Month: April 2014

Dream: White Stone Sanctuary

[Higher Mental plane]

The other night (early April 2014) I had a very strange dream. I visited a very remote sanctuary and prayer place with my wife. It was very peaceful, and high up in the mountains, away from all cities and towns. No streets, no lights, just nature. As soon as we arrived I knew what to do.

I picked up one beautifully carved head-of-buddha made out of white milky stone that was lying nearby, and held it in both hands. The coloring was like white marble with a few other faint colors mixed in. I lifted it into the air, above my head; it was heavy.

Now for the difficult part: I had to climb up and over the white stone threshold of slippery white carved marble that curves gently upwards to an upper lip that I need to reach, about 8 or 10 feet off the floor. I couldn’t just walk or crawl slowly, I would slip back down awkwardly, long before reaching the top. No, the trick was to get a running start, so you could make it up the side using momentum. Since I can’t use my hands (holding the stone carving high above my head), it was harder than I expected. But I made it up and over the large curving part on the first try, with a confidence like I’d done this before. I don’t remember ever doing this before.

My wife scrambled up somehow on her own to join me moments later. It was easier for her since she could use her hands and feet. So now we’re both upstairs, like in a loft area, open on all sides, with a roof overhead. In the center of the room is a square stone area for a fire, like a fire pit, but pretty large. The stone head in my hands was now vibrating a funny vibration energy that I can’t really describe; it was excited, almost singing a musical note. The closer I moved towards the stone fire pit, the more energetically it vibrated, shaking almost violently!

There was no fire in the fire pit that I saw or felt.

[Mid Astral plane]

My wife took the stone head from me and moved it really REALLY close to the fire pit, which I had been hesitant to do – and the stone head shattered into many pieces.

Meanwhile 2 or 3 other people somehow were suddenly standing nearby watching us. One man nearby (a doctor) suggested I do something that I don’t recall (but it made sense to me at the time). I took the broken pieces of the stone head that broke apart, and carried them to a place where I was was able to reassemble them, I believe.

This is when I woke up.

When things start to fall apart, it usually means that I’m drifting downwards, out of the Mental plane into the the Astral, heading back to my body.

When dropping down from the Mental plane to the Mid Astral plane, very often an exact copy of everything you see around you is created – so there isn’t much of a transition, everything around you looks the same – it can be really hard to know that you’re now on the Astral plane instead of Mental. The way you know it’s Astral is that the behavior of everything becomes Astral – more people show up, people will interfere with you, argue with you, act dumber, baser, the sort of things that your subconscious normally grapples with in ordinary dream-world. People wait to react to what you say and do, rather than thinking on their own. They don’t surprise you, they act in the annoying ways you expected them to, nothing more. Nothing unexpected. That’s the middle Astral plane.

How I Wake Up

This is an example of how I wake up. First, my normal lower consciousness awakes on whatever plane I’m visiting, and I see what’s going on; I’m usually right in the middle of something. I can hang out there for a few minutes. Then I’m pulled down a level, and can hang out there for a few more minutes. Then I’m pulled lower still, etc., until I wake up, lying in bed in our physical world.

If it’s the middle of the night, I’m often still connected and if I relax enough I can still hear and see on the higher level while wide awake, sort of; if the logic part of my brain wakes up enough, though, it blocks the connection and I can’t see or hear anything. If I can relax enough again right after that, sometimes I can get it back; sometimes not.  But if I fall asleep again within a few minutes of waking up, I can sometimes return to where I left off. Other times I go to a new place, new people, new things to visit and experience and do.

 

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How To Remember Your Dreams

I wanted to write about some of the tricks for remembering your dreams better once you wake up on the physical plane. The most important thing I can suggest is to write down your dreams.  Keep a notebook and a pen or pencil by the side of your bed or in a dresser drawer, you basically need to be able to reach it when you’re half-asleep without thinking about it. I have been writing down my dreams for more than 30 years now, so I can attest to this being a key technique to retaining higher memories when returning to the physical plane.

You may think you can remember your dreams, but the way our life works, with our logical mind and limitations all around us, those memories fade quicker than you realize. The best thing you can do to remember these precious experiences of the other worlds is write them down as soon as you wake up – minutes, even seconds, count.

Each time you wake up and remember a portion of a dream, write it down in your journal. It doesn’t matter how much you remember or don’t remember; or whether it makes any sense to you right now. Just write it down as accurately as you can. Also be sure to write the date in the upper corner, and the time on the clock by your bed of the moment you woke up. Over time you will notice some very interesting patterns to these times and dates. I don’t want to say too much about this – you can experience it for yourself. It doesn’t matter if your clock is always slow or fast; it just has to be a working clock, the one that wakes you up in the morning, if you use an alarm clock.

When writing down your dreams, start with the last thing you remember just before waking up, it is probably the clearest. Once you finish writing that down, think: what came right before it that led up to it? Your mind will tune into that sometimes while you’re writing the first thing. So write down that previous memory after you finish writing the first part. Then, can you remember and write the thing that happened before that? How about the one before that? I have been doing this for so may years, I can usually write down about 4 chunks of events in reverse order this way. I draw a line underneath each part to separate it from the next, since the “next part” actually came earlier in the dream, time-wise.

Recording the Dream Level

After you’ve done this many times and have studied and learned from my descriptions of Astral experiences vs Mental experiences in the dream world, you can also take a swag at marking each section if your dream as Astral or Mental; and lower, middle, or higher of that realm. I usually write an “A” or “M” in the left margin next to where I wrote, one for each horizontal section, since they can be out of order, as I described earlier. You can write “HA” for Higher Astral, “MA” for Middle Astral, “LA” for Lower Astral, and so forth, if you want to.  These days in my own journal I only bother to write down the higher astral and higher mental dreams, though I used to write everything down. I’m not interested in the lower levels anymore, they’re usually self-centered ego-desire driven dreams. But to get started, I recommend writing them all down. They’re fun to read later. You’ll realize how much you forget over time, even after only a few days or a week has gone by.

Even if you can’t remember very much about your dream, try to write it down.  Write down the feeling of how it felt, in the dream, the emotion of it; or the colors of it; anything you can recall. It doesn’t have to make sense, just write it as honestly as you can. Did it feel like a fun time, or was it foreboding?  Were you in control, or were you being controlled? Were you just along for the ride? Were other people there? Creatures? Objects? Was it indoors or outside? Familiar locale, or not? Did you smell anything, or hear anything you can recall? Were you interacting in the dream, or just watching things happen in front of you? Were other things substantially bigger than you, or smaller than you? When you can’t write anymore, it’s OK – just put your notebook away and go back to sleep.

Over time you will discover patterns like: when do you dream the most? Are there nights where you woke up 2 or 3 times and wrote down dreams before going back to sleep?  It can seem exhausting to do that, but it’s a lot of fun later when you can re-read your dreams and see how many crazy experiences you went through all in one night.

A Bright New Day

You might also write down if you feel like it’s “tomorrow” yet, or not, when you awake to write your dream. I noticed an interesting pattern: my new day starts precisely at 2:30 AM.  Before that my energy feels like the left-overs of the day before, and I’m exhausted; but on or after 2:30 AM it feels like I have a renewed batch of energy, like I’m just getting ready for a new day!  I wish I could explain it better than that.  I believe that the moment when the “new day” begins for each person is individual – if you typically stay up late, or are used to going to bed early, or if you work a late night shift for example, your “new day” won’t be the same as mine. It will be adjusted to your physical life style, for some moment during the period when you get your largest amount of sleep.

If you go to sleep earlier every night and are likely to do so in the future, you probably will have an earlier “new day” point than I do.  Contrary to popular belief, a new day does not begin at midnight. I believe it’s between 1AM and 3AM for most people. But it can change, too. Life is alive – it adjusts to you as your needs and behaviors change in our world.

Have you ever stayed up so late that you suddenly felt guilty that you really should be sleeping now? A sudden onset of realization that makes you feel like you’re late for something. There’s another secret there to be discovered. Don’t stay up that late next time! Go to sleep right away, you’re missing something important.  🙂

Discomfort of Rereading your Dreams

There is a feeling to Astral dreams, I’m not sure how to describe it, but it feels like a world of feelings.  If you go back and re-read a bunch of your dreams, like a year’s worth in one sitting, it can make you feel funny – possibly uncomfortable – if they were mostly Astral dreams.  It’s OK, I’m just suggesting that you should notice what it feels like when this happens. We don’t have any good words in the English language for that feeling. This is new territory we are discovering.

 

Dream: Other World School

I found myself on a completely other world from our normal Earthly world. It seems normal to me, the society I live in, in this place.

I am a 10 year old boy, and my best friend in this world is a 10 year old girl. We always play together, and now that school is starting, we’re in class together too.

We’re going to school now – it’s the first day of school.  We go to our class room, we each have only a small piece of paper and pen. I’m sitting at a desk, one of many in rows, about 30 desks total, mostly filled with children our age. There’s lots of excitement in the room, and I’m very excited too, waiting for the class to begin.

A male teacher walks in. I have to concentrate to understand the words he’s saying. He’s talking and telling us various facts the moment he enters the doorway, before he even gets to the front of the class. I can’t remember what he’s saying too well, so I take notes – I write down words on my paper and draw relationships between words and concepts, kind of clumsily, the way I know we’re all supposed to do it.

I look up and see the teacher is drawing a giant mind-map style drawing of what he’s talking about without missing a beat – he’s talking and writing very quickly – drawing and speaking continuously at the same time. His drawing is very helpful, it reinforces  the concepts and relationships he’s expressing, because we can see and hear them at the same time, and think about them and absorb them more easily.

The problem is, should I look at him and his drawing, or down at my paper, in order to try to record what he’s drawing and saying? I can only look at one thing at a time… should I be writing what he already said, and possibly miss the next thing he’s currently saying?  This is hard!  It’s the same old problem I remember from this life time, growing up and going to school on the Physical plane.

I try to capture something he said already, that has now gone by – it’s important but I sort of missed it; some historical fact that did not happen on August 6th. I verified with my best friend sitting next to me in a low voice, then looked at the teacher’s drawing of that part of the information – I tried to reproduce it on my piece of paper.

That’s when I saw something funny happen on my paper – it literally would NOT let me draw a line between the historic event I wrote, and the date “August 6th” that I had written next to it! I tried drawing a line between the two again and again, but it would just fade out and be blank! I’m young, this is the first day of class for me, and I’m not used to this. But this behavior makes sense to me when I think about it – the event did NOT HAPPEN on August 6th – that’s what the teacher said – so, my note-recording instruments should not let me draw a line between those two things! That would be wrong information.

My school mind-map notes looked roughly like this (drawn from left to right, time-wise):

mindmap

Now, let me just mention that this is not at all how I take notes in the Physical world. I’m a very organized person, but I don’t like doing “mind maps”, which is what we call these type of diagrams on the physical plane.  I tried doing a few mind-maps for brain-storming ideas a couple of years ago and I really didn’t like it.  It just doesn’t fit with the way I think. It’s not linear enough. However, in this dream, it felt very natural to draw the above diagram, it made the most sense for the information being relayed to us by the teacher. It’s weird to me, now, to think that drawing diagrams like above would ever “make sense” to me, but it did.

What I observed when I focused in on my notes, or maybe what the teacher had drawn on his display board, looked like this:

year-circle

This time-diagram is a mechanism built into our “paper”, and this particular one represents “not Aug 6th”. It’s a circle with all the dates of the year on it, except there’s a gap in the circle right on 1 day: Aug 6th. This way the circle represents “not August 6th”.  The circle is like a filter for that fact, a modifier for it, which the note-taking instrument uses to help you keep your notes straight.  Pretty amazing.  I’ve never seen anything like this on the Physical plane.

This went on for some time, but I don’t remember much else from the class.

After school let out, as I was walking out of the building, I passed another teacher (not my teacher from class, but another one) and I said, “this school is fun! there’s secrets in here!” meaning I could tell there were secret things going on at the school, in the curriculum, and in the content taught today – sort of like Easter Eggs, things to be discovered that weren’t obvious to us yet; or like the notes that wouldn’t let me draw the wrong thing on them. There was another secret thing, too, which I forgot before I could write all this down in my journal, but I wast thinking of these 2 occurrences when I made that statement.

The teacher I said that to was startled – he expressed that he didn’t feel there were any secrets. I knew there were, and in the first day I had found two examples that I had recited in my mind. I was happy and excited to be there, looking forward to tomorrow’s day in class.  And now it was time to go home from school.

Thinking About This Dream

I believe this was a school on the higher-mental plane. I am not sure why I was 10 years old, possibly this was a memory of a past life experience.

I found it funny that part of my consciousness was from there (because I understood the language, how to behave, how to take notes in that mind-map format); and part of my consciousness was from here (I was noticing all the “secrets” that aren’t things you normally see in physical-plane schools). I was partly from here, partly from there, in this dream, and I reacted that way in the presence of other people.

If this had been an Astral dream, the second teacher would have said “oh yea, there’s secrets,” and smiled wanly, and walked away or said something immaterial, to go with the flow.  But instead he reacted unexpectedly (I startled him), and he denied it, which I immediately thought was strange – he, of all people, should know about secrets that the school is embedding in their classes! I had expected him to be proud of me for figuring it out so quickly, before the other students did; but I didn’t get any gratification from telling him after all.

That, and the fact that the teacher talked too fast for me to follow, tells me that this was a Higher Mental level dream.  This sort of thing happens all the time up there, difficulty following what people are saying, when I bring my slower “brain” mind/consciousness with me.  But I have to bring it, if I’m to remember enough to write down in my journal!  My lower-self has to be partly awake up there for me to remember the dream down here.

I dreamed this in November 2013. I don’t recall ever dreaming this dream before, it was a new one to me.

Dream: UFOs in the Sky

From time to time I have dreams about UFOs. I’ve had them occasionally all my life.

In this dream I had last month I looked up into the sky and saw a triangle with lots of bright red and green lights shining from the bottom. Other people around me could see the UFO too, and were looking, pointing, and exclaiming about it.

Suddenly the triangle craft started to fly directly away from me, very fast. It was getting smaller and smaller. It almost disappeared, then suddenly –

A different, much larger, ship appeared in the sky, in the same place as the triangle one, just as close as the triangle one was when I first saw it a few seconds ago. I heard no sound from either craft, I could only see them.

This new ship was not triangle shaped, I forget what shape it was, more circular or oval I think. But on the bottom it had funny arc’s going in different directions as a repeating pattern, like this:

ufo-bottom1

then once it moved closer overhead and past, I saw each of those patterns was a cylinder hole for a fan or a vent of some sort, with lines in them (rings). Looking directly up at the bottom it looked like this:

ufo-bottom2

Evenly spaced cylindrical holes.

Voices of people around me exclaimed about the UFO and talked about it, “wow, look, a UFO, what is it doing, where is it going,” that sort of thing.

At this point I made myself wake up, and I told my wife what I saw. She was sleeping in the bed next to me as usual. She said she hadn’t been dreaming of a UFO, and I felt sad about that – I’ve always wanted to share a dream with someone close. That doesn’t seem to be a thing, though, in our world, at least not that I’ve ever experienced, but I keep hoping.

We were in a weird room, though, with lots of native American wall hangings and knick-knacks, too much stuff really, like you might find in an old hotel room in the southwestern United States where the hotel owner was trying too hard to decorate.

Then some obviously Astral things started to happen, I saw big bugs crawling on things, which is a sign that I’m still Astrally dreaming, so I realized I wasn’t awake after all!  So I forced myself to wake up again.

This time I woke up for real (on the physical plane), and I wrote this all down in my journal.

So I guess that means that my original dream was on the Mental Plane – because I “woke up” downwards, into the Astral Plane, then “woke up” from there, downwards, back to the Physical plane!  I had gotten confused.

For me, UFO dreams often relate to some kind of energetic changes going on within my system. I wish I knew more about this.

 

Dream: Movies and Classrooms

A few weeks ago I had a dream that was pretty interesting. It fluctuated between the Astral and Mental levels, I will indicate which is which.  This was the second night in a row where I was in the same classroom, same students and teacher, for the classroom part below.

[Higher Astral plane]

I was going to a theater with my friends to see a movie on the big screen. I was looking forward to it while driving a car that’s towing a trailer up an incline road to the theater parking lot.[1] At the top there is only a turnaround dead-end; we parked there and got out of the car. I could see two puzzle-questions hovering nearby for one movie in front of me, and there’s 2 different puzzle-questions related to the movie we’re here to see, in the distance. Instead of ignoring them I chose to “get” all of them right now before the movie starts, because they are always fun to play with for a minute or two. To do that I actually have to go over to the vicinity of the spot where the puzzle creator connected the question, sort of like a big glowing floating-diamond “save point” in some computer games, just not nearly as distracting. Or, like a kind of GPS vicinity-triggering game of some kind in a heads-up VR display – except you don’t have any special equipment, it’s just part of the normal world all around us on this level.

One question for the second movie said, “what is the exact spot that actor _________ stood in this very parking lot during the opening ceremony of this movie on the first day it opened?” That question had the closest location to where we had parked.

By standing on that spot, you could play the equivalent of a Youtube video that showed the opening ceremony and actors and actresses, in case you were not there during the real ceremony; something that a fan of the movie or a movie-buff would like to see if they missed it. My friends had gotten out of the car and were milling around a bit.

I’ve seen this type of trigger-causes-a-short-video kind of puzzle-question before on the Astral plane. I walked a dozen steps over to the right spot and … nothing happened. That surprised me. Something was supposed to happen! I was in the right spot; but it was broken. It should have triggered an acknowledgement of some sort to give me credit for finding it, but, nope. [2]

I don’t remember, in waking consciousness, what the other question was. I may have just skipped it when I saw the first one wasn’t working.

My friends and I go into the theater room with the huge screen, and the movie begins. It has nice music as it starts unfolding.[3]

[Mental plane]

I was suddenly in a large white classroom with other kids. The teacher is teaching on one wall of the room, all the kids are facing that direction. I see the lecture and notes on the wall, and it all looks and sounds familiar. I have done this before, I am here again I think because I didn’t do my homework last time. The music of the movie from the above Astral dream is still playing; I exist in both realms at once, and can jump back and forth whenever I want to. Everyone in the classroom can hear the music playing! It’s coming from the back of the room, sort of my portal/connection down to the Astral level from here. I pause the movie using some kind of remote control from where I’m standing near the front of the classroom, because it sounds a little disturbing.

The teacher asks me, “did you get it right?” meaning: here is the solution to the problem, when you did this problem as homework, did you get the right answer as shown here?

I quickly respond, “well I must have, I’m here, aren’t I?” with my big ego and an artificially boisterous voice. I meant: I would not have come to class if I hadn’t done the homework. I said it in that voice to evoke a response from the crowd; but nobody reacted at all to what I said, or how I said it.[4]

The teacher immediately continued teaching without waiting for anyone to respond; it was less than satisfying to me; I wanted someone to at least snicker a little.

[Higher Astral plane]

I’m in the theater with my friends. I had paused the movie earlier, now I resume it using my remote control, it feels like it is in my hand. I don’t have to look down at the remote, I just know how to work the controls easily without having to think very hard about it.

I somehow learned while sitting there watching the movie that we cannot see the second movie after this one because it was recalled, it was not allowed to be shown; and I could tell one of the actors felt sad about that.

I investigated why the geo-location puzzle had failed to operate when I stood in the right spot, by looking at the code behind the puzzle. I am a software-developer on the higher planes like this one, so I can understand this type of programming. The code required something to be at a different specific location on the ground near the parking lot, but was not actually there because the movie had not been released! Something else was in that spot now (a bush, or something). If the movie had been released, the item would have been put in that proper place, so the puzzle would work. They must have forgotten to recall the puzzles, when the movie was no longer coming out. I’ve seen stale links before, in completely different dream-experiences on the higher levels like this. I could see in the code what they had tried to do; nobody expected the item to disappear, so nobody fixed the trigger to work in this situation. It was sort of like having a symlink to a file in Unix, then deleting the file. Or having a shortcut to a file in Windows, then deleting the file.  The link (shortcut) looks like it’s still viable, but you can’t open it because the thing it refers to is gone.

I resumed watching the movie.

[Mental Plane]

I went back up to the school, I was only gone a few seconds. During that time a student had written the entire problem and solution on the board.[5] I compared my answer to the problem against the one that a student had written on the white board in the front of the classroom – and I realized, I didn’t do the right homework problem.

That was the disconnect – I didn’t do the right homework for the answer on the board.

The puzzle for the movie could not find its missing item, so it didn’t work; I couldn’t play the game.

I didn’t do the work so some part of me won’t let me have the reward. Balance is maintained.

This is when I woke up.

Footnotes

[1] In the physical plane I don’t own a trailer or a car with a trailer hitch; I drove a lightweight pickup truck with a trailer, once, but I didn’t enjoy the experience, and hope to never do that again. Nothing in this dream equates to anything I’ve experienced on the Physical plane; that is, it’s not a reliving of something I experienced, as far as I can tell.  It was all new to me, and interesting, which frequently happens to me on the Higher Astral and Mental levels. Like seeing new sites when you’re on vacation.

[2] In normal Astral self-centered dreams, nothing happens that you don’t expect – because your ego and psyche is driving everything in the dream. On higher Astral levels, you can experience things that other people have created to share with you, like the most real Virtual Reality you could possibly imagine. The fact that I was surprised by something – I expected one outcome, but it didn’t happen – that’s a sign this part of the dream was at least Higher Astral or possibly a Mental level experience.

[3] My friends were so passive, they never said a word, and followed me everywhere, keeping mostly out of sight of my focus. They never distracted me or said anything original. This makes me think they were constructs of my own imagination – something that happens a lot on Astral levels. Not everybody on Higher Astral levels is a construct, but in this case, I think my “friends” were.

[4] Another example of not getting the reaction I expected – proving this is not an Astral dream. Astral level people and dream-elements always react to personality behavior. People are very serious and clear minded on the Mental plane, and happy and friendly to everyone. You don’t need an ego on the Higher Mental plane; it just gets in the way.

[5] On the Mental level, you have to think and move fast – knowledge, and people, can pass you by quickly if you spend too much time being distracted by something. Everything there is very quick, but also, you’re quick, so it all usually works out properly. If you are awake enough on the Higher Mental plane that your lower (waking) consciousness is trying to “think”, it slows you down too much and you miss 80% of what’s going on all around you. It’s tricky to find that balance of being quiet and mostly just listening and observing, yet being conscious enough to record what you’re seeing and hearing at the same time.