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34rsesWe often speak of the ways our unconscious self seeks to make connections for us through our dreams. So when a person dies in a dream, whether masculine or feminine, it can point to our inability to allow the connection that is trying to come together – because of some resistance within us. And this can lead to a sense of mourning, because a new possibility has been lost. Of course, our systems will keep trying, on our behalf, but an opportunity for growth has still been derailed, or, at least, delayed. (At the end of this post there are instructions and a link to download this recording to your computer.)

Jeane: I think my dream was somewhat influenced by watching The Black List where you had this conflict going on between an Israeli and people from the Middle East that wanted to blow something up, or capture people. And, in the dream, I seem to be friends with both a young woman, and a young man, and some other young people. They seem like late teens, early 20s.

We’re visiting at the home of the family of one of the young men, like we’re having some kind of a group meeting, and I’m close to one of the women. And she and one of the young men, that’s a son of the family, are almost like on different sides, or different nationalities, and we leave the meeting at the house.

And, when we’re some distance from the house, I hear that the son of the family has been killed, and they seem to feel like she, or people she’s associated with, are responsible. I feel badly about this, so I travel to the house because I was friends with the sister, and I had met the family, and I have trouble reaching the house.

It’s almost like the path there is hard, or you can get lost easily, so I kind of have to abandon the car and I walk on foot a ways, and then I don’t see anybody at first, and I walk into the house and I start to go up some steps. And then I start to have second thoughts, because I realize the family’s in mourning and I don’t want to upset them.

But about the time I’m halfway up the stairs, it’s like I think the sister sees me, so she takes me to where her parents are. And I can see that, even though I feel like the girl they’re angry at wasn’t responsible, that they’re still kind of in mourning and you can’t really talk to them about anything.

And the whole dream was kind of in these… none of it seemed to be in color. It was just kind of in shades of… just in different shades, almost, not very bright. And that was all.

John: The reason why it wasn’t in color, and there were shades, is because what’s missing is an inability to hear a particular kind of masculine energy.

In other words, the feminine energy, without the masculine input, sits in a state of… sits in asleepness, can’t come out of a stupor, and thus there is something that can’t quite come through. And so what you’re describing is you’re describing a condition where something can’t quite make itself known.

And when it’s like that, the dilemma has to do with accepting something, in terms of a clarity, which is like a sight, or it’s like an energy that comes through. It’s accepting an energy that’s trying to come through; or, I should say, it’s not accepting an energy that’s trying to come through, and, therefore, a balance is disturbed so that the completeness way that the feminine can have, where things have color to them, it loses the color.

So when it can’t accept the masculine coming through – this is interesting. How does it get so it only can see shades, instead of the usual color? Because the feminine nature, in and of itself, as its waking up, as it relates to things, it sits in a plane with color, with light. It has a sparkle quality that it can see.

And the masculine can’t see it until it comes into life. It gets grounded more, then develops more of a softer, or, I should say, magnetized approach, in terms of bringing something through. It doesn’t come through. The color goes out of life, then. Hmmm. It’s an interesting start of something, isn’t it?

Jeane: Yes.

John: Wherever that’s going to go.

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Jeane: In this scenario I’ve gone outside in an older, walled city and there’s a funeral precession going by. The people are carrying the body on a platform and it’s covered by a shroud. 

I can tell that it’s a young girl of about 9 years old who’s died. I’m wondering where the parents are. Then I see the parents, who are fairly young, being carried in a large boat, and there are other people in the boat, too.

The parents sit at the very back, the father on one side wrapped up in his grief, and the mother on the other side. She throws herself down on the bench in her grief and, when she does that, her dress comes up so she’s exposed. I’m wishing someone would cover her up a bit because she seems so exposed in her grief.

John: What’s going on in this dream is the imbalance you’ve become aware of is coming across as a type of grief. It’s similar to the shame you felt in the earlier part of the dream (see Thick as a Brick), but grief is the lower octave. Longing is the higher octave.

The longing leads to the death, not the grief of the death, but the longing leads through whatever death there is, or separation there is, within. The grief doesn’t go through it. The grief leaves you and causes you to experience something that’s more than you’re able and willing to accept.

Thus the grief can lead back to a further delusion, or veiling, or separation. But the longing – in the face of something that has changed or died or is no longer meant to be – is an echo deep, deep inside that carries you all the way back to the very first aspect, right from the very beginning.

In other words the beginning and the end are one and the same. Your beginning image saw you heading to a home where you knew your mother was and you had a full sense of this. Then you got deviated and in that deviation you took on guilt and shame. Well, since that needs to change, that’s where the teacher comes in to change it, so that you can now follow the note of yourself all the way back.

In this part of the dream, instead of this being called shame, it’s seen as grief; some part of you has died. This is totally preoccupying you, but on a higher octave you should know that the way you’re meant to feel that separation and distance is with the longing that will help you awaken to the echoed vibration that will see you through again.

This is more information, in terms of how one shifts in one’s ability or responsibility to be able to hear and hold a particular vibratory note. You have a sense of that in the second part of the dream (see The Teacher Inside) where you look to hear the quality of the masculine coming through that holds the note.

This grief thing is very, very interesting. It’s a sadness that you are taking on a little bit. It’s needing to find a connection with the earth or something in order to put you back in touch with what you know as a state, or point in time, that’s meant to be. And yet there’s a disturbance.

Your sense of what you’re drawn to in the outer redeems all of that, and puts you in touch with something that rises up – that’s what it does, it rises up. It’s like a light touching light. It’s a type of longing. Longing does that.

Wow. Very complicated dream.

What you’re doing is you’re describing the schematic, a flow chart for how to Travel In God. Because what you’re doing is you’re laying out the blueprint for how it works. It shows that you don’t hold the same principles of things against you, when you’re in this deeper part of yourself.

When you’re shifted in this part of you, you don’t hold onto the grief – it’s counterproductive. Shame, again, isn’t natural. These are conditions that impact the ability to Travel In God. You don’t really wrestle with the grief or the guilt when you’re Traveling Towards God. You don’t know where that fits in.

But when you’re trying to Travel In God, all of that now has to be taken into account.

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John: I had two dreams and, when I woke up, I was remembering one in which there was a set order to things. Everyone had a certain way that they had to play something out. I could understand and function in relationship to that, but then all of a sudden the second dream just popped right in.

Of course I thought the one that I remembered when I first awoke was the important one, but it wanted to fade to the background because the second one was quite loud.

In this one a young girl who has spent most of her life on a science fair project tells me not to get rid of a young piglet that’s dead in a swampy ditch on the corner. There’s a house and on the corner is a ditch that catches the water runoff from the fields.

This little piglet has washed in and it’s dead, floating in the water. The girl is telling me not to do anything with this piglet because she needs to keep the conditions in the area undisturbed. She has to report everything about her science project including this unexpected event that has occurred.

I’m hearing what she wants, but I’m concerned about the piglet decaying in the water. It’s going to rot and I’m not getting any assurance from the girl in terms of when the animal will be taken away. 

My feeling is I shouldn’t have to put up with the smell when this thing decays. It’s going to be horrendous. You can’t just leave something like that out there in the open, even though it’s floating in the water.

At the same time I’m torn because I don’t want the girl to be seen as having done something wrong in terms of her project because she has put so much time into it. I know that it’s important to her that the piglet remains because if anything were to change it will cause her results to be compromised. 

I’m sitting and wondering, trying to sort this out: What is she really feeling about this? Does she feel it’s an embarrassment that this animal died after all the time on her project? Or is some part of her elated with this result and she wants to report it even though it was totally unexpected? Is it affecting the result if this were to be taken away? Is it part of the experiment for others to review the result? 

Will the people in charge discover that there’s been some tampering and determine that the whole project has been a disaster?  

It finally emerges that this result is important to the way her project is perceived. I cringe, but this girl needs the supervisors to take note of the effect as they assess the science project from beginning to end.

The meaning here is that the end result of every journey in life is the death of the idea that what we are living in is real. In my case, I’m like the baby pig because I’m not being conscious of some inner indulgence and, as a result, I’m damming up or contaminating the flow.

This is how the superiors (higher energies) read my energetic condition. The state that I’m in is unconsciously affecting an inner potential. So this state is shown as a rotting condition in the outer life that can stink up the immediate area I exist in.

So the piglet’s death, as disturbing in appearance as it may seem in terms of an outer perspective, is not seen as disturbing from a higher perspective. From an elevated view, the death of a pig is an important component. It’s part of an inner design. When it happens it’s actually a monumental event that can’t be ignored. Such an event is a game changer, a thing to be noted. It is showing that part of me is making a transition from one state to another.

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