i had this dream when i was 9 years old, which had a strong impact on me. i used to think that it was about my soul mate/ twin s-elf, but now i think it was probably a reflection of a subconscious yearning.......for home.
thanks urtxformation for the feedback. i have been doing some additional digging and i think that what i have posted below may best represent my dreams and what should be done, ironically in the last few dreams i had as such (before deciding to look for insight into what it may mean), i went for the ideal outcome and it felt really good, satisfying and gratifying.
chase or attack : the pursuer usually represents a fearful aspect of our shadow, and hence an exaggerated version of a denied or inhibited portion of our own personality that would benefit us if integrated and appropriately expressed. (ideal outcome: standing our ground, facing and dialoguing with our pursuer, and eventually, acceptance and embrace)
dream of david...
watched the four hour set of camelot videos yesterday evening. i can't say how pleased i was to come across them btw. i like to listen to 'alternative' audio while i'm doing my artwork.......and the series is a *gem*. synchronicity abounds nowadays (esp. w/ stuff i'm drawn to), but...the entire 4 hrs was... "______" (not really any word for it). from the moment david began speaking about his childhood, till the last word....not so much a common thread, as a common river.
anyway...all that is too long a story.
but, it did trigger a 'dream'. i've been having obe's since i was six; astral projection, and lucid dreaming, trance, etc...i just find it easier to call them 'dreams', since it's all more the same...then different.
so, i probably should have woken up and written it down, bcuz it was a 'busy' night...but my recall is honed. (it'll be long enough) it's not that i think anyone will be interested in my personal experience...just posting it just to have it logged.
i can't remember the very beginning...just laying on this conveyor belt type deal, and rolling along through life (non-specific). i was laying on my back, and david was behind me...sort of straddled together as one (if you've been on an ol' fashioned plume/log ride...like that). then things began to get dark, cavernous....darker, and descending. normally i'd react quicker, but i had a feeling of security, with david behind me. the power of two, etc. that it wasn't until we neared the end of the 'ride'...that i realized where exactly we were headed......
at the bottom of the ride...it changes from a rocky type tunnel, into a large open entry of some underground complex. there are several stops throughout, but this is the first. the only lighting is very dim type 'pavers' that are set into the smooth stone walls along the floor. and a man/reptilian(?)..."tall" dude in a long robe is standing by a small set of controls. as we approach a few others appear...to 'greet' whomever might be coming down the pike.
no words have been exchanged between david and myself leading up to this point, but...now i say "oh, s**t! we don't want to be here! i've been here before" and david's response is "i know. me too". at which point i begin to work us out of the situation. normally...i would have done this much earlier, but now were at the bottom, and david is some more "on" my back then not. it's like we're merged...and it took a lot more effort then normal. normally it takes a lot, but now i have the idea in my head that i'm somehow 'responsible' for david's safety.
normally they get very excited about the prospects of 'me' alone, but with david in the mix...they were extremely thrilled & out of sorts...and went into some kind of over-killed mode. meaning...the troops descended on the scene. military/mib guys...with these weird probe/taser type devices that they kept jabbing me with (since i was most exposed). i chose to ignore whatever it was they were injecting me with, over, and over again. and i couldn't seem to get any momentum going. and the situation was getting increasingly tense. i have this thing i can do that's like a spider-man web thing...that shoots out of my wrists. (not sure how that developed since i'm not a spiddy fanatic or anything)(but it's been with me for years), that's what i used to get us out. i shot it above our heads, into the tunnel ceiling, and began hoisting us out. the force is powerfully magnetic at the bottom, but i knew if i could break away from that...we'd probably be okay.
to a make a long story half as short. we got out. i do this other thing...if necessary, where i can draw automatic weapons from my back (somehow). it seemed necessary. i kept pulling out guns and passing them off to david, and we shot our way out. which did nothing of course, but slow them down.
the tunnel system always seems to lead to the same place....so...the next thing i know we're crawling off this conveyor belt in the middle of an *airport* and trying to look inconspicuous, which is strange bcuz david is still on my back. but i noticed as i'm walking around trying to catch my breath, that we're wearing this super nice, floor-length, down-filled, black coat. i remember how silky it felt, and thankfully light. and david was somehow hidden 'inside' of it. not so much a part of me now, as part of the coat i was wearing. anyway...at some point we're discovered again, but this time by a 'bounty hunter'. there's a scuffle and he manages to tear the coat off me and get away. suddenly i'm able to move again (w/out the weight), but i'm panicking bcuz 'they've got david'.
in order to merge back in with the population...i somehow end up in a line thats boarding a bus, headed out to the tar-mac to board a plane. well, i don't want to leave david behind in that situation...so i get halfway out on the tar-mac, and jump off the bus. it's night time now...and there's a kid with me!
a young boy (maybe 10). he says that he saw me jump off the bus, and he jumped off too. leaving his mother behind...which becomes another concern of mine. so........i have this boy get on my back (i have no idea why 'riding my back' is the theme for this dream?!?), and we work our back into the complex/airport...which isn't an easy thing to do since the place is secured with high-voltage, barbed-wire fencing, etc. but...we get back in. and i do this other thing with the spiddy-web deal, which is sentient. i let out just a few inches of it, and i ask it for direction. (it's a life-saver on constant occasion). so...i keep it asking it where david is...and it's dragging me left and right and around corners, and down corridors...and we find david (who actually "looks" like/is the heavy, winter coat) on-board a plane about to take off. he's in some sort of closet, that's closed over with that heavy cargo strapping.
i lean into the closest..."david, are you in here?" to which he replies..."yeah, thank god...get me the f--k out of here". it just looks like a coat, but weighs as much as a man. strange. so, i put the coat on over me and the boy (already on my back)...and we do our best to walk out incognito. like that's in anyway low-profile!
the last part...we're standing outside the airport. and the boy suddenly starts calling for his mother. and we can hear her somewhere up in the air. like a voice from the heavens, but when we look up all we can see is a helicopter. she's flying around looking for him. lands. we hug him good-bye, and that's the end of the dream.
i guess, i know the boy is safe, and david is safe...and i just come to, all jacked up from the experience, my heart racing, etc. ?!?!?!!? have no idea what any of that is about (really). i can't recall any other dreams i've had of so much weight on my back...although i do typically feel responsible for others in my travels. too much stos maybe?!? anyway...
that's it. it was interesting, but really...had to have been there.
otherwise it's just a wonky-dream that makes no sense.
as there are seasons to life and experience, there are seasons to dreams!
in my case, as i return through my life and sum up my experience so far, i suspect that my life (this 'mark' life), since 1961, has touched upon more than one past life, in the context of cleaning up old issues unresolved at the close of certain past lives.
i feel that i have had lifetimes in which i have been a 'drinking, womanizing wastrel'.
at certain junctures of this lifetime, i have met certain karmic challenges positively. so now what?
i have years ahead of me, perhaps time to take on and continue with past issues not resolved.
a new phenomena for me has involved recently, kind of surprisingly for me, a return to a party-lifestyle, and a re-aquaintance with old cronies that i feel that i haven't interacted with in a couple of hundred years.
there is something for me to learn, here, in these accelerated times; something i didn't complete previously.
so, now, about dreams.
i have had, over the last several months, experienced terrifying, recurring dreams of being stalked by a tiger. the dreams are totally terrifying, and involve me trying to figure a way to get away from the tiger, usually in a house with doors that don't close properly, and garden gates easily leapt by said tiger.
i suspect that these dreams relate to my having taken on a new (old) karmic calling.
i run the risk of being taken by the tiger, if i don't expeditiously deal with these past lives of excess. indeed, in one dream, the tiger took my arm in his mouth, and then got playful...and the dream ended there, with me awakening in a cold sweat.
i take it all to be a communication from my higher self to quickly deal with these new challenges -- indeed, my current dalliance with these new paradigms has proven to be an escape mechanism in regards to facing a calling from my higher self to face more clearly my invitation to myself to be a channeller of my higher self!
i think the tiger dreams are warnings of the potential inherent within me to fritter away a chance to hugely increase my chances to awaken further to who i am.
i feel i have re-taken the challenges of perhaps more than one past life in which i have not resolved issues of drinking and carousing.
funny it should happen at this stage of life! but i know these are issues that i haven't dealt with, and this seems to be the most direct way of dealing with them, as if taking the bull by the horns.
i have a love, to whom i am true. i know that much is resolved.
i met her within the parameters of a partying type of scenario, although with an element of instant knowing. (go figure!) and, so far, much has been worked through. it's not a co-dependent relationship, i have witnessed a true awakening in another, and the becoming is a steep curve. much good is happening! much has been ameliorated. much meeting of our selves is happening. so it's all kind of good. it wouldn't have happened any other way.
and the changing of the seasons is upon us.
much love, mark
New world rising from the shambles of the old...
i want to share a dream i had a few months ago that i think is pertinent to all who are awakening. during the dream and upon reflection, i believe it deals with the "powers that be" and their desperate graspings to retain control.
i find myself in a parking lot walking towards an unidentified manufacturing facility of some sort. there are no signs and no writing of any sort on the building. as i enter, a maintenance worker is walking very quickly down the side hall, watching me out of the corner of his eye. i become suspicious and remind myself to watch out for him.
like the outside of the building the inside is very basic, very plain. i find myself in a business meeting. this meeting is taking place in what looks like a high school classroom, with the combo chair/desks and one central table. there are about six men and women present (not counting me). they are well dressed business types, all very attractive people. the leader of the meeting, a stereotypical tall, dark and handsome white male, is going over business plans. there is sense of desperation in his presentation. things have not been going well for the company it seems.
i find myself back in the main corridor. again, very plain! not even a door in this hallway....it winds down and down around corners, going to lower floors. i find a room where some women are being forced to learn some kind of exercises. i do not want to be detected by the goose-stepping type female instructor, so i quickly make my way back down the hall. this time i discover a tunnel in the upper part of the hall. i pull myself up into it and land in the lowest level, the boiler room, which has a garage door open to the rear of the building. who do i see there? the maintenance man, who is african-american. i am white, so i assume this man represents my subconscious. (see announcements for "david's suggestions for dream analysis") and i was leery of him at first! (laughing at myself!) anyway, he and i walk outside and go to the side of the building. i see a bunch of very large balloons, like blimp airships, on cables attached to the building. they are advertising a popular brand of import beer. i telepathically ask him what's the story with them. he says the powers that be (people in boardroom) have made little profit recently and are using what little they've made for advertising.
this dream doesn't make for a blockbuster action movie, but i find it very comforting and it helps me not get caught up in fear. the boardroom is pretty obvious as representing big business. the fact that the meeting is in a shabby high school classroom shows that "all that glitters is not gold." the maintenance worker (who maintains, fixes, repairs, keeps things working) i think is definitely my subconscious telling me "to be cool". i think this message could be extended to any and all who resonate with it. now, for the women exercising, that may be some of my own stuff to heal not sure at this point.
if you've made it this far, might as well relate part of another dream:
this occurred at the tail-end of a bout of pneumonia. (fortunately this was stay-home-from-work-pneumonia, not-go-to-the-hospital pneumonia.) once i accepted that i was majorly out of balance, i asked myself what had i done or not done to get this way. i had some insights, which are pertinent to me, and frankly would probably bore others, so i'll try to get to the point.
point: i am dreaming. there is another tall, dark, handsome guy off to my left, the side denoting service to self. on my right are two or three other people. they are also service to self polarized. however, they are novices compared to the guy on my left. the very important thing is that the guy on the left, mr. sts leader-type guy, has just committed to becoming service to others oriented. he literally has seen the light. he is very happy and is trying to teach his pupils, the still sts people. they are quite perplexed.
here i go again, walking down a hall to the left and then turning left again. this is where i confronted the actual cause of my pneumonia. yes, there were probably bacteria and/or other microorganisms growing out of control in my lungs. yes, the antibiotics did help heal me. no, that is not the whole story. something happened first for these conditions to manifest.
meanwhile, back at the hallway, i confronted, or i should say, was confronted by these unseen entities. they were definitely negatively polarized and invisible in the dream. they came into my thoughts and i could hear them speaking/hissing, kind of like the black riders in the lord of the rings. i don't recall exactly what i said, but the words came out of me spontaneously. i do remember putting my hands over my third chakra, something i recall from a carlos castaneda book -a way to protect my energy, i think; and i told them "the christ is within me." that statement made them whisp away quick, fast, and in a hurry. with that i felt a great sense of relief.
this dream had a general message, i believe, in that a powers-that-be leader had joined the light. the lower level sts folks were left clueless and powerless. this dream, of course, had great significance for me personally. i feel like i really did "battle" some unseen, but very much felt and heard, negative entities. thank god some higher aspect of myself took over and not my ego!
thanks for reading
lots of love,
Dreams and their interpretations
not last night but the night before, i was lightly sleeping and i heard a soft male voice speak the words, " just keep you mind and heart simple, than your whole body will glow bright and they will be able to find you when they come to gather you, tell others.."
i've been trying to keep a log of my dreams for a while now. i find that the prospect of interpreting them is a maddening affair. i find it hard to see what the symbolism represents, and dreams can have many different interpretations based on just david's suggestions. most of it seems so very complex.
i have had 2 strange dreams thought i thought were worth mentioning.
in one dream i had done something to hurt my wife, in fact it had gone so far as to crush her. i felt remorse and guilt, then wanted to change what i had done. i ended up on some website where i could 'browse' the past, seeing scenes or clips from each moment. i went back in time to prevent myself from hurting her in the first place.
this only caught my attention because in the seth books, seth talks about changing the past, and even david talks about it a little as well. they both make mention that the past isn't written in ink like we have been conditioned to believe, but rather in pencil, you can rewrite it if you know how. in the seth books, one person mentioned going into the past in her dreams and changing it.
the other dream i just had last night. i was at home and my truck was broken down or not being used. it had been sitting so long in the yard that the neighbors came along and stole my tires.. they had even stripped some of the hardware from the wheels as well. i was so devastated and upset that i screamed, i was determined to change it. so i created new ones.. i actually go around to each wheel well, fully expecting the wheel to show up. each one shows up, i make sure to 'solidify' them by using each of my senses, i touch them, rubbing my hands over them, i smell the new rubber, i feel the texture and see the newness of each one. after i'm done, my truck has 4 brand new tires, high grade ones too.
this one struck me because of the way i 'manifested' the tires. i knew how to do this, had very little doubt and just did it like it was the most natural thing to do. doubtless the symbology here has little to do with the manifesting a tire, but with something else. i've had other dreams as well where 'intention' was able to manifest things, such as driving objects and such. i remember a few dreams where i would be in a chair, and i could get it to move with the power of my intent only. i would drive the chair around town and such, getting as fast as i could go. those where fun dreams.
around a week ago on the lead up to the last full moon i had a wonderful dream with david wilcock in it. first, i was walking up a long winding valley path with a big bundle of goods. i dropped a pair of blue sandshoes. david went back and collected them for me. we then had a short discussion before david went busily on his way. next i am on the second floor of an old boatshed that my parents used to own and i grew up in. out of nowhere, thousands and thousands of maggots cover the floors. i busily sweep them up into huge piles. i then jumped to another scene where i still had all the maggots that i swept up but i am now on a fishing trawler. i throw all the maggots into the ocean. the maggots attracted huge numbers of fish into the wake of the trawler. the trawlers nets were already out so this led to a massive catch for the fishermen.
i thought i would add a few interpretation points and i am also open to further suggestions:
1. the big bundle of good represents materialism.
2. the blue sandshoes. david and i discussed another of my dreams some years ago where there were some monks who had blue robes on. david made the point that blue is the colour of communication. so i believe that this part of the dream was a suggestion i share it to david. as i don’t have his email these days i thought here was the next best place. btw i have no idea what the sandshoes mean. maybe they are for a journey?
3. maggots on the other hand are definitely a negative entity to my mind. i live on a sheep property and if a sheep is said to be “struck”, it means that the sheep’s body is being invaded by maggots which have been delivered by flies.
4. the ocean and water generally, is symbolic of energy to me in my dreams and meditations. i suspect that the change in scene from the boatshed to the fishing trawler is symbolic of the change in energy predicted by david’s model when the solar system moves into a higher density.
5. finally, the result of the change in density is going to lead to a positive change in polarity for many negative entities.
ok, it is probably all wrong this interpretation but it is fun to do anyway.
yours the pseudo buddhist anarchist embracing peaceful change,
A dream of inhering in a field of condensed space
dream from last night:
i find myself standing freely in a field of space with others around me. the consistency of space is thick, like gelatin, or a viscious fluid.
this thickness permeates my very consciousness, and is in fact an extension of it.
i am aware that something has shifted in the nature of things that leads space to feel this way. i understand that this is simply how things will be from now on.
the people around me freely occupy their own place within this unity of condensed space. the conscious space we inhere in is clearly shared to a seamless degree by everyone. it is an ease of effortless unity in this way, in which our consciousness seamlessly permeates the surround we inhere in, allowing us to stand in each other's midst with an effortless recognition of our undiminished uniqueness as individual beings.
the oily density of the unified space we share makes this recognition of our individuality so easy. a living continuum -- spanning our shared unity down to our individual uniqueness -- is as unbroken and as clear as the living space we inhere in.
we don't have to try to give each other room to be as we are. just feeling this vast unity of conscious space so tangibly in both body and awareness (which are one, yet distinguished) grants endless room for us to exist and inhere in our total individuality as uniquely living beings.
everything is obviously alive in this condition. and all of this is perfectly ordinary. i understand in the dream that this condensation of space is what we have become, and that there is no going back. it's just the way things are now. our humanity remains human; our reality remains real. everything is just as it is, only perhaps even moreso than before somehow.
Last edited by fiz; 10-31-2007 at 01:39 PM.
mawk -- great dream! thanks too for your pithy interpretation.
btw, do you think it would it be helpful if we had a whole section on this forum devoted to sharing dreams?
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