On April 24, the second night after trying the Dream Instructions Heruka gave me, I had two amazing dreams that explained several things very clearly to me. In the first one, Mikos guided me and demonstrated how our lives intertwine, and some roles we play. In the second dream, I saw some wonderful examples of how worlds may appear and arise. I hope you enjoy them!
Dream 24 April 2013
Two separate dreams, no waking in between.
I’m in a place with other people… Someone who feels like my son is there with me, a toddler I’m caring for (not necessarily my offspring): very young, quiet, bald/blond. Independent and not always obeying my instructions, like my son was when he was small. Not defiant, just off on his own, absorbed in his own stuff.
Mainly I’m talking with others, as we walk through houses, rooms, buildings, that seem not very clear and blending into one another. One man in particular sticks in my memory, and I learn later this is Mikos. I had asked to meet Mikos while dreaming, and to receive some understanding about our relationship.
We all visit a beach, beside a vast lake or ocean near Porthologos. At some point I “go in” and gather information. There’s a huge structure made of what appears to be metal. It’s a wheel, standing vertically like a Ferris wheel. It’s made of a boxy truss that’s formed into a gigantic ring. Like a crane tower that’s been bent into a circle. One may climb inside it or onto it, and move from compartment to compartment within it. Each compartment allows access to different packets of information. The type of information ranges widely, from memories to future projections, to data and statistics to storage of knowledge of how various worlds “work”, and the laws related to them.
I start at my then-present ground level, and begin to make my way “up”. In each compartment, one may recline into something like a sleeping position, which also resembles an astronaut reclining in a space capsule.
Once installed into a position, a large transparent surface appears suspended over one’s lap, like a big viewing screen. Once the screen activates, the viewer is drawn in, becoming a participant rather than an onlooker.
As I write my notes, I see a close resemblance between this device and the Buddhist Wheel of Life, an image depicting how we move through various realms/dimensions from lifetime to lifetime.
(See this link for an interactive tour of the Wheel of Life)
I sit and go through a series of these access pods. I understand that this “structure” may take on almost any form, to suit the comfort and familiarity of the participant. In some instances, it may be intended to register some sort of alarm, shock or jolt, to trigger a reaction or incite a particular insight or state of mind. In my case, the compartments and their aspects appear like a collage of architectural and computer-related components; I can relate to and describe these.
At some point I emerge from a session, resuming my awareness of sitting in a reclining position in a structure, up very high in the air. I look to my left (it seems this wheel is potentially one of many arranged side by side) to find the little boy has climbed up into a wheel beside me, trying to reach me. [evidence] I become concerned that he [children] may fall, but I can’t reach him to secure him. [hurry] I also cannot disengage from my position [until scientist] because I’m still “caught” in the midst of a module of some kind of experience. I’m also concerned that if I reach for him, I may slip out of position and that might disrupt the [got] process of my “experience” in a way that could disrupt others or the system itself. So it’s very important that I stay “inside”.
(I think this refers to an effect of suicide, or our trying to force our lives to take a particular direction.)
Almost immediately a man appears. He’s tall, with light brown skin, dark eyes and curly black hair, very kind and careful. He’s assessing the situation to see what action is best taken. His attire is initially unremarkable, similar to what I’m wearing in the dream, but it’s capable of transforming, just like the wheel. Two people hover behind him, a woman and another man, just sort of looking on in case help is needed.
I explain that I can’t reach “my son” and I’m concerned for his safety, can they please help. The dark man calmly and gently explains that he’ll do what he can, but it requires the boy’s cooperation; he can’t just yank him out of the apparatus, because the boy’s become engaged in a lifetime of his own.
(I realize the wheels represent the cycle of lifetimes of individuals, and segments where we align side by side represent shared lifetimes. Each segment is a lifetime or a period of a lifetime/incarnation.)
The man assures me that the boy will be fine. If he managed to climb to that point on his own, he seems quite capable of staying there until we’re both able to disengage.
(This reminds me of being told when my son in this life was quite young that he is actually one of my teachers, and has appeared as a being with autism in order to help me. I have never felt pity for him, because in many ways he’s far more capable of handling this life than I am! In fact I admire him greatly.)
The scene shifts. I seem to enter into another screen/episode. In doing this, the structure of the wheels and screens fade from awareness, just like a forgotten dream, and I become fully engrossed in the next segment.
The next thing I know, I find myself reclining (in the same position) on the sand of a sunny beach, with the toddler snuggled up beside me, resting against my arm.
End of Dream.
(The following are notes I made about the meanings I received from this dream, in response to my requests before sleeping.)
Mikos: ‘Librarian’, Keeper of Wheels. Vast nature as a distinct individual consciousness. Not entirely individual. The others hovering behind him represent other, additional, aspects, available for manifestation if needed.
Mikos: A figure playing a husband’s role in one segment of a wheel (as husband of Angès, see this link), playing other roles in other segments, in other wheels. Just like the little boy/’son’, just like me. He’s nothing more than an instance to play out, an example or illustration to consider. From a dream I had last year, my attachment over our separation comes from my anger & resentment about this lifetime. All segments intertwine and affect one another in blatant or subtle ways. Allow the anger and resentment to fade, release the sense of victimhood, the sense of feeling trapped against my will [Greece], allow for change and new opportunities, and anything becomes possible. Turn the wheel another click or two.
I’m with a female guide… And again my son is there also. We’re looking at a city from a great distance. In fact, it’s an entire world. As I’m typing I realize we were being shown a variety of worlds.
The first begins with our being inside a large city. The city itself is generally pyramid-shaped, much like Mont-St.Michel in France. Structures spiral up and cascade down, made of many materials combined, and although there appears to be gravity, there’s a sense of weightlessness and great light.
My companions and I zoom out from the island-city, and from a distance I can see that the city perches atop a tremendous crystal shaft that’s many times the height of the city.
It floats in “space”, and from there I seem to see it mostly in silhouette. Its overall colors are deep purple, grayish-purplish-white, and a reddish brown. After looking a bit through Internet photos, I realize the colors are similar to an Auralight elestial crystal.
I notice something about the view of the city, as it changes from a perspective from within the city to a perspective from a great distance. Its appearance shifts and the articulation and colors change. While in the midst of it, it seems very architectural and man-made, designed and planned. Delicately detailed, and at times quite simple in expression.
I’m reminded of a day this past February, when I watched a tiny wisp of cloud in an otherwise perfectly clear sky. Within the span of 5 minutes or so, the wisp developed and grew from just that, into a moderate-sized fluffy cloud. It floated a bit to the east and then dissipated as smoothly and quickly as it had appeared. I stood for a moment, admiring the expanse of clear blue empty sky, soaking up the sheer phenomena of appearance and disappearance that unfolded so spontaneously.
This city had a similar aspect, in that it seemed to have appeared spontaneously and magically, fully formed and simply present. As I looked at it from a great distance, the silhouette darkened and eventually faded.
I turned with my Guide (shades of Dickens’ A Christmas Carol), and next I saw a vast globe floating in space. It was shaped like a sphere that had stretched vertically, and it revolved gently and slowly on axis.
It was colored much like the crystal city, in red-purple earth tones with gray and white accents. This world, however, was solid and opaque. A soft sheen emanated from its surface.
I sensed that this dream imagery related to the previous dream about the wheels of worlds and experience. My Guide zipped me back and forth between close and distant views, and it seems we even bounced back and forth between these worlds and some of my more familiar dream ones, and even ones that seemed similar to my waking world.
It felt like an exercise, a lesson that was somehow being expounded through repetition. Bouncing, whirling, ricocheting, world after world until it might finally register to me that we experience (or at least I do…) life after life, in rapid succession and illusory tandem.
Seeing these processes brought me a deep sense of peace and scale. I found relief in the recurrence of opportunity and delight in the variety of experience. I woke with a light heart and a new levity about even the most (presumably) annoying burrs that have been pricking me lately.
It occurs to me that I’ve experienced a significant shift this week, an upward turn. I see two things that I’ve done differently with my mind/attitude, and I sense they’re at least partially responsible for my finding myself in a more pleasant world.
Over the weekend, and for a couple weeks up until then, I’d been dwelling in a sense of limitation and inevitability. I wasn’t quite despondent, I just couldn’t see beyond a few things that felt like heavy weights. I was frustrated with my Guides and the apparent lack of shift in areas where I wanted change.
I did a little complaining, asking my Guides if there wasn’t something that could be done to make things a little more easy and clear.
I got a nudge that I needed to get out of The Past and The Unknown. I needed to shift out of trying to second-guess Tomorrow. If I spend energy trying to figure out how to avoid future discomfort, I use that energy to generate the very outcome I tend to squirm about.
I looked around me. In the moment, all is well. In fact, it’s quite good. So what’s most likely to change the tone of that? Worry and doubt. Regret and doubt.
My friend Steve had told me that for those of us wishing to manifest a beautiful new world, the least shred of doubt could tear it all apart. I winced when I heard that, knowing he was right, and knowing that I was very likely creating my own undesired outcome.
But I couldn’t get my head around shifting. It’s tough when we see clearly what we need to do, and we also see that we’re the only ones stopping ourselves, and yet we know we just haven’t hit that point yet, the point when we get the clarity to act for change. Historically, when I see that spot but feel stuck, I find a way to bulldoze through, and then wait for the consequences. For the most part I’ve lived by the philosophy that it was better to move and make things happen, and deal with the clean-up (or leave it for others). Sitting and waiting and seeing what happens, what arises, have not come naturally in this lifetime for me.
This month, my Guides have been very clear: Just sit. In sitting, I noticed that the lack of nudges were nudges in themselves.
So I’ve really been trying to stay in the moment, in pregnant possibility.
I’ve also noticed some curious body shifts. It’s been clear that it’s energetic, and it involves shifting and clearing.
The third thing I’ve been trying is asking to be shown, asking to understand, in ways that can help me grasp how my conditions could possibly be beneficial. Where does it all lead? Movement felt dead, I felt like I was powerless to affect any change. I’ve been trying to ask patiently, but I’ve become more specific in what I’m asking for.
The last thing I’ll mention is that I received the dream request instructions, and for the past two nights I’ve been using them.