A dream (Page 2 of 3)

Montalk - I had those thoughts myself, as the dream seemed to run in a pattern which I'm starting to think applies to EVERYTHING. Like the fractal nature of reality, everything starts with innocence/ignorance (birth), struggles/undergoes a type of hardship/death (lessons, learning), and then is liberated (the phoenix rises again, Neo becomes the one, Zed understands and defeats the Tabernacle  =  Gnosis/Knowledge/Revelation).
It also reflects what I've read in the Kybalion, the pendulum swinging from one end of the spectrum through the middle to the other, the higher it swings one way the more momentum it will gain on the way back.

I didn't feel a disassociation of the body within the dreams, it felt as if it was another reality which I was in, and that I only return to the "waking world" time and again because something draws me back.

Not at all. I have delved alot into astral projection, this was different.

Just to quickly note about the applause aspect of Alushe's dream,  I too dream lucidly very often, and have been trained for it since childhood and believe I am still being trained.  The reason for my training seemed to be to help rescue people who have died that have become stuck in their own realities (some quite nasty), anyway,  as I developed there were a number of times when I recieved applause at the end of one of these training scenarios.  It seems that everytime I reach a new higher level, or a new realisation, I find that I am surrounded by people who are cheering me and applauding. 

The first experience of this was when I was about 8 years old and was encourtering a scary bathroom door that wouldn't shut!  Every night I would have this dream... just me vs the door.  I KNEW I had to shut it, but couldn't.  I slowly realised that I could shut it not by using force, but with my mind.  One night I found myself in the bathroom dream and the door started opening. I simply waited till it was open quite wide then Slammed it shut with all my new found power!!  It was such a good feeling, I was no longer scared of the door!  So I opened it and banged it a few times (for pure fun) and that was when I started hearing clapping, and cheering and I looked all around me and the whole place was packed out with people all smiling and encouraging me.  I knew I had done good!      Since then I have had quite a few instances where I have had the applause.   I think it's a useful marker to indicate that you are making progress.   

As for the old beaded guy,  I think you will find that the being takes a shape that it thinks you will respect and listen to.  Whether that be a wise looking dude in robes, or Jesus, or Buddah etc etc.  As I have found whilst doing the spirit rescues, it's 90% about getting their attention.  I have often taken the shape of many people including the persons loved ones - whatever works .    (I think the film "what dreams may come" deals with this idea quite well)

DALE

That's something I see in my dreams sometime, the use of non-force to achieve what you want.  One in particular that I remember is me trying to bend this thick iron bar with all my might.  I found out that the less I tried and just bent it, the easier it was.  It was easy to bend it in the end, and took no more than the span of a thought.

As for my dream, I don't know if that's the case.  I was too young to know the deeper, encoded references to spiritual "truths" in the dream.  I would think the guide would come as someone a little more recognizable.  My mother had her interpretation, but I never did buy that.  The only thing I can think is that it was put there for a reason later on in life, when it kept me aware of the fact that it was something I couldn't just make up on my own.  A kind of carrot, if you will, to keep me going.

More dreams from Xmas night:

Me:

First I'm in a large factory with lots of people around, a young teenage christian I worked with a while ago who seemed fairly closed minded and arrogant is showing me how to do everything, so I'm guessing it's my first day there. The place is a seafood factory. I vividly remember being told to take first a bucket of fish guts, then a carrot, an ice cream container full of frozen fish, parsley, and then walk around to a machine which blends them together. I am told to fill two large boxes of the stuff. It seems I can't leave, that I'm being forced to do this.
Now for the part that really sticks in my mind. The front wall of the building I'm in is a large barred window. As I'm working we hear a commotion outside and a long haired male who I could describe as an asian version of myself in appearance is slammed up against the window by what looks like two black-clad civil protection/policemen. He looks like he is in serious trouble, until suddenly one of his captors is felled by a shot to the head from somewhere. That's where this part ends.

I had several other dreams after this that night, one being me walking around my old high school with a camera mounted on a hat. I can see the display of the camera on my cellphone, and at some point I drop my scarf and think I have also dropped the hat. I walk around looking for it until I look on my cellphone and see the display is still following me around, and realise the hat is still on my head.

Then I had the same dream about the fish factory, detail for detail. Same dream, except when the asian fellow is slammed up to the window this time, I know the headshot to the CP is coming, so I ... possess the asian fellow. Suddenly I am him and I can see into the fish factory, but my other self isn't in there if you catch what I mean. I'm being held against this barred window by these men, when a car drives past and delivers the fatal headshot. This time, since I'm in control, I capitalise and run away down the street to freedom.
Now, as I'm running what sounds like various TV news reports are running through my head about the person I've just possessed. He is a large "wanted terrorist" or "cell leader" in some of the reports, but in others I hear he is leading a resistance (against what?). The one that sticks in my mind like a splinter, that I'm sure has significance, says that he is related to the queen. This man is clearly asian, I got the impression he was japanese from the way he looked, but I can't quite confirm it.

Now my girlfriend also had a strange dream the same night. I'll put it in her words:

She said that it was a nightmare because I wouldn't talk to her or go anywhere with her, "I didn't love her anymore". This is strange, because our relationship is that of best friends and lovers, we're like an inseparable pair. Also she told me in her dream "there were monsters from another universe using portals to come to earth". She said only a few people in the entire world could use the portals, and she was one of them.