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@Serotoninluv @Identity Was just reading this.... thought it seemed relevant Genesis 1:1: “In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth.” The first mistake people often make in reading this verse is to consider the words “heaven” and “earth” as literally the globe we live on and the idea that heaven is a physical location out there somewhere. Divorce your mind of that idea. The kingdom of heaven is within you, and you are the earth. But what does this mean? Heaven and earth universally symbolize spirit and matter. The true you is a spirit having a material existence. “Heaven” and “earth” are simply terms to help the intellect grasp the unfoldment of the ONE abiding reality, which is neither spirit nor matter. In ancient philosophical terms, spirit is active while matter is receptive. Think of spirit as energy, and matter as lifeless form that is receptive to this energy. Matter is simply the vehicle of form, which is ultimately illusory because it is subject to change.The spirit side of God is masculine / male, while the feminine aspect of God is female / receptive. They are both eternal. Matter receives spirit, and life commences through a spirit-matter interaction, the first Logos (consciousness). Spirit must have a body / mother / matter / earth to experience through. Genesis 1:3: “And God said, let there be light: and there was light.” In verses one and two, the unmanifest, unconscious, and impersonal Absolute (God) has begun the process of it’s own self-realization. How does this self-realization of its potential become actual? Through his right hand (symbolizing power and potential becoming actual), which is also the New Testament concept of Christ. Light, God’s light, symbolizes the dawn of self awareness or individual human consciousness. This was in the philosophical mind of the writer of the Gospel of John when he states, “In him was life, and that life (individual consciousness) was the light of men.” It is the spark of individuality, which must be built up through the experiences on each plane of existence (expanding its sphere of realization), through the physical (senses, sensations), the emotional (feelings), the mental (thoughts), the spiritual (intellect allied with intuition, wisdom and love), and finally, the fullness of Christ where he becomes all in all, in us. And this act of light symbolizes the impersonal God becoming personal as a self-aware, conscious soul through mankind. Genesis 1:27: “So God created man in his own image, in the image of God created he him; male and female created he them.” What does it mean to be created in the image of God, both male and female? We are not speaking of literal sexes. Rather, the male-female principle which is found in nature of the lower planes is a reflection of the higher nature found on the upper planes in a spiritual sense. Male / female signifies spirit-matter, love-wisdom, mind-emotion, and intellect-intuition. Being created male / female in the image of God is the higher nature ruling completely over the lower nature. This ONENESS becomes dual when Adam and Eve partake of the tree of knowledge and become physical beings outside of the Garden. The mind becomes split, dual, and the mind and emotions, even intellect and intuition, are separate. God tells man to have dominion over all creatures of the earth. Remember, the earth is us, and all the living things in the earth are within us. We must have dominion over the lower nature where all these creatures are symbolic of thought, emotion, sensation, desire, etc. Many Christians have taken this verse to mean we are to literally rule over all animals. Try to tell a polar bear, lion, great white shark, or whale what to do. You can’t. The only power you have over them is your intellect, which can make or build things to contain animals or kill them. But even animals are a part of the human soul, and your physical evolution upon this earth was dependent on them. American Indians understood this truth, and they called animals their brothers, for which they had great respect. (from spiritofthescriptures.com)

@Serotoninluv Except the once that I stepped into a dream from being awake and could not really find a transition from body to dream body. No choices were made, and nothing was created (consciously by me) and yet here I am (or here is an experience of) stepping into a window which has appeared in the darkness. Nothing was forgotten... until a few minutes later when I lost lucidity

to experience? to forget? lol this is a real heavy topic in my dream work right now. And its not even like its a conscious choice, but just happens naturally and seamless

@Identity @Leo Gura I think it is not so much past lives, but you are seeing dream characters (during eye or mirror gazing) who probably represent different aspects of your personality and role in this lifetime. Or both, which is why it can be so confusing and so hard to corroborate. (and you can't even be sure that if you are gazing into a past life, if you are seeing the actual past life, or again, a dream character who represents an aspect of the past life) still hella cool, though

Had a strange vivid dream last night : Last night I dreamed that I was in an airport. I was young, maybe first or second grade, and am a part of this trio of friends, which looked very similar to Harry Potter, Hermione, and Ron, with me being the Harry looking character. The Ron looking character, who was called Scott, was actually the leader of our group, and somehow talked us into hacking the computers and wreaking havoc on the airport. As we are leaving the airport, there is a room with computers that are left virtually unmanned. We distract the one employee that we see, while Scott goes and hacks into one of the computers further down. He installs a virus that will shut everthing in the airport down, including electricity, and also erase all records. The virus is set with a ten minute timer, and soon we are rushing out to get away from there before any one realizes it is us who is responsible. We get to our car and drive away, relieved that we didn''t get caught, but also a bit paranoid. Then, for some really dumb reason, I realize I have to go back and get something. I successfully get back into the airport, after, it seems, that the airport was thrown into chaos and had already recovered. I seem to be sneaking back out just fine, but right at the exit is a line of cops. They are technically looking for Scott, but recognize that I was with him earlier. They detain me and then find Scott and the other friend waiting for me out in the parking lot. They round us all up for interrogation. Before going into the interrogation room, I pass by the girl friend and we agree to throw Scott under the bus and say we had nothing to do with it. I was dreading being asked questions, because I'm horrible at lying and keeping a straight face. But as it turns out, Scott nobly turns himself in and claims all responsibility. Me and the girl are let go.

@Identity I can get to the point where my face turns white /gray and might begin to morph but I can't hold the gaze long enough. I need to practice trataka meditation more

You can do this alone, too, in front of a mirror http://exploringparanormal1.blogspot.com/2013/07/mirror-gazing.html?m=1 https://www.dreamviews.com/inner-sanctum/90210-seeing-who-you-were-previous-lives-through-mirrors.html

Yes!! Please do. I would love to hear adventures in astral travel because that fascinates me.

some listening music: I had dreams and good dream awareness last night, but nothing really to report. So here's one from April 2019: Became lucid last night. I was on an indoor balcony and a lady below was talking up to someone beside me. I noticed that I couldn't make out what she was saying, and asked her to repeat herself. She did, and used a specific word that was in a movie I went to see last night and I asked her why she used that word. She said something along the lines of she doesn't know why she does the things she does, and I told her that's because I'm the dreamer and she's not really responsible for anything. She gets scared and runs away. I chase her through the house and suddenly no one wants to talk to me and runs away from me. I lose lucidity shortly after. It's so amazing that I can be 'in control' and yet my DC'S (who are me) act so unpredictably. and this one from April 2019: This happened this morning during a small dream in between snoozes: A woman takes me to an empty field, which is walled off and can be entered through a wooden gate. She is a character from a tv show I have been watching, and is known to be evil and to kill people, but sometimes has a human side. She steps into the empty field and closes the gate in front of me. I act upset that she has closed me out, and ask her to open the gate. She does, and then I am afraid that she is angry with me. I say something like "please don't..." "what, kill you?" she answers. She motions me over to her and tells me to sit down, by the post in the entrance of the gate. She sits beside me, and we begin talking, although I don't remember about what. Suddenly I look past her and see a blue house at the back of the field. "Where did that house come from?" I ask, realizing that it was not there before. She doesn't seem surprised, or interested in this at all. I look again, and the house is now white. "OK, that house was blue," I say, now staring at the house, with wood panel siding that has been painted white. There is a four panel window near the edge of the house, and one of the top panels is the same blue color that the house had previously been. I look again, and the house is now blue again. "See? Now its blue again!" Then my alarm goes off ?I didn't get lucid, but I'm proud of my questioning things. I probably was seconds away from becoming lucid, I think. Oh well....

@Dean Walker ok yes it could be possible you are staying centered and attentive and still activating your third eye. From all I've heard, you are supposed to ignore the light show when meditating and don't give it energy.

some listening music) This lucid dream is from Feb. 2019: Last night I get lucid, and decide to melt through the wall of whatever building I am in, and explore outside. The streets outside are dark, and quiet, and somewhat apocalyptic. Abandoned cars, very few people... I walked up to some DC's to ask what they represent, but they wouldn't give me straight answers and act very depressed . I was getting fed up with this... So I yelled out "fix yourselves!" while holding this expanding sensation in my head. All around me, the streets brightened up into day, shops began to open up, people return to work, and the environment became lively again. Pleased with myself , I continued to experiment with asking DC's what they represent, but still am not getting straight answers. Although most of them agreed that I created them, that this is a dream, etc. I'm beginning to think that not all DC's represent something, and can just be extras in the 'dream - movie' . This question (what do you represent?) must only apply to DC's that have an active role in the story. But the problem is, if there is a story going on, I'm usually not lucid... Also from Feb. 2019: Was at this house, where this grandmother type figure was cooking dinner. Outside, but with no transition from outside and inside, there was a lake and a tall jump off point. My dad and brother kept trying to get me to jump in the lake, because they said it was for salvation or something. Apparently the lake was enchanted and whoever jumped in turned into a pig. I refused to jump in, partly because it was really rocky at the bottom of the jump, and then because I found out it turns you into a pig. I argue with several people about not jumping in, but they do anyway and swim back into shore as a pig. I help some of them into the bank. I go back into the house and the old lady and some people are tending to dinner. I start to complain about what was going on outside, and then everyone turns on me and tries to pin me down. The old lady pulls a gun out of the refrigerator... I intuit that this is her place and she is a witch who enchanted the lake out back. I run outside and run away

You might be letting yourself get too drowsy or relaxed, instead of keeping an attention. But if you do this as a separate practice and can learn to reach this state easily, you can learn to enter a dream from the waking state. (WILD) It's like stepping into another world. But again, it's separate from meditation practice.

quite common: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hypnagogia Sights Among the more commonly reported,and more thoroughly researched, sensory features of hypnagogia are phosphenes which can manifest as seemingly random speckles, lines or geometrical patterns, including form constants, or as figurative (representational) images. They may be monochromatic or richly colored, still or moving, flat or three-dimensional (offering an impression of perspective). Imagery representing movement through tunnels of light is also reported. Individual images are typically fleeting and given to very rapid changes. They are said to differ from dreams proper in that hypnagogic imagery is usually static and lacking in narrative content, although others understand the state rather as a gradual transition from hypnagogia to fragmentary dreams, i.e., from simple Eigenlicht to whole imagined scenes. Descriptions of exceptionally vivid and elaborate hypnagogic visuals can be found in the work of Marie-Jean-Léon, Marquis d'Hervey de Saint Denys.

I think its possible that all of our nightly dreams take place in the same astral or dream realm, but that it is personal to the individual dreamer, where your conscious and subconscious mind influences and builds the dream around you. But that's not to say its happening inside your brain... in fact I think it would be impossible to pinpoint exactly where its happening, if its happening anywhere at all. The only thing I can tell you for sure is that dreams are individual to the dreamer. How that fits into nonduality, I can't say....

(really needed my sleep last night, so no vivid dreams. Here's one from earlier this year ) (some listening music:) I stop at a Mexican restaurant. I was very excited to eat there because they experimented with dishes and flavors. I could feel the love of food there. The hostess said I can sit in the back, but then I realize I didn't have a wallet. I wait in the waiting room for some reason, with several long wooden benches. There was a hot shirtless guy in front of me and apparently his shirt was behind me and he reached to get it. I told him it really wasn't necessary to put the shirt on and he was doing us all a favor. Later, I notice someone's RV is on fire, outside of the restaurant. I ask an employee and she gets the owner and he rushes out to check on the RV. We run out together, and by now they RV had morphed into a large van, but still on fire. I find out that the owner of the restaurant had been living in the van and now is crying because he will be homeless. Later I am leaving and following a couple guys and a girl down the road. The guys start quietly making fun of me for walking with them, so I just say I was wondering if anyone wanted a ride. The girl agrees and we head back to my car. I say something like 'later assholes' and then the whole way walking back to the car I'm worried they are coming to beat me up, and they are. One almost gets me when my alarm goes off... Before that dream, I ended up at a witch's castle. At the entrance, there's a large pit with spikes at the bottom which I would have to fly over to get into the main part of the castle. The witch kept throwing her dogs at me from around the corner and I was supposed to shoot some kind of energy bubble at her without hitting the dogs to get past her. I keep missing and she eventually gives up and goes away. Then I sneak in. I end up going out the back of the castle and onto a very intricate brick patio thing and on the far left side was a long mural but not a painting, they were carvings in the side of a stone cliff. At first I thought it was telling the story of Zelda BOTW- the down fall of hyrule ending with guardians piling up, so I got out my camera because I wanted to share this online with the zelda forums. As I'm filming it, I see dopey and other dwarves and realize it's actually a carved mural of snow white. Oh well. This is when the witch comes out to find me. She hurls fireballs at me. I try to avoid her a bit but then give in. Back inside, I am taken to a room, full of neat things to look at. All kinds of bits and baubles. I figured she couldn't have been too bad of a witch, and she actually turned out to be pretty nice. ?‍♂️

@IndigoGeminiWolf have you tried it with something easily tested, like 'I feel a tingling in my right index finger' or 'so and so will run into me today at the grocery store'?

It was an absolutely amazing show, and takes place in a world that one could learn to manipulate the fabric of reality with your mind, just as one does in their nightly dreams. It's a very fun concept to explore in imagination but don't get too hung up on if it truly describes reality... Very very fun show though, and expertly written. It was kind of weird about the sister's relationship, especially with that man, but who knows if that even happened after all? Many parts of the show make me think of what an lsd or dmt trip would be like. I've never tried either.

@SoonHei vivid dreams are always awesome! So now you have a place to jot them down if you feel compelled to share ??? Oh and I'm glad you like the music! I wanted to share this beautiful soundtrack and it took a while to find tracks that fit the post

This morning, I had the longest, most interesting lucid dreams I have ever had. It really blew me away and what a great dream to start off my official dream journal. (( some listening music)) Last night I got lucid, and to make a long story short, after a somewhat frightening encounter with Freddy Krueger in my bed where my husband should have been, I am dragged out of my body and into the living room, in what felt like a traction beam. This is nothing new to me and I've become quite used to the sensation... I feel myself being carried up through the ceiling, like I sometimes do when I'm dragged out of my body and can't gain control. But I am able to break out of the traction beam and land back onto the living room floor. One of my dogs is out there sleeping and he gets up and starts whining at me as if he can tell I'm there. I interact with him for a bit, and then decide to go outside. I back slowly into the sliding glass doors in the rear of the house and melt my way through. Outside, it is not really my backyard but almost like a neighborhood with apartment buildings. One of my typical dream goals when I get lucid is to try and fly up to the stars. I try to do this, but as usual cannot get up very high. I am able to reach the bottom branches of a nearby tree, but I can't seem to go any higher. I begin to notice that the stars in the sky that I am seeing, however, are in layers, and not all of them are in outer space. In fact, many of them are little twinkles within the tree branches themselves. I am able to fly up high enough through some of the branches to investigate this for myself. Eventually I start pulling myself up using the branches, and make my way into the crest of the tree. There, I find a camera. I look around to see what it would be taking pictures of, and find that there's a window to an apartment directly behind me, with an african american couple in their kitchen being tender with each other. I turn on the camera in attempt to look at the pictures, but they were too muddy to see. I jump out of the tree, and begin walking or flying down the path of the neighborhood which eventually morphs into a middle eastern looking corridor, like an underground bazaar. I passed by several people dressed like Aladdin before getting the idea of conversing with dream characters, or DC's. I walk up some stairs to a door, and decide that I will talk to the nearest character I see on the other side. The door opens up into a busy street, with a big red double decker bus stopping to pick up passengers. I walk up to the bus and up to a lady and her teenage daughter. 'Hi', I say. 'Is it alright if I ask you a few questions?' 'Sure', the lady responds, 'but you were already here last night and I answered all your questions' I'm flooded with a (probably false memory) memory of being there recently, of asking this lady and her daughter questions, at this little outdoor cafe beside a large gray stone building. But I can't remember what I asked, and so I try to come up with a good question to ask her now. I look up and around at the large stone buildings around me, with intricate carvings around the edges. 'Are we in Italy?' I ask, bewitched. I can't recall the lady's reply but I intuit that it was yes. Suddenly the dream dissolves and I find myself back in bed. I feel the tractor beam pull me out of bed again, and once again find myself in the living room. I play with both my dogs this time and decide to go out the front door, with the intention of talking to the first DC I find. Immediately, a somewhat attractive looking man walks into my front yard and is investigating something in my tree. 'Hey there,' I say, after approaching. 'can I ask you a few questions?' 'No,' the man says. He turns to me and I can see that he looks like a young doc brown from back to the future, lab coat and all. 'I'm busy', he adds. I back off, and climb onto a bus that has just stopped at the end of my driveway. I spend a few minutes conversing with some characters on the bus, but I don't remember the conversations. What I do remember is that the dream was beginning to fade and I remembered the technique of rubbing my hands together, and soon the dream snapped back to crystal clear and full color. Soon after I go towards the front of the bus and stop to talk to the driver. 'May I ask you a few questions?' 'Sure, fine... go ahead.' I don't remember everything I asked him, but the main existential questions I had throughout the dream where: 'what are you?' 'what am I?' 'how are you there, and how am I here? ", Etc.... At one point I landed upon another question I have been wanting to ask. 'When were you born?' The bus driver laughs. 'Well, I guess right after Matthew turned you down earlier. ' I intuit that Matthew was the man who turned me down at the tree, and that this bus driver was called into existence as the next experience for the dream. 'Do you resent your existence? ' I ask, a little worried at what he might say. I don't recall the specific reply, but it was an agreement to the question. ' You really regret that I created you?' I ask, becoming emotional. 'I'm so sorry... It's my fault... I don't know how to stop!' I will say that the bus driver remained very nice and friendly to me, even after revealing this dark secret to his creator. Soon the dream became some kind of high thrills speed chase, and my husband pops in from nowhere to join. He points out that we are no longer in a bus racing through the streets, but in a boat speeding through rolling waves. Im losing lucidity, but am able to stay a bit centered as I look inquisitively at my husband. I was glad he was having fun. I begin to wonder, if on some level, if he really had joined my dream. I ask the bus driver : 'Is he really here?' ' I dunno ', he responds, with a shrug of ignorance (or defiance, I couldn't tell). Soon I find myself back in bed. I get up and melt into the back sliding doors again. This time is more like a backyard, but definitely not what mine should look like. I try to go and invade my neighbors house, but can't melt through the fence. I fly up and away, and land on a road somewhere outside of the neighborhood. In a shack on the side of the road I see two teenage girls, who might have been sisters, emerging from the shack. They agree to answer questions and walk me across the road to their house. We walk up to the porch and lead me to a small wooden swinging bench. The girls told me to sit. I sit in a well worn spot, and the girls warn me that I shouldn't sit there because that was Ollie's spot. I move over obligingly, but become a bit upset because I can't understand why some DC, who isn't even there and probably doesn't exist, is dictating where I, the God of the dream, can sit. I was imagining that this Ollie fellow was their oppressive father, who had that head of household mentality and no one can sit in his spot. 'I don't understand why I, your creator, can't sit like a king on a throne,' I say, pouting. 'How can you really tell me where to sit?' The girls laugh, and begin to inform me that Ollie was their dog, and that was his usual spot, and that he had been having explosive diarrhea lately. Sure enough, the dog climbs into his spot and then proceeds to have diarrhea everywhere. The older girl takes a clump of it and starts throwing it at me, laughing playfully as if teaching me a lesson. I manage to run away but did get a bit in my hair. Eww sorry to leave you on such a disgusting note, but even though the dream continued, this is about all I can recall. I can intuit that the rest of the dream was sweet, and relaxing. This was one of my most awesome experiences ever. Thank you for reading!!

I still stand by this, again especially if it impacts your job or family life, but there's always a way you can dumb things down to their 'level' if you feel you need to share your path with them. Just leave out the bits that say you are God. Try to share things on your personal social media that inspires your friends and family to meditate, live in the moment, and to look within. If it's similar to my situation, the people in my life could really use that advice.

Kind of funny the main lady traded one messiah for another... She's the same actress from 'the path' on Hulu ?

To be honest, yes I would take it down if too 'out there' that it hurts your job and family life. Join some enlightenment groups on Facebook where you can express yourself freely

@EntheogenTruthSeeker haha yeah I have to be very careful what I post to social media while high on thc... Even just simple stuff that should make sense like - 'I am not all these ideas about myself, I am whatever I find here, now' just sounds like a high weirdo and a friend even told me that kind of talk is scary ?

@mandyjw nice synchronicity, just noticed that ?

((some listening music...)) Mirrors, mirrors, Everywhere I see. Everywhere I look, I only see me. Mirrors, mirrors, Within and without, Reflecting an image Which cannot be let out. Mirrors, mirrors, Sometimes I forget, If the image I see, Is me, or nyet. Mirrors, mirrors, Never lonely, never two. The way of the heart, Is through. Mirrors, mirrors, Everywhere I see. Could what looks back Actually be me?