A Parasitic Quality

When we feed something, it grows. It can grow in size and in strength, and, over time, it will require even more food. We can use the logic of this to our advantage when we consider the higher energies we may want to connect with; if we practice kindness it will grow in us and it will want to be nurtured by us as it grows, by which we will find more and more ways to practice kindness. On the other hand, when we allow a lower energetic to be fed by us – anger, selfishness – it too will grow in us and want to be fed, to our detriment. (At the end of this post there are instructions and a link to download this recording to your computer.)

Jeane: I had odd dreams that really didn’t seem to quite gel. In this dream, it feels like I’m at this place, it’s run by men. It feels like they’re going to turn it into a house of prostitution, they’re trying to decide whether I’m going to run it, or work there, or something. 

As one point I wander around the grounds, I go into this grocery store and it has the oddest food, because I kind of even go over to the day-old food one time, and it’s like something like bread that looks almost like angel food cake but it has this characteristic that you see of sponges or something. Plus, if you press it a little, it presses back and it begins to expand. And I keep tucking it back in because I don’t really want to take it. I’m just trying to study its characteristics, almost, that it’s some kind of food that expands out once you touch it. 

So then I leave the grocery store and I’ve gone back to a building. And then I see, it’s not like the overall boss, it’s like there are a couple of guys that he’s hired. I realize they don’t really know what they’re doing, but in the process of not knowing what they’re doing, you know, they might even kill me or throw me out because there not sure what to do with me. 

So when I see them coming, it’s like I have to take charge of the situation pretty fast. And I suddenly am telling them how they have to rearrange the place, like they have to change where the door is. I’ve gone back out and there’s something about some kind of a tree and how it can be used – and I don’t remember that part of the dream clearly. But it’s like the doors of the house have to be rearranged, I realize they don’t really know anything about running a house of prostitution, so I’m trying to show them how they would actually do it. 

And then I have this brainstorm that besides this one building, which is limited in its size and what you can do with it, and needs to be totally rearranged even as to where the doors are, anyway, I look out and I see that they seem to have this whole bunch of huge trucks that aren’t being used. And I go over, and one truck has this very unusual arrangement because it seems to fit sideways rather than straight on, like you see trucks. And it has like two tanks that connect to tubes. And then that design repeats, like there’s several layers of that. 

And I realize that you actually can go up in the tanks to the tubes, that’s kind of like where stuff is stored, and, if you weren’t claustrophobic because some people might even like this concept, then that’s where you would kind of build rooms. And then I realize that they have this whole bunch of trucks, all different types, and we could actually use those for buildings or rooms and the girls would just come to work there because that’s how life works, in a way. 

And then I’ve gone into another store for a minute and these women start approaching me, and they’re really poor women, like from a third-world country. One of them you can see has been nursing a baby, and another one just looks like they’re looking for food. And then there’s an older one in rags. And I’m just kind of noting them. And then it feels like I’ve gone back; I think that’s when I woke up, it just was kind of a jumbled dream.

John: You dreamt the quality, like parasitic quality, of one’s nature. In other words, everything is toxic. I mean, that’s how I was looking at the breath a couple of months ago, everything on the breath was toxic. And yet there’s no getting out of it, because we’re composed of everything that exists. 

And so, what you did is you took this whole thing, the scenario being how one is affected by parasitic qualities that are on the breath, even, or are in everything in life. And everything in life vies for the heart, and the heart and the breath are synonymous. In other words, you breathe into the heart, and then you take on a wholeness, an overallness, a oneness.

To the degree to which you fail to do that, or are absolving of a particular way of being, that’s when you have something that isn’t quite in harmony with the overall, or, you could say, parasitic. 

And so you dreamt it in all kinds of ways. You dreamt it as a house of ill-repute that is an effect upon something in terms of how your mannerism is. You dreamt it in terms of the sponge action of angel food cake, which is like something that occupies a space and expands, and can be like kind of cancerous, or something. You dreamt it as a pipe with tubes and whatnot that is like the wiring system of one’s nature. 

So you basically dreamt it literally, which is how you tend to do; you tend to dream this stuff literally, and then the question is: does one understand it? I mean you kind of dreamt your own brain – or the synapses on an energetic level that the fire off.

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