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arnWhen no one is listening to us, what do we do? Often, we raise our voice to be heard. Or we make our text ALL CAPS. Well, our systems can feel the same way in their conversation with us, on the inside, through our dreams. That’s when we get jarring or unsettling images that can throw us off for the whole day when we wake up. In this example, there is a murderer, and then the killing of a murderer. But we are all the characters in our dreams, so the image is an expression of a deep fear or resistance to what needs to occur. (At the end of this post there are instructions and a link to download this recording to your computer.)

Jeane: I didn’t seem to like my dream last night, I only remember one of them. In that dream, I’m living in a house, and there’s someone that’s going around town murdering people. And I’m trying to find, or capture, that person.

And I’ll go out, and I’ll be looking at people and following them, and then coming back. And people come to the house, and I’ll be looking at them. And, at one point, I have three people sitting in a room with me, I think it’s three men, one person I know from high school, I forget who the other two are. And I become convinced that’s it’s one of them.

And I know that the characteristic of this person who’s killing people is that he’s compulsive, because he’s killed successive people. And, anytime anybody comes through, it’s like I’m looking at them, I’m examining them. I’m trying to figure out where they were and what they’ve done. And everyone does kind of keep moving. So it’s hard for me to get a sense of them.

At one point, I have to leave these three people I have in the house where I’ve kind of narrowed it down, I think it’s one of them, and I ask some friends to watch them, and describe that I think that whoever it is will be compulsive.

Well, when I come back to the house, they’ve captured the person that was murdering everybody. I even thought it might be one of the ministers, but it ends up being a woman. So I have two of my women friends holding on to her until I can get back into the house. But as I come into the room, they take some kind of a cylinder and push it into her arm, cutting the arteries, so she’ll die. And I’m like shocked that they did that. And maybe they just thought that would stop her killing anyone else, but I’m shocked at it. So that was the dream.

John: The dream was triggered by the fact of an energetic inside, or a kind of awakening, or awareness quality, that you’re moving towards inside, in which the idea is one of letting go of everything.

So the idea of letting go of everything is scary because it triggers the impression of a kind of death. And so you’re trying to figure out how to observe all of this, how it is that you can take and observe, or notice, what is changing. Because this whole schematic of a type of death is a schematic in which a quality where you’re used to trying to make something meaningful – you can’t quite do anymore. And so it’s like the flip side of that, is that something is killing you.

It’s a peculiar sensation. The first time I had the sensation like that is I actually had something physically wrong with me. And, of course, I carried the sensation in terms of waking up and there being like an emptiness, where there was nothing alive, which meant that there was something dying.

That isn’t what you’re doing, what you’re doing is you’re carrying this sensation of something like this, because there’s a sense of a stillness, or a quietness where you let everything go. And that has an impression of death. So the oddity of this thing is, no matter how you look at this, it still looks like something has to go. And there’s always something that has to be let go of.

And so, in terms of your view of the overall world, that’s like something is dying, only you’re dying in terms of the way you’re caught, or held, or tied up in terms of the world. It’s a scattering sensation. You feel scattered, you feel discombobulated, when you have a dream like this. You feel like you can’t trust your sensibilities, even, when you have a dream like this. You feel like you’re overwhelmed, and it’s because you’re coming dangerously close to something in which there isn’t the aliveness that kind of keeps things going.

You carry something like this to the farthest degree, it’s almost as if the stillness goes back to the Demiurge, which is supposedly a vibration that came and ultimately out of that is the evolution of the species. And first there was just the Demiurge, and then came something as embodied as life; as human existence. It’s almost as if that’s where something like that is going; in other words, where it’s going, how it’s going, what you’re scoping to find, how it’s to be, is still like a mystery because it involves having to let go or sort something out.

And the attempt to do so causes these images that are kind of terrorizing, because it’s easier to keep something quickened in one’s nature, than to adopt a state that is more empty, because that is scary to the sense of oneself, that holds on to this quickening, that’s like an aliveness or vibration. It’s scary.

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break of wallDoesn’t it always seem the biggest hurdles lie before us just before we make the biggest breakthroughs? On an inner level, that can be because we have traveled the path of least resistance, letting go of what we find easier to face first. So then, when we are ready to move on, the last hurdle is what we have been most hesitant to face. It’s a normal part of any process where we need to grow in ourselves to accomplish something. This dream shows this scenario in very stark terms. (At the end of this post there are instructions and a link to download this recording to your computer.)

Jeane: Well my last dream was so loud I lost some of my earlier dreams. In the last dream I’m like a young girl in high school. I’m a senior; it’s near the very end of the school year.

And, for some reason, I haven’t gone to school that morning. I’m at home. I’m downstairs and my mother’s gotten a new little couch, it’s almost like a love-seat size that she wanted for a dance room in the house. And so she’s kind of put it against one wall, and then she’s moved some other chairs out in front of it so that you kind of create a room inside of a room.

And I’m looking at that and wondering in a way why she got that one because I knew there was another couch that would’ve worked better, that was going to be available, that would’ve pulled out into a bed if she wanted a dance studio room – but she got that one.

I’m feeling some tension, and I go upstairs, and there’s like a wide open room upstairs with light coming in, and there’s two beds in it. And I have a younger brother who’s like a toddler, who’s in the other bed, and I seem to just be resting. I go over to the bed nearest the door and I’m just resting for a few minutes there with my boyfriend. It’s like I’m wondering, in a sense, why I’m there, but I can feel this tension.

When this man who’s my father in the dream comes upstairs, that’s when I feel all this tension that I’d been feeling in the dream. And he goes over to the bed and he starts to molest my brother, who’s just this toddler, and suddenly I’ve had enough. I realize his status kind of held the whole house captive, had everybody in fear.

So this time I go over and I make him stop, and I slap him really hard, and grab my brother. It’s like I’ve kind of had enough of whatever was going on in the household. And then I must have gone to the police after that. I don’t see that, but I see myself a day or so later being at school, and kids at school were wearing the same colored outfit in support of me because it’s like the case is being heard in court that day.

My attorney was down at court, I guess so my dad gets prosecuted. And I’m waiting for the attorney to come and tell me how court went. And I’m realizing it didn’t matter that much that I had missed school that day because I was a senior, and it was close to the end of the year, and that was all I remember of the dreaming.

John: It’s an interesting scenario you’re presented with, in that you’re coming to an awareness in an overall environment that you’re in, meaning that something has been opening up and maturing as a process, that has gotten you to a point where you’re basically on the verge and ready to be able to very shortly go out on your own.

And that there’s very little left yet for you to have to study or do, in other words, you’re at the very end of more or less a cycle of learning, from which you’ll then be able to be independent and on your own.

But you’re not quite independent, and there is still something that is still holding you back, kind of a mannerism in your environment – in your family – something that hasn’t been dealt with, that needs to be contended with before you can come into your own. And it has to do with an aspect in which you are abusing, and doing, something that is damaging to your process of unfoldment.

And, of course, this is a part of a process in which something needs to have been caught up with, contended with. I mean it has the appearance of something that’s pretty dense, and really quite out of place, especially in comparison to the fact that you’re ready to graduate and go out on your own.

And yet there’s still this very backwards thing that exists, that holds something back a lot from being able to have a strength to be on its own, keeps it repressed from being able to come out and be free. Something that you were able to kind of ignore, or go through, and get to the point where you got to, but now that you’ve gotten to this point, you have to break that spell, as well, as kind of a last thing before you can actually fulfill the last little tidbit of your education that has you being free, graduating out on your own very shortly.

And, to do so, you have to take a stand, and that stand is not a type of position that is easy to take because it requires you to go up against your family, to a certain degree, in order to cause it to be more responsible, in order to get it to drop a way of being, a waywardness that is destructive.

All of this is actually part of your process. In other words, you can miss school, the last days of school, you can miss some of those last days of school in order to do this, plus the whole process of your schooling is something that involves not just you, but it involves the whole evolutionary class which is there to support this breakthrough process, which is a process that is a breakthrough for everyone.

Interesting huh? So the question is, what in the heck are you talking about as the breakthrough process? I mean the dream doesn’t say what it is. The dream doesn’t indicate in what regard or way you’re emerging in terms of a newfound inner-to-outer freedom, because it’s an outer freedom in that you’re going to be graduated and free. It’s an inner awakening that causes you to contend with something that needs to now be contended with. And it is something that affects the whole, because that process that you’re involved in all gets involved in its support of you making this threshold breakthrough.

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particle-collide1In this dream imagery, John finds himself trying to see something in the darkness, yet even his glasses are broken and don’t help. In an effort to change the situation, he begins to rearrange the room, moving things from the center toward the outer walls. In this process he is making a clearing, he is disturbing the standard goings on, as a means to make space for a car to be put in the room, which is symbolic as a vehicle for his progress.  (At the end of this post there are instructions and a link to download this recording to your computer.)

John: This next dream is in between. It’s still not there. It’s still showing that something is still a bit too much, and that I have something still off the ground in my mannerism.

In this dream, I’m in a dorm room, and in this room I have a bed that’s on, in terms of looking at the door, it’s on the far left hand side against the wall. And then there’s my roommate’s bed that’s in the middle, and then on the other side of my roommate’s bed is kind of like a sink, or maybe even almost a bathroom area, but I don’t see a toilet. 

Maybe there’s a vanity and mirrors or something set up there, something like that with a sink. And the door is partly open so I can see out into the other area, which is not really another room per se, like a dorm room, but is kind of like, well, you know, maybe there’s a couch or something out there. It’s not really like a living room either, because this is a big building, so it’s a complex of something that’s outside there. 

I’m looking at something that goes beyond just the hallway. It’s not just a hallway there. And what I see is what looks to be, in the dark, a man and a woman making out – and she’s the one that wants to fool around, and he seems to be holding back a bit.

And so somehow or another I’m not sure what I’m looking at because all I see is a shadow outline, so I look to get my glasses on because I don’t see very good without my glasses. It’s almost as if there’s something else on my bed that I can’t quite reach around very well, but what I do come up with is on the floor, because the mattresses are flat flush to the floor, is I come up with a pair of glasses, but they turn out to be broken and disjangled in some fashion and they belong to this roommate I have.

So I throw them over to him and he makes this comment that he’s going to have to do something about them, which I take to mean that he has to get them fixed in some way, but he continues to keep procrastinating. And then I find my glasses, which have surprisingly just been left on the edge of the bed on the other end, on the other side. 

By the time I get those glasses put on, the lights come on in this outer area and there’s nobody there. But as soon as that happens, that light comes on, suddenly there are four of us in the room. In other words, I guess there’s me, the shadow person in the bed with me, another person coming in to help make something happen, and my roommate. And we have to do something immediately to rearrange this room.

And so I’m told, by this guy that comes in, to grab a side of my roommate’s bed, and we have to lift it up in the air and push it up against the wall. Essentially it’s like if I stacked or pressed against the wall that opens that space up. And I’m acting like I’m able to help, but this other guy is doing mostly all the work because he knows what needs to be done and I’m mostly in the way.

This big guy can do it all anyway. It’s not like a mattress bed is that heavy. And so once he has that up against the wall he then turns and he has a screwdriver in his hand, or something, and he’s dismantling now the vanity in the sink area and whatever exists there, so all of that gets shoved out of the way against the wall in that far part of the room.

Sometimes you have to do this if you want to get a car into the space. I wake up wondering how it is that a car in a campus room makes any sense?

The problem that this dream is portraying is that my attention seems to be focused on trying to perceive what’s going on in another place, outside of the room, and I don’t have the sight to do that. The space isn’t opened up enough inside of me to do that.

In other words, those glasses are broken. And the glasses that I have, that are available to me, which would improve the sight that I have, well, the timing is off because by the time I fumble around and get those glasses there’s nobody out there.

The lights are on, and I don’t know if I imagined the whole thing. So it’s like I’m in the dark. I can’t figure this out, and I tend to dismiss the plight that I’m in in terms of the sight. When I do finally get glasses on, and there’s the part of me that doesn’t have glasses, I don’t quite really know what is going on even with the glasses on, because the lesser part of myself, the younger brother part of myself, there’s still the roommate, the one that’s in the center, and something in the center is the best spot.

Against the wall is still getting the information in a little bit of a distorted way. Those glasses weren’t fixed at all, and yet it’s from that center that something needs to evolve and open up and widen out so that an awakening, in which the rest of the room is disturbed, in other words, you need to open up, you need to maybe even disturb it as a means of transportation being able to be brought into the scenario, or as a means of something more being able to evolve. In other words, the condition that it is, is too off to one side, hasn’t quite broken free.

As a deeper meaning an image of being distracted as a change is afoot, this is what this is. I seem to be one energetic image after another that is behind the, in other words, not keeping up with the whole sequence of things, waking up in what appears to be a stumbly, bumbly way and finding that I’m mostly in the way as things just keep unfolding.

My lack of sight has made me look at myself as being a bit weakish even. Everything is at a faster pace than I’m used to being, so I struggle to keep up. This is our condition when we finally start to let go of things.

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