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November 12, 2007

The Sonar Stream

This seemed an appropriate dream to place here. In the dream I am about to take a shower. I walk into the shower stall and turn on the water. I then notice the stream of water isn’t hitting me. The stream seems to be falling short vanishing in mid air. I step out of the shower to look at this peculiarity from a distance. Sure enough the water stream is vanishing just above where my head would be. Somehow I know the cause of the interference. It is the sonar stream; an intense sound wave that scatters the water and creates a fine mist. I stick my hand in to prove to myself that my hand would be wet if I passed it through the stream. I do so feeling my fingers. Sure enough my fingers are wet. I decide to attempt to take a shower allowing the stream to do its work. I have faith that my body will be cleansed when I am done. Upon stepping out of the shower my partner tells me that he has received an invitation. Knowing there is something strange going on here for which I need more direct answers to I decide to ask him a probing question. I’m now semi-lucid. Turning to him, I ask point-blank, “Where are they inviting you to?” Seemingly confused that I am asking him a probing question, he does not answer. Again I ask him sternly, “Where are they inviting you to?” I hear the sound of my voice clearly as it resonates within me waking me up from out of the dream. I maintain my dream awareness and remain in bed with my eyes closed. Tongue tied he still does not answer looking around not knowing what to do. Knowing I must get an answer from him before the dream slips, I again in an unwavering voice ask him, “WHERE ARE THEY INVITING YOU TO!?!” Somewhat annoyed, he finally answers, “I’m not gay.”

November 5, 2007

The Emerald Eyes of Poseidon

I am at Sunset Harbour watching the boats go by. There is a ship coming in to dock. It makes its’ turn but is coming in too fast. Someone is going to be injured. It hit the wall of the dock and bounces like a rubber ball making one complete rotation in the air. Upon hitting the water it bounces again and is propelled in the air toward the land where I am standing. It lands several feet in front of me and begins to slide down the hill toward the water. I’m hoping the boat will slide gently enough to allow it a safe landing. Upon hitting the water the ship capsizes. My consciousness now is down below the water watching the injured scurry for their lives. I’m amazed that my consciousness moved so quickly and is viewing these events with such clarity. There is one person who appears to be dead. His body is now floating at the surface of the water. I then wake up and grabbed my voice recorder to record the details of the dream. Afterwards, I lay back down and began my meditation. In a vision I saw a man with piercing glowing emerald eyes. Trauma and turmoil like the unpredictability of the oceans are a part of life. It happens to the best of us.

The dream reminded me of the Poseidon Adventure so when I got to work I looked for an image to display with the dream. Coincidentally and to my surprise, I found the I found an image of a statue showing the piercing emerald green eyes of Poseidon. However, this image was not my favorite. I preferred the bearded images of Poseidon. So here I will display both to honor my dream. I learned that Poseidon is actually the god Neptune and is the brother of Zeus.

Emerald Eyes of Poseidon The funny thing is I had a great deal of turmoil arise after this dream in a personal situation which I’ll try to describe vaguely. Someone I know said something about someone else in a group of people. I don’t know the person he was talking about, but I did feel strongly that what he had said about the other person was slimy and very inappropriate and not in keeping with the spiritual principles and our traditions in recovery. I confronted the person about his actions. I also discussed my feelings without specifics to others. In the end, this person’s words came back around to bit him in the ass. He then accused me of having repeated what I heard him say of the other person to that person. I was unable to reason with him. The situation seemed to just get worse from there. He made all sorts of threatening comments to me and is now even threatening to sue me. Of course, I know it is all talk because there is no basis for a lawsuit. This could be what my dream was trying to alert me to. In the end, this person decided to to part with our support group. In essence this event killed his recovery because he could not face his own actions. The man is dead to his recovery.

November 1, 2007

An Extraterrestrial Visit

This was another incredible dream. In the dream, I find myself at work. A co-worker is being transferred into my team. He was a valued member and lead analyst in his previous group. I use to hold his position early in my career and at that time he was my second in command. Prior to this, we had been discussing that he was rightly deserving of a merit increase and a corresponding increase in pay. I was behind him on his request although I was no longer his superior. Now I see that they honored his request by moving him into my team. I counsel him by explaining that with this move he should now be entitled to two merit increases, one for his previous role for which he was rightly overdue and one for his new responsibilities. I ask him if they had granted him both. He smiles and tells me that he is simply happy and thankful to now hold the title of Engineer and to be working alongside of me.

He has two monitors that he has brought with him which he hangs on the wall in the workspace we both share. I’m worried that the way he has anchored the bolts that secure the monitor to the wall will place our work area at risk of having the monitor come loose and injure someone. I tell him he must secure the monitor if he intends to leave them there.

We are now outside admiring the night sky. As I’m looking at him and his shoulder length hair I become lucid. I’m now quietly comparing my co-workers image to his image in real life. Their features are not similar. The dream co-worker is much different from my memory of my real life co-worker. What makes me associate the two? As I’m contemplating this I see a space craft in the night’s sky amidst the many stars. I immediately draw my dream co-worker’s attention to the space craft. At first he doesn’t believe me. Yes, I tell him it is a space craft. The craft has 4 distinct layers or tiers. I begin hailing the craft telepathically by raising my arms in the air. I tell my co-worker to watch the way the craft is maneuvering. In this way he will know it is in fact a space craft. My co-worker is now also convinced that it is a space craft. The craft then maneuvers a shuttle craft and lands behind me within three blinks of an eye. It happened so quickly I barely had time to turn around. The inhabitants of the craft are now walking toward me. They are human in appearance. It is all happening so quickly. They are coming at me so fast that I have to take several steps back.

The surprise of the approach wakes me up out of my sleep. I open my eyes to see a large slender green alien creature coming toward me in my bedroom. He is at least 8 feet tall. I immediately raised my palm toward him and placed a loving image in my mind. I immediately saw streams of rainbow colored light flowing from me to him. His image became illuminated as he stopped in his tracks. The image disappeared and I got up out of bed to run to the restroom.

When I returned to bed I recorded the details of the dream/vision and began to meditate. I was hoping to go back there. After a few moments, I had a vision where I was on board their space craft. They were celebrating. They knew I was watching. They gathered together 5 of them to do a line dance for me which was reminiscent of the childhood. They wanted to let me know they had received my message and were joyous and above all peaceful.

October 31, 2007

The Knight That Brought The Ghost Of Mary Magdelene

Last night I had a very unusual dream. I am at a men’s club with my ex. Along with the regular activities of the club there are now also some spiritually focused activities. I decide to leave my ex behind to attend one of the prayer workshops. Once the workshop is completed, I return to see if I can see my ex. I notice that even though it is 12 midnight the sun has just dawned. I am looking around for my ex but it appears that he has left because his locker number 12 has been vacated. His room 112 is also empty. Someone sarcastically says to me, “Well I guess your partner left you.” Instead of feeling sad about it, I am feeling happy that now this turn of events might open new opportunities for me.

I then see a group of people gathering who say there is a ghost among them. It is the ghost of Mary Magdalene. They are trying to look for the apparition to see it with their own eyes. Knowing I’m good at seeing ghosts, I enter the crowd to see if I can spot the ghost of Mary Magdalene. I then enter into a dark room. I’m trying to gather myself together by putting my wallet in my pocket but I notice that my wallet is much thinner than before. All of the sudden I am swept up from behind by an invisible force. The forward motion lifts me off my feet and carries me away. The swift forward motion literally woke me up. My whole body moved forward in my bed causing me to strain my back and shoulder such that now those parts of me were hurting. I opened my eyes to defend myself. When I opened my eyes there was a woman floating above my head. She had a luminous purple and magenta cloud around her. I gave her a mean and unwelcome stare but I was unsure if she was responsible for this action.

Confused with what was going on, I immediately closed my eyes to return to the dream. I wanted to confront what it was that had pushed me forward so abruptly. Laying in bed now I could still feel the ache of my back and shoulder. I remained with my eyes closed to continue the dream. Fully lucid and awake now, the dream resumed. Before me there was an armor shield with an armored knight behind it. The shield had embossed on it the image of a square. That square was sub-divided into four smaller squares. Three of the squares were ornately designed with the exception of the fourth square in the upper right corner which was solid black. Faced with my aggressor, I tried to mentally remove the armor shield from between us but I could not move it or change its position in any way. At a standoff, I decided to open my eyes and address this issue from my 3^rd dimensional reality. Upon opening my eyes, the image of the woman was still before my eyes. I relaxed and meditated and gently raised my palm to acknowledge her presence. I then placed a loving thought in my mind and sent healing energy to her. Her continence illuminated with brilliant orange and yellow hues. Her image then slowly faded and I got up out of bed to go to the bathroom. Upon returning to bed I recorded all the detail of the dream.

October 30, 2007

Where the Angels Play

Last night I had a dream where I find myself in the arms of God. He holds me in his arms as I sleep. In the dream, I wake up and realize where I am. I realize that this is where I have longed to be. I then start making baby noises, baby talk of some sort. Even though I can’t yet speak I am able to communicate with my Love. I can hear the beat of his heart and mine responding to his. I am happy to finally be in this place that I have longed for.

I nestle my face and nose into his chest. As I do this, I immediately transition into an alternate reality and my surroundings change. I am in a state of ecstasy flying over the turquoise blue waters of what seems to be the Florida Keys. I am flying inches above the surface of the water with an ease that is so natural and free. I have not a fear in the world. I can feel the wind and the ocean spay against my chest and belly. I then choose to land in the shallow waters just of the coast. I am amazed that the waters here are so shallow that my feet are able to touch the sand below. I see others swimming and enjoying the waters around me. I am in heaven where the angels play.

This was such an incredible dream. When I awoke in the morning I couldn’t help but link this dream to the dream I had about the clown where my belly hit the surface of the water and I was forced to do a retake. Somehow I understood this dream to be telling me that I was somehow successful in the retake. This was the retake which allowed me to now experience God in this way.

October 29, 2007

The Inaugural Address

Last night I had a dream where I am now working for myself but as of yet I don’t have anything that I am called to do. I have a series of voting machines that my aunt Andrea donated to my new business. The power cords are still tie wrapped such that you can tell that the machines have never been used before. I am sitting there waiting for work to come in. I then receive a contract assignment from my former job as a paralegal to handle some state filings. I am happy to have received some work. I am then told that I have been selected to speak at the Presidential Inauguration. I am one of a few who have been hand picked to make a presentation speech. There is a memo being issued to the parents of those selected honoring them. It details the selection process and is apparent that to have been selected is one of the greatest honors based on merit achievement one could receive.

I woke up with a great sense of awe.

October 24, 2007

Confronted by the Achilles’ heel to see with the Eyes of God

Last night’s dreams came with a sense of profound importance. Twice I awoke abruptly to see the presence of spirit energy before my eyes. The first dream was somewhat of a false awakening except I was not in the process of awakening but instead I was in the process of being put to sleep.

I normally keep my wallet on the nightstand beside my bed. In the dream I notice someone casually walking through my house. He did not look suspicious but I somehow knew I could not trust him. He seemed to have come looking for something specific. He passed by my wallet and I knew he had found what he had come for. I immediately got up in the dream. My wallet was still on the nightstand but I knew it was not my wallet he was after it was my identity. I called to my attendant to intercede and block him from leaving the house. The man was rushing down the stairs but at the bottom of the stairs was standing my attendant. I went for it and jump propelling my heels forward in the air down the stairs as I back kick him with my heel giving him a great blow to the forehead.

The impact woke me up. I awoke to find his head wrapped in my arms in a neck lock as I stuggled to drag him into my world to hold him accountable. I could litterally feel the touch of his body against mine. I opened my eyes and saw the man now knocked unconscious struggling to get up off the floor. His image appeared floating above me as he lain sideways with his legs drawn to one side. He looked at me as if to say, “Why did you attack me?” I immediately sat up in bed and pointed at him and telepathically told him, “You are the one who stole my identity.” He looked at me shocked and in total disbelief. Angered, I got up out of bed and walked down the hallway and sat on the commode for a few minutes while I attempted to calm down. I then returned to bed and recorded the details of what had just happened in my voice recorder.

I meditated until I started to drift off again. I immediately returned to the scene of the crime. I became aware that in having had my identity stolen, I had in essence lost my ability to see. Knowing this and knowing I was lucid now in this visioning state, I envisioned through my third eye having now recovered my eyes. I now held my right eye in my right hand and my left in my left. I gently raised them up and placed them back into the sockets of my eyes. I opened my eyes (in the vision) and I immediately saw a radiant orange gladiator of a gentleman rush over to help supervise the operation. He was of the faerie realm. He looked at me and confirmed that I had placed them properly in my head.

I then heard a voice say, “Now he sees with the Eyes of God.” Amazed that now I could see collectively with my three eyes, I remained there intent on seeing the many colors of the rainbow. I watched as the beautiful colors swirled with pulsating light all around me. I wondered if my physical vision had changed any so I opened my physical eyes and saw the image of the radiant orange gladiator floating in my room watching over me. I noticed how the eyes of the gladiator were blue. He then gently closed his eyes and fell asleep before me. I too then closed my eyes and fell into a dream.

In the dream, I am visiting my ex Michael who now lives in California. He has invited me and my sister to stay at his place. As I walk into his apartment, I notice the same as being very small. It is a tiny one bedroom apartment. This is way too small to accommodate any number of guests but is perfectly suited for him alone. He has wonderful friendly neighbors and all the accommodations anyone could possibly ask for. They have community activities. One of those to which he takes my sister and I, is that of candle making. I want to have some time alone with Michael. So I close the door and we begin to talk. I am reminiscent of the times we spent together accompanying each other through life. I miss that time. I would like to have that again but I know that this situation is the best possible situation for Michael at this point in time. I know that he needs to be encouraged to remain where he is at. I can be happy that we had time to build together many candles that tower several feet high.

In the morning when I was going over my voice recordings from the night, it struck me as being curious that I struck the man with my heel. The word Achilles heel came to mind. I tried to think back to the story of Achilles but my mind confused it with the story of Oedipus and all I could remember was that he unknowingly marries his mother and has children by her. Somehow I knew there had to be more to the story.

When I got to work I looked up the story of Achilles.

An Achilles’ heel is a fatal weakness in spite of overall strength, actually or potentially leading to downfall. While the mythological origin refers to a physical vulnerability, metaphorical references to other attributes or qualities that can lead to their downfall are common. According to a myth arising later, his mother, Thetis, had dipped the infant Achilles in the river Styx, holding onto him by his heel, and he became invulnerable where the waters touched him — that is, everywhere but the areas covered by her thumb and forefinger — implying that only a heel wound could have been his downfall.

I immediately knew what the dream was referring to without question. Those fatal choices of that past if repeated would be my undoing. There is a Divine Intelligence that is speaking to me with wisdom beyond the physical. So my question now was, was my initial confusion between the Oedipus and Achilles stories intentional? I then went to look up the Oedipus story.

Oedipus was the son of Laius and Jocasta and became king of Thebes after killing his father, solving the riddle of the Sphinx and unknowingly marrying and having children by his mother.

Laius hears a prophecy that his son will kill him. Fearing the prophecy, Laius pierces Oedipus’ feet and leaves him out to die, but a herdsman finds him and takes him away from Thebes. Oedipus, not knowing he was adopted, leaves home in fear of the same prophecy that he would kill his father and marry his mother. Laius, meanwhile, ventures out to find a solution to the Sphinx’s riddle. As prophesied, Oedipus crossed paths with Laius and this leads to a fight where Oedipus slays Laius. Oedipus then defeats the Sphinx by solving a mysterious riddle to become king. He marries the widow queen Jocasta not knowing she is his mother. A plague falls on the people of Thebes. Upon discovery of the truth, Oedipus blinds himself and Jocasta hangs herself. After Oedipus is no longer king, Oedipus’ sons kill each other.

Wow…apparently it was intentional. How similar to my dream, where I too am blind. In solving the mystery of the Sphinx I regained my sight. We possibly have a continuation of the story here. Maybe these mythical stories are told for a reason. My subconscious mind seems to know them better than I do. You’d have to be blind in both eyes not to be able to see the synchronous threads here.

October 22, 2007

A Pebble in My Pocket

In this dream my friends and I are each playing a board game. We each have a board and some playing pieces. There are 6 players including me. I’m the only one sitting off to the side all alone. I’m thinking it is time for me to move over and join the group. An Indian comes around and places a rune in a empty jar beside me. They are speaking in the 3^rd person about what is going to happen to this rune and the fortune it will bring. They say that the guy will take this jar home which he does and before he knows it people will be putting money into the jar. Somehow I know they are referring to me. I am the person spoken of in the 3^rd person. I somehow understand that this dream refers to my request to change careers. Later after we have played several board games I look over at the jar and just as had been predicted the jar is now full of quarters.

October 18, 2007

The Golden Ring of the Seventh Heaven

I’ve been You Tube’ing lately. It is amazing what great works you can find. Speaking of the Seventh Ring in my Labyrinth dream I did in fact find a ring that day on You Tube a Golden Ring no less, a Golden Ring of the Seventh Heaven. It spoke to me in a way that rang true and resonated deep within me. I’ve been listening so some of the transmissions by this person known only to me by the name Rysa. I highly recommended them as I have found the voice to be empowering and aligned with the source of light that is also guiding me. We are called to unite with like minded souls to spread our knowledge of what has been revealed to us to others. He calls us the Wayshowers. I call us Lightworkers or Starseeds. We are known by many names but our calling is to help guide the way and lead the people out of darkness by carrying the lamp of higher consciousness to help awaken humanity out of the dream of life.

October 16, 2007

The Minotaur and the Labyrinth

This morning I had a dream where I am with my best friend Daniel who died many years ago. I am asking him if he knows the whereabouts of my friend Robert who I know also died many years ago. I had lost contact with him years before I found out he had died. Daniel tells me that he knows where to find him. He then takes me to where I can meet him. We find my friend Robert and after a few minutes I ask Robert about our old mutual friend Richard. I lost contact with Richard many years ago and I have no knowledge on what became of him. Robert tells me that he knows where he is. I ask him if he will help reunite me with him. He then takes me to where I might find him. Upon finding my friend Richard, we all sit and chat for a few minutes. I then ask Richard about our mutual friend Augusto. I’m sensing that they are now aware of the trick I am playing on them to help reunite us as one. Still unsure of my motive, Richard naively answers that he does know where Augusto is. We all then travel back in time to a period in our lives when we were all together as one. It is a good and happy time with many pleasant memories.

My fiend Daniel and I then leave to find a quiet place where we can continue our talk. I have a room that I rent at a nearby spa and resort which I invite him to. When we come onto the room I draw down the shade so that the management of the establishment won’t become aware that I brought with me a non-member. I’m caught by the management and told that I cannot bring non-members with me into this establishment. Daniel is angry because when he was alive he had a valid membership. He then calls upon the gay community to come with their chisels and picks to chip away at the wall they have constructed to keep people out. I’m thinking they are never going to be able to tear down the wall that separates us but in fact they are. The wall is now crumbling.

In tearing down the wall they expose a secret labyrinth. There is a man at its center struggling with a demon that has the head of a bull. I’m told if I want to confront the demon I can enter into the Seventh Ring. Knowing this is my own interior space the demon is occupying, I venture into the labyrinth to confront the demon. He is held behind an enclosed fence at the center of the labyrinth. The demon sees me and immediately jumps over the fence and aggressively comes at me. The shock wakes me up out of my sleep.

Now awake with my eyes open, I can see the demon before me. He has the head of a bull and the body of a man. All I can see is the fur around his eyes because his face is pressed up against mine. I can feel his heavy breath upon me. Without a second thought, I snarl back at the beast pushing into him to let him know that I am not threatened by its presence.

His image remained beside my bed for a long time as we locked eyes. I could see the red fiery anger in the pupils of his eyes. I had to go to the bathroom so I paid the beast no mind and got up and walked over to the bathroom. Determined not to be frightened I intentionally left the light off and sat in the darkness that was in my bathroom. When I was done I returned to bed where the image of the beast was now gone.

When I got to work I wanted to know the significance of the Seventh Ring. The only thing I could think of that referenced rings was Dante’s Divine Comedy which surfaced recently by chance in a previous dream titled, The Emperian Heaven of the Green Orb so I pulled up the Divine Comedy on Wikipedia and in the section of The Circles of Hell, I found the Seventh Circle.

Seventh Circle. This circle houses the violent. Its entry is guarded by the Minotaur.

My first question was what the heck is a Minotaur? I followed that clue and to my surprise found:

In Greek mythology, the Minotaur (Greek: Μῑνώταυρος, Mīnṓtauros) was a creature that was said to be part man and part bull.^[1] It dwelt at the center of the Labyrinth, which was an elaborate maze-like construction built for King Minos of Crete and designed by the architect Daedalus to hold the Minotaur.

Here I was lead back to the labyrinth. It was now apparent that the beast I encountered this morning was a Minotaur. Now my question is what is the significance of the labyrinth? I don’t know anything about them other than the fact that they are a maze.

In Greek mythology, the Labyrinth (Gk. λαβύρινθος labyrinthos) was an elaborate structure constructed for King Minos of Crete and designed by the legendary artificer Daedalus to hold the Minotaur, a creature that was half man and half bull and which was eventually killed by the Athenian hero Theseus. Daedalus had made the Labyrinth so cunningly that he himself could barely escape it after he built it.^[1] Theseus was aided by Ariadne, who provided him with a fateful thread, literally the “clew,” or “clue,” to wind his way back again.

The term labyrinth is often used interchangeably with maze, but modern scholars of the subject use a stricter definition. For them, a maze is a tour puzzle in the form of a complex branching passage with choices of path and direction; while a single-path (“unicursal”) labyrinth has only a single Eulerian path to the center. A labyrinth has an unambiguous through-route to the center and back and is not designed to be difficult to navigate.

Prehistoric labyrinths are believed to have served as traps for malevolent spirits or as defined paths for ritual dances. In medieval times, the labyrinth symbolized a hard path to God with a clearly defined center (God) and one entrance (birth).

Labyrinths can be thought of as symbolic forms of pilgrimage; people can walk the path, ascending toward salvation or enlightenment. Many people could not afford to travel to holy sites and lands, so labyrinths and prayer substituted for such travel. Later the religious significance of labyrinths faded, and they served primarily for entertainment, though recently their spiritual aspect has seen a resurgence.