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21VAs a rule we take our lives very seriously – but not in the right way. We think that we need this or that, and we want this or that, and, if those things are unfulfilled, we feel that our life is a failure. But our life here is really a venue for something else; we are here to make ourselves available and useful to the universe, which means the particulars of the theater that we play out isn’t important. What is important is who we are and what we choose to become during the outplay of our life. And that is based on the purposes and principles against which we make our choices. (At the end of this post there are instructions and a link to download this recording to your computer.)

John: The next dream starts off with a song, and this is a song that was played at the very, very beginning, and now is being played at the very, very end of the game. This song is sung by an auctioneer. Now initially you start off life and you come and you observe, it’s like an auction-type setting where the whole thing starts off, like life starts off, and you come and you observe what’s available.

And so there’s the preview, and so all kinds of people come to the preview to see if there’s anything there of interest in this big auction house. And so as I come there, to my surprise, the guy that is the curator of that, who is also the auctioneer, he sings this song right at the very beginning.

And I go, what the heck? We’re here to see this stuff, we’re here to preview this. What is he doing singing this song? So we preview it, and then comes the day of the auction. Now there are people that are coming to the auction that are serious about that. I’m one of those. I’m interested in buying what there is there that is important. And then there are others that are coming just to watch. And we take our seats.

It’s a smaller group now that has come that’s actually into consummating something now, and I’ll be darned, the auctioneer sits in one of the seats and stares out at it all, and he goes, “Here I watch the children at play, as they dance away their lives. Everyday is a story,” and goes etc. etc. I listen to the whole thing, the beginning and the end, remembering it. What a wonderful melody it was, too. And so it is being sung by the auctioneer and, of course, I’ve already recounted it so I don’t have to repeat all of that. And so that was that dream.

And so then there’s another dream, in which it’s kind of like I go back into the meditation dream, in other words where you’re dealing with an inner and an outer, but I want to do this over now. I mean the first time I went into the inner, got the 3%, and blew it, so now I want a do over.

So, in this dream, in order to pull inner into outer there is a certification that’s required, so on the inner, when I went into the inner to where this is at, I used a notary who had indicated that they were who they said they were or, in other words, they were able to acknowledge what needed to be.

And so they notarized that document, but then they had to notarize this as an event in the outer – and that didn’t happen, it didn’t get completed, that fell askew. So now I’m back in front of another notary because the primary thing didn’t get notarized. I had left, got thrown out or, as you could see, the 3% got taken away. And now I’m back kind of in front of a notary that notarizes on this side, and I have in my hand the primary thing to be notarized. But I also have in my hand the other document that was notarized on the other side, and I’ve got a copy of that.

I’m not sure how this is going to work out, and I’m kind of almost trying to hide this other because if there are two steps, how can you have two different notaries? And it’s as if you have to put the two together. You have to close the gap. So how do I do that? And so that’s where that was left.

And, of course, now you put the meaning of both of those together. In this dream, I am back to complete what was started long ago. In other words, I accessed something from the inner, brought it in, brought across something, but then I utilized the energetic in some capacity that was inappropriate, seemed to, then, as a consequence lose the thrust of the inner coming into the outer, the vibration of the 3% that was so transformative into the outer got lost, too much personal got involved.

So I’m back now to complete what got started, and I’m picking up my memories at a point where I left off long ago. Appearances about things may seem different, but in the energetic reality nothing has really changed.

And in the prior dream I caught up with the humor of the prior manifestation where everything gets lost when it goes into the reflective seriousness. I reviewed the outer as if I am required to take a position. In other words, that’s how I was reviewing it. I came to view it all seriously, and then this auctioneer goes singing this goofy song. And then when he’s the auctioneer, instead of holding the auction, he sits down and goes doofus like a comedian, and starts singing the song again instead of getting on with it.

And I carried on all the way to the end when I came to know, like at the beginning, an energetic unfoldment, like a play, it is such in which the higher-self inner beingness observes it all as if a movie. A play in which the song at the beginning, and the song at the end, are one and the same. That nothing changes, nothing has changed. There’s just the subrogation of the energy. Only the energetic appearances can seem different, in terms of a density, in terms of physical senses. But actually that’s not so. It’s more like as Einstein said, “Energy is neither created nor destroyed, it just changes form.”

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