Discovering My Missions

Summary: Three dream sequences interrelated to defining roles I falsely believe will provide me satisfaction, while helping me envision a setup that captures the truer essence of my joy and purpose; how my desire to belong is misunderstood and hinders my ability to carry out my soul missions; highlighting one's strengths in a creative and fun way with a Character Sheet. 

I've needed a way to define what my missions are in life at this time, and what I'm wanting since I've been dreaming a couple nights lately of just the type of setup that would make me rather happy. Those two dreams featured me as a member of a group, led by someone I respect and seek the approval of. We are a community team of maybe five people handling strange jobs, though I don't understand the purpose. I just know I thoroughly enjoyed the tasks and the community was minimalistic. The sheriff at the police station, a good friend of our leader's, entrusted us to locate three missing white llamas that were reported escaped. These were special gifts for an exchange to take place as a sign of good faith with another community. They meant peace for our town. I drove around determined to find them. We searched through the dirt roads and streets overrun with grasses so that only the tire tracks marked the paths. I found one, Martin, and loaded him into the backseat, where he lay down. Another I sensed was being unrightfully claimed by a patron when it wandered into his yard. These llama were valuable, a prize to catch for a lowly farmer. One another was already caught by one of our teammates. I heard (information download style because it was not by radio) that this last one was being claimed and I felt comfortable to negotiate with the farmer with honesty of the situation, trusting he would relinquish claim for the good of his community. I was disappointed these other two were found before me, as I wanted to earn our leader's praise for catching them all. Still, I was satisfied to find the one right off and help negotiate for the third.

Another Theme Completed

Summary:  Stubborn math test finally completed and stress overcome for a satisfying completion of this lesson's term in spirit school; An old relationship with a young dead man returns;  Field trip to distant island and ruins; Circular artifact with pictographs improperly decoded; The failing of modern ability to translate ancient picture messages.

A common theme I've wrestled with decoding the meaning of and finding completion of (how I get recurring dreams to cease), is the school based dreams where I am going to be taking the final or some test and forgot to study or refresh material I've studied earlier in my education. Often I had fallen behind on my math homework or made a silly mistake on a test that would sabotage the whole grade. I become overly stressed. To be clear, I am not in school, I have not taken math in a few years; I perceive this as a metaphor not derived from immediate content of my life in such a direct ratio, rather it is conveying the idea that I am forgetting to do something I already knew the math principles at some time before. 

Sometimes this same message is portrayed as forgetting to have practiced my lines before a play and the build up of stress as my part approaches.

Well, whatever I did yesterday, my soul approved of.

What is Telepathy

Telepathy is rooted in empathy. There is no thought communication without compassion and awareness through surrender. By surrender, I mean the relaxed calm of participant observation rather than imposing will or resistance; being open and curious to whatever truth/reality might come in. Telepathy is the ability to connect and thus experience another living being's profound or strongly imprinted feelings, ideas, and experiences. You bear witness as a participant and observer in their experience that has made them what they are. You feel their pains and joys without judgment, surrendering your own life for a moment to share in theirs. Rather than following through their life moment to moment, the time and place you experience is decided by magnetic attraction. That is, whatever you are wondering about them, you are taken on the journey to demonstrate the answer. Say you wish to know about archeaology as it relates to water erosion, that creates a magnetic charge. An appropriate person matching the charge requested is attracted to you, especially if they too could learn something from you. For a thought to be seemingly imposed onto another person, that creature must be so strongly concerned for the receiver as to care more for them than the person themselves realizes they can be loved. The being transmitting is summoning sensations and possibilities already present in the person, they are simply drawing it to the surface like a magnetic force.

Handling Distractions

Summary: Object perception manipulation; missing element of the puzzle; color frequencies as dimensions; options for dealing with sexual tension.

Recorded scene from series of dreams on Night of 9th/10th 2012

I am at my parent's house again, coming up stairs to the attic converted into bedrooms. I avoid Chris out of obligation, suppressing strong desire for him to jump me. His little brother Otus is playing an old SNES game I recognized in the dream and have dreamt about before but can't remember the name of it. He's having trouble finding the yellow (what resemble cotton balls) hidden throughout the game. They aren't important to the story of advancement, he's just being a completionist. Where were they, I tried to remember from when I played the game. They were random drops after enemy battles.

Loving Thyself

One of my skills is being a companion and loving those I am soul-bounded to. Challenge to see myself as the higher beautiful and compassionate partner that I am, how my previous lovers from lifetimes ago saw me and continue to enjoy my company at times. The kind of pure love I've yearned to remember all this life is real somehow. With the spirit of my love we only show appreciation for who each other is and respect for what each other is doing. Our aura is merged, so we know what the other is feeling. In the physical expression process we move perfectly insync to one another's desires, that being always foremost to just be matching wavelengths to an eruption of pleasure. Pace, position, are all communicated as energy dialogue, instantaneous, without words, just a smooth exchange. Sex is a model and expression of that merging of consciousness.

Relative Success

Summary:  Results of the communication experiment; roleplay vision with angel/alien guide; coincidental meeting with local angel medium and our conversation; the next phase in establishing communication.

Power

Night of March 5/6th 2013

Dream: Two main scenes showing me first with my son then with my partner, Jim, in a joyful state of interacting with them. Scene is shades of gray, near void of real color, but my feeling of peace and love is unaffected. A brilliant light sparks between us as a beautiful manifestation of divine approval and power from our joy being together. With my son we were laughing and snuggling and I involved myself appreciatively in his play, and with my partner we engaged intimately, naked we wrapped around one another. I said to him I wanted to show him something amazing. Immediately I brought my hands to prayer, still in his embrace, and an arc of sparking light like how 'God' appeared bursted from my abdomen in a different dream experience (one of my most profound). It was nothing short of magic that released into the gray, dim world through our love and prayer. Gives a truer meaning to the phrase 'making love' than we've ever understood. It was beautiful and I wondered if it meant I could harness water, if it was a power to make miracles happen. Jim pulled away to see it more and pulled my soul out as he moved. My perspective remained in my body though, petrified, seeing a glowing outline of myself pulled out and with him. "Whoops." He said and somehow let go for it to return.

Inspiration

Last night, I pondered what I could do to express my appreciation to Link's grandparents for taking us in and letting me work while they cared for him. They are mentoring and supporting this other family in poverty in the area to keep the kid in school for a chance at a better life than what he's in now. Issues with the mom have been concerning them, and they don't know what more they can do. Of course I would like to be able to do something for that family to ease their concerns and reward them for their compassion, but I didn't know what to recommend, even though I am familiar with that scenario from my own childhood experiences. I asked for a clear indication of which type of flowers would express my appreciation to them, and I thought very purely about wanting to return their help.

Dream: I take leadership of a group of peers struggling with achieving their basic education and being disciplined in their choices. It became a classroom which I was stepping in to teach. I had a different approach from what had been going on here. My goal was to get these young adults to graduate, but more so, to create cooperation and support for one another, or so it turned out. I walked in declaring change, those who have a problem can leave. One person, then two more, than half the class left. We were going to get them back. One female student was discouraged, thinking it was pointless since everyone else thought so. I grabbed her shoulders and explained to her that education is not easy, it requires work, that someone like me didn't just breeze through to a degree, that I managed excellent grades in high school and college because I worked my ass off, and I come from poverty like they do. Assignments were those remaining students would go to the peers who left and instill in them a hope and dedication for taking control of the change they want in their lives. The student I shook was renewed, and became determined to help out her comrades by bringing them back to the promise I offered to teach.

My teeth started falling out. I tried to hold them in, continuing to communicate somehow with the students in our various organizing efforts (was not a sit down approach, was hands-on). Blood and pieces of my teeth were breaking off into my mouth. I held them in hoping my gums would mold back over them and hold them in place, which they did sometimes. I still coordinated, but with limited verbal communication, struggling through even if it meant I lose all my teeth.

Analysis: Did I somehow help the kids my son's grandparents try to help through my dream? Am I working in my dreams? Is there affect on the conditions of the physical world through dream events? I will still get her flowers as an immediate physical gesture, but maybe I helped the other way I knew would have relieved them as well, even if they never realize it. I am just glad to have been the vessel of identifying an area where help is needed and been offered a role of change. I don't know what I could do in the physical world to combat this problem since my time is monopolized with writing the book and caring for my son. Dreams allow us to do other necessary work we want to do but logically don't have the resources or time for, or at least let us pretend we have done something helpful. I hope, if I can't, that it at least leads other able persons to carry out that work. I may have contributed by putting the solution as thought waves out in the world. Hopefully someone picks it up (likely without realizing where the inspiration came from).

Update on previous post's topic: I believe I have discovered why the particular race of Reptilians genetically removed emotion out of their DNA, because their emotions were so intense and difficult to control, that they thought it would be easier to remove them, but in so doing removed the ability to feel love as well. Consider the Romulans as faction broken off from the Vulcan race (Star Trek). This still doesn't make sense. The Romulans allowed their intense emotions to run rampant, rather than try to control them, while the Vulcans, the peaceful ones, worked to suppress emotion. There was also a subset of Vulcans who learned to control, rather than suppress their emotions, that led to some indulging in telepathic manipulation. Roddenberry may have adjusted some of the truth to fit the main change of humans being the galactic federation (a good move for perspective and relatability).

Natural Methods

Morning of Feb. 5th 2013

After researching and pondering about the relationship and possible uses of bismuth and phosphate (which phosphate is the question), I napped briefly to be given a simply, plain vision.

Dream: Instructions with visual of myself covering my body in a thick, beige mud-like material. The knowing was granted to me (meaning there was no source of the information that was represented visually in the dream, it just came into my mind from a source other than myself) that it was one of those two materials (bismuth or phosphate, leaning toward bismuth) and that it was to improve conductivity.

Analysis: Now I don't know if this implies a form of healing, a way to allow clearer telepathic communication, but I do believe it is an as yet unrecognized simple organic method involving magnetism. By encasing the body in an aqueous, diamagnetic material... what occurs? This feels related to the water enigma. In a recent dream (posted), two at a time had to tread in a particular area of the lake. When immersed in water, perhaps at a sweet spot in line with Earth's magnetic grid, are our bodies sanctified? Purified? Healed? If it was phosphate, slathering a aqueous salt mixture would dehydrate the skin. Sounds like mummification. Real mummy skin, done properly by the ancient civilizations had (perhaps superstitiously more than reality) healing properties. I know this is widely abhorred today, but the practice existed and we cannot ignore the reports of people at those times. The theory was that the elaborate care of the corpse and placement in step pyramids imbued the body with near magical properties.

Bismuth can be found in pure quantities as a powder to make a kind of mud with, but I suspect the mud was primarily a different material with a significant percentage of the mud's makeup being bismuth. Mud baths supposedly help remove toxins from the body, improve the skin's appearance, relieves pain and inflammation (something I seriously need for my back from breastfeeding, and for an old injury flare).

This is very intriguing if it is related to healing. Does the process enhance the effectiveness of the healing when at a sweet spot in the Earth's geomagnetic field? Do crop circles point us to sweet spots? Where can I find the appropriate material to use? Or, if the water healing theory is also correct, where is the closest water to me at one of Earth's geomagnetic sweet spots? Perhaps this would relabel the benefits of a kind of mud bath. What percentage of bismuth must be in the mud? The limestone of the pyramids used 20%. Was it a phosphate mud with a percentage of bismuth? Does it matter? Please give me more details regarding this subject I am very curious, especially since we have been ill the last couple weeks. What is a time frame to leave it on? Until it dries? Clarify for me if I am misinterpreting this dream.