Lucid Intent? No
This dream has been viewed 4027 times.I find myself inside a deep beautiful crystal cavern that is the home of the wise old magician Merlin.
I am nearing the end of a very lengthy quest which has had me searching far and wide for the five Platonic solids in crystal form. I have located four of them but have been unable to find the last one to complete the set which happens to be the tetrahedron.
Merlin’s cave is beautifully lit with stalagmites and stalactites glowing radiantly and with many of his own beautiful crystals placed thoughtfully on the stony ledges.
Merlin suddenly appears as if out of nowhere dressed in a long robe and skullcap, he is extremely friendly and amiable and looks at me with a loving wise face.
I explain to Merlin my quest and I ask him where I can find the missing crystal to complete my collection and set, he explains in a knowing and sage kind of way that the last polyhedron cannot be found like a mere physical treasure like the other gems were but has to be summoned and manifested by the seeker.
Merlin as if reading my thoughts explains to me that the tetrahedron is brought into existence by ‘applying pressure’.
I’m puzzled by this vague explanation so the magician demonstrates to me by hovering his thumb just above one of the rocky work top like ledges of his cave, Merlin then pushes down or ‘applies pressure’ in mid-air just above the rocky ledge.
I see that he seems to meet some resistance just as if he were pushing against a firm cushion of air, the harder he pushes the more the resistance builds until something magical happens.
I notice that there is something mental going on here to do with the power of the mind, and after a while of concentrating very hard with a focused, closed eyed frown I see a beautiful naturally formed tetrahedron of amber or topaz slowly appear as if out of thin air in the high pressure space in-between Merlin’s thumb and stony workspace.
Merlin quickly snaps out of his trance and lifts his thumb away and the tetrahedron disappears in an instant, I get the impression that if he had continued then the precious pyramidal gem would have fully manifested and remained in the physical realm perpetually like any other physical object.
After finishing his demonstration Merlin says “You see?”, as if to reveal how simple the technique is and yet also illustrating the effort required in order to manifest what one wants.
Additional Comments:Thoughts: This dream really was magical and lots of fun and also made me feel good too, its not the first time I’ve dreamt of the Platonic solids but its also not a dream theme that recurs all that regularly either (I should go back and try and find these dreams if I can to see if they bear any relation to this one). Each of the Platonic solids I have read are meant to symbolically represent one of the elements, the tetrahedron is meant to represent fire and the pyramidal shape indicative of the hearth (or even an abstract flame I personally thought). As this was a positive dream I would hazard a guess that the flame symbolism in conjunction with the ‘applying pressure’ technique represents a way of manifesting one of the following somehow perhaps: passion, purification, life-giving qualities, desire, energy (particularly instinctual ones like sex, anger, ambition, fear), illumination, transformation, drive, motivation, enlightenment and also the passing of something old and the entering of something new also with the possibility of changing and transforming ones thoughts which is something I am trying to work with at the moment. I’ve also read that to bring fire under control (if that is what this dream represents) or contained in one area or someway (like within the tetrahedron), can be a metaphor for ones own internal fire and inner transformation, fire can represent the process of life and just as with all living things it needs to be fed to remain alive I have read which may have been alluded to in a round about sort of way with Merlin’s ‘applying pressure’ technique, pressure or maybe perhaps friction being one way of igniting a spark, creating an ember or producing a flame.
Dream 1: The flexible floor tile factory – Daytime and I find myself in the upper floor of the clerical section of a factory which makes flexible floor tiles. I would appear to be playing the role of a rather flustered executive type. It feels like it may be lunchtime or perhaps leaving time in the evening either way I feel a bit dishevelled, tired and in a hurry to leave. I leave my office with briefcase in hand in something of a rush and just for a moment I gaze down at the tiled floor, it is mostly made up of flexible white tiles with one or two irregularly placed pastel coloured ones, such as a yellow one that catches my eye. The floor tiles are a product of the factory and look slightly 1960’s in style and quite pleasant and reassuring somehow, I suddenly feel a fleeting sense of satisfaction with my job and realise that I have quite a privileged position now that I work upstairs in the clerical department rather on the more laborious shop floor of the factory. As I take the steps down to the next landing on the first floor I see a group of infants all dressed up with party hats on carry party bags, tooters etc they are with some older ladies who are getting the children all prepared for something of a company or works party, I think the kids look sweet as I hurry down the steps outside and at some level I realise that their celebrations are somehow interconnected with my new and improved position in the clerical office. Outdoors I find myself in an area which looks a little like my place of work, I walk through a maze like car park with paths and high chain link fences. There are also huge big notice boards with maps and directions of how to get to all of the major business centres and enterprises that are located nearby in the surrounding area and industrial estate. I bump into an older man than me with grey hair and a beard who looks a little lost, he walks one way but then returns the same way he came as if retracing his steps. I bump into the man again and accompany him over to one of the big information boards and explain that he will be able to find his way if he looks at the map.
Dream 3: A bad hair day at the disco – As if following on from one of my dreams of yesterday (the one I called ‘My Achilles heel.’) I actually find myself inside a dim disco hall with pumping music and a typical nightclub sort of atmosphere. Bizarrely I am putting on a cheap straggly ladies wig which consists of rather long light brown highlighted lank hair, either the wig is to small for me or there isn’t much hair on the wig, its also possible that I am dressed in drag too. But rather than being feminine I actually look like a huge butch rugby player who has put on drag for something of a laugh although in part I do seem to be taking myself seriously too. Regardless of my absolutely ridiculous appearance there are actually men in the disco hall who somehow find me attractive (!!!) and want to dance with me (???). (In waking life I don’t have any pastimes like this, I’m pretty sure this is symbolic and simply represents a continuation and yet more of my masculine/feminine harmonising sort of dream dramas. The closeness and continuity with yesterdays dream really surprised me lots and lots).