Pink – Dreamyoga

Here are some excerpts from what was a lengthy dreaming sequence.

Against a dark backdrop I see an image of myself. I am superimposed upon a glowing skeleton which has pink, fluorescent blood vessels. It is living. The two images or my normal body and the skeleton pulse back and forth in precedence. I am become death the destroyer of worlds.

In the dream I wonder if this is a harbinger of my own death. It is not it has only symbolic value…

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I know that the world of this dream in an intermediate world between life and death.

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I am shown three worlds as three circles / spheres and written upon each world in vivid dripping pink lettering are the following:

The world of starving Spirits

The world of the Hungry Ghosts

The world of the in between.

I know in the dream that this current universe is the third manifested universe and to understand the true nature of Bardo and karma I will need to expand my consciousness so that it can stretch backwards to the times of previous universal manifestations. This will be a part of my training.

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Sometimes the nagal or spirit is seen as a luminous pinks shade.

This from 18^th May 2012 was more of a vision and seems related to this so I have appended it here:

I see a scene with four “men” dressed in different pastel-coloured robes breaking through into consciousness. They are “pastel” blue, pink, yellow and white, which are mildly and softly radiant.

They are waiting for me on the beach. Their facial features are not easily discernible. They are the four Lords of Karma, the Lipika Lords.

This dream came a few days after first contact by Djwhal Kuhl et al. during dinner on the 1^st of December.

I am in a large house and we go upstairs to a library. We are joined by a German man and he is dressed in a white clergyman outfit with a big red hat. There is also a small American man. They have reserved this room in the library in advance. The German man is speaking to me in high German. The essence is that I am too important for them to let me waste things, I am too important to lose. These two are now my protectors, my guides and my servants.

They turn to my wife and ask her whether she like what she sees.

Yes.

“When he lights up all the centres fire, do they not?”

Yes.

“He really must slow down. Do you understand this?”

Yes.

“He is assimilating too much too fast. This could be dangerous.”

The American says that I must take the way of the spirit – which is slower. That this is the way into the pink. He restates that I am too important to lose. He says that what I am trying to achieve takes time and that I should go easy on myself.

We leave the building and I go outside. My mother is there and she starts to have a go at me for moaning. I say to her that I never moan and that she is seeing the reflection of her own moaning which isn’t actually there in me. The American sees this happening and says that he will take care of it.

I know that there are protectors around me now and that they are watching over me.

Dream ends.

I resolve to slow down in my assimilation of the blue books opus.

Tag: Pink

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