We could say, generally speaking, that when trouble arises in a dream, it is indicating that there is a struggle, internally, and that the resistance – resistance to the flow, or resistance to what wants to happen – is strong. In this image, we see a car accident, which is a potent indication that there is a battle going on in the dreamer, between the higher-self aspirations, and the set patterns of the lower self; two cars holding tight to their desire to be in control of the direction the life is heading. And, while the calamity ensues, the flow of life leaves them both behind. (At the end of this post there are instructions and a link to download this recording to your computer.)
John: So, in the meditation dream, I observe, within, an unfoldment that is not visible in the outer. Because this has happened so often, in other words, it’s almost becoming nauseating where I’m constantly seeing something inside, and then, in the outer, it comes across as being somehow or another obfuscated energetically and, therefore, different. Because it’s happened so often, I know that I am experiencing an inner speed even that isn’t there for me to access in the outer – because my attention in the outer is upon the slower and denser.
Well, I understand how the principle works. I understand it inside the dream. It’s just that what’s obvious within, I’m sitting there looking at what’s obvious within, I seem to be somehow or another stymied at being able to take it into the outer – and know that.
So what is happening is, I am experiencing a flow within that I am not taking into manifestation because I identify with the five senses of the outer. I’m allowing the mannerisms of the outer, the slower paces of the outer, to predominate.
So the theme is to bring inner into outer, and, in the meditation dream, I am noting that in the outer there is a denseness that I’m not seeming to get beyond. And it seems that I am prepared, as much as I am able, and still there is this gap between the inner and the outer. I mean it’s really loud what the inner is, but still the outer is different, it’s separate, it’s going at its own pace, and I’m not breaking it, or I’m not able to access the inner into the outer. That’s the blunt way of saying it.
My attention remains, when I’m in the outer, at the slower, dense speed of the outer. And the sad part of it is I’m able to see the difference in speed, and I can even look at it on the inner, and I can glance at in on the outer, and I can do this within the meditation dream, and I can see the different number. I can see what it’s like in the inner, and what it’s like in the outer. It’s obvious that the speed’s got to come together. The outer beingness, that predominates, is out of sync with the inner that is at a speed that has a different vibration.
So what is going on is, I am frustrated because there is this helplessness in the dream, in terms of being able to bring the two together, and I’m left behind; I’m seeing myself being left behind. And this is getting to be, the more I keep denoting it, a miserable and pitiful condition of helplessness, which is a plight and outer despair because I am not able to experience the inner, in the outer way of my beingness, as I know it is meant to be. And I keep seeing this over and over again. Isn’t that interesting? That’s the meditation dream.
Now I change it a little bit to show that I do understand it after having the sleep dream. I have a slightly different lilt that needed to be put to them because, in the sleep dream, I’m confronted with the dilemma that what is there for me, as an inner into outer, can actually break up. If you’re not careful, you can break it up. I can do something that will cause it to become obliterated.
This is something I hadn’t considered, that one could actually be in this process, and then do something out of frustration that would cause it to go askew. I had thought that what was coming through was becoming more and more apparent, and that that was good, and that, eventually, you would have the breakthrough as another kind of steady intentionality. But, in the dream, this is questioned.
For example, a car that has the capacity to pass another vehicle, that is traveling quite casually down the road, and it has everything in it that is essential, the car that is meant to catch up with that, or to pass it, suddenly stops in the middle of the road. And this is a car that feels more like what I am doing, catching up with something, stops in the middle of the road, and the way it stops is it’s in the passing lane passing this other vehicle. And then suddenly it turns, and it points straight into this other vehicle.
This other vehicle, it’s as if time stops at that moment, and here I am bringing up the rear, and I have no choice but to swerve around, hit the car that turned like this, sideways, and the driver never sees it coming. And there’s no way I can even slam on the brakes, or begin to think that I could stop. I’m in a state of shock that something like this could even happen. How did the senses get so obliterated?
And then, after this whole calamity happens, as the scene ends, and now I’m looking out at what is growing all around me, it’s like I’m in Iowa, and everything is just plush as plush could be. And whatever was in the car, that one could have caught up with, it’s being reproduced in the fields and the fields couldn’t grow it better, as far as the eye could see, it doesn’t get any better than what you could see; meaning the potential is everywhere – if you don’t blow it.
So, as I said, this could be like a warning dream, or it could be like a shaping dream, you know a design-type dream, a guidance dream. It’s basically dealing with catching up with all there is. That’s what the meditation dream was like. That’s what this dream is portraying, that that’s possible. But there are some hiccups. My challenge is just simply one of bringing it through in a confident way. By becoming frustrated, instead of taking a greater awareness into both levels, there’s some confusion.
In this dream, I am being shown that it’s possible to actually blow the potentiality, and that a connection to an access can come apart based upon a blindsidedness that causes one to swerve and crack up. Meanwhile, the vehicle I am meant to become, or to catch up with, or pass, even, continues on, and the richness in life is as plush as plush can be everywhere you look.
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