Sunday, 12 April 2020

Power Baby

Shift my perspective
take me home
falling into my heart, infinity to roam

Fraying at the edges
unravelling at the seams
merging threw the gaps into reality unseen

Playing in the moment
dancing in the NOW
grateful of acceptance and accepting of our power.



 Dreams were not easily described.

I felt like I was falling threw multiple layers - kept waking like I was falling.   Not unpleasant it was connecting..  A jumble of things... lots of purple, ferns uncurling, people connecting.

Busy very busy and chaotic and the light.   Chaos into a spark inside and light and creation.   (Thousands and thousands of things at once)

The dreams as I left deeper sleep stages were - Alex and lots of kids and the kids are playing and also getting tattoos.... then kittens and more kittens and they have so many parasites.   I'm washing of fleas, pulling out worms and twisting of ticks. 

A woman, who wants Fay's clothes... she has photos of her then wants to release her clothes as a 'fashion range'   Watching a version of me on a Zoom meeting but I'm headbanging and licking the camera :D 

Watching seeds grow into plants... like the egg thing, but seeing the seed develop quickly and from inside - ferns uncurling again.

Last dream was a birth.  Fay & Holly are there and me and Kelly.   Kelly's given birth to a new baby girl and passed it to me - she's not newborn and has amazing violet purple eyes and a blue dress.  Her hair is orange at the back and turquoise and purple stripes at the fringe.

Last dream Josh is playing music, a new instrument and new lessons.... Ian's not sure about it as it's not exam structured.... but I'm happy as it's about the love of music and creation. 





Saturday, 11 April 2020

Order & Chaos.

Watching matter form... elemental and smaller very hard to put into words but I hear while seeing

Order out of Chaos.   I understand it's to do with light emerging from darkness/male from female.  Yin-Yang 2 parts of the same thing.    

Was fun to google it this morning and find it's very old like 'As Above So below'  but also what is used by masons and other secret societies. 

Has the use been twisted into problem/reaction/solution?    

Nice link


Dreams were wired, I was watching someone who was on drugs or with multiple personalities but cycling quickly threw many many personalities.

A woman in a blue dress.

Last dream, an odd house.  It was really messy and needed tidied up but was also a crime scene so I had to wait as I didn't want to destroy evidence. 




Thursday, 9 April 2020

Dream Data Banks.



Seems like I had such a significant night of dreams but nothing I can pin down to earth understanding that makes any sense to anyone but me and even here it's hazy trying to bring it back to waking awareness.


I can't even find an image as it's like 3d nested data. 

Dream is of a 'story'  it's being told on a grand scale...  with toys/puppets and drawings, and archetypes.  It's vast and small and messy and all.

The whole is watching the telling. 2 friends who have fallen out and who are fighting while the world is watching. 
It's messy as fuck, explosive and toxic.. hard to describe as I'm trying to describe something that's different.  One friend has gone mad & bad....   they write a 'story'   like a children's story.  I'm seeing a sock puppet/teddy write a story that speaks to all.  
A consensual story that is written for us all from the place of hurt/range anger and bitterness a place we all know.  It's hard and harsh, but the images we all know.   There is a weaving.. threw time/now and then.   I'm inside the battle.

This isn't something I can bring back properly.   The 2 friends..  I listen to the hurt one, and listen more.   We all listen,  as we hear the anger untangles into a story.  As they tell they get less psycho and more relatable, and I'm with the 2 friends who fell out and we are untangling the past together. 

Images I saw were like children's pencil drawings, with dragons and energy, elements and also scribbles and hurt and - I also in the dream that the crazy psyco energy that relaxed at the end of the dream had taught my brother to read.   That's how I reached it. 

Wired messy, Important but not really describable - It was like the tale of all times, with a huge plot twist. 

At the end of my dream recall notes, I wrote Gunthasburg.    Then on falling back asleep, the word was echoed again as important.. 

Gundas-burg German. 

((Don't speak german, but when I googled it on waking whoosh!   Wired and relevant syncs with banking families and other dreams))

Gunthersburg - Park 

Makes me wonder about this dream too.  I feel there is a connaction. 

Back into my main dream area and I'm in the old post office..  but I'm interviewing for a job there and getting it.  In the back is a vast data bank.... again this is indescribable and multidimensional.  Like a vast resource of info.   I'm looking for something. 

I'm in the post office, it's night... it's always open we take shifts.  ( I knew all of the stuff was symbolic) Other things were property sales and a plan to make a star.

Last dream.   My cousin sue.   Dad's female side, not well known or ever dreamed of.  Is being wed, I'm also in bride attire.   An x Marcus is to be my groom.... but we are echos of the wedding.   I'm in cream pearl gear, my hair is white, neon pink & black I have pearlescent horns.  I'm not happy about wedding contracts ---   Keep dipping back into the data banks from the last dream.   Huge nested data banks.   Again, I can't describe this. 

Sometime in all the other dreams was an ocean... clear and blue and life was seeded.  Micro, small, growing larger and bigger and preditors emerge. 












Wednesday, 8 April 2020

Male & Female Rift.

Fun dreams with a similar theme all night around - 'Stuck/not moving'  Then moving again. 

The first part of the night felt like a record with a scratch, juddering --- a cloud not dispersing.

Then a long dream set in a game-like version of the UK.
All set at night and jumping large areas by zooming out onto an overview/map of the UK. 
The routs on the maps are underground waterways and holy wells. 
The dream starts and I'm on a field trip with all Men.
They are being assholes, bullying and irritating.  One of the guys is like the young blond guy from the OA - He's being a dick.  We move on a bus together the bus teleports.

No citys, the countryside is filled with dark forests and woodland - old villages, and old architecture still stands but in disrepair.

The society is falling apart and we know it's going to get way worse.  I port up to main dream area as I'm going to collect things.  It's still dark, I'm outside the village is scrubby woodland.  Military are roaming (This reminds of other similar dreams of this style I've had over the years) 

I was trying to find the other females.  I'm with the blond guy as we approach the buildings, looting is starting and we have a list of things we would like to get before we head off again.  We have some outfits that stop being detected by heat cameras.  

Once in the village we are collecting a few things, a tarp, anti-bac cream etc for a small fist aid kit.. spare socks, knives, string needle and thread all go into backpacks... a couple of dogs want to follow us and we encourage them.  We plan to get a headstart before stuff gets crazier.

On leaving the village back into the woodland we are cornered against a rocky bank by one of the military with Lazer type gun he looks at us and then lets us go saying 'Humanity needs survivers' 

Woke here... by Zak coming to bed as he'd had a bad dream.   

In some ways, the night reminds me a little of the 12/June2016 dream at the bottom of the page.

Anyway, next dream with the same guy from the first dream (The OA blond type guy)   In this dream Kelly is to get married to the blond guy.... but the bride and groom have had a spell cast on them to make them turn away from the union.    

This was a wired/fog... confusion (The stuck stuff from earlier in the night)  I could see it as the stuck stuff.... a mental fog, deliberate mental confusion, curse.   There were another 2 people causing it.   

The wedding is to be heled underground in an ancient place of worship deep in an underground city. ... the church is carved into the walls of a huge cavern deep in the ground and I've ported there (I've got no body/form again)  

In the middle of the carven is a 'rift'  like a deep crack along the cavern floor, and on one side is the groom and on the other is Kelly bride. 
I port to her side still disembodied, Hap is there out of the OA to 'give her away' but he is the cause of the 'curse' doubt and confusion.
I can hear his telepathic chanting to Kelly..   On the other side of the rift Tabby & Delilah's mother is there and she is doing the same subliminal broadcasting to the Groom.   Hap & the MIL type are working as one to keep the rift and the lovers apart.   It's making the union unsure.   I can see them trembling and sweating form the effort there broadcasting is taking.    They are broadcasting doubt and unsureness making the lovers feel they want to turn away.

There is a standoff on either side of the rift.



I 'sing'  lol well it wasn't singing as I had no voice or mouth it was more I vibrated... like a mantra reminded me a little of the 'Ra, Ma, Da, Sa, Say, So, Hung.....'

The energy changes and softens and the others join in and soon I'm visible   -  I try to tell the lovers about the curse but my voice drys up so I need to try and write it... but it's slow and hard work but soon all start to remember.

'Message... we get what we need'    (Fun and interesting dream, reminded me of the Seth stuff about how we use various symbols for ourselves to help us understand energy threw the various filers of consciousness and walking)

-  Wired interlude imagery dream of moving a giant, needed transporting but was old, stubborn and stuck... I had these gold glowing shackles I could put on it to move it with me.    Reminded me of this dream  .Oh, and a random dream of falling into a pond with Jo while Aunty Sheila and Uncle Eric were gardening. 

Last dream.

Back in main dream area outside what used to be the Viking.  I was arguing with my old boss who was in his shop holding my dog hostage but I was refusing to be manipulated. 

Then I was in the car-park outside the paper shop where there was a massive slag heap.  On the side of it was a slide, and lots of male kids were climbing up and using the slide.   The rocks were rolling down onto another Mum at the bottom.   I am at the top of the heap with the boys their mothers aren't around or any girls.  I was doing a jigsaw with the boys. 

(Fun and interesting dreams, reminded me of the Seth stuff about how we use various symbols for ourselves to help us understand energy threw the various filers of consciousness and walking)



12 June
First part of the night is hazy one thing I recall is being told.
'More to know than we can see'
Then the long dream (I woke 2 times but kept going back to same dream)
It's set on the small main street of the village I grew up in, but one of the vet surgery's I worked at is now on the street too.
There is lots of work going on, I'm 2 people working in 2 places at once the vets and a cafe I had a job in as a kid. Both are very new and in the process of being painted, lorry's keep dropping of new equipment. I go down to the small bakers shop to collect something for the cafe.
On the way I notice one of the buildings is filling rapidly with water and then lots of water starts to bubble up threw the streets. I drop into another shop and tell them they must call the water board.
I bump into my old next door neighbour he tells me he's much happier now he has GPS and shows me a camping stove, I want to know were to get one too.
Back out on the street the water people are there, one of them stops me and say's 'Thank you, it's a good job you knew were the source was'
- wake up -
Back in the dream now I'm in the new vet shop, I'm putting up prescriptions of cream to be collected - I'm also working in the cafe but I'm not me I'm the other Andrea (who was the owners daughter) I'm a prisoner there.
The dream changes too 2 child lovers trying to get back together and now I'm a female working and a young boy (I flick between these 2 characters now)
The female is being kept as a kind of slave, working. It's all parody though there's a spitting image type of royal family, and the shops are morphing into big sandstone buildings.
The boy is trying to get into the village which is now more of a ruined castle. he's small and keeps meditating turning blue and flashing blue. He has some helpers there clones and are like overweight versions of Redfoo - they find themselves really funny and are more of a distraction than anything else.
As the boy I meditate and teleport myself into the walls close to the female.
They grab each other and run, the girl blows up a section of wall which crumbles behind them to give them some moments to escape.
-wake up and see to toddler-
Back into dream, I'm with the boy outside the walls he starts to place a ring of explosives to give us time to get out of there.
After they are set we run and make a detour round the main part of the village onto the cliff tops. There is a carpark full of cars, old shiny ones all with blacked out windows on the road beyond the carpark some kind of roadblock with people yelling.
The boy recognises one of the cars and the door opens as we run into it.
Inside it's really plush - cream leather seats. With a large choc Labrador in the back. The driver is an old guy (I actually remember this car from a dream I had years and years ago when I was at school!)
I get into the back, and the blue boy curls up in the passenger foot well and hides under a trench coat.
He starts to drive, at the road block a man falls down like he's been shot - it causes a diversion and the other run to see him, they all fall down. We escape.... as I look back out of the window though I see non of them are really hurt and are standing back up.
We start to chat in the car, the older guy asks the blue boy if he's been calling in the angels, he says yes from under his coat hiding hole. They go onto to chat about the ascension of earth, at the front of the car a thing pops out like a tray, in it there's a holographic man he's like a butler he hands out eye pad screens they have lots of strange glypic writing on them and diagrams.
He has sweets on a tray too, I take one it's a chocolate eclair :) It's nice then the dog starts trying to suck the sweet out threw my cheek, it feels odd!!
The man keeps talking about humanity being at the brink of ascension but not yet seeing it and not taking the final leap humans are worried.
They are from Jupiter, I comment 'it's bonkers why can't they see it?' Then they laugh at me as I took forever to get of Venus and get my wings, they say it's always the same. The dog is still sitting right beside me and then moves right into my body with me. He's brave and with me now.
I start to itchy my nose till I can see lots of flakes of silver skin... but the itch doesn't stop and I wake up to really scratch my nose.
Sorry, another LONG one!!



Tuesday, 7 April 2020

Time Hopping & Multiple Lives

Early in the night the chat/message stuff.  Woke up with 'Live Long and Prosper' spoken to humanity.   Isn't that Vulcan or something?  

lol  I'm just remembering that other message I got a few years back that was 'With compassion, 'SHUT UP!' could be the greatest gift to humanity for a generation. 




Dreams were cool. 

First, long dream is watching a planet form and also looking at a book on it    Not got a body while observing, also just sort of flicking threw the book too.  I could go into a body on the planet though. 

The book was huge, thick black hardbound and was like the history of everything. 

Was with Josh and we were studying and learning, but also visiting and playing on the planet too.  

I think we had watched the planet form into a ball but that part was hazier...   Defo watched rock formation, and the 'air' is thick... minimal light penetrates the dust clouds in the air - we can see into the core of the planet too liquid metal - Iron, this will help with the gravity & atmosphere stabilise.   This was like the egg dreams were I'm just a visual perspective and can move in and out of stuff.

Once the world is almost ready we take bodies to go and play there.  We create roles for ourselves, missions, games quests to make it more fun.  We appoint 'teachers' too who will make it more fulfilling we each specialise in different aspects to teach/learn together making up the game as we go along.

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Second dream.  Also long, this one I kept going in and out of as the kid next door was crying and waking me.  Is starts at the middle school of my main dream area.

It's the school building but not kids there - Lara is a teacher, but there are mainly adults in the school.  Friends and family and there aren't lessons just exploration.   Lots of my aunts are there they have made the most amazing cakes!  So many cakes laid out on tables in the old home ec room, they look amazing and people are coming sharing them, with tea.  Chatting and eating together.

In the old woodwork, room is lol, like a bingo hall... but also a lady's dressing room.  Many elder females are here, sat about large retro dressing tables styling their hair with rollers and hairspray.  Backcombing into styles of yesteryear while chatting together.  The air is thick with cigarette smoke and hairspray and feels almost claustrophobic so I leave there to look round again. 

Another classroom was filled with leaders and newsreaders.   In the old youth club/playschool building is a rave going on, Dom is in there as DJ and it's having it - Lots of UV and lasers. 

I've planted a 'Time Pod/Capsule' there and I've gone to dig it up.  Inside it amongst other stuff is a red jewel/stone... that's what I wanted. 

Dream goes multi-dime here. Time hopping I go to find a friend Rachel from Uni (I can see her in many realities at once and go to her)  3 of the ones I see her in are a spaceship captain, she's reminiscent of Janeway.  Looks similar to her current self but taller, had on a cool deep blue metallic-looking uniform.  - I see her as I knew her, and her current age and also as a woman from 200 or so years ago, carrying triplets (Or one of the triplets she was birthing, possibly both)  oh and a news anchor on a channel I've never seen. 

She doesn't recognise me at first and I tell her about our first meeting at uni.  When she stuck her head into my open door and said 'Hi, I'm Rachel.. I'm next door'   I did this in her accent from that life which made her laugh.  ... next bit is wired as I sort of take her back and forward at the same time. 

Showing her other versions of her.   We spend time at the one where she's giving birth to triplets, I'm experiencing the birth.  We are poor in a city it's about 200 years ago and the poor are in ill health. 

I'm in a cobbled alleyway leaning on a brick wall.. The first female babe I birth is stillborn and I wrap it in my coat and leave it intending to collect it later to bury,    The second baby is born live, she has soft red hair and blue eyes.   Carrying her inside my coat I stumble into a noisy old theatre/show house the performance is well threw and no one is on the door.    I make my way to a seat at a quiet space at the back where the third baby is born also live she looks just like the other 2.   Once the babies are born I'm back as an observer again. 

She leaves with the 2 live twins to find somewhere safe.   An Asian older Asian woman is looking for her had the vibe of a wise mother in law, she wanted to help. 

Was wired - made way more sense at the time.   :P 













Monday, 6 April 2020

Another Egg

As a soul, I am neither young or old
As a parent not a
Ma or Pa
As a student, I'm your subject and your muse
and I will
ask the questions that to you,
still confuse
and make you still.
I am the question and the answer,
I am the reason for your anger

I'm the thing you want to hide from
and yet the want you rely on
I am inside you and without
I call your echo when you shout
I'm your shadow you can't escape but the arms you long to embrace

I'm the in and you're the out. 
We are the reflection looking back, from the us inside from which we try to hide.






Woke at the end of an astral conversation... and all I could remember was the last part saying 'compatible lives Edgar Casy'

Dreams.

Lots of them were an overview observer of a scene type of dreams. 

One of a girl who'd been raped by cyborg/android/robot types but was pregnant and the confusion around it as it shouldn't have been possible.   The girl who had been an art student was scared and confused and now being treated like an oddity/specamin/ research subject to try and find out what it was she was carrying. 

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Dream of a coach trip threw Asia and China - The coach was ultra-modern (Should have wrote this down earlier as my recall is hazy now)   There were huge camps/ almost like refugee camps we were free to come and go.  Dirty but friendly.  The place was busy, people arriving and leaving all the time.  On the wired modern spaceship type coaches.  It was next to a lake with small fishing boats, and children playing in the mud banks.  

I'd been chatting to a family and was running late for my coach to leave.  

The engine had cut out and the bus had stalled making it possible for me too bored.   They were telling me I was lucky as they were intending to leave without me - but I knew that the bus had stalled and waited for me.    Inside it was strange, grey metal nothing at all like an actual bus... there were rails along the side to hold too when there was no gravity.   

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Another overview dream, seeing layers of realities interacting... A Prison and the organised crime inside is being orchestrated by the same people who have imprisoned the inmates. 

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Last is another dream of an egg.  I'm watching inside the egg the stages the embryo is going threw... how it looks like fish/reptile/bird  It's very cool and detailed.  I'm just a perspective in an egg.

Was like the snake egg dream











Sunday, 5 April 2020

The Oak Tree


The Oak Tree






















On a planet, on a, hill, A big beautiful Oaktree is growing in a field.


One branch near the top starts to get longer and longer.


He's so busy! He's being a branch, enjoying the view,  talking to the birds and trying to reach up to the beautiful sunlight.



















He’s passed the other branches and he's waving around on his own in the breeze.  The view is fantastic, he can see trees and  hills, it feels a little lonely but the sun is kind.  


He starts to notice he's attached to something else!   ‘What's that?’ He thinks.   He tugs a little harder in the breeze.    ‘Something is stopping me from flying away with the birds? Flying to the sun.  The branch at first is a bit worried.

 
He starts to reach higher to the sun,  calling to him hoping it will save him from the thing that is dragging him down!

Up and up he grows!    While the beautiful the sun beams down on him.

The higher the branch gets the more he is blown about and confused. 

One dark and stormy night swinging wildly in a gale, afraid and alone the branch finally turns around to face the thing holding him down.   It’s HUGE! 
How will he ever escape from something so big. 
Miserable and alone the branch longs for the morning and the return of the sunshine. 







As the dawn starts to break the branch looks back at the giant shadow holding him back, it looks different in the light, he starts to make out other branches below that look just like him,  lots of them!



Confused the branch turns his attention away from the light...   Carefully watching the other branches.
Slowly the branch starts to remember....  He’s not a branch!!.....  He’s a Tree!  

 How could he have forgotten what he is? 

How could he not have noticed the rest of him he chuckles to himself.

The tree explores he’s been so busy up here in this branch he’d completely forgotten about all his other branches!  

He notices his acorns ripe from his growth filled with promise and potential and then he remembers his roots way way down in the warm dark earth.

He sees how hard his roots have been straining to support his lopsided stretching and how the earth has been nourishing his growth.
The tree relaxes into his new perspective and contentedly wriggles his roots deeper into the warm darkness below him.   



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