Sometimes we run amok. Or, we could say, a part of us runs amok, because are we ever really in full agreement with ourselves? Usually, one part of us overrides another part, and then we feel the stress of it. Sometimes it gets to the point where we have to send up flares, from ourself, to ourself, so that we can see where we are and where we’re headed. As we’ve said, we are all the characters in our dreams, and sometimes we act against our own wishes. (At the end of this post there are instructions and a link to download this recording to your computer.)
John: This dream was preceded by two images. One image was that there were bugs everywhere and every time I turned a page the bugs just gobbled that page up, too. I just couldn’t get away from the bugs.
But, in terms of the meaning of this dream, I wrote I am feeling of chaos inside over a waywardness that I feel in the outer, and to know what I need to know in terms of my whereabouts, parts of self, what I am to do, what I need to see, who I need to be, etc. I need to set aside, let go of, a waywardness vibration that is unsettling to a heart that is able to put things out – to extricate itself from its delirium.
When basically I stop. It’s not a matter of being encumbered or unencumbered, although that’s one way of trying to look at it. I just need to settle back because something is coming into vision. There is a knowing, but I will not catch up with it if I’m in an unsettled state.
And then, also with that, there was an image of where this guy could take his head and he could stick it through a hole on the back of a chair. It was about yay big. And so to avoid some issue, or to turn his attention differently, he would take and he’d stick his head through this hole. I was just amazed how he got his head through this little small hole. I was wondering if I could even put my head through that small hole. I don’t think I could, but he certainly could.
And so when you take and you put all of that together, what I’m doing is I’m describing a breakdown, in the outer, that I’m feeling within, and I’m trying to reach beyond. And I am carrying an unsettling sensation, I can’t shake, of an impending chaos, which is something I’m not prepared for – that will overrun everywhere I turn – while I seek to deny and not face it.
That’s the condition that I seem to be encumbered with in the outer. But the meditation dream is much more interesting in that it portrays something more in terms of how something can work. It also portrays how I am that isn’t conscious enough in that process, but does portray
how it can come together and work.
In this dream, I see myself shooting off flare markers into a rectangular field. I have a sense of the field, it’s maybe about 80 acres or so, just to take a guess, and it’s a flat field. I don’t get the memo, but it is said that you shoot these flare markers you can’t go over a certain line. You stay within the center of this field. And from there, you can shoot these markers out to the edges of the field. In other words, this is how you’re able to denote your circumference of your overall beingness of this place, is you shoot these flares out.
But here I am with my flare gun, and you only have so many markers in order to denote this for purposes of being able to come back to it; for recollection purposes or something, because in the depth of where I’m at, in this dream state, I can see everything plainly and clearly. But that isn’t the point. The point is to be able to come back to these markers.
And so I don’t stay where the line’s at and I walk around the peripheral of it and shoot the flares off. And, of course, that leads to a disaster because these marker flares I eventually run out of before I’ve made it all the way around the field.
Now, fortunately, there was a woman that followed the prime directive of realizing that you had to make sure that you had to have things marked, or the ability to look at everything in the circumference of things. So she stayed where the line was at, and shot these flares out.
So when I ran out of flares, I realized, wow, it’s a good thing she’s doing it right, because there will be some flares. It would have been nice if there’d have been more flares, but I blew it.
And then I realize, oh, my goodness, there was some other crazy person that ran out in the area where we were shooting the flares off, and so there’s a whole spot that we didn’t dare shoot any flares into because we might hit him. And so I’m having to pull that into a depth of remembrance that I have to hold on to. In other words, I can’t just have the flares out there that I come back to as kind of a remembrance; I have to seal that image of this area.
The idea of being able to come back to the markers is almost an idea that still incorporates somewhat of a sense of the senses, where you can leave notes to yourself, so to speak. But a deeper depth, which this dream is portraying, is that to really get it you have to somehow or another have access to the knowingness from having freeze-framed it, so to speak, at an inner, inner depth.
So what occurred last night was that was the depth, in terms of the meditation. But in terms of the way that that is approached, the way that is being approached, the way that is unfolding that’s a whole other thing.
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