dark tendrils – Dreamyoga

Here is last night’s dream and my subsequent initial response to it. It was from before 3 AM.

The dream starts with me outside a car rental forecourt in southern England. Terry appears there on the opposite side of the road. He is, as he was wont, emanating aggression and anger in my direction. He saw me as the one he had to destroy. He is mouthing a foul invective about me and at me. He trying to catch the ears of anyone who will listen, any passersby. He is trying to talk me down and big himself up, as he did in real life. He imagines that he was responsible for the inventions and even claims this. He is full of anger, resentment and is not having a pleasant time of it. He is experiencing and emanating a dark cloying malevolence.

I cross the road and stand very calmy in front of him an arm’s length away. He continues to emit vitriolic anger, hard-done by vibes, fear and clinging anger. They wash over me and he is disconcerted that I remain unaffected.

In the dream I know that I am witnessing an aspect of the evil which was in him. I know that this is a part of his death dance. The restless and unsatisfied, the angry and the bilious as he is slowly taken out of life kicking, sulking and most of all blaming, blaming, blaming. He blames me, others and the entire world because things did not go entirely how he wanted according to his whim. His death is very uncomfortable. As he passes out from this world, I see an evil entity leave and reluctantly let go of the dying form. It is a shimmer of dark malevolent tendrils, evil, now looking for a host.

I see next a young man of in-between “gender” in a hotel room. He has blonde hair and an androgenous look. He is psychiatrically unwell and contemplating suicide. I see the tendrils enter the man and he briefly wakes up coughing and spluttering as the entity tries to enter. I assist him in waking and forbidding the entity. The man is writhing around in struggle with difficulty gasping breath. I command him to wake up which he does and immediately reaches over to turn on the hotel room lights. He is dripping in sweat and very disoriented.

I awake and note that I too am disoriented.

I instinctively start Guru Rinpoche and Vajrapāṇi tantric practice for protection. I chant silently and invoke and create a full-blown Vajrapāṇi visualisation of considerable size which has persisted in consciousness afterwards and is still resident as I type. I make other tantric adjustments before falling off to sleep.

Maybe it is time for me to fully verbalize events from back then.

Of late I have had a number of dreams concerning people who are named and who could, with a little bit of on line detective work, be found and identified from the dream. I have a LinkedIn page with a CV. It would not be rocket science.

I have not published these dreams nor will I. I haven’t met these individuals in well over a decade and am not chuntering about them in my waking consciousness. It feels were I to publish them I would be in an odd way infringing privacy.

Quite why they are tipping up in dreams I do not know for sure.

I have a pet theory / notion that these dreams refer to some kind of karma which has not been worked off or even worked on by the individuals concerned.

I am sitting here miles away just doing my hermit-garden thing and ta-da they crop up in my dreams. One could go all Germanic and say that my sub-conscious is leaking these through into my dreaming consciousness.

The feeling associated with these dreams is that something is kicking off for the subjects and in some bizarre way it pertains however weakly to their interactions with me, past and/or present.

I get no pleasure from seeing dark tendrils above the heads of people I once knew. It causes some concern.

People believe in karma as a figure of speech, some as a principle but few take it seriously enough not to do stuff which they want yet know to be off or wrong. They pay lip service to karma and when the karmic boomerang comes, they write it off as coincidence.

I have had numerous ginormous mess dreams pertaining largely to two groups of people. I interpret this as there being a huge karmic mess with unresolved challenges and unresolved situations. In these dreams it is clear that these messes are not of my making nor is it for me to clean them up.

I’ll wager if I told any of these individuals of this interpretation, they would deny there is a mess and not believe my interpretation of a karmic shit pile.

If karma is real and you don’t believe in it, then that is your karma and you will bear the karmic consequences. This is one version of a waking “reality”.

If there is no such thing as cause and effect, karma, then no worries. You can do whatever it is you want without consequence, pretty much.

I have had a number of dreams which corelate with subsequent life events. I am not saying they herald live events. They corelate. I am aware that the dream could cause a confirmation bias. I interpret events in the light of the dream; therefore, no correlation exists I am just wish fulfilling.

I am not a complete wanker nor space cadet. With a fair confidence on my part dreams, at least my dreams and those of the wife, can comment on contemporary and subsequent physical plane events.

This is in part because we share an Easterly predilection, primary for her and secondary for me. In one context we are stalkers of time.

I have a feeling that something is approaching, a big pivot point and that the pivot is timing with / to the equinox. That feeling is not to the day accurate in time. I made a prediction based on no physical plane evidence, simply intuition and dreams.

We shall see. If it does, I can refer back to this dated post.

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