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Elephant – Bodh Gaya – India – Dream 1-9-2013

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In the dream and the dreaming…

I show Piero my second thesis. I explain there was / is no need to get it marked.

The page then opens up to reveal a massive three-dimensional palace garden. In which there are tables, mirrors, candles and plants. The detail is exquisite as is the furniture. I light the candles and take Piero on a tour of the garden and when we have completed a full circuit, I notice that candles have gone out. The attendants notice me lighting the candles again and join in. There is no need to light the candles anymore. The story continues.

I take Piero over to a map. It is a map of India. I say to him that India looks like an Elephant from the front. We look closer and zoom in onto an Elephant like structure. Closer and closer we zoom at what appears to be a bindi on the Elephant’s head. We zoom in even more and see that it is a cluster of small tables under a tree.

This is where Buddha began the Bodhicitta it is Bodh Gaya.

I am now in the streets alone walking towards the Bodhi tree. There are market stalls everywhere selling souvenirs and changing money. At one stall I overhear a young woman who is a seer. “He has come. Let us watch and see what he does.”

I go over to her to give her some money as a donation. My coins are blue. I now have a guide standing with me. He says that Sunchita (or something similar an Indian female name) will have sex with me at the dinner should I so want.  I move on with the guide to show many more pictures of Elephants.

“This is my dreaming class”, I say. “I am an Elephant.”

“What colour is that?”, he asks.

I point him towards a magnificent picture of an Elephant done in Indigo Blue.

“I am Indigo Blue.” I say, “it runs in my veins.”

We continue to wander around under the Bodhi tree looking at the stalls as my guide chats with the locals. The girl re-iterates her offer which is of little interest to me.

Dream Ends

RSRE QinetiQ Malvern – Dilgo Khyentse Rinpoche-Dream 20-06-2021

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It is 7.27 AM I have just woken up and the kettle is on for coffee.  Here is this morning’s dream.

I am at some kind of personal development conference with one of the followers of a different blog. She is somehow convening the course and we are participating together. I tell her that I know where we are. We are at the Royal Signals Research Establishment, RSRE Malvern and that I have been here before. There are a number of us at this event.

There is a break for lunch. I leave the room and get into a lift. The lift takes me to a sub-basement floor by accident where I disembark. I see a men’s toilet and go into it. I stand in front of the urinal for a piss. In the toilet there are a number of young men. They are all talking about semiconductors and semiconductor growth.

I follow them out and into a mess hall where everyone is having lunch. I stand in a queue and behind a couple of youngish men. They too are talking about semiconductor growth.  I interject that I know a little about the subject. They are highly sceptical. I say that I know about MBE, chemical beam epitaxy CBE and MOCVD. This surprises them. I say that I worked with Bruce Joyce whom they have probably heard of. This surprises and interests them. I ask them what they are working on. They say Bragg reflectors. I suggest that they must be using graded materials so as to accommodate the strain between layers as they grow their reflector stacks. Wherever there are two different materials with different lattice parameters there will be strain. This demonstrates some knowledge to them. I say that I have a number of papers with Prof. Jing Zhang. They ask if I would like to see their clean room. Yes, I would.

They run off up some stairs and onto a raised platform. The platform is made out of metal and one can see the floor through it. They jump from one platform to another. I am nervous that I will be unable to make the jump because of the height and my injured hip. When I get there, the gap does not look so large.  I jump over and they lead me downstairs. We are now in the entrance to the clean room. They hand me over to a dark-haired man who is a Tibetan and who is dressed in Tibetan Buddhist monks’ robes. I make to enter the clean room, but he says that I must put on some overshoes first. I do this and he leads me through some doors into the clean room.

I ask him why he is here. He says that he likes to do research and enjoys science. He leads me into a room where there is a large Tibetan Buddhist monk with long grey hair and a large head. He is sat meditating. He is a big man.  My “guide” sits to his right and ushers me to sit to his left. The big man is beaming and radiant. There is a sense of much fun and considerable good-natured mischief to him. I sit down. His “aura” is enjoyable and welcoming, it is full of charm.  He turns to me and gently grabs hold of my chin. He says that I must open my mouth and look upwards. This I do. He carefully inspects my bottom front teeth and is happy with what he has seen. He says that I have the four signs that he has been looking for. He says meditate. I shift quickly into a deep state of meditation. He says of course you can do this I never doubted it. I come back from the state.

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He ushers me to stand up and leads me outside. We look back at the building of RSRE Malvern and to my astonishment tagged on to the research facility is a truly vast Buddhist temple in the Tibetan / Bhutanese style. We are viewing the facility from the Queen’s Lawn in South Kensington. He leads me on and into the temple.

As we enter the building there is a chamber in which many young men dressed as monks are meditating. He says that all of these will want to give me my first hug of welcome. He leads me up to his rooms, his office. I know that I am with Dilgo Khyentse Rinpoche and that he has been inspecting me. I recognise him from the you tube footage I have watched, way back.

I awaken and although still tired feel the need to note this dream down. As I am writing I feel the warmth of the being from the dream. He is “here” now somehow with me for the moment.

*He passed away 28 September 1991.

Bakula – Buddhist Arhat – Dream 12-08-2011

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A thangka depicting Bakula, one of Buddha’s sixteen arhats, with his mongoose.

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I am in a roof top garden, there is some sort of party going on with loads of people sat around and at tables. There are people of many ethnicities from all over the world. They are dressed in brightly coloured “hippie” style clothes. As the party carries on, they draw a curtain around one part of the garden and gather around some Buddhist icons. A south American man there starts to do some chanting. I butt in with Tibetan deep voice chanting. They do not recognise me and are annoyed at my interruption. I point out to them that it is my garden which they are in. I strike up again and do White Tara. I need a drink of water before I can find my voice. After several cups I strike the right note and do some White Tara. Everyone joins in and after a while the party resumes happily.

The wife and I are in one segment of the garden when Anna L and a friend turn up. They have been travelling in India. She has remained pale but her friend has gone brown. She talks of her travels and I say that we will in time need to have a proper talk. She has something for me. At which point she shoots straight up into the air and then lands. She has brought many “ethnic”, clothes and trinkets.

Next I am on a mountain train. I arrive at a terminus in a hillside town way up in the mountains. It is very much like Nepal / Tibet / Bhutan. I get out of the train and wander along the high street. Turning instinctively to the right I go up a hill to “my” palace. Again, there is a vibrant garden with peacocks. It is “my” garden.

Later I make another journey on the mountain train and end up at another terminus. Here the streets are filled with market traders selling saffron and magenta clothes, together with gold trinkets and jewellery. I have time to explore. Everyone is trying to barter with the merchants trying to buy goods in various currencies. The merchants will not trade unless the currency matches the passport of the person trying to buy.

I am not interested in bartering and look on watching. Somehow, I am “in tune” with the locals. I wander back to the main street and notice various pins sticking in my back. Somehow, I am now in an off the shoulder monk’s robe. One by one I pull the pins out of my back. They are made of a very fine gold pin topped with a tiny ivory chess figure. There is a castle, a knight, a king and a queen. I have also been adorned with much golden jewellery.

I go into an emporium as I am pulling out these pins and sit down. I ask the shopkeeper about what has been happening. She says that they have done this to me so as to make me unattractive to the locals so that they won’t fall for me and want to have sex with me.

Anna L comes into the shop and sits next to me. We start talking about my palace. An old Indian man with very short hair suddenly starts to talk in a very proper English accent. He says that she holds for me a key and that we must find it. It relates back to 1773. He says that I must get back to Bakula.

We leave the shops and seek out the train station. “All trains go through Bakula”, says the station announcer. We look at the map and it is configured like this.

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  • Before this dream I had never heard of Bakula nor the sixteen arhats.
  • It is possible that Anna L is dakini.