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I dreamed that humanity had two components: the Divine quality or 'soul' that was good and the quality of Man which was evil. I was in the UK. The world was in an upheaval, on the constant verge of disorder, in the midst of a struggle over whether the majority of humans would keep their Divine nature or remove the mantle of their Divine and wear the cloak of their Man nature instead.
There was one powerful, evil man who had denied his Divine nature long ago. He was a wizard and used his powers to manipulate, fly, turn into smoke, whatever was necessary to convert as many people as possible. He was leading a coup over the entire human population, attempting to make them follow in his footsteps and wear their evil Man nature instead of the Divine. Many people, politicians, leaders, losers, lovers gave in to his pressure, some hestitantly and some very willingly as their spirits were that of Man already. There was a small movement of those who resisted and refused to deny their Divine nature. They went into hiding and were nearly impossible to find, but somehow in the dream, I knew that they were planning a resistance... it just hadn't been executed yet. I wished that it had.
I was pregnant. At one point early on in the dream I remember meeting with a leader over lunch. We were sitting at the table together and he was telling me about my baby and how important the baby would be to protecting me and all the other people who resisted. He told me to look under the table where I was sitting. When I did, I saw that there was gold dust powder all over the ground and floating in the air from my baby. I knew I had to protect it.
Around that time in the dream, I noticed that I was beginning to have tooth problems. It was my back, bottom, right molar that was getting loose, and it began to hurt. Progressively it grew infected. I was captured by Men and brought to a concentration camp of sorts in the mountains, only instead of capturing those who refused to give up their Divine nature, the camp was filled with people who had solely embraced their Man nature instead. It became night.
The camp had organized itself: there was a doctor, a dentist, a system by which people could leave, etc. My teeth began to shatter (only I consistenly had all of my teeth throughout the dream. The shards were accumulating in my mouth from who-knows-where). I had to keep the shards in my mouth because I never found an opportune time to spit them out where I wasn't being watched by men. I asked for a meeting with the dentist before the tooth issue got really bad. I told him how my molar felt and that I had shards of teeth in my mouth and asked to be taken to France so that I could get it taken care of. He refused to believe me that I had a problem.
I somehow made it outside of the building at one point in the dream. There were cars constantly dropping off more and more people. At one point I thought that I should try to escape in one of the cars and join the people in the resistance, but my mouth was getting so full of shards of enamel that I could not talk. I worried that the people with their Divine nature would not want me because of my teeth. I spit out one mouthful of splintery enamel on the ground and picked the slivers of enamel that had gotten stuck out of my tongue. Every time I pulled some of the slivers out, it felt better, but more took their place in a quicker amount of time than before. While outside, I spit out a second batch of enamel splinters- this time it was yellowish green and congealed with a pussy mucus from my infected and loose molar.
While contemplating hopping into one of the vehicles, I saw the evil Lord fly in from the sky. He flew in front of the full moon and down into the courtyard garden in a cloud of smoke. I went back inside to see him. While in the courtyard, before he landed, I had a chance to look around at all of the people who had thrown off their Divine nature. Every single person was missing the irises and pupils of their eyes. They only had whites during the night, and they were glowing bright and lanky in the dark, squinted in evil gestures toward one another.
The Lord landed. He addressed the people in the courtyard. He gave a most eloquent speech, filled with the gesticulations of a well-articulated manipulator. He looked directly at me and said something to the group about how important I was. I could tell he wanted me for something, some part of his plan. I wondered if I had cast off my Divine and become Man too because no one was hostile towards me. It was almost as though I was one of them. I wondered why I was walking around with a mouthfull of shards of sharp enamel. Then I woke up.
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I dreamed that I was with my mom going out with her on a hike in the desert. We had to climb a tall, steep hill to get to the bouldery top. When we got to the hill, it was even more steep than I had imagined. I could not tell the colors very well in this part of the dream, so I didn't distinguish that there were snow drifts we had to climb up. We had no climbing gear, so we dug our fingers into the side of the frozen snowbank and proceeded to inch our way diagonally up what appeared to be a path of some sort. There was a little ledge for our feet sometimes, but not much of a foothold at all. The side of the cliff had a small but dangerous overhang, so although most of our climb was vertical, there was a part of the time that we were climbing with our backs pointing toward the ground. When we came to a part we could walk around freely, I found VERY steep snowy path that led straight up to the top. We were dismayed but began the climb anyway. I do not know if we ever reached the top because my dream changed.
All of a sudden, I was hanging out at Benson's house waiting for Zak to get there. We were watching TV in his room on his bed and not doing much else. We did that for so long that I had to pee really bad. For some reason, we decided to take a shower. There was nothing sexual about the shower at all, and Benson looked very shy. He peed in the shower, so i peed too. Then we went back to his messy room to watch more videos.
Then I went back to work for Build.com, but it was in a fancy skyscraper building with lots of windows, light and open space inside. I remember the stairway/escalator up to the offices on the second floor was spacious. No one would orient me at to how to do the job, even though there were four managers or more who could have done it. Instead, I got thrown into a group of ppl who had to fill out a questionnaire of 7 questions about whether or not to fire Ben Siam. I guess he had had sex with a girl who worked there and was in serious trouble over it. They were bringing focus groups into one of the 2nd floor offices and having the groups fill out the questionnaire.
It was a little horizontal white hand-flyer sized piece of paper with black ink questions. We were given pencils to fill them out. The groups were being facilitated by a man with crazy Einstein hair. There was a girl sitting next to me who had befriended me at work, and she told me to circle 'True' on one of the questions (which by the way, the questions ran backwards on the flyer. There were two columns of questions, and #1 was on the right side and #7 was on the left). I was hesitant to do it, but I wanted her to trust and like me, so I did. Then Elise came into the room and told me to circle 'False' for that question instead. I pretended not to have understood the question, so I erased it and hesitantly circled 'False'. The girl who had told me to circle 'True' was just finishing up and turning in her questionnaire and saw me do that.
Then all of a sudden, we were no longer in the office at a table, we were in a campsite at night sitting at a picnic table. There were people sitting to my right, and at the end of the table were the proctors of the questionnaire. They felt like they were guards. They were also being super loud, and I could not concentrate so I stood up and yelled at them to stop, then immediately asked them very politely to quiet down if they must continue talking.
Then all of a sudden I was hiking to a strange place- not on Earth- and slipping in the sand on the hills. There was a sandstone bridge that twisted and turned in the middle. I was hiking with a couple of guys (I think one of them may have actually been Guy) and leading the group. When I got to the turn on the bridge, it had been washed out. There was lots of loose sand and it was a bit hilly. I slipped in it and almost fell off the walkway. Some men coming out from the other side saved me and pulled me up. Then they pointed out a huge spider on a wall a little ways off that our path was leading us to. Eventually, we would have to walk under it. The spider was huge and looked like a tarantula- light brown, with dark brown hair, and rusty red highlights. I could see there was a person attempting to cross the path beneath it. I was very afraid of it, and that's all I remember.
Last night I was reading about Jungian soul images and shadow images in dreams.
In the snow, I never felt the coldness even though my fingers turned red.
During the hike in the sandstone ridge at the end, it was solving one puzzle after another to carry on to our destination. I don't recall what we had to do though.
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I woke up to a dream this morning wherein I was confronted by a gigantic dark figure. Although I do not remember the events of my dream that led up to the Being's arrival, I do recall seeing it approach me from a short distance away out of the corner of my eye.
It had huge bulky shoulders and a rectangular/squarish head. It had no distinguishable facial features except for two pronounced bright white eyes that were shaped like two perfect circles. It's eyes flickered from deep inside with white burning flames which grew so intense sometimes that they would flutter outside of its sockets and lick its brow. The Being's robe was a dark, shadowy black and was so long that it covered it's entire massive body and then some. It's sleeves draped deep down about his legs, and I could not see it's feet. It's hands were strong, thick and slow. Like an old man's hands, they were filled with patience and a self-contained wisdom. They appeared block-like yet gentle in my sight.
When it approached, it's solid gait and looming presence demanded my attention. Even though it became the only thing I could see (because it was so close and so big), it did not feel threatening or dangerous, and yet, I was still wary of it's sudden appearance and afraid. It did not speak, and I felt uneasy. It appeared that we were floating through cloudy mist at this point in the dream.
It then procured a white sword, but I knew that it did not want to fight. The sword shifted shapes. Sometimes it was a sword, sometimes, a long, white circular cylinder, back and forth. No matter what it looked like, however, it constantly radiated a bright white like from within its core (like the Being's eyes). The Being gave me the sword and then proceed to enact a series of slow gestures which I could tell it wanted me to repeat while holding the sword. I nodded my head that I understood what it wanted me to do. It then picked up a smaller dagger with no luminescence to it, and together we repeated the postures with our swords (which at that point, my sword had actually turned into a long, thin cylinder).
As we finished this practice, the light from within the core of my cylinder slowly grew dim. The Being looked very disappointed while it took the sword back and gave me it's dagger to hold on to. As the Being held the sword with both hands, it focused it's energy and suddenly the sword was filled with such a brilliance that I grew terrified. It was as quick as a light bulb turning on! I held the dagger up with both of my hands and stood in place to defend myself from the power just demonstrated, but I could tell that this Being did not want to harm me.
We practiced the postures together again. This time, it held the sword and I held the dagger. I studied how it moved and could tell that it was demonstrating the way it should be done for me. Mid-practice, I woke up.
This was dreamed on a Thursday last week. Last Monday was the beginning to Kayleen's Red Book circle, where we were asked to ponder what the Spirit of the Depths feels like to us... It has taken me several days (it's now Sunday) to realize that this Being could be the archetype of my Spirit of the Depths appearing to teach me... The night that I fell asleep and had this dream was the same night that I had just read a portion of Inner Work about archetypes. I had asked my subconscious to let me meet an archetype in a dream, and I believe I got to!