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Here we have the imagery of vicious creatures, in a dense jungle, chasing pet dogs. So, what is more upsetting, those images, or remembering that we are all the characters in our dreams? We are a man’s best friend living in a quiet town, and we are vicious creatures that just might win out over the friendly pups. But, from the dream’s perspective, this isn’t a battle of good over evil as much as it is a reminder that what is hidden in us is the most threatening when we leave it in the darkness. Our journey is to help bring the light of our consciousness into the darker spaces – which benefits the whole of us. (At the end of this post there are instructions and a link to download this recording to your computer.)

John: The Chistis still work within the level of dharma. I’m still working within the level of a type of dying before you die, which is a total letting go. 

And if you’re working within the level of a dharma, you’re going to continue to work with the rhythm of the breath. And if you continue to work with the rhythm of the breath, then you’re going to have to somehow accommodate the unfoldment of others into the equation of things. In other words, you don’t just carry a heartfulness, in, and of, and with yourself exclusively, and ignore, for example, on the out-breath the pragmatic aspect of things that functions as well and has more to offer because it is very, very jinn skills oriented and it hasn’t weakened itself. Or still considers itself very, very viable, when the path towards the angelic is continuously cutting things, and cutting things, and cutting things. 

In the first dream, it’s very, very loud, I go out into the deep woods with my dogs and run into vicious creatures. In other words, this is like a jungle out there, and I run into vicious creatures that I’m able to ward off based upon my presence. I’m able to ward them off because maybe I have a kind of a weapon or something that keeps them at bay. 

But my dogs would not be any protection and it’s a good thing that I’m there. In fact, I’m told that my dogs, if left alone out there, will eventually get pulled down, meaning they can’t outrun these vicious wild creatures.

Well, I don’t want to think about it, but because this thought was brought up, that it could be like this, it grabbed my attention as a concern. And whenever you wonder like that, this gives the opportunity for an instability to eventually come to the forefront and potentially happen. 

Well sure enough, the day arrives when the dogs are in the jungle. In other words, a part of myself that is extended out, that doesn’t have its full presence is what the dogs represent because they’re the friends. And these wild creatures attack. So the dogs run for their lives. 

And I’m sitting there wondering, man, they have to really go through some very thick jungle, you know, that  could slow them down because these wild creatures live in this kind of jungle, they don’t mind this kind of thing. I’m really concerned: can they make it? Can they make it? And they finally burst out of the jungle into town, just as the wolves are catching them and pulling them down. And I can feel the pain of the wolves attack catching up with them, or wild creatures, whatever they are. 

So I wake up feeling the pain of the dogs needing civilization to wake up. So, what’s the meaning? This follows underneath the quality of a greater watching-your-heart theme. Almost the need to be able to watch the heart, in the heart of another. To be able to affect that. In other words, if everything is still asleep, this problem could come right into town, and could happen and everyone stays asleep. No one’s the wiser. 

Or they could wake up and everything could get fixed, you know, you could beat off the darkness. So as a dream it indicates that help is needed before surrendering angelically is sustainable. If you’re in a deep inner place, deep inside of yourself, that can be kind of angelic. You can’t maintain that, you can’t sustain that, especially if you’re working with just the rhythm of the breath and you’re not going out of Dodge, which, I guess, you’re not supposed to do, you’re supposed to maintain yourself in the books of life. You can’t sustain this angelic side of yourself. 

And if you ignore, kind of in a whole other part of yourself that is in the denseness of the outer, it’s like we kind of are perhaps maybe we’re going somewhere in a different kind of way from a top-down approach, but there’s something that enables us to pull out dreams, which is like a quality of a blackboard in our nature, by which, whenever we’re going through something we can catch up with it and pull it out – it just doesn’t circle around unconsciously and remain in an untouchable state. 

With most people that dream, if you really look at it, the dream is usually triggered by something that has created some sort of effect that you’ve spun around, either it could be something profoundly wonderful, it could be something profoundly bizarre. Anyway it’s something to some sort of essence of your being, leaked through, like it hit a spot that came through, that got your attention in some mode, and you have to look at it more succinctly.

Amongst the Chistis they’re affected differently in that they know that they’re dreaming a lot but they don’t remember any of it – and how that comes through is a whole other thing.

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Our dreams need to communicate to us in images that we can relate to: homes, families, cars, mountains, oceans, animals, and even pets. These are all things we are familiar with from our life experience, so our subconscious uses them as symbolism for our inner relationships, the way certain aspects or psychologies behave in relationship to the part of us that is mostly in control. Once we understand this means of communication, our dreams can tell us so much about who we are, and who we are trying to become. (At the end of this post there are instructions and a link to download this recording to your computer.)

Jeane: I just remember my last dream. And, in this last dream, I’m at my parents’ house, they’re not there. It feels like my sister and I and some other people are helping clear out the house.

For some reason, my sister and these other two people, and they have a couple big dogs, we’ve got it to where they’re out sleeping in the driveway right now. And I’m in cleaning up some of the rest of the house. And suddenly I remember that the little dog that belongs to my parents, who’s really kind of old and on its last legs, that I took outside, that I haven’t seen it for several days.

So I go out into the driveway where I took the dog, and as I’m walking out there, as I come to the last room in the house, I notice that there’s some little piles of dirt I have to step around. And then I go outside into the driveway where they’ve all been sleeping. And at first I don’t see the dog. And I think maybe the dog’s died and we don’t even know it. 

And then my sister and I go over and I find a little place where I’d kind of made a little blanket or something where I’d propped up the dog. Well, right before that I remember that I got on the bed they were all on, and one of the German shepherds that the guests had didn’t recognize me at first and grabbed my hand in his mouth. But then the dog seemed to recognize me and let go.

And then my sister and I go over to where we have placed my folk’s dog. My folk’s dog is really old and it’s almost like some of its body parts have fallen off; it can’t walk anymore. I go over though, and I place my hand on its chest and still can feel a little heartbeat. So I feel like it’s heart wants to beat until my mother, or my parents, come back. 

So it’s just waiting for that, even though it doesn’t have most of the rest of its body parts. So I just kind of am listening to his little heartbeat when I wake up. 

John: It’s a peculiar dream in terms of how its energetic motif is that of causing you to recognize your intertwinement with all these different parts of yourself.

You start off in your parents’ house where you’re trying to get yourself redeemed from whatever it is that still is a complex in some fashion that keeps you from being free. It is said that offspring have complexes in regards to their parents, because their parents, in terms of what they did to cause them to grow up, inadvertently created energetic effects – a type of spell, you might say, that affected, couldn’t help but affect, because in a roundabout way to the degree to which the parents are clean, the children become something of a reflection of them. And it can even reflect ill-quality mannerisms. 

Instead, the parents should be and are meant to see themselves and their children so that they leave the children free. But who can do that? And, simultaneously, this is passed on down. In other words, if a person has had an afflicted upbringing, they propound that affliction into the environment that they are in. 

Well, that’s the psychological way that it works. What you’re doing in your dream, that is a cute way of doing it, is you’re just kind of having to notice that you’re in all of these things. You can be in all of these parts in everything that is around you, then you could drop the personal kind of spellbinding me, myself, and I afflictions of things, because you then start pulling for an intertwined whole. 

So instead of sitting in a paradigm in which you’re an octave of your parents, and their wounded conditions that have created something that doesn’t have a life, leaves you not able to have a proper unfoldment. In other words, you’re not fully able to be in an overallness, you’re bifurcated in some fashion. 

What this then does is it takes the condition and it throws the condition into everything that you look at. In other words, if you go outside of the house, or outside from these conditions into a greater overallness, you will find other parts out there of yourself. 

The process of evolvement has a person growing up and then going out into the world on their own. So what they find is their friends, and you’ve done a double octave of friend, you have had the friend who is outside of the house, plus the friend’s dog, what you find as a friend or as a way of life for yourself outside is better than perhaps what it took for you to grow up. 

So that dog has more aliveness, so to speak, than the dog of your parents. However, that’s only because you’re under a type of spell. All of it is you, you took on a spell that was like buying into a misconception of what is actually going on, that you are able to, and are meant to be able to, relate to a greater overallness that is outside of your personal self. The dream indicates that you are recognizing the importance of this by the fact that you are noticing the heartbeat of the dog, the parents’ dog.

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Sometimes even our best friends have to be a little firm with us when we are being too stubborn. This happens in waking life, and in our dream life. Here we have a dog, i.e., man’s best friend, in two dreams, and first he is going off on his own. Then he is biting down on the dreamer. When we remember that we are all the characters in our dreams – even the animals – we can see this as an effort not to give up on the dreamer. The dog is trying to make a point, and no one can help the dreamer but himself. (At the end of this post there are instructions and a link to download this recording to your computer.)

John: So then when I came to bed I had a visualization, before I fell asleep, that I saw myself going past a bunch of wayward looking kind of like maybe ruffians or something. And, as I pass them, I also go by a van that is theirs that’s in the area. 

And then as I continue on to walk across the street, in front of the van and across the street, the way I suddenly recognize that something is misaligned, wayward, even though I may not have noticed it when I went by them, and that the van is part of them, and part of me, is that I have this small white dog that I’ve been either holding on to or somehow has been staying close to me. 

But, as I head halfway across the street, the dog jumps away and runs under the van. That is when I realize that, if it is going to be that way, that there is nothing I can do; I must let it determine its own fate. 

And so the meaning is, the dog is my friend, the van is the epitome of a waywardness carried to an extreme by those parts of myself that remain disconnected in terms of a subtle remembrance. To denote the disconnectedness, and to hang out there, is playing with danger. 

So, in the dream, I come from where I was working, because it’s like I’m on a ranch, then back at the main building there’s kind of like a feast going on. But, in this dream, I’ve come from where I was working in the fields or something back into the farmyard, which is where something is partying, or where I’m staying, or whatever. It’s kind of like a gathering, somehow. 

My mother’s there, others are there. And so I’ve come back, it’s not like I naturally plug into this place; I’m used to being out in the field. And as I’m waiting for something more to happen, a bulldog comes up and grabs onto my collar. And so I use my hand to push against its snout in such a way so that he doesn’t keep increasing his bite, like a bulldog does – it keeps getting a deeper and deeper grip. 

And then I yell out the best I can, because maybe he’s even pulled the thing tight or something, And yet I still have to be careful and maintain a certain still position so he doesn’t grab the throat, or something, the neck. And no one seems to pay any attention to my predicament. I can’t move. And, as far as I can tell, I’m yelling out for my mother, but she seems to be deaf. I can understand why there’s such an amnesia. I mean, this is all so obvious.

And I expect her to be able to get help from the owner, or something, the owner of the dog, but she seems to be spaced out; doesn’t seem to pay attention to my predicament. And when I finally get her attention, she quickly dismisses the situation and I remain in my plight. 

And then, all of a sudden, I get a break: the farmer walks by. So I reach out to get his attention. And, when I do that, the dog gets a grip on my hand – sinks his teeth into my hand; to the other hand. The farmer mumbles something about what it is that I’m doing, to cause this to happen like this, and leaves. 

There’s nothing I can do. If I try to relieve the pain, anything I do just causes the dog to intensify its flesh-breaking grip. 

So I wake up unable to resist. In other words, unable to throw this off, with no one paying any attention. Wondering if the dog will keep intensifying its grip until it takes a chunk out of my hand. And then what?

The dream is pointing out that there is a focus and attention I thought was possible in terms of the collective. But, as for myself, such attention isn’t sufficient to effectuate a change

that is needed. As a result there is a greater and greater separation that is taking place because I’m not in the same wavelength. I’m thrown under the bus, so to speak, as portrayed by the prior dream, because the dog is my friend. And there is no hope when such a criss-crossed waywardness predominates. 

Deeper meaning: what I am noticing cannot be communicated to a situation that lies before me that is defined and designed as if it sees me in a different capacity. And so it’s as if there is some sort of setness that exists. Now is that setness me, or is that setness the situation? Probably both, which creates a distance in terms of how something can unfold. 

And, of course, my setness is that I think it has to unfold in an inner way. The setness of the Chisti’s is they think it has to unfold in an outer way. So there is a different orientation.

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