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Ever since we saw The Wizard of Oz we have known that all appearances are not as they seem. But in the case of our external life, the “man” behind the curtain is the energetic realms which power the visible, manifest world. In fact, nothing can appear in the physical world without first existing in the energetic world. So, if we want to know the truth of anything, we will be closer to it when we connect to the energetic essence of what we are dealing with. (At the end of this post there are instructions and a link to download this recording to your computer.)

John: So that’s the first dream; it doesn’t stop. See, it’s showing that everything’s alive. That’s how I knew that my dreams were alive because you’re making the animate and it was all fitting together. 

In the next image there’s a lot of commotion in the front of a room. This is a room where a lot of people have gathered. To begin with, my attention and the attention of everyone in the room is upon the interaction and dialogue in the front of the room. It’s like at a conference, you know, where everyone’s eyes are turned to the front, only in this case there are questions and dialogue that’s going on, and it’s all happening in the front. 

Suddenly, I realize that this is the wrong place to put the attention. The force and power is in the back of the room, what is in the front of the room is a front for appearance purposes. When I get it, and turn my attention to that which is in the back of the room, that is when I experience the non-superficial power that isn’t a going-nowhere show. 

In other words, the front is a misdirection, and in the back is where the action is held in track, what’s directing it. So, this dream inflects that appearances can be deceiving. In the dream, I am initially paying attention to the upfront appearances. As I let go of that I see that such appearances are not what is going on. Quietly hidden in the back, where no one is looking, hidden in a powerful presence way, is the dynamic at play. 

In the next image I see a garment on a hanger. To take the garment off the hanger, you have to unlock a release on the hanger. A price tag is attached to a string and it extends from the garment. When the garment is released from the hanger, the release locks in place, and catches and conceals the price tag. 

The price tag is pulled off; there’s just the string and the garment. So the price tag is left behind. And it’s underneath the latch, so you can even see what the price is. You can’t look at the hanger and even figure out the price. 

The meaning is, like the first two sleep dreams, additional evidence of value is at issue in terms of a transaction.

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When we understand that we are all the characters in our dreams, it becomes easier to understand the internal power struggles that are constantly detouring us from the path we think we are on. And this is why personal development is so important: unless we can consciously align ourselves, internally, so that all the different parts of us are in agreement with our principles and our purposes, we are always subject to the whims of one of our inner aspects that suddenly wants to be in charge. (At the end of this post there are instructions and a link to download this recording to your computer.)

John: Now in the rest of my sleep dreams I go through this thing in which there is no rectification that appears to be allowed. I further define the above, though, but without any rectification shown as being allowed. 

So, in the first dream, it starts off with two other people, one is big and powerful, the other is young and more of a smart aleck rascal. The smart aleck rascal, when the opportunity presents itself, just helps himself to things from others. But he does this usually with stealth. This is the approach he gets away with because the evidence is not readily apparent. I know it, but others tend to let it slide. 

So, as circumstances would have it, I’ve left a cookie out in the open. And there are others now around, and they know that that’s my cookie, and it’s left out in the open and I’ve taken a bite out of it or something even. 

And this guy grabs it in front of everyone in the room and eats it. He grins knowing full well what he has done; in other words, he just blatantly does it. I announce to everyone that this is 10 points against him, and I point at him. And I indicate everyone needs to mark the ledger accordingly, because that’s what this guy is about. 

This guy takes this as if it’s a challenge or something, and he brings out the muscle of this other guy who’s in another area. This guy is huge. He has a punch that if he hits you with it, you’re in bad shape. They’re standing in a doorway ready to stand righteous over what they obviously did, whether we like it or not. 

So I put my hand on this big guy’s left fist. Another person puts his weight against mine because we don’t want him jabbing out. This guy pushes out with his left fist and the power pushes us back. He is a huge clumsy looking oaf that has so much force and power that to go up against him without a plan is asking for trouble. 

In the fight that ensues, I’m dealing with the thief. In other words, because they both step forward. And it’s not like the thief is that big of a problem, it’s this big protection that he has. So I’m trying to push him to one side, and I have a champion who’s trying to land a punch to hurt the oaf. Well he can hit the oaf, but that doesn’t seem to faze him. And he isn’t successful; in other words, you can’t hurt him. 

And as far as I am able to see the fight go, before it shifts, he is yet able to avoid this guy’s strong right that he just throws with so much power, but it’s not necessarily a fast punch. I’m able to keep pushing at the thief, and, when the opportunity presents itself, disrupt the oaf’s left jab. However, the way this guy is going it’s only a matter of time before he gets one punch. When he throws the right it’s devastating if it ever lands. And yet you can hit him, but it doesn’t seem to faze him. So one is going to have to trip him, or do something. 

And that’s kind of how it’s left as it shifts to another format. What is going on is now being redefined. It’s as if it is directed to be from a gray haired, aunt-like woman; in other words, she’s behind it all now. And this misdirection changes the demeanor and context of the transaction, and of the vibe. Who can go up against Aunt Matilda, or something, you know? She’s always the sweet one. 

I wake up wondering which will prevail: this misdirection that seems innocent enough, or the blatancy that occurred in front of everyone? So the symbolism and the scenario is the powerful guy is the benefactor. The whippersnapper, who has no compunction, is taking advantage of things. The sweet aunt is the story that is supposed to make everything that was done to us okay.

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Do our dreams exaggerate? Yes and no. Our dreams are trying to communicate with us, but are we listening? We know in daily life we often have to raise our voice or create some drama to get the attention of someone else. In our dreams, if we don’t respond to the subtle hints (given in prior dreams) our unconscious will create a little drama to get our attention. Here we see an aspect of the dreamer chained to the floor in a rundown motel, and, even when freed, the person delivers bitter fruit. But the possibility exists to find the proper time to pick this fruit. (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, it starts off where I’m trying to find Wanda. I do not know why, other than that, there is some issue we have in common that needs to be worked out. In other words, all I know is I’m trying to find Wanda because it has to do with some issue that has to be worked out. 

I’m in the general area where she should be located or at. And there’s a garden out front and other buildings. And I’m not sure just where she is, and I’m looking for her. And you go one way and I go another way, trying to find her. I walk into an area where there’s an old motel, and the door is open. 

And all I know is that long ago – and this part is a reoccurring dream – I used to stay in this funky old hotel. The rooms were really funky. And it was not even clean. And the most down and out people, vibrationally, would stay in this place. And you could be invisible staying in this place, but it was not in keeping with the overall general atmosphere that is more even than that. 

In other words, I remember it as depressing, as dirty, as quite small in those days; only those who were totally down and out would stay there. Yet I would stay there for some reason, even though I wasn’t necessarily as down and out as they were; this was long ago. 

Anyway, I come to something that is like this and, to my surprise, there’s a door that’s open, and there is Wanda chained to the floor. Apparently she had flipped out towards some border guards or something, and they took it out on her, putting her in manacles and chaining her to the floor; just left the door open. She couldn’t go anywhere. 

So I call out to you as you’re wandering around looking for her, too, and then I tell Wanda, I know what this was like, as I had an ex-wife who used to flip off and get herself into trouble like this until she left the authorities no choice but to chain and shackle her. 

So I release Wanda, and as we are walking about the grounds she’s giving me things from the garden, vegetables and stuff. And the vegetables are fine. But she’s also given me some plums, and the plums aren’t very good. The vegetables are fine, but the plums are kind of small and a little sour. And she comments that, there is only this now, all the more complete plums have been picked. 

She no more than that says that and we kind of walk underneath a plum tree, and I realize, yes, they are a little bit bigger, but they’re still not quite adequate. So I tell her she shouldn’t give anyone plums that are small and not fully ripe, and are a bit bitter in taste, when there are so many wonderful vegetables at her disposal. 

Although I am saddened to find her in this condition, I’m in another way relieved because I know that I can relieve her of her strife. I just hadn’t realized just how dire it had become. I, too, am glad because I have the means to affect such a situation, and disregard a better way of being that I can’t access now. I am oftentimes given permission. Generally there has to be permission that is given before rectification is allowed. 

So the meaning is I’m contending with an affliction that is influencing my coping ability in life. I come across as bitter and not as tasteful as I need to be. I’m meant to be a fertile crescent, but that isn’t possible as my reactionariness causes a feedback loop that chains me to the floor in isolation – as life passes me by if I am not rescued. Now the interesting thing is that even though there was this dilemma, and is this dilemma, a rectification is allowed, but a permission has to be given.

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