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I dreamed that Alan and I were at a place like Sierraville Hot Springs. We were going down to swim in the hot springs, but the springs was iced over with very thick ice. The water was also mixed with an icy chlorine natural swimming pool. It made it feel very tense in the air because something just wasn't quite right about the feeling of that place- people come to those environments to relax and be surrounded by the health of nature, not to have the beautiful waters polluted by chlorine...
At any rate, some people tried to help us break the ice through in a spot close to where we guessed the authentic spring to be. We wanted to get to the good water underneath (or at least as good of water as could be found close to the source of the spring before it got mixed in with the chlorine. Once we finally broke through the ice, we were only able to make a very small hole for two people to go into together. I do not ever remember being in that hole together with Alan. I vaguely remember maybe ice skating around the pool to try to get a better look at the pool and the scenery. It was snowy and white and winter.
We did this every day for a couple of days. The weird part about being in the hole is that once someone got into the water through the little hole that we had created, the ice would eventually break all over the pool and melt away making it possible for others to get into the pool too. Every day we would go down there, but we would never hang out with each other. Alan would always hang out with other people.
It was Christmastime. The last day we were there, I took Alan down after the spring had closed to the public because I wanted to show him the decorations on the rocks and the tiled stepping stones and the trees that were set up. I was completely taken by them, and I wanted to share that with Alan, but he was not interested at all. Instead, he was dismissive.
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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 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!