For a second time last night, I’ve had a night filled with dreams that have told me a lot about myself and my soul group. I’ve been hard at work all night in my dream state.
I’ve emerged with enhanced confidence and a greater understanding of a number of processes.
But at the same time I also realize that it’s not appropriate to communicate much of what I’ve learned – at least, not yet. I was shown things that were valuable for me to know but not yet appropriate to be shared.
I was made aware of the process whereby a soul puts on blinkers or blinders or filters in order to carry out a chosen task. If I did not put on blinkers, so to speak, I would not do this work as a writer.
I now see why I spent so much time studying Sri Ramakrishna and his “merry band of minstrels” and why they appealed to me so much. They’re a perfect example of a group that forgets their origins in order to carry out a task. In the course of Sri Ramakrishna’s disciples’ lives, they gradually remember things about themselves as and when appropriate. Their whole lives can be seen as a process of self-remembrance.
And so it is with all of us here right now – Starseeds, Walk-ins, Wanderers, Crystals, Indigos, and every other type of individual here on the planet to help with this Earth-shaking event. We will, I now see, gradually remember our origins, but not so soon as to result in our leaving off the work we’ve come to do.
In a sense, our remembrance will be commensurate with our maturity. To the extent that we can remember without dropping the task we came here to do, we will remember, I think.
I realized in meeting my soul group that we’ve met before in my dream state. Many among them were psychotherapists or counsellors and one other was a writer, like myself. Some were graphics artists and people schooled in the technical side of communications. We’re all tied together by the blue aura of communication. I’m not aware that I know any of them in my waking life, although they were very familiar to me in my dream state.
Previously I thought I was supposed to study under them and that’s why I met them. But I now see that we’re colleagues. Towards the end of the dream, we were simply hanging out with each other, as if metaphorically gathered round a fireplace, just enjoying each other’s company.
I was given an experience of higher dimensions that it would not be wise to communicate. Sorry. Some time later. Not wise at this moment.
I realized in the course of that experience that how deeply we can draw in our breath suggests the dimension of awareness we are capable of. The process of remembrance of dimensions may turn out to be similar to the process of drawing in a deep breath. That’s probably why some of the ascended masters have stressed deep breathing in the course of messages we’ve read from them. There’s some connection between awareness and breath that I don’t understand very well yet.
I was also aware that what I conceived to be as “flying” was in reality a process of ascending to a higher level of dimensionality or awareness. My mind simply rendered it as “flying,” though it wasn’t.
I was reminded of one past life, lived around 1,000 years ago that I don’t feel it wise to discuss. I mention it to remind myself later on when I forget that I was shown it. I’m not sure why it was shared with me. Perhaps the reason will become clear as things develop.
I’ve emerged feeling more patient with things. I no longer wonder what my future will be. My future is already here and locked up in a box, to use a phrase that Sri Ramakrishna used with one of his devotees.
I now see why I have no strong desire to seek enlightenment but a strong desire to serve. I am here to serve. That is my job this lifetime. The task of seeking enlightenment is continuous and infinite, but given the job at hand to cooperate in the staging of ascension I have chosen to serve ascension.
I no longer have questions about where everything is headed. I see fairly clearly where it’s headed and the work I’m here to do. I don’t feel a need any longer to somehow scramble, but simply to continue as I’m doing – reporting on things. I have a greater degree of confidence in the process of remembering what I need to know as and when I need to know it and consistent with keeping myself at my self-chosen task until it’s no longer needed.
At some point I may write a bit on Sri Ramakrishna’s disciples because their lives provide an interesting look into what I think is the process of our lives. If you have a chance to study the life of Swami Vivekananda, Swami Brahmananda, Turiyananda, Golap Ma, Yogin Ma, Latu, “M,” Nag Mahasaya – any of them – you may see significant metaphors for what we’re doing here and what our lives might look like in the future.
I see how delicate the process of self-remembrance needs to be. Already, having seen as much as I have in just one night, I feel inclined to simply relax over the course of the day and assimilate what I’ve learned. If I learned too much, I might lay down tools altogether and that would not be a good thing. So I’m content to have just learned a little.
I’m aware of how strange it must sound to be talking this way. I feel very vulnerable. But nonetheless this is the work I came here to do. No one said it would easy.