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Omens and Symbols in the Waking Dream

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One of the purposes of dream working with nocturnal dreams is to use the skills developed therein to read the waking dream, the day quotidian. Totems, omens and signs have been “read” by humanity for millennia. At the moment our current totem animal is a heron. He was present this morning at dawn and I have just seen him again as dusk nears. Places with a rich folklore like here in Brittany will have their own omen vocabulary.

To some interpreting the waking dream as a normal passive nocturnal dream sounds a bit odd. Nevertheless, I have done this for over two decades. The thing here is to use intuition and not rational mind. Not everything in the waking dream is a dreaming symbol or an omen. Things which casually catch your attention perhaps at the periphery of the visual field can be symbols.

Somethings demand full attention.

To give an example. At exactly the moment we stepped out of the door of the physiotherapist clinic my eye was drawn to seven crows in the sky. Instantly they broke into a group of three and one of four they cawed and flew off in opposite directions. There was a surge of “energy” and because crows are the courier of/to power in a universal sense, I had the sensation that power is up to something and some of it is of a divisive nature. Power is on the move.  7 is the dreaming symbol for guidance so the crows were guiding. 3 is the need for creativity and joy / mixed abundance, 4 is stability. More deeply three is the dreamer and four is the dreamed.

You could say that I noticed a glitch in the matrix. But this is life and not software.

Bear with me.

Cars are the dreaming symbol for state of awareness. Your car reflects your state of awareness. If you have a car crash or suddenly the radiator blows, your car is trying to tell you something and is informing you of how you are in life. Have a think about any time you have had a car crash. What was going on in your life at the time? Was there a crisis? Did a way of being / perceiving come crashing down or end suddenly? I’ll wager that if you had a car crash your life was out of balance and perhaps badly so at the time.

In order to best do this, you have to intend to observe dreaming symbols in “real” life. It is actually quite fun and you might be surprised what you learn. Insights beyond boring rationality and reason can be had.

At the moment I do not get many dreaming symbols because I do not need power, the universe, to guide me much. I am not interacting a great deal with life outside the compound.

One time I was in Belgium being interviewed for a Gallium Nitride MOVPE growth job at IMEC a semiconductor and nanotechnology research centre. There was someone in place and they were interviewing behind the scenes. We had inordinate difficulty finding the hotel in the Leuven one way system. The interview was a bit weird. I had a stonker of a dream. As we drove back without sat nav into Brussels, expecting some trouble finding the railway station and car hire place, I took a turn on intuition and ta-da we were at the railway station. It was an omen telling me to get out of Belgium. Power, the universe, was showing me the way, get out of Dodge. A few hours later whilst sight seeing before we took our train, HR called and told me that I did not get the job.

I am reasonably confident that because I have written this piece, I will be getting some dreaming symbols soon, in the waking dream. Let’s see if the prediction is accurate.

Today we have had our massive volet-shutters repaired, more light, and after visiting Orange yesterday we have an appointment for fibre optic broad band installation early next week!!

As the crows predicted, things have started to move.

Dreams and Life Changing Decisions

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To be specific in what follows dreams refers to passive nocturnal dreaming, most often in the 4-7AM time frame. I am lucid in these dreams, knowing that I am dreaming, they are then either written by hand down in a journal on waking or typed into a word document.

The theory is that the reincarnating entity or dreamer selects a dreamed for each life in order to evolve, learn and thorough fulfilling a fate work at its destiny. The dreamed is the physical body or apparatus, its personality, weaknesses and abilities. In this context, I the dreamer, chose my parents, their circumstance and this lump of meat. Both my parents had a scientific leaning, it was fairly natural that I became a scientist of sorts. I was perhaps fated to study at a world top ten university, do my Ph.D. at a place with the world’s highest per capital Nobel prize density and later teach at another world top ten university in London, the capital of the UK. I am a trained chemical physicist.

In order to work with the theory above one has to literally follow, to the best of ability, what happens in dreams, even if that goes against “common sense”, plans and ambitions. The dreams may suggest things which you would prefer not to do and things which you do not like. This means that my orientation to life differs from the bulk of humanity. It may not sound too much but in practise it can be radical.  It would be very scary for someone prone to control freakery.

The dreamer tries to guide the dreamed towards the purpose of any given birth. The dreamer senses a destiny and needs to complete the fate for a chosen life. Fate being an integral over all karma.

People can play lip service to fate. They like to imagine that they are in control of their lives and that they direct life, that they can have life on their own terms.

At the moment I am fated to live outside society, physically adjunct. I got a new passport today. It has space for two emergency contacts. I was only able to fill one of them. I am not socially connected and that extent of disconnection is hard for most to comprehend or imagine. Few would believe how very little I use a mobile phone, despite the fact that I am reasonably computer literate.

I have made around six significant life changing decisions based on my interpretation of dream contents. Each one of these set off a sequence of events which were unexpected. I have had dreams which vastly altered my understanding of this current life. In making offerings after some of these dreams I have largely been ignored. A common theme in my dreams is that I will not be believed. I have rationalised this that I am fated not to be believed. It does not particularly bother me. That seems to be how it is.

There is “evidence” in my dreams of 7 or 8 previous incarnations, one of whom is a named historical figure. In most of these lives I have been associated with the “priesthood”. There is no way of proving this, I myself and inclined to believe this explanation. We have a pukka erstwhile ex-scientist believing something which would be for most of my ex-colleagues something of a stretch. It is a strange fate to find myself in this position and I do no know what if anything to do with it.

My interest in dreaming was rekindled by “The Alchemist” by Paulo Coelho.

For eight years I did a dreaming practice specifically to allow the dreamer, the Soul, to advise thence to take over the steering will of my mundane vehicle, the dreamed. I am a dreamer by predilection and in some arrangements, I am “in” the place of dreams the South. I lived as a child under the light of the Southern Cross. It is not too surprising that my dreaming is vivid and extensive.

Letting go of the steering wheel and handing it to my dreamer, the real me, was not easy.  However, retrospect suggests that the dreamer knew what it was doing because things unfolded. You need to have faith and courage to try this.

At the moment it looks as though there is not much complexity to my remaining fate. But one dream could alter all that dramatically…

It has happened before a sudden turn…

We shall see…

A New Phase?

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My previous passport was set to expire in March 2015 so I applied for a new one in September 2014. The following year I joined the big C club and was operated on 2nd July at full moon. The cancer was diagnosed pT3N0M0 with around 40 clear lymph nodes. They caught it just in time as at T3 it had broken through the colon wall. That passport kicked off a new phase of my life. I had colon cancer and bought myself T-shirts with a large semicolon on. I no longer had a full colon. I did not get any chemotherapy. I was now very expensive to insure in terms of life cover. Key man insurance was in the 50 grand sterling range. I did not want to continue tutoring high school science.

I have just applied for a new passport. The passport office have told me that it is printed and on its way. A passport is an identity document. My identity has been renewed. I hope this one is not a harbinger of doom. We have seen too many hospitals these last few years.

I have had a feeling these last few weeks that I am waiting for something and that something new is on its way.

Suddenly two things went our way. I caught the stray Tom and he is back now neutered looking at me through the window to see if there are any more bits of food. The vet thinks he may have feline FIV. And the volet company can fix our volets before Christmas!!

I am a bit sad in that my new passport will not be an EU one…

It is a full moon today…

Hmnn

Toltec Baby Dream 9-5-18

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Just found this one in the vaults, so to speak.

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Here is this morning’s dream:

I am at a US style motel and we go around the upper veranda to an upstairs room. Which we enter. I am with a younger man, taller than me, whom in everyday life I have not yet met. The room is deceptively spacious.

At one side there is a ceiling to floor curtain on the wall. This stands out and is noteworthy. I go to the curtain and peak behind it. I can see that behind it is a wall. I draw the curtain back and the wall starts to warp, bend and breathe. There is a sense that this wall is a portal.

Something is trying to come through the wall now that we have drawn the curtain. We stand back and a “hologram” baby starts to materialize. It is wearing diapers but is standing up. It is a bit big for a baby. It glows and shimmers and gives off light. I know that this is a / the Toltec baby.

With the baby is a remote control. By using the remote control, we can get the baby / hologram to play scenes for us. The scenes are numbered and can be repeated, seen again.

We watch a number of these scenes which are holo-projected out of the Toltec baby. I already know them all, but they are new to the younger man.

In scene three the younger man is to have a meeting with “don Juan”. He is to go through the portal and on the other side Juan will be waiting for him in the lobby of a swish hotel, all suited and booted. 

I get the younger man to replay the scene because it is for him specifically.

We then call down to reception for a suit. A room service man who is ultra-helpful comes up to the room with a suit which is the correct size for the younger man. He acts like a tailor’s assistant and helps the younger man to get dressed. As he strips to his undergarments, we notice that he is wearing an FBI style “wire”. We say that he must take this off because it is of no use where he will be going. This he willingly does. The tailor continues to dress him, he is very nearly ready to go and looks smart and well-manicured in the suit.

Outside a cow in the shed starts mooing loudly in the barn and I hear it through our open bedroom windows. It causes me to wake from the dream.

2025 Numerology -First Pass

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If you look at the post previous, 2024 was predicted to be a year of dis-harmony. There was a lot of it about especially in politics, UK, USA, France, Germany, Georgia etc.

Brutal wars continue to rage and divisions, scars, deepen.

2025 is a nine year – positive aspect is completion.

It is a 5 year – freedom and change – 5 is a volatile number. Change can be enforced by karma.

25 is a seven – need for guidance ideally from the soul but 25 is also a dark jewel temptation.

There are two twos – 2 – need for humility and understanding.

The jewel 9, completion, is a swirly number. Bringing things to a sound completion can be very hard and just when you think you might be getting there things open up again and resist completion or closure. It is the Tarot 9.

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This card has a glimmer of light in the darkness of the unknown. We have heard Trump on his soap box, it is unknown what he will actually do. I don’t think he even knows himself; he just plays the crowd for popularity. Personally, I am not looking forward to hearing him, his voice, on the news. I doubt it was “God” who saved him from the bullet. I don’t think Trump bats for God’s team. Certainly not Jesus’ team.

He is in no way a harmonising influence…

For some reason I am getting the feeling of this 1976 film.

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The autocrats are talking and it seems autocracy is a growing phenomenon. Looking forward 2025 looks swirly, unsettled and unsettling. I am not getting a rounded completing vibe; I am getting instability and things going awry. Failure to complete, minus 9.

There are a lot of ageing “leaders”. An unexpected natural or unnatural death could have massive destabilising effects,

9 is the jewel of nagal woman. I am getting a sense of female energy and influence, by Meloni for sure and Le Pen maybe. Meloni and Musk, what could possibly go wrong? Yup I am definitely feeling incoming female energy.

The balance of 7 and 25 is an interesting one. People are tempted by power, to suck up to it. But this is not a very good idea because power has a “will of its own”. The souls might guide that genocide is bad but people are tempted not to speak out because that risks the wrath of the vehement, the vociferous and the powerful.

This balance of listening to the soul and external temptation could be very thematic, for us all. Good versus evil? That coupled with a nine is volatile. 9 is also the number of the world of the sorcerers. The kabbalistic Yesod.

We have perhaps had a first hint of the 5, in Syria. An autocratic brutal regime is gone. With all those displaced Syrians returning there will be change. The brutal stability has gone. What comes out of the ethnic and religious swirling cauldron remains to be seen. Change is a certainty but freedom may not be. I suspect that there will be more conflict.

Turkey is the dark horse here. Turkey is NATO.

The holy lands are a misnomer – the blood soaked lands is more apt. Gaza has become Aleppo 2.0 in terms of infrastructure.

In terms of climate more natural “disasters” might enforce change.

The initial feel is of dragging on and on, no resolution or completion.

I am not getting a feeling of enhanced freedoms in freedom and change. I am feeling that change is on its way.  There will be changes.

The ticking time bomb in the context of a possible trade war is the high burden of sovereign debt owed by many countries.

Hmnn…

2024 Numerology – Written December 2023

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In December each year I take a look at the numerology of the upcoming year.

2024 is 2 + 2 + 0 + 4 = 8.

24 is 2 + 4 = 6

8 is the jewel of awareness, harmony through conflict.

The feeling I get is that conflict will be more evident than harmony. Any harmony will arrive towards the end of the year. 8 may manifest as minus 8 lack of harmony.

4 is the jewel stability which in negative manifestation is inertia.

6 is the jewel choosing between the old and the new, between the apron strings and a new wife. Lack of decision or choice means stuck in the old, not enough courage to choose the new. 24 is the dark jewel fear. Fear can dominate.

I note that all three jewels 4, 6 and 8 pertain to the direction North according to the rule of the four pronged nagal. They are about earth and matter and action. They can also if negative manifest as lack of action.

There are two 2s. 2 is the jewel humility and understanding usually expressed as need for and can sometimes hint at destiny.

The initial feeling is that we will not get the positive manifestations.

There are two brutal conflicts in the current attention of the West, though there are others such as Sudan. One in Gaza has high level civilian death, the Ukraine seems from what we hear, stuck.

The world is caught in inertia, it does not seem to be going anywhere. Which ever geniuses thought that putting a CEO of an Arab oil company in charge of COP28 have a hand in this. The climate agenda is stuttering.

There is material uncertainty because of the dire state of US politics. It is possible that we have a groundhog Trump presidency. It is bizarre that a nation of such inventiveness is so polarised and so very stuck in its ways. That they are even considering choosing between two very old men looks stupid everywhere other than America.  

I see conflict, inertia and being stuck in the old ways as the smorgasbord for next year.

The conflict in the middle east may spread. People shocked at the collusion of the USA and the UK may get so fed up that they take matters into their own hands.

I don’t see much evidence of humility. I see dogmatic adherence to polarised camp forming. I see in the UK government drifting further from populace. It is possible that we have a Labour or in others words a Tory wet government in the UK.

I am not getting a good feeling about next year.

2024 the minus eight year. Written 20th Jan 2024

It is fairly clear to see that war is environmentally hostile. There is a real likelihood that a climate change denier will become president of the USA again. Johnson is brown nosing. He is after something, perhaps.

The abuse of power in Gaza is dragging on. Way back when the initial invasion started, I predicted that up to 1% of the population would be killed. That figure has been surpassed and with 3% of the population injured. 85% of the population have been displaced. It is a brutal vengeance. The myth of a two state solution looks very unlikely.

And the Western governments sit on their hands and watch.

All those deadly munitions take energy to make and release greenhouse gas on detonation. There is an ammunition alliance trying to get artillery shells to Ukraine. Earlier on in the blog I predicted that Russian industry would be directed towards munition fabrication. This a lesson learned by Stalin when the comrades swung into tank production for war against the Nazis. He also diverted his armour, which was facing Japan, towards the West. Production capacity is always a key factor in war.

Two blitzkrieg style invasions have ground on into protracted war and death.

In the UK the navy is facing recruitment problems.

It is pretty clear that Israel did not think things through regarding a “what next”. Waving the flag of destruction of Hamas and total victory, they steamed in angry. They are going to have a lot of Palestinians in camps, refugees imprisoned in their own country.

There will be no harmony. The conflict will continue, harmony is probably now impossible, especially with current rhetoric. The world has gotten drawn into a weird kind of Omertà.

It is like Basil Fawlty with German guests, “don’t mention the war”. The coverage in the UK media is very limited and toes the line. It is quite shocking to see how parochial the UK has become, a nation of shopkeepers.

Mass murder is OK so long as they are Muslim “terrorists”. That seems to be the justification.

Already “whack-a-mole” eruptions of fighting are evident. Will there be a wider conflagration? Maybe.

That sixth ray idealism and blind devotion is having a deep polarizing influence. We and them, friend or foe myopia is setting in. 

If I have one global prediction for this year it is dis-harmony. 2024 the minus eight year.

I am not getting a good feeling about where this year is going.

Goal Orientation – Suffering and Dissatisfaction

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If you search for “coaching” you will find many people offering their services as coaches and often a part of this is setting goals or targets for success and advancement. Few notice the similarity of goal and gaol. People can become prisoners of their goal orientation. Society is obsessed with measurable metrics and tick lists of things to do, to the extent that life can be a wearisome endless list of devoirs. It is de rigueur to have goals and ambition it seems.

Siddartha wanted so badly to end suffering for all sentient beings, suffering, or dukka, can be translated as dissatisfaction.

I’ll make a statement: goal orientation is directly causal of dissatisfaction.

If you fail to make a goal you are dissatisfied, if you make a goal, you are temporarily done but the next goal awaits lurking on the horizon. Any “satisfaction” is fleeting. This measurement obsession more often than not suggests some measure of inadequacy, could do better.

People then have massive internal dialogue about whether of not they are meeting their goals. Internal dialogue is nearly always negative and hence the being suffers unnecessarily because of this internal “mental” cacophony.

Goal orientation and rush often skip hand in hand. Focussed only on the goal there is a tendency to finish quick and this can cause poor application to task and lower standards. Goal orientation can prevent impeccability. Eye on goal one does not fully absorb into whatever it is one is doing. There are distractions from other pending goals. Quality suffers on the noose of measurable quantity. Goals hang.

The antithesis of spiritual development is rush. It is impossible to rush it, but many try and seek milestones to prove progress. The hangover of societal obsession with goal orientation is difficult to ease.

Striving is a form of suffering.

Relaxation and complete absorption is the antidote. Complete absorption brings completion but without obsessional suffering. Complete absorption quietens the internal dialogue and therefore reduces dissatisfaction. Everyone knows when they have been impeccable. Impeccability is not an absolute. If you give completely of your current very best that is all you can do, this never brings dissatisfaction. Subsequent comparative internal dialogue can cause the nine headed hydra of dissatisfaction to rise again.

Internal dialogue is a primary cause of dissatisfaction and suffering.

Endless measuring is causal of dissatisfaction and suffering.

Comparison mind is directly causal of dissatisfaction.

Rational thinking causes dissatisfaction. Therefore, rational thinking is an irrational unwise thing to do. It does not make sense.

Of course, under certain circumstances one needs some rationality.

If one is ever goal oriented one never experiences the moment, the eternal now, because the goal is very distracting. Not being fully present causes dissatisfaction. If one lives in the twin worlds of what if and if only, there is rarely now. The past whether melancholic or rose tinted, the future whether idealised or catastrophe is not now, it is mind-stuff often of the nature of internal dialogue. Trash.

Goal orientation causes impatience which is a form of dissatisfaction. Goal orientation when one is driving a car is a cause of road rage.

Letting go of goal orientation is liberating.

Try it, having no goals is harder than it might seem, because societal habituation near worships them.

Hence there is suffering and dissatisfaction, which we might call samsara or saṃsāra, which is another term for endless human folly.

Transmutation – The Riddle of the Mind.

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On having the dream this morning, I was intuitively reminded of the first insight pertaining to the rule of the four pronged nagal. The insight arises out of the first contact with the void.

The butterfly arises from the caterpillar. Egg-caterpillar-chrysalis-butterfly.

The chameleon can change colour, fire is transformative / transmutative, things are forged therein.

In the blue books opus, the first initiation is the transmutation, followed by transformation and then transfiguration.

The riddle of the mind suggests that most are stuck at the level of rationalisation and justification, there is little true thinking or true mind. One needs to get past these bad habituated habits to arrive at a real clarity as opposed to mind-stuff. Lower mind is not abstract and deals largely with the mundane and quotidian.

If you think about it the root of rationalisation is ratio, which is by definition comparative and this comparison is made to the known. Rationalisation is useless for the unknown. Justification is often by way of an excuse to “allow” things which are often a bit dodgy. One thinks of the imaginary weapons of mass destruction which allowed and excused the mass destruction of Iraq and the widespread slaughter.

We are taught in school to “justify your answers”. Humanity has a very habituated way of “thinking”.

I’ll put here a juxtaposition for you to rationalise and justify.

Chameleon – Fire – Keys -Butterfly – Cousins Dream 11-12-2024

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This dream was between 4:55 AM and 6:30 AM it is followed by a less dreamy attempt to rejoin the dream.

The dream is set outdoors on some kind of patio. In front of me is a raised fire pit. It is made out of fired clay and is light terracotta in colour. The pit is a kind of hand-made grate with a quasi-oval ring of clay supported on pillars of clay about a foot tall. The idea is that there is great air circulation into the fire pit.

On the floor next to the pit is a large chameleon lizard. It is sandy-brown and about the size of my foot. I pick the lizard up lovingly with my hand and it comes willingly. I place the lizard in one side of the fire pit and it lies snug against the wall altering its colour slightly to blend in.

On the other side of the pit, I make a fire with pieces of wood. The fire blazes too quickly. I add more larger pieces of wood. The fire stabilizes and burns more quietly. The chameleon is unharmed.

In the fire pit I notice an old style wrap around key fob in brown leather. I cannot see if there are any keys in the fob or not. I pick the fob out of the pit and put it in my pocket. It feels heavy.

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I continue to look at the fire and tend it.

My eyes are drawn to my right hand. I can see a black suit jacket sleeve with several buttons. Inside the sleeve is a buttoned white dress shirt. Both are incredibly crisp and well ironed. Out of the gap between shirt and jacket I extract, by encouragement with my left hand, a large hand sized pale yellow butterfly. The wings are in two segments so that you can see four segments. Its appearance is like a magic trick and there are flecks of gold in the yellow. It flies out of the sleeve and circles me several times

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The butterfly flies off.

In one corner of the patio, I see two young women. One of them is light brown with a black Muslim head scarf. She is dressed in black. The other one is wearing white and is of European extraction.

The brown one asks me if I recognise them. She is flirty and cheeky.

No.

She says that they are my cousins and that she knows me. She says that I should have recognised them from Wales. We are related through Cristiaan’s wife from South Africa. She has a mild Afrikaans accent.

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I wake and the wife tells me it is 6:30 AM when she gets back into bed.

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I intend to rejoin the dream. I enter a sports hall wearing my bright red WRU t-shirt. As I do so the man running the gym says that Wales are not doing so well at rugby. I agree. I go into the bathroom to piss. I am in a cubicle and note that it opens out from the male changing room into the female one. I change cubicles. When I am finished, I wash my hands ritually.

Outside in the corridor I am seized by several men who have their hands on my arms. They are trying to pull me away and drag me with them. I use Ki to prevent them from shifting me. D is watching and he can see from my mudra-like hand positions that they have no chance of getting me to budge no matter how much effort they expend.

The scene changes and I am outside around a campfire with some middle aged women. They have asked me to cook my famous chicken and fish casserole for them. Despite this request they keep interfering with the way in which I am preparing the casserole. They keep trying to tell me what to do. I pick up a large slice of bacon which I tear with my bare hands to add flavour to the oil. They look shocked that I have used my bare hands. I explain that I washed them thoroughly earlier.

Dream ends.