As I woke up this morning I saw a young man around the age of 30. He was so beautiful ageless, timeless, eternal. I didn’t know who he was at first but then he opened his eyes and stared directly into my soul as we connected and in that moment I knew exactly who he was. It was my dad. The connection was intense with a deep profound sense of knowing. His eyes were the color of the sun.
In last nights dream I became lucid and found myself in a building trying to find my way out toward freedom. I am feeling a sense of confinement and I don’t know the people around me. As I move about, I take note of the ethers that make up the dream. It illuminates with my thoughts. There are small etheric people within the ethers who pulsate light and color within their bodies in response to my thought. They look like brine shrimp as the energy pulsates within the ethers.
As i stand still observing their behavior I see that my ability to create color has developed over time. Now I experience complex shades of gray-blue. I also note that the color black has taken on a new form, a delicate lattice not to be feared. I see the letters 88 or HH appearing in the lattice.
As I walk through one door and emerge in another room very different from the previous I somehow know that I am in the same room. I then will myself to go outside as I walk through a white door before me, I see people walking about not unlike on any city street. They all appear to have purpose in being here going about their business. I will myself to fly but seem to struggle getting very far up off the ground and not sufficient to clear the buildings. I wonder if I should conform to walking like the others in this dimension. I also wonder what I look like to them or if they even know I exist in their world.