Dreaming at the Center of My Being
This morning before waking I dreamt I was standing in front of an oval-shaped stargate, about the side of a large mirror. Peering into it, I saw another dimension, with beings in it.
This particular dimension appeared to be dark and foreboding. I asked the people who were showing it to me (who I did not see in the dream) if the beings on the other side of the stargate could see me as I could see them. No clear answer was provided.
In this dream, I was shown the same stargate twice. My feeling in the dream was that this was entirely real, and quite ordinary. I could sense how easy it would be to walk through this dimensional doorway, and find myself safely and instantly transported to another dimension, or any location in our galaxy or beyond. The feeling of the dream was of this being a simple revealing of this ancient technology to me at this time.
I find Chris’ dream incredibly synchronous given mine of last night. Here is my description of it, which I wrote before having Chris’ brought to my attention. After reading it, I also read SaLuSa’s comment on psychic abilities opening. The synchronicity of the whole thing amazes me. But then I’m not sure that anything happening now should amaze us any longer.
Last night was the night I felt I had to turn around this sleep deprivation. I took the various naturopathic remedies I’d bought that day, turned on the music designed to help me sleep, and slept for two four-hour periods.
But the really remarkable thing was not the sleep but the dreams I had. I wonder if the same thing happened for you last night or may happen another night.
I had two dreams of four hours each. In the first, I was in a university setting and at a meeting. Our group encountered opposition that resulted in sanctions taken against us. Our belongings were confiscated and we left the scene greatly saddened. It felt like the typical lemming madness that afflicts our society today. I felt as if I were reliving and completing all the opposition I’ve experienced for adhering to 9/11 truth and the 2012 Ascension scenarios.
The second dream is more difficult to talk about because it felt like a reliving of circumstances to do with the creation of my being. Not my being as in soul, but present being. But more than that I cannot distinguish.
I found myself directed to a place that once had some particular significance to that creation event but was now overgrown. I spent a great deal of time wandering around the place until I felt satisfied and left.
I drove to another place that felt to me like a hall where celebrations were held. I saw myself at one point in the dream and, though my facial features were slightly different, I knew it was me.
My mother and father arrived along with many guests. They were not the same people as my present parents. I was in the midst of a gathering – “party” would be too festive a word – that was there for the occasion which I can only describe as a re-introduction. I was reacquainting myself with my parents, myself, and everyone else.
Nothing was explained. Everything simply unfolded and felt natural.
The process that was enacted was like reawakening. The knowledge was coming from within and “emerging.” We seemed to “blossom”as that knowledge arose.
I awoke when the process of acknowledgment was completed. I must say I feel refreshed for the first time in ages. But I also feel a desire to remain apart and quiet. I’m not sure what just took place but it calls out from me a need to remain off by myself, open and reflective.
To honor it, I may take the day off. On the other hand, given how much is happening today, I may not have the luxury of taking time off. I may need to forge ahead.