A Central Aspect

If we, as humans, manifest ourselves from inner into outer – an ultimate expression of our thoughts, feelings, and intentions, among other things – we are also, in many ways, the gatekeepers of our own possibility. Ergo, if we are obsessing for years about an old wound, or personal slight, we will not only produce the effects of that in our chemical and cellular make-up, but we will also have prevented something else from manifesting because of a lack of generation and intention, or even because we could not let go of this other thing. So it is said, we become what we think about. (At the end of this post there are instructions and a link to download this recording to your computer.)

John: So, in the dream, there are moments in which what I seek smacks into inner snags, and, on an inner level, I notice waverings from the outer collective. I accept the flickerings to be kind of like part of our nature, or karmically oriented. 

And that I believe the karma to be correlated to personal mannerisms, which we all have our personal mannerisms that cause us to be a little bit this way and that way, not being able to catch up with the big picture. 

So, to the degree this personal interferes with what I seek to do with a seeded, knee-jerk remembrance latent within the design, to the degree that there is something, I gotta somehow shake it through, or bring it, find a way that it somehow makes sense so that I can just let go. If I let go, yet not give up the focus; you let go but you don’t give up the focus of seeing what needs to come through – if there’s something that needs to come through. 

Because I might be able to overcome self-limiting perceptions, nuances, spells, and embedded fearfulness associated with a woundology, in other words, is that what I’m trying to offset in some other way that is holding me in a compacted way? And yet, what I see above, in the sleep dream, not in the meditation dream but in the sleep dream, is I don’t see anything up there. 

So the key is taking to heart a bigger, more non-personalized picture, because everything within is what makes us tick as like a type of incarnated vibratoriness to which we grope about to connect to, so that what can be, or is meant to be, is acted out or visualizes itself through us. 

Well whatever all this is, I see it to be mutable, not set. In other words, it’s not like what comes through us is black-and-white. It’s mutable, it’s not set. And there is a feature within the overallness where designing is able to intertwine. The key for there to be a designing, so that you’re not just banging your head trying to make something go and happen, the key is to have a certain soft heart, a soft-handed mannerism. 

In other words, don’t take everything too intently to the point where the woundology drives you as opposed to a greater sense of self – so that whatever is behind all of this, whatever is the central aspect of what is really the depth of who we are, so that that can incarnate, and the need, in order for that need to be palpable must comport with the unfolding overallness. 

So I guess it’s kind of a dream that’s describing one’s plight, in which we all carry compulsions that are accentuated, in some regard or another, that we have to either let go of, or live out, or learn to bring to a state of greater stillness. Or maybe they’re part of the design, in which we act as a functional vehicle, so to speak, to help a particular energetic further unfold, or run its course, or however it needs to be. 

And that what’s so unusual with my sleep dream, maybe I should have somehow figured out how to wake up and write it up, because in the sleep dream I’m just going on, and on, and on into an area in which there’s nothing in the area, corridors and stuff that are dark or whatever, that I go down. And I don’t find anything at the end of them, and conclude that eventually there has to be something that will exit where I’m at. 

And, in the end, the only thing I recall is that there’s something that seems to be like this being a humongous empty parking garage or something, that in the end there seems to be something that I can kind of go down. It’s like an entryway into it or something, and I kind of bend down a little bit to follow this.

And so I’m coming down that to see where that goes, suddenly feeling that there are a whole bunch of people now, and that this has been sitting above all of that, and there are a whole bunch of people down below. I wake up, I don’t do this to the point where I confirm whether that’s so or not. 

So I guess that dream would be taking what I was dreaming inside and would be trying to take that overallness as a deep inner spaciousness and bring something through that. And that the meditation dream was more like trying to do the same thing, but doing it as if I was already down in a sequence of something and trying to create the linkage from being down here, a linkage that would comport with an action, a mannerism unfoldment that is deemed okay or allowed in the outer. But from the inner, trying to come down and through, it was still a matter of discovering what there is in the outer.

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