well, when I go in the office, I realize it’s a large office but somebody’s put these awful shag rugs on the floor in those awful colors they had back in the 50s or something. And there’s furniture in three or four different places with chairs, but all of the furniture is really too low for me. There’s only one chair that kind of scoots around, that’s still on one of those awful rugs, and it’s obviously just been, you know, grabbed from here and there, and the pieces don’t go together, and I’m not sure how it will work with actually seeing people.

It’s like the size of the room has potential, but the way it’s been furnished is awful. But they almost feel like somebody has accomplished something being able to pull this together, so I don’t say anything. I just make a comment about it, then we kind of go out and they’re still showing me around. I become aware that apparently they hired away the other people I worked with because they pay these very high wages, and then one of the priests, who’s kind of dashing, comes along and I have a feeling he had something to do with why I’m there.

And then someone else takes me out to lunch. when we go out to lunch we go out to another area, and as we’re walking through this area around the hospital I had almost felt like the area around the hospital was maybe a very rough neighborhood, but this when I look around it’s almost a little magical. There’s even this huge carved guitar in front of one of the buildings. It’s kind of got this golden shape to it. It’s rather intriguing to me.

But he takes me past all that, has me climb up on this odd platform where obviously it not the priest, it’s this other man now that’s there, that had taken me out to lunch, and he just wants us to sun ourselves up on this platform in the middle of, it’s almost like this well, or pit, that was even hard to kind of leap up there from this ladder we climbed up. And I’m not that interested in sunning myself, so I start looking around, then when I want to kind of go climb down the ladder the platform we were on turns like almost into like on a windmill or whatever it is that goes around so that, you know, it’s like we start falling a bit, or we can hold onto them, but it’s starting to go around.

And I leap off that, and I’m hanging onto something on the wall across because it is kind of a square pit where we had gone into and then climbed up this ladder onto this platform. Also, I have this feeling right now that he’s trying to catch me, or kill me, so it’s like I do something to break away from that, or even push him, so he falls.

And I go over to the opposite wall and I actually pull down part of the wall and climb in and I’m suddenly in a very kind of interesting area where the wood gleams more, and there’s another priest there. It’s a rather beautiful building. I go out of there and I’m still interested in that area that we walked through, but then I find out that it’s not really that close to the hospital.

I’ve gotten away from the guy that was in the pit. I’ve gone back to the hospital and, although I’ve been told the area around it is quite different, it’s almost up around this little hill and it’s different than what I’ve seen so far, and when I get there I suddenly remember that I tell them I’m not sure, I go into a room where the different women that run the hospital have met, and I said I suddenly remembered that when I retired that I had dropped my license. So I don’t know that they can hire me because I’m not licensed.

But one of the women who really takes charge goes away and gets on the phone and she seems to feel that she’ll just have to pay some sum of money and she can get me my license back.

And what I notice at that point is that, whereas before I had kind of been drifting along like this victim in this dream, I’m suddenly actually quite energized about the idea of going back to work, or even about what’s going on around me. It’s like now I have a feeling like I can just figure out how to redecorate the room myself instead of just kind of being dragged along before.

John: So the dream continues the same motif in the first dream, in which everything around you in your environment is overwhelming, but it’s overwhelming not because it’s too much. It’s overwhelming because of it being kind of out of twang with a flow.

And so you’re having to feel what it’s like to be out-of-twang with something that needs to be unfolding within, in other words, a flow that is important. And you carry this and carry this and carry this, and it’s such a weight and such a burden, it has an exhaustive effect upon one’s nature because you’re held back from being able to be how it is, and who it is, that you’re meant to be in terms of a connectivity inside.

And then finally, at the very end, you are finding the means, in other words, I guess enough oppression I guess is enough, I guess it has run its course, so to speak.

Then something shifted, then something was able to shift, you know, but you haven’t made the transition yet. All you’re doing really is you’re still sensing inside, you’re still in the shadow inside, of what it feels like to be all repressed. And what’s waking up inside of you is the excitement to being able to shift and change.

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