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14 Ways to Dream.

Information from Robert  Moss and Dreaming True...

Jung suggests, "It is on the whole probable that we continually dream but that (ordinary) consciousness makes such a noise that we do not hear it."

Makes sense to me.

The line between dreaming and other states is for me becoming increasingly blurred. Lets take 14 days and look at 14 different ways to dream. Didn't think there were so many? There most certainly are.

Day one and Way 1. Spontaneous Sleep Dreams. If there is any generally accepted definition of dreaming this would be it. In this state you are not aware you are dreaming, and you are asleep during the dream.

Do you remember your dreams? Our culture marginalizes our night time existence. I for one am always uneasy if I do not remember my activities during the sleep state. We spend so much of our lives asleep. I personally want to know what I have been up to all those hours.

How important are dreams to you? Not very? Then a big part of yourself is unimportant as well.

Angel Poem Dream

Just when I think dreaming is as interesting as it can get, it gets even more interesting.

As I closed my eyes to sleep last night I was thinking about the very first angel visitation I ever had that happened many years ago. Over the course of several weeks an angel who looked an awful lot like Phil Collins came to me once in my awake state and then subsequently only in the dreamscape. He recited a very long poem to me over and over again in a dream I was to have repeatedly over several weeks. It took me a quite a while to be able to remember every line of the poem but I finally did. It was told to me in my dream but it was really a message for a dying man. A man whom I barely knew.

I wondered about that experience as I prepared for sleep. Would I ever hear another poem from an angel in my dreams? What kind of message would it be if I did? And why was I the messenger for that angel of years ago? Why didn't he just speak to the dying man directly?

Wondering became an angelic invitation it seems. In my dream from which I just awoke a group of bright light beings came and stood before me in a radiant semi circle. With lovely melodic voices together they recited, actually they almost sung the following:

Life is a glorious opportunity for humans to "do" and "be"
Your world of Dreams is much closer to God and His Reality.
Angels can be found in both places as you well know
We remain by your side always, whether you stay or go.

I hope I got all the words right. I also hope they come back. I rather enjoyed the whole experience.

As to the reason why the angel of long ago came to me rather than the dying man? I actually was given that answer quite a while ago by Lee Carroll and Kryon "Because you could hear and he could not".

I must be blessed!

More on Intended Dreams

A few nights ago I tried something new. I intended to dream of my hometown and my old neighborhood. But this time I had the idea I wanted to put myself back into time in the dream: back to when I was 10 years old. So now I will go ahead and date myself and tell you that would make my target year for the dream to be 1971.

Here I am about that time:

Sometimes its easier to try to dream about people other than places so I kept in my mind, my late brother and our playmates (all boys) as I thought about what the old neighborhood used to looked like.

Sure enough, my old stomping ground appeared before my eyes in the dream-scape and I started walking down the street.

Where were my buds...on their minibikes? Playing ball? And how old was I?

Interestingly enough even though I started out considering my chronological age, that concept just did not interest me long enough to keep it a priority. Maybe its because of what I started to see...I knew pretty quickly, what year it was as I walked around. It was 1991.

53 of the 57 houses in the neighborhood subdivision were either gone or obliterated by the category F4 tornado, that tore through Southeast Kansas in that year.

I actually saw no one at all in my dream, just destruction, and pieces of lives strewn about.

I thought about it in my dream just as I thought about my visit to the aftermath in real life 18 years ago. I was sad for the disruption in my neighbor's lives, but I was thankful none of them were ended in the storm.

Was my dream a success? I like to think it was a pretty good try. I did go to where I intended and I did go back into time. I just didn't go quite far enough.

New Moon Dreams

Did you have any last night along with our new moon?

If you did and any of the symbolism is confusing to you consider two things.

1. The moon is a symbol for the yin energy, the receptive and the Divine Feminine. Think about the concept of "allowing" the reality that you seek to happen rather than using active male yang power to push it into being.
2. Anything depicted in your dream is a sign for a new beginning or a perhaps a new outlook of some kind.

The larger planetary focus is to move toward these Feminine Energies. Look for ways to incorporate them into the flow that is your life.

Want to Lucid Dream? Take a Pill

A pill? For dreaming?

Brilliant Dreams uses the natural herbal extract, galantamine, from the lycoris radiata plant that has been found to make dreams much more vivid and intense. This herbal extract has a 3000 year medicinal history and was recently FDA Approved for memory beneficial medicines.

Hmmm.

The 3000 years gives me more comfort than the letters FDA, but, seriously, a pill for dreaming?

Just not sure about that one.

Short List: Dream Recall Tips

There are those of you out there who say you do not dream. You do. You just don't remember that you do. I don't remember all of my dreams, but have managed to recall a majority of them most of the time. I have come to feel very strange during the day if I do not remember where I have been and what I have been doing all of those night time hours that have just passed.

Dream recall will absolutely enrich your life and strengthen the connection to your higher self. Here is a short list of things to keep in mind:

1. Get enough sleep. I know, I know, easier said than done.
2. Keep a dream journal and use it. Even if you write only one word from a dream it helps.
3. Declare your intention to remember your dreams. Say it out loud as you brush your teeth.
4. As you drift off, tell yourself over and over you will have an interesting and meaningful dream.

Pick yourself up a really cool little blank book from Barnes and Noble to use as your journal. Choose one that feels good in your hand and matches your personality. With all the work we do on computers and iphones these days its a real pleasure to have the texture and heft of a nicely made paper book. Dedicate it to your dreaming self and keep it by your bedside.

Persistence is key, the payoff is priceless.

Sweet Dreams!

Intended Dreams

I have had much luck lately with dream intention. Oops, now hold on a second."Luck" just isn't the right word to use here is it? Allow me to rephrase that.

I have been most successful lately with dream intention.

Luck really doesn't have much to do with it. And, I have been practicing. If you set an intention and focus on the journey one step at a time, the goal becomes ever closer and attainable. Yes indeed. I have been practicing mostly with my friend Bill over at the Intention Experiment where he leads a lively gathering of kindered spirits in group dreaming. These experiments have led me to a new level of dreaming, I am sure of it.

Each night is now like an adventure. I intend to dream about something specific every night. Sometimes its for a group event like Bill's. Sometimes I try to visit or speak with a friend. Lately, I have been asking for angelic assistance in answering specific questions that might occur to me during the day.

That is getting really interesting.

In a book I am reading by Vadim Zeland called Transurfing, he speaks about the idea that one can change their lives by choosing from various potential or parallel realities. This is not really a new idea, but I am enjoying the way he writes about it. In any case, as I put the book down last night I started thinking about the concept of choosing variations on reality and asked for angelic assistance in showing me with more detail how this idea actually works.

My dream began with an angelic escort to a beautiful tall building made entirely of glass windows. The building was shaped like a cut jewel and the windows acted like facets in a brilliant gemstone, they were very sparkly and bright. I was brought to the door and we walked inside. I was then shown the inner chamber column, at the very center of the building.

The building I knew from the very moment we opened the front door, was to represent my life in my physical body. This inner column was like the spine of my physical body, and also represented ascension to the higher planes of consciousness. I was shown the views from the lower, darker levels and was given to understand that each window was representative of a choice. I could choose at any time to make my focus a new and different window. If I did not care for the view, or simply wanted a change, I could easily choose a different window, make my way over to it and that would then be my focus.

I was in complete control of my life and my focus. The building was empty except for me and my angel assistants.

As the angels accompanied me up the column, the windows became larger and brighter and more and more light was available and the view ever more grand. Choosing a new window or focus became as easy and instantaneous as a fleeting thought.

We continued our journey up and went so high and each floor higher brought more and more joy and kaleidoscopic views. At one point we paused and I knew that this stop was to represent to me how far upon my path I have gone. I looked up.

There is still so much farther to go!

Dream Experiment Key Revealed

Did  you have a dream with us? Do share it if you did. Here is the key revealed!

Hello Dream Fun Experiment 13 Participants. The Key was a pair of EYEGLASSES:

There were very special reasons I chose this item to be the key. These glasses are quite old, 22 years to be exact, and belonged to my late brother Randy. There is a bit of a story and more photos to explain my choice and also other connections that I believe were made during the experiment by several of the participants. If you are interested in reading more about the key, the fuller explanation follows!

 

Dream Fun Experiment 13 Key Reveal Details:

 The very moment I read the words in the email where Bill asked me to be keyholder, the image of these glasses flashed before my eyes. I thought they would be a good choice because they not only represent, but I believe, actually physically contain many thoughts, emotions and memories, powerful feelings that I thought would make a strong dreamtime beacon. These eyeglasses are the most personal item I have left from my brother Randy. He was killed suddenly in 1989 at the age of 26. He was basically run over by a teenager who was drag racing on a busy city street. He was NOT wearing these glasses at the time of his death. As horrifying as the death of my only sibling and my parent's only son was at the time, I do understand now it was absolutely a choice made by my brother (and in part, by his family as well). I have spoken to him in my dreams and I know our love and connection is eternal and I am at peace with his passing, but I still do miss him terribly. Here is the eyeglass case where I kept his glasses...it is filled with some crystals, 3 reiki symbol stones and tumbled colored quartz crystals, representing the chakras.

There were many mentions of colored glass and also reiki and chakras by participants, and also many of glass and windows.... The white towel was also specifically seen by participants I think! It had these words printed on it "Delta Gamma Rose Formal 1988" And Bill mentioned a fraternity specifically. It was a momento of Randy's from his fraternity days. Here is a photo of Randy at about age 13, and a bit later when he was in his 20's. My dad has taken us deep sea fishing to Port Aransas Texas every summer since 1976. We have continued the tradition even after my brother died, but we miss him especially during this summer event. Here in the first photo he is holding a sand shark, but we primarily fish for and catch Mackerel, King Mackerel and the smaller Spanish Mackerel, which I am holding in the third photo, a current photo from 2008.

When focusing on the key leading up to and for the night of the experiment, I visualized me and Randy at the beach at Port Aransas after a wonderful day of fishing for mackerel and watching the dolphins play in the ocean. I wondered if people might see the key, the eyeglasses or see THROUGH my brother's eyes...see scenes from his life or from fishing at the ocean. All of the fish and dolphin references, and starfish too, lead me to think that this did happen!! I include the photos of him to see if any of you recognize him from your dreams. I would love to hear about it if you did. Two more photos: These for Geoff especially, where in his dream he wrote. "ornate victorian pipes,valves, and machinery seem to grow from out of the walls." This really describes the outer visual workings of the oil tankers and platform barges that pass us by as we fish. The first photo is a recent one of mine from last year; a tanker heading out of the jetties to the gulf. The second is an older one, me in younger days (ha) out fishing with a tanker in the background.

Thanks all for the opportunity to play! I know I made this probably the most personal and emotional DFE so far, but in my view, emotions are pivotal in dreams and I had hoped they would make this experience powerful for us all! I enjoyed this experiment so much. I hope you enjoyed it as well. Kindest Regards, Candace

Dream Experiment Record Number 2

Here is my second dream for Dream Experiment Day!

I am standing at very tall, very wide, huge glass windows. These windows are so large you might find a similar type in the lobby of some skyscraper in a big city. I am not aware of the building I am in, if I am in one, just these windows.  It actually does not seem like there is a room that I am in, just the wall of glass windows. The windows are very near the ocean.

At first as I approach the windows I only see bright white fog.  The light is so bright it almost hurts my eyes. Then the glass becomes a “screen” of sorts and suddenly there are geometric shapes and colors projected on the glass, but in pale/pastel colors so that I can still see the ocean beyond the glass and images. I watch the shapes and colors change and move with the backdrop of the moving waves of water behind them.

There is something significant about the sequence of the images and the shapes. I understand it is the language of sacred geometry, but I acknowledge that I am only a novice in that form of communication and although I admire the colors and shapes I do not know what information they represent…YET. I know that I will soon learn this language and am unconcerned about missing the message.

The glass is very hot to the touch and I can feel the heat emanating from the window.

Now people arrive, lots and lots of people but they are all on the other side of the glass. They are gathering for a class. My daughter Lauren is there. She is very happy to be in this class. She goes inside a nearby building and sits in a large classroom. She sits in the very bottom right corner seat. This position is significant. She tells me “Eddie Hernandez” is going to be there. This fact makes her happy. Eddie is tall with curly dark hair and smiles a lot. He stands upon his seat and begins to pull down the rolling window shades on the nearby windows.

As she sits there I am suddenly in this building with her  and I notice I am being shown a “map” of the seats. I look around and the building seems to be a combination school and warehouse.  Someone is explaining to me that there are different seats available according to the needs of the student.  Each seat is created to conform to the needs of each student. Some have cushions, some do not. Some are wooden seats, there are many combinations available. The man speaking is a tall black man from the UK.  I take note of and admire his accent. He has a seashell in his pocket and shows it to me and smiles. It is his way of telling me he “made it to the beach” even though we are discussing other things.

I tell him “I like coming up with all of these business ideas, but I have absolutely no interest in running a business. “  He smiles with understanding. I continue by saying, “I want to spend my days doing exactly what I do now.”

I then look inside a box of “used” envelopes next to me and state that even these seemingly insignificant pieces of paper will be valuable someday.

The tall man who seems like an athlete then makes a “mousetrap” sort of setup with ropes, pulleys, fabric and boxes and furniture on a stage in front of the chairs of the classroom. He pulls on the rope and the parts and pieces move and fall and domino down in a funny way. I laugh. I know its an “inside” joke about the class’s  subject.

It’s time for me to go. I get in my pickup truck and try to drive away through the crowded parking lot but someone “official” gets slightly annoyed that I am leaving “the scene”. He says my tires will obscure the tracks they are studying. I tell him if he looks closely he can easily separate the tracks he is interested in from my own and I ignore his request not to drive away. I know he wants to make me feel like he has control over me but I know he does not and I peek at him in my rear view mirror as I leave the scene.

-End of Dream

Dream Experiment Record Number 1

I thought it might be fun to post my dreams here for you all to read. The other participants are already beginning to post their impressions and dreams to the Intention Experiment.  I must say even with only a handful of reports in at this time I am impressed!

I will post one dream today and the second dream tomorrow. Remember I was the "keyholder" and held an object others were to try to discern in the dream state. Refer to my post Dream Experiment Day! for details on the instructions.

Dream Number One:

My dream began in outer space. I was being shown the two entry points that Archangel Michael and Archangel Raphael use to enter the earth’s 3 dimensional frequency. Archangel Michael’s entry point was in Northern Europe and Archangel Raphael’s entry point was in Asia.  My understanding was that these points although presented as physical places above the earth, were actually something like numeric channel entry points like a station on a radio dial and did not necessarily correspond to the countries below them, nor did that limit the Archangels in any way with connecting with souls or communication on the planet.  

It seemed like I was being shown that the earth as an energy sphere had infinite points upon or above that sphere that corresponded to frequencies to the energies below on earth.

As soon as I acknowledged receipt of that information I was free to be on my way.

I flew down to the planet and landed on a beach. I walked a narrow, perhaps 2 foot wide red wood boardwalk toward the water. This wood was identical to the little pallet I saw Katherine sitting upon in Dream Fun Experiment Number 11, but much longer.

As I got toward the water I saw people gathering and sort of lining up on the left side of the boardwalk near the water. I made my way toward them. I brought my white towel and when I got close to the water I decided the thing to do was to lay the towel across the boardwalk to make a bridge so that they could “cross over” the boardwalk from one side to the other. Nearly everyone was dressed in white or light linen colored clothing. Everyone was very quiet and waiting patiently.

I laid the towel over the boardwalk from the left towards the sand on the right side. I sat on the right hand side on the edge of the towel.

Just as I was thinking about how to place the key object upon the towel and not have it trampled upon,  I suddenly became aware of a young girl, perhaps 10 years old,  laying at the bottom of a large sand dune on my right side. She was sleeping very soundly, so soundly I worried that she might not be well. She was stretched out very straight and still. She had coffee colored skin and was wearing only white terry cloth shorts. As I considered her I saw a man slide gently down from the top of the sand dune in a sitting position. I watched him glide down as smooth as glass and looked at his face. He was turned sideways and I only saw his profile. He too was wearing clothes like the others, white cotton, cool and simple shorts and shirt. He had longish brown curly hair and a beard and had his eyes closed. I observed him closely as he drifted down closer to me and noticed that at each point of his closed eyelashes there were tiny blue crystal bindis applied to his face. I understood that this indicated he was deep in trance or meditation. He sat very near the feet of the girl at the bottom of the dune and I realized he was coming to her aid in some way.

I then noticed as I was studying these two to my right that the key object was still in my pocket and I had not yet laid it on the towel. I carefully set the key in front of me and waited.

-End of dream