Posts Tagged ‘personal religion’

SKAThis series of dreams opens up an idea that is extremely important in these times, and it’s the concept of personal religion. What this speaks about is the idea that, the Pope, the Dalai Lama, or any religious or mystical leader cannot do our development for us. They can only show us the way, one way out of many, and we must take that initial guidance to find the rest of the journey in ourselves. So each journey is truly unique, and that puts the responsibility squarely on us. (At the end of this post there are instructions and a link to download this recording to your computer.)

John: Well, in my dream it starts off in which it’s kind of obvious that there’s something wrong in my meditations that I don’t necessarily have the depth that I used to have before, that can somehow set up a subject matter, and then the coming to understand it is better in my sleep.

However, I can’t judge that or anything. It is what it is, because whatever variance, or mannerism, and avenue that it takes me on I just have to go along with that. And I guess I have to realize that when I get in the meditation, or try to meditate, whatever it is that I do has to contend with the mannerisms of the day.

And then there is something that then gets set in accordance as some peek-a-boo from within that correlates through all of what is depicted in a condensed outer way, and that then is the revealing or unfoldment.

So the storyline image of the meditation dream is that I am seeing that things can’t fall apart beyond a particular point in a way that is real, but I suppose it’s possible that they can be finessed, but it would be a lie. And that ultimately what is going to happen is, from a standpoint of timing, yet to be seen when and how all of that is going to occur. In other words, there is something afoot that isn’t yet quite on the horizon.

Well, the reason why this is looking like this is because things are still breaking down. And things are still breaking down because everything that is trying to open up from within is only able to go so far, is only able to confront things up to a particular point, is only able to bring across a certain subtleness that goes into life to a certain degree – and can’t take it beyond that certain degree.

And it may be able to clean things, but it can’t shine them, it can’t necessarily shine everything. And so there is an element of confusion that exists because the inner has to get to a point where the inner and the outer are one and the same. And it’s not able to realize that, and it works as a system and as a science, but it is only able to work up to a particular point.

So there are all kinds of new things. The myriad of life is opening up more and more all the time. And the unusual approaches that have been used to try to heighten consciousness aren’t as effective. Meditation is not as effective anymore. The holding the dhikr is not as effective anymore, because within each of those there is a tendency for there to be a mannerism, or a pattern, or a type of impression that gets imposed along with that.

And the same is true following any given teacher. Each teacher has a thread that goes all the way back to the whole, but this whole thing has gotten so complicated and such that you can’t become carbon copies of the teacher. Each person has to awaken through the guidance of the teacher, and then find with inside of themselves their own unique quality and thread to the same thing.

The cleaning, it doesn’t mean that they clean better, but they’re able to reflect and shine something better that way. But if they continue to hold onto just one simple schematic, then the work can’t be done. You can have all of the tariqas in the world and they all are at cross links from each other.

So the dream starts off in bits and pieces to show me the process. And in the dream I am aware of a process that I am trying to emulate. And to get a better handle on it, in order to get closer to it, I go into a library to try to check a book out, and the book out, on the subject.

I don’t know its exact name, but I know enough about the book that as soon as I open it up, the pictures and whatnot in there, I’ll know that that’s the one. But I do know the subject and so I describe that subject to the librarian in a general way. The librarian comes back with two books that are in keeping with the subject matter.

The smaller book is incomplete, and the larger book that is very, very old and has very interesting bindings is similar, and when I glance through it I mean it follows the theme, but it also portrays the approach in a slightly different manner.

And I don’t know what to make out of this. I look all around the book to see what the price is because I want to buy it, and I wouldn’t be a bit surprised to find the price to be over $100 because it’s a good-sized book and fairly old. But I’m surprised it’s only $85.

And my sense of the book is that this is important in that it’s been ignored for a long time, but I still haven’t found the book I came to the library to get, so I ask the librarian if he has anything else on the subject. And it turns out that there is one other book but it’s in use, so I can’t use that. I can’t get access to that at this time. So I realize that for now I will have to make due with this. Hopefully it will get me by.

So then the dream switches and I find myself putting away dishes that have been washed in a dishwasher – and most of these dishes that I look at are okay. Most of them like the plates and whatnot you wouldn’t notice certain things anyway, but there’s a glass that I look at and it has this really slight water film on it, and although it is clean, it isn’t as clean, it isn’t as shiny as it should be.

And everything else will kind of suffice. I mean maybe they could have used some shining, too, but they’ll suffice because everything is clean. And it’s almost like this glass is alive and, against the will of the glass, I’m going to put it back into the dishwasher. There may be other items or something around. I know that the detergent that I have can get rid of this film, so the glass will sparkle. Other things like I say could have probably been freshened up, but nothing is as obvious as this glass.

And the meaning is, what is opening up and being made available is not 100% identical to the process as initially revealed. There is a subtle different way of covering the subject – but I don’t know this to begin with. I just go into the library to get access to the system that I am most familiar with, and then I suddenly realize as I start trying to deal with this that what opens up for me is a slightly different approach.

And in the shift I am shown that this approach is also complete in and of itself, and it augments the other. I suppose I was concerned that it might take away. I am surprised to learn that there is a place for this in that there are times that this approach is able to help things clear, to be clearer, to shine better. I do not know if it cleans as well as the other. That remains to be seen.

Then all of a sudden this pops in. I do know that there is still something able to open up that is from a schematic that I hadn’t realized was there in this way. The way I am shown this to be true is I discover in my pocket a whole bunch of pennies I hadn’t realized were there. I feel I need to sort through them to see if there is anything that I need to pull out from all of this that augments what I already have.

And, of course, in the image the way it’s shown to me is as follows: I have already set aside pennies in a drawer that are older pennies that are keepers, to which those in my pocket, which I haven’t sorted through, I need to look at and identify to see if there are any in there that need to be included.

So the deeper meaning of this is, each of us awakens in a slightly different way. We are, as an essence, one and the same, but that doesn’t mean that we are mirror-image reflections of each other. God is so big that there is no one way to know him.

What works fine with me at one point in time has a slightly different need on another occasion. The underlying thread and where this comes from remains. This is why there is no one way to the same thing, and that there is no single path that can do the work. Life is set forth as an infinite array. The more you come to know that, the more its myriad opens up.

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John: So yesterday we looked at the first in this series of dreams (see Not Being There), and each subsequent dream progresses in a way that seeks to fix, or evolve, the situation into a better state, from within, but it’s still off. The general inspiration for these dreams is our recent transition from the Northwest to the city of Las Vegas, and our process of making adjustments within ourselves as a result of the different environmental factors

The next images have me preparing to meet with someone. I’ve spent more than 15 minutes trying to get my glasses clean because all kinds of weird stuff has fallen on them. I’m trying to scrape it off.

I see that I’m veering away from where I’m expected to go. When I get to a building, I realize that I still need some sort of metal object that can slice; I need something that’s strong and firm enough that it can cut through things. I must build it myself.

I have permission to go into an area where odds and ends are stored to select something that might work to help rectify the condition. I take out four objects in an effort to alleviate the situation. I think I can use a welding tool to cobble things into place, but what I’ve selected doesn’t work because when I apply any heat to it, it will melt or burn through the material. The tools I have do not have what it takes to hold something in place, so I’m using this material to create something that can slice through. 

Meanwhile, I need to set this project aside because I’m running late and I nearly compromise my principles because I’m under pressure. At the last minute I clean up after the work I’ve done.

In other words, I tried to cut a little of this off, I tried to burn a little of that off, and I made a bit of a mess. I pick up after myself and take what’s left of the implements – they need to be returned. They didn’t work for me, but maybe they can be used as components for something else. I look around to see if I can make anything else work for what I need.

Someone is coming over so I have to put everything aside for now. But instead of putting the tools into a closet or some drawers where they would best be kept, I put some of them into a refrigerator. I can straighten that out later, but at the moment I need to gain some composure for my meeting.

What is this showing me? Well, although I still haven’t accomplished what I was trying to do, I’m aware of what the problem is – I just haven’t acquired the proper tools that I need to be successful.

However, I do realize that I must look within myself for what I need, in order to find balance in the outer life. This will take time, but at least I’m looking around (within) for the tools to resolve the imbalance. If I were looking for the solution in the outer life, I would be in serious trouble.

In the next dream, the imagery moves further toward a sense of completion (after that, my dreams again start to deviate from it, showing that nothing is complete, all is just a step forward and then it all starts over again).

In this dream, I find a condo that I feel I can make into a place of balance. I notice that in doing this, other apartment units near mine start changing, shaping themselves up to be more in a balanced energetic.

So what had been a state of confusion and chaos, in terms of everything being too much to cope with (because of the sensory overload of Las Vegas), is now being brought into greater alignment. I see that I’m able to move about without feeling so lost.

What this adds to the scenario is that, if I take the time to look at what lies within – as an awareness, or as an answer – I’m better able to flow in the maze of the outer world. I’m learning how to hold onto and apply an inner connection that is able to reach into all that is before me.

And I’m starting to find the value latent within (the outer world of Las Vegas) that I ordinarily don’t reach (nor do most people). Nearly everyone in Las Vegas is expecting to catch up with the meaning of this place in some sort of outer reflection, and that is just a veil over what is really here.

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John: In the first dream I feel like I’m in a waiting area, where I see a father and his son hanging out. I seem to be there to play games, and the young son wants to play ping-pong. I’m there wondering if I can find a pool table.

In this peculiar dream, even though the father and son seem to be separate from me, it also seems that I’ve given a pool cue to the father as a gift, although I can’t remember anything more than that.

As I look around the room, I realize that in the area where I thought there was a pool table – I have the feeling of waiting around for them to finish so I could have a turn – there really isn’t one. I’m waiting for no reason.

When I realize this, I go down a hallway and look through a door and that’s when I see there’s a racket ball court. 

As I return, the son whines about wanting to leave because there isn’t a ping-pong table. I hope they will leave so I can move around and find the pool table and have the whole place to myself.

Before they leave, I suddenly realize it’s 4:30pm. My flight arrived at 3:30pm, and now it’s 4:30pm and I have to leave again on the plane at 6:00pm.

I haven’t eaten yet. I don’t have time to play pool. I only realize this after going to all the trouble of getting set up to go to a separate room where I could shoot pool for 25 cents an hour. I haven’t got time to do that. I have to leave.

Isn’t that interesting?  Strange dream.

This dream indicates that I’m not fully taking in what’s around me – all that’s there before me. As a result, I’m missing out on the full experience. Part of me wants to leave if I can’t do what I want to do. Another part of me realizes that, even though I’m able to visit this rest and reprieve area, I cannot hang out because I’m scheduled to go to a new place.

So, this is kind of the precursor imagery for going to the new place. The next dream tells about it.

A person is telling others that, this time, what’s being set up is on my terms, referring to me, and not subject to others as before. In other words, the time before was over – it was, perhaps, screwed up in some way – and now is a new time.

The person who is announcing this is the person who’s involved with what I’ll be doing later. This announcement had a wonderful feeling. It felt like everyone was put at ease; everything’s okay now.

Then, in another image I see myself going down an escalator, just willingly going down an escalator and when I look up I see, on a kind of a scaffold and walkway up above, my sister and her husband hanging out. 

He’s on a computer and she’s sitting there. Suddenly she points me out: there I am. I’m leaving and they’ve come to see me off to wherever it is that I’m going. They may not see me again for a long, long time. Out of respect and honor they have come to say goodbye and I wave at them as I go down the escalator out of sight.

What’s the sense of all this? These recent dreams (including The Lost City), have been showing that I’m struggling to take in the larger schematic of life. I’m moving around, but I’m not taking in the important information, which means I’m not really connected to the wholeness.

So these dreams are emphasizing the importance of being open and awakened, and therefore realizing what’s possible. So I’m being reminded before I continue my journey.

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