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John: In this next dream there is a woman who is having an effect upon a particular place, and that effect comes from an inner quality of her being. Something about the place seems to accommodate her nature. She is soothed by it, yet at the same time unable to consciously live in it.

Said another way, she lives an aspect of it on the surface, but she doesn’t live it at the greater depth that is possible.

In my sleep I find myself pondering this situation. I’m wondering why this quality is only coming into view indirectly – subtly visible but still behind the surface? This subtle essence is making itself known from time to time as a quality of peacefulness that the space holds. 

When I picture this inner quality, as I pause, I see it as being one step behind. And, for the most part, out of the equation. In other words, it’s there but not fully alive or awakened. 

The meaning here is that there’s a change that needs to be noted and appreciated by me, as a way of being. I need to acknowledge it and take it into my psyche in an experiential way. Maybe that’s all it needs – to be recognized and acknowledged.

In this next dream I see myself come into a courtyard area. The building that it’s a part of is bigger than a normal house, and this courtyard is connected to it. I’ve come from an inner area into an outer area, and I have an idea of what it is that I’ve come to do, but I’m not able to hold onto what that is, to sustain it. 

It seems that my senses are caught by a fragrance that emanates from inside the ancient building, into the courtyard. I note it, but I’m not taking it in. There’s something about the way the fragrance affects me; I go off to one side and fall asleep. 

I lose track of what had been an inner acuity (the fragrance) when inside the building (which is part of me), and relapse into amnesia, then fall asleep. In other words, I’m unable to bring this essence from the inner (building) into the outer (shown as the courtyard) with consciousness.

I see myself in the far corner of the courtyard, totally checked out and unable to know and experience this essence because I’ve gone to sleep. 

Of course, this is yet another dream that portrays how I’m easily led astray, even after having been on the right track. This shows how I lose track of where I am in life. What is added to this idea is the potential to maintain a sense of whether something is right or not in terms of how it needs to be. To do that, I need to be able to hear it in the empty space. Or, not fall asleep from the fragrance.

So what has been an ancient setness in the inner, leads to a quality that has awakened. This quality has awakened to a point where it can sense whether something is the next right step to take or not – as a knowingness.

I’ve always wondered about that potential because I feel it inside me – of getting to a point where I just naturally know what’s going to happen and it can keep me from making mistakes. Not that I know precisely what’s going to happen, but I can feel intuitively whether it’s the right thing or not.

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John: I keep dreaming that there is a dominant, inner expression that dictates the outer life. This is an influence that is familiar, deep within my natural frame of reference. However, the loudness of everything else – the superficial – drowns out this effect over the short run. 

So this influence silently dictates the overall way things unfold, even though it’s not readily apparent in the outer.

In one image, I see this inner expression represented as a skeletal frame that holds things together. The outer features are what I notice at first, and am apt to be swayed by – like the skin and the flesh on this frame – on a moment-by-moment basis. As a result, the controlling feature in life (the inner expression) takes a backseat to everything else in the outer environment. Or so it seems, even though in the long run the skeletal backbone to life is what ultimately wins out.

In other words, what I saw is this skeletal structure, and it comes all the way down to the ground. So there’s something about the structure that makes an energetic connection to everything that’s rooted in creation. Then the shell, the body, the flesh, and the skin on it is what people pay attention to, it’s what they see, so they’re not aware that there is an aliveness to the structure that actually dictates what is meant to be and how things are to unfold.  

Everyone is paying attention to what is more apparent or obvious, i.e., the denser, outer layer, which is just the wrapper, or the exterior of the skeletal structure. So people base their choices and actions according to appearances, because that’s the easiest to sense and to see.

In other words, the invisible skeletal structure carries the energetic or vibration of what’s meant to be, not the skin and the flesh and everything else that’s visible. But it’s the outer, visible layer that has a loudness that captures the senses, and draws everyone’s attention.

Of course, in the long run, what wins out, in terms of what is meant to be, is determined by the skeletal structure.

Isn’t that a strange image?

So in this dream I feel fortunate in knowing what is actually affecting what manifests in the outer. It’s a wonderful feeling of relief to know that there is inner guidance, determined or destined to come to the forefront of my being.

First of all, I sense this in a fairly general way, but then I realize that my attention is drawn more to the skeletal structure than it is to the outer layers. I do not readily grasp this.

I can feel it and I can know it, but I lose sight of this knowing when I’m caught up in some situation that requires my immediate attention. Even then, when I’m unable to hold onto an inner balance, I’m comforted in a subconscious way with knowing that there is the essence of what is meant to be, like it’s waiting for me to go there, to look there.

In the dream, because I’ve made the choice to have the inner framework to life dictate how I’m meant to live, even my mistakes and detours are simply guided and shaped into what is intended. I find that amazing.

In other words, as I fumble about it’s almost like something else is directing me because whatever I’m doing is being transformed somehow. It’s affected. Sometimes I suffer when this happens, but at other times my input is redirected and guided to bring out the intended inner effect.

I come to know and trust this inner expression, even though it’s not visible; for me it is just as real as what is visible. What is visible in the outer is there for appearances only. I’ve become able to see the deeper thread of things, beyond the noisy surface.

This cannot be said, however, for my coarser nature that is still dominated by the appearances of the outer world, fed only by the physical senses.

What I’m describing is a subtle awakening, of my consciousness, to that which lies deep within my nature. It gives me joy each time I’m able to break through the outer barriers and be touched by this inner essence, which waits patiently for me to attune myself to its existence at the core of my being.

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