I’ve had several dreams about my estranged wife over the last couple days. These are not new, but what is new is I am trying to learn how to better interpret my dreams and apply meaningful data in waking life.

It is challenging. I’ve gotten to where I record details about my life and what and how my day went before I went to bed. This include what I ate, who I spoke with, what about, my feelings, the weather, the moon cycle, etc. I record this data to determine what made it into my dreams as a result of something that happened during the day. By doing this, I now remember my dreams most mornings.

For example, the other day I had a dream that I was in Sydney Australia with a number of people following me off the main area in Sydney. I recall passing by a road work crew that was operating gas powered weed eaters similar to how it is done in Texas. We had to proceed very slowly through the road work area. Eventually, it was just my estranged wife and myself. We were headed towards a long up hill road. I revved up our motorcycle and went down the valley as fast as I could because I knew we’d barely have enough power to get to the top. She was holding onto my back. As we approached the top, the motorcycle had to be abandoned and this time she was holding onto my back as I climbed the road “wall”. I felt my muscles getting tired and so I asked her to climb over me – using me as a bit of a stepping stone to get to the top. She still didn’t have enough ummmph, so I pushed her little bottom over and she made it to the top. I was able to follow her over onto the hill. We then went to see my grand parent’s on my mother’s side.

There were other details and this was one small part of an epic dream, but I thought it would serve as a good example of the confusion that a dream can bring. I had a “flash” of a trip to Australia I had taken a couple years ago the day before this dream. It brought up an old memory. I’m not sure why this trip to Oz came to the forefront of my mind, but it manifested in my dream later on. The point being that sometimes things you think about or talk about will show up in the dream. I suppose it doesn’t necessarily mean that it is irrelevant to your life at all if you were to consider all of life one big allegory, but you get the idea. That is one class of dream phenomenon. Daily events manifesting.

Another type may be global stream of consciousness.

Sometimes, I’ve had dreams that were “prophetic” or at least tapped into the global stream of consciousness somehow. For example, one night I dreamt that I was in the custody of some Chinese generals who were wanting to extract military secrets out of Americans about nuclear power and such. The next day on the news – there was a major story about China and some plot to steal such secrets. So that might be fairly obvious as just being tapped into the part of us that is bigger than ourselves. The part of us that is made from the same atoms that our neighbor is made from (scientists say our bodies change all cells every 7 years or so), that earth is made out of, that the universe is made out of. Yet we are still individual too.

Another type may be problems or messages from parts of you outside your normal waking mind. So let’s take a look at this dream I had about my beloved. On the surface, this one seems like a snap. Keep going. It is going to be a long hard road. You are carrying her, that is your job. You may have to give her a little nudge to get to the top.

Yet, the real question becomes: “Is this just wishful thinking?”. I’ve made love to my wife a few times over the last year in a dream, but that certainly hasn’t happened lately.

Are sometimes these things just desires that are manifesting in a dream world? How to discern a desire vs. a message and more importantly who or what would the message be from?

I’ve been told that when the solution to a dream is found – it will be as though an “ahah” moment comes to you. What if i take this one step further and ask: “What does my estranged wife represent within me?”. Let’s move beyond my standard mantra of beloved wife come home, to the bigger picture. The part of us that has the same atoms as those used to form the planet Pluto (16 hits).

Could she represents the loss of my feminine side?Perhaps my intuitive, non linear thinking side is underdeveloped and atrophied?

If I treat my house as allegory for what is missing in my soul, I’ll note that I am in a big 5 bedroom house, living with a Pastor who is a monk, no family, and no wife – no feminine touch. The top of the hill we were scaling had to be reached by going through the land down under, passing through much work and construction, eventually going up a high road, and after shedding much weight to reach the pinnacle, we went and visited my grandparents house at the top.

As I write this out, suddenly I have that “Ahah” moment. The grandparents at the top of the mountain / plateau are those on my mom’s side (female). One has been suffering from Alzheimer’s and the other has passed. These both represent a part of me that has been lost over the years. My inner feminine side perhaps? Although I can’t be a female, I can at least work on those aspects of myself.

On the day of Sept 10 -11 leading up to this dream, I kept seeing syncros with regard to memory, remembering, etc.

With dreams, it would seem that if there were a message, it would not tell you that which you already know. I know I want my wife back. What I did not know, was that parts of me were lost or forgotten. I rarely think about my maternal grandparents.

As my wife and I were in the home of my maternal grandparents, they allowed us to borrow something. It was cash or something I think. The dream continued on….. and moving on from dream interpretation to invoking Lucid Dreams.

I read a book called Advanced Lucid dreaming. It explained so much that would have taken me years to understand on my own (all of this is part of my efforts to enter the Kingdom described under Luke 17:21).

I had went to bed last night around 11ish and had taken some supplements. Holy Basil, Gaba, and Valerian root to knock me out. I woke up around 3ish and took a very small amount of an herbal supplement called yohibmine. I was going to try the WILD technique for inducing Lucid dreams (29 hits). As I lay there, eventually my eyes were closed and I wasn’t sure if I was sleeping or was still awake – meaning I wondered if my body fell asleep.

I kept my eyes closed so as not to waste the 20 minutes or so of careful consciousness maintenance of keeping my mind awake as my body fell asleep. The slightest amount of light would reset the whole process. Eventually I decided that it wasn’t working so I kept my eyes closed and tried to get out of bed. The covers were wrapped around me and I had to struggle a bit to get them free from me. Finally freed of the covers I walked to the middle of my room and looked around. I thought to myself “Am I dreaming?”. I tried to verify by jumping. Gravity was still in effect. Suddenly though, I feel the haziness of dream world setting in and that feeling of losing control. My consciousness fades and I find myself awakening a few seconds later with the covers still on. Nice and tidy.

Fun. The good news is that I was successful at first attempt and I didn’t even use the supplements recommended by the book. I had to do some substitutions.

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Well, I had some friends over last night and we did a bible study on 1st Peter Ch 3. Charlene of Rejoice Marriage Ministries sent out a message about 1st Peter Ch 3 this morning as well.

1Pe 3:1 In like manner, ye wives, be in subjection to your own husbands; that, even if any obey not the word, they may without the word be gained by the behavior of their wives;
1Pe 3:2 beholding your chaste behavior coupled with fear.
1Pe 3:3 Whose adorning let it not be the outward adorning of braiding the hair, and of wearing jewels of gold, or of putting on apparel;
1Pe 3:4 but let it be the hidden man of the heart, in the incorruptible apparel of a meek and quiet spirit, which is in the sight of God of great price.
1Pe 3:5 For after this manner aforetime the holy women also, who hoped in God, adorned themselves, being in subjection to their own husbands:
1Pe 3:6 as Sarah obeyed Abraham, calling him lord: whose children ye now are, if ye do well, and are not put in fear by any terror.
1Pe 3:7 Ye husbands, in like manner, dwell with your wives according to knowledge, giving honor unto the woman, as unto the weaker vessel, as being also joint-heirs of the grace of life; to the end that your prayers be not hindered.

It has some good stuff in it.

I’ve been trying to work out this Sarah dream business a bit still. I suspect that sometimes that we are given things like this because it is what we need to hear at the time.

Sarah was the princess, meaning daughter of the King. She gave birth to Isaac who gave birth to Jacob and Essau. Mother of Israel. All kinds of directions this could be taken I suppose.

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I’ve been trying to ramp up my lucid dreaming / out of body experiences / meditation. I tried a new herb called “Holy Basil” coupled with spinach for dinner, Vitamin B supplements, electric massager, Brainwave Mind Studios Volume II, fruits and vegetables throughout the day (very limited eating out), Valerian root supplement, etc. Although I had dreams last night, and remembered them, I was too lazy to get up and write them down. They weren’t excessively vivid though.I woke up around 5:47 this morning feeling relatively rested and decided to pray for what’s left of my marriage and my family. I prayed protection around her phone, her mind, her car, the kids, and the house where she resides at present.

I then got up and got rid of my water intake from the night before. I decided to lay down on the floor with a guided meditation track. I used the one from Kelly Howell called Universal Mind Meditation. Started with my breathing exercises and after about 20 minutes I started fading in and out again. During this phase I saw a mental image of gallon of distilled water – upside down. A bit later I saw another mental image (as though it were in my field of vision) of a glass of water being filled. I’m not sure what to make of those images.

I woke up briefly and rolled over onto my side almost in fetal position. It felt so comfortable. I could just lay like that for a long time. I then dozed off and started fading in and out. I realized my head was on top of a book and I started reading the book. I thought to myself, this is weird – I am dreaming, but there is sufficient resolution in the dream for me to read out of a book. Cool. I keep flipping pages, but they weren’t real pages. It was as though my mind was “seeing through” the pages and I was able to read without turning the pages by adjusting the level of transparency in each previous page or by adjusting the depth of my apparently see through vision.

I then got up sort of groggy. I didn’t see my body on the floor so I figured I was really awake. I turned to get up and peeked out the door to make sure no one was in the living room (I have a room-mate now). I was going to walk through really quick like and get a glass of water yet I was still naked as the day I was born, so I was sort of sneaking about all tip toe style.

I walked into the kitchen and thought, you know – “it sure is light in here. What’s with the lights being on?”. As I was contemplating this, I thought to myself “Perhaps I am still dreaming?”. “Let’s test this” I thought. I thought to myself “I need to get outside and see if I can find a license plate number or something to recall when I wake up, if I am dreaming. Well, I don’t know how much time I have. Let’s try to fly. If I can fly, then I am probably still dreaming.”

I jumped up and much to my delight and slight embarrassment my naked body is now soaring over the kitchen sink. As I made it over the counter, I went into what I now call “the white zone” where I knew I was still dreaming, yet was awake. This happened once before. It feels sort of like the static on a television with no actual signal being received.

Perhaps this is the narrow path that Yeshua spoke of. Straddling the point between conscious and subconscious, though I’m not really sure.

Some have informed me about the middle when performing breath exercises. It makes me wonder if it is similar when going between awake/dream state.

It was very difficult to maintain this state and I woke up.

I had been practicing rather attempting various “higher” thought forms over the last couple days and attempting to be more aware, but the scenario for this dream seemed to be driven once again by feeling lethargic as I dozed in and out. The lethargic / comfortable feeling seems to be driven by the right amount of heat, coupled with perhaps time of day, spinach, and binaural tracks. One more thing to note, when I woke up at 5:47 AM – I was very very hungry. They say that less energy is wasted on digestion provides more energy for spiritual/mind movements.

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Well, some interesting things have happened lately as far as increasing of syncros and such. A syncro is a coincidence of personal significance or a coincidence that rises way above the level of chance forcing the poor recipient to either think he has gone crazy or to say…….. “Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaatttttt ….. what do you waaaaaaaaant from meeeee??????” in a shrill banshee voice. I’m kidding about the crazy part…. no.. really kidding about the banshee part. That was fun.

Back to syncros, sometimes I blabber things up a bit in my writing, so I thought I would include this handy video to explain what I am talking about:

Around May 21, 2009 – every where I looked, the number 333 would show up. Clocks, receipts, license plates – all day long. I wasn’t sure what to make of this and am still not. I even woke up at 3:33 AM that morning. Think something was trying to tell me something?

I had mentioned awhile back that I had hired an astrologer. Well, anyway she told me that “Mercury was going retrograde” during the month of May, which would generally mean that this could manifest as communications getting messed up, wires crossed, computers/traffic etc. would have problems, opportunities to review past, and that it was VERY likely that I would run into people I hadn’t seen in awhile. Well, my computer did get infected with spyware, and tons of people I hadn’t heard from made contact with me with such messages as “Blast from the Past”, or people I have emailed for about a year now never bothering to respond – all of a sudden wrote back, etc. It was a wild experience to see again, the “astro” influences. Come on man, the moon affects women every single month and you whether you like it or not – your system as well. Get over the weirdness of this. I’m not saying that there isn’t a lot of quackery going on in this space, but that there is something to this. It may be an art more than a science though. Want something to really freak you out? In the writings of Josephus, he noted the astrological signs being on the adornments of the temple prior to its destruction in 70 AD. Why would the temple have astrological stuff on it? Think mister.

For some time I had held that the butterfly was a symbol for me to “keep” going due to a prayer I had held late one evening. Without fail, just about every time I have thought of quitting, butterflies would randomly show up not much longer. This was sort of an event that I guess I wound up hardwiring into my psyche / your thoughts become your world engine, that invariably produces butterflies when I get hopeless. I had a bizarre dream last night (well all my dreams are bizarre). In this dream, I hugged my wife around her stomach as she was loading up our kids in a mini-van. She was friendly and contemplated coming home, but not right now. It was weird holding her once again. Felt nice. My little teddi-bear I suppose. Well, later on in the dream, I was driving my car and a butterfly became attached to the wind-shield. I recalled thinking… dude, I need to get a picture of this so people will believe me and not think I’m making this stuff up. So I broke out the iPhone and was trying to take a picture while driving. This dream was quite vivid, but not the most vivid I have ever had. I thought it was real enough, that there I was gathering evidence for my blog in which I am now writing. Unfortunately, pictures taken of butterflies using the dream version of my iPhone, are difficult to merge into this reality. Dang! I thought it was funny.

Moving on, the other thing is that I had mentioned “Living Scriptures”. In that our very lives are scriptures. In general, we Americans don’t see things this way. To borrow from the movie, Pulp Fiction, “I’m an American, our names don’t mean sh**”. Despite cultural filters built into my mind, I saw an interesting pattern yesterday and today. On Sunday, I was over at my mother in law’s house and we we began discussing our various marital challenges, the song “Burning Down the House” came on by the Talking Heads. My mom calls me up Monday and informs me that her house got broken into. I’m trying to understand the significance of this event in her own life and mine, and as I am sitting there thinking, that song “Burning Down the House” comes into the forefront of my mind. A couple seconds later, mom says – this is a life changing event, but not as significant as when my house burned down that time. Queue Twilight Zone music. Well, it’s not that unreasonable and at this point, pretty much could be chalked up to randomness. Well the day proceeds.

The next day, I get sent some emails from a friend of mine. I felt drawn to read one. Here is the link (36 hits) and an excerpt:

If an employee was having a bad day, Jerry was always there, telling him how to look on the positive side of the situation.

My mom called me up again at the same time I was reading this email. What I found interesting was that several times during the conversation she would say the words as I was reading them… for example she would say I’m just going to be positive, it could have been worse right as I was reading the italicized words above. This happened two or three times. Now, I don’t know if this was some crazy mother-son psychic connection thing going on, was planned by higher power(s), or was just something I’m reading way too much into, but the emotional effect was very similar to the Volkswagen commercial above – which you should really watch.

As this proceeds, I think how ironic that I am reading about a guy who got robbed as my mom is describing how she got robbed. I wonder to myself, was this planned from above? What is the spiritual significance again? What is the living scripture here?

On Monday June 1, 2009 – Shohn’s mother’s home was broken into by thieves coming to rob and pillage anything of immediate value. They avoided the antiques and the check books, but they looked for cash in the mattresses and took easily transportable electronic equipment used for entertainment and work. My mother has contacted the higher authorities including the local sheriff’s department and it appears that her insurance will cover the loss. She has not had anything this shocking happen since her house burned down.

What is the relation of our home to higher meaning? Our home – our place of safety, being defiled by marauders? Is this allusion to our spiritual house being broken into by thieves as well, or is it just some drug starved teenagers robbed her

I wonder if her house would have had problems on her astrological chart. It would have been her 4th house I imagine. Too bad I don’t know her birth time.

As I contemplate all of this, I look over at my radio and note that it is playing a song from the Hail to the Thief album, by Radiohead.

This morning, in my inbox is the message “Unwitting Thief’s Conscience Spurs Him to Return..” from Breaking Christian News.

Weird eh? Now the ordinary person would probably look at something like this and dust him or herself off and go on about his or her life, not unlike our friends in the VW commercial above. I guess I’m losing some of my American culture, as I see something of significance here, though I don’t know what it is yet.

Pay attention!

Last Wednesday I went dancing with a friend of mine. During this event I read an article in Time magazine about the revival of “predestination” – a theological tenant that makes no sense to me. I read the article and then awhile later, my friend and I begin to converse about spiritual things. She eventually begins to speak about “predestination”. I find it somewhat odd, but go on about my business and continue to listen. I give her my more esoteric points of view and then we move on to more important things like orphaned stray cats she takes care of and some pastor she was having problems with. The next morning as I arise from my slumber, I am drawn to open the book “Last of the Mohicans”sitting in my closet. I’ve never read this book, though it is on the to-do list. I turned it directly to page 134, and there it is talking about “predestination”. Twilight music…

Other events, on Friday of last week a friend of mine emails me about some lady named Ruth – a counselor with whom she was dealing. Awhile later, a woman from the tax appraisal office calls me up to discuss my protest of the taxes on my house. Her name is Ruth. Later on this weekend, a pastor buddy of mine connects with me and says we are to do a Bible study from the book of Ruth on Pentecost. He goes on to inform me that it is one of the biggest days because of the marriage, Moses, the Spirit coming, on and on. I tend to view the scriptures in a much more allegorical sense now, but am able to take away much of what he is saying as valuable once I look at it from an allegorical sense as well. Ruth.

Finally, after all this – we get to the big cheese. 777. What? Well around March of this year, something happened with this bible passage jumping out:

Mat 7:7 “Ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be opened to you.”

Awhile later, July 7th is magnified on the calendar and a bit later a woman in need calls up asking for help to pay a bill. She needs $77.

Weird, eh? Well it gets weirder. Over the next week or so this number 777 starts showing up. I start thinking one day.. man I don’t know, I’m probably just going crazy. This is so stupid. As I conclude this thought, a car turns the corner and on its license plate are the numbers 777. Chills.

I forget about this for a while and then it comes to the forefront of my mind again when leaving work in April. I had a friend with me at the time and I told him how weird it would be if the 777 license plates showed up again. They did in full force. I saw two on the way home, and there was one parked across from my house when I got home. I’m thinking what are the odds. Play Texas lottery!

I forget about this for a bit and then it comes to my mind again. This time though and unlike my butterfly in my dream, I am able to capture this unicorn:

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Hopefully, it is clear enough for you to see. 777 baby. The weekend before Memorial Day, I am headed to see my mom and once again, I get stuck behind the ol’ 777 license plate. I’ve never noticed this before my whole life. Maybe it is just a mental game.

Well I asked my astrologer what sort of influences and energies we had coming up, particularly in the area of my love life. I wanted to know whether to fish or cut bait basically because I was getting frustrated again, but I didn’t want to lead my astro chick on either. She gave some dates for likely influences and then said… July 7th is going to be a big one for you probably, Jupiter conjuncts with Venus. I don’t know. We shall see what unfolds.

Here is the cool part. Since you have read this, this stuff will probably start happening to you. I don’t know why it works that way, but every person I’ve interacted with about this stuff….. it starts happening to them

Now we have discussed [S]ynchronicity. There are other topics to discuss, namely, [M]arriage and [S]ex.

I’ve been learning recently that our definition of [M]arriage in a modern sense is not quite what it used to be. We now seem to enter into [m]arriage. I’m defining [M]arriage as the ideal case and [m]arriage as what our modern society does.

One is more spiritual in nature, a lifetime bonding – an agreement to spiritually raise one another, to remain true, and the other is a joke. I think I shall attempt to explain and underscore where we are getting it wrong, at least, as far as I understand it TODAY.

My fingers are tired, this shall be the subject of another article.

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I wrote this post about a month ago, but wanted to defer posting it. I felt it was time to post it now. I’ve italicized the part that was written a month ago.

There were a couple of issues that the wife an I needed to discuss a few days ago. After our conversation I got the feeling that she hated me. It was the most bizarre surreal thing I’ve ever endured. So much resentment and anger. I try to check myself and see if I’m carrying a great deal of anger or resentment within since she would be partially reflecting whatever thoughts and things I have inside presumably.

Now it seems that there is a new dream. Is there a Sarah in the future, or does this mean that my wife will become like Sarah – from dominative, to Princess.

Perhaps Sarah is more about me? Perhaps this is in reference to my soul being my husband and me being its wife?

Who knows. It is hard to separate ego sometimes.

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This article brought me to tears. Even reading it makes me realize how silly I’ve been for much of my life.

Italicized text below is from the online article at http://www.near-death.com/experiences/storm03.html (30 hits):

The Therapy of Love and Enlightenment

“The quickest way to change the world is to be of service to others. Show that your love can make a difference in the lives of people and thereby someone else’s love can make a difference in your life. By each of us doing that and working together we change the world one inner person at a time.” – Dannion Brinkley, a near-death experiencer

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This morning I had a dream about the wife and I and a girl I had a crush on in high-school before my wife came along.

We were at some dance hall in the town where I live and a number of my friends were there. My wife didn’t want to dance, so I had thought about asking some other girls to dance. I then asked the girl who I had a crush on in high-school against the advice of one of my spiritual mentors. She commented – well I want to dance, but aren’t you all into conspiracy theories about the pope or something?

I told her Nah, but I am into spiritual things that very few in this world would understand so I don’t talk about it much. She felt comfortable with that. I escorted her out of the building and she went home to see her folks. Then as I was leaving I went to go talk with my wife. She still wasn’t interested in dancing so I figured I would head home from the dance.

I got in my car and was driving home, in my present town. Then the dream took a rapid twist. All of a sudden – out of nowhere, I was driving my car (the one I really drive in reality) as though I had just awoken from a bad dream.

Allow me to repeat this in a manner where it is Crystal Clear. People sometimes talk about having really vivid dreams, indeed I have before in some of my past posts; however, this thing was so REAL that I thought I was really driving my car and had fallen asleep at the wheel. There was all the sensations one would have in life. Touch – the grip of the steering wheel, I could feel the brakes of my car vibrate as I applied the brake, I could feel the vibration of the road and the smell of the grass and my car.

It was as though I had fallen asleep at the wheel and had this whole dancing dream.

My right wheels were bumping against those little notched on highways designed to wake you up when you fall asleep and one wheel was in the grass. I knew that if I turned suddenly the car would likely flip. Same thing for the brakes due to the incline of the ditch. I saw an oncoming car and a car situated on the notches and was headed for both fast. I gently applied the brake, but it wasn’t going to be enough. The car winds up crashing sideways – rather gently – into a barbed wire fence. I’m alive.

Then I wake up into the reality that I am writing from now.

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I had debated posting this for some time. It is convoluted, but I thought it would open a window into some of the prayer work and thing that have been going on.
 

A few days ago, as I was coming to work – something sort of said to me as the odometer was approaching 140.00 – see where you are at when the odometer is at 140. I thought to myself – errr? What is this raucus?

Yup. Talking to myself again I guess… maybe. Perhaps it was a disincarnate spirit. Perhaps a “nature god”. Perhaps my higher self. Jesus? God? Earth Consciousness? My subconscious? I really don’t know at this point. I do know it was a thought though and it popped into my head out of nowhere so I went with it.

As I approached the magical 140 – well at first I thought that maybe this was related to the street sign I had just passed, but then I realized I was actually on a “bridge”.  Bridge. Interesting.

As I drove into work, I happened to pass right by bus #140. Interesting. The plot thickens.

I arrived at work and checked my email. The first message in there is something about “The Bridge – Step 9″. I zeroed in on this for two reasons: one – the girl who served me last night at Denny’s had her birthday on the 9th, and two – this bridge event which had happened earlier. So I read the email and went ahead and downloaded this ebook called “The Bridge”.  It is essentially a prayer / manifestion guide in the spirit of Mark 11:22, but with a new age flavor. That sounds great, but wait – it gets better.

This same morning I had a few dreams most of which are in my written dream journal offline; however, I thought I’d bring to the forefront – one of the dreams. In it, my wife and I were both riding back to our old house (I was driving) and came back the reverse direction from a long winding road in my hometown to our old house. She kept asking – do you normally come this way and similar questions. As you may know, we are currently separated and I’ve been fighting tooth and nail to get our marriage back together somehow – so this dream may have had some marital messaging for me in addition to any cosmic type guidance.

As I opened my brand new book, “the Bridge”, somehow the computer had switched it to page 30, which was The Bridge Reminder #6 – Getting Home! It discussed loving our enemies and such. I felt jolted as I recalled my dream about getting home the reverse direction. Home. Home sweet home. The back way????? Errrr?

I thought it was neat how the whole thing went down. Now one could certainly argue that all of this is merely a function of my brain or ego attempting to survive and recognizing patterns and attaching to them. Fair enough. I have thought much the same myself. However, here is the kicker. Once this stuff starts happening, it seems to get louder and louder until you start to pay attention and quit ignoring it – at least that is how it went down for me.

This all ties back into the idea that what we call reality is in a weird sort of way – actually a dream  – not that I’ve ever woken up from the dream – this is all purely theory and speculation at this point. Shohn’s tips for getting marriage back together – find out secrets of the universe – then get marriage back together. Perhaps my strategy is a bit off.

With this framework laid out, I have been attempting to follow / get guidance from what many would term in the new age as the “higher self”. It seems that there are a variety of channels for communicating with whatever is up there or out there in the blue ether.

Here is another example. I had a spiritual question on vitamins – rather – which ones to use. I had researched various herbs for enhancing dream vividness. The goal being to get my mind to such a level that I can have a “near death experience” and talk to the being at the end of the tunnel of light without the normally mandatory blood and guts for such an experience. If you are a Bible reader, you may recall the experience that Paul had in the desert on the way to Damascus – the blinding light? Well, instead of taking LSD or Peyote like normal folks, I’m trying to get my mind to operate at maximal levels to arise from this dream we call reality. This means I need appropriate neurotransmitter chemical thingies or something like that.

One herb I had found was something called the kava kava root. It is said to help reduce anxiety and allow for better sleep. Mmmmmmm -  reduced anxiety… yummy.

I was researching this in the morning.  I specifically looked this one up on wikipedia. Later on that night, I opened my herb book for the first time in a long time. It turned to a page about “Kava Kava” root – directly.  This was not in the middle of the book. It was a 300 page book. Coincidence?  You tell me.

I decided it wasn’t and went to the vitamin store for some good ol’ Kava Kava root.

At this time, I have been taking it for several days in conjunction with super doses of B vitamins.

The first night I took it, it felt sort of weird as I was fading into sleep. However, through this combination – I have noticed a definite improvement in the vividness of my dreams. Many seem “real”.  Since then, almost every single night – my dreams have been quite vivid – leaving impressions to sort through for much of the rest of the day.  No tunnel of light at this point, but hey I am still learning how to eat spiritual baby food here.

Well with my new found dream pills, I have been having some rather interesting dreams about the wife. The day before I had a dream that she was “cleaning” out our house, but wasn’t ready to come home. Last night I had a dream that she was “preparing” to come home. I can’t wait for this dream to become reality.
 

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I’ve had two Lucid dreams now since the holidays have ended. These dreams were so real, well, I thought it was real in my dream, yet I knew I was dreaming. Very fun stuff and yes cheaper than a movie. The movie industry will now have to hire all kinds of lobbyists to keep this cat in the bag. Free entertainment using one’s mind – what a concept.

I’ve recorded some of the other details offline, but I thought that this may help others who would like to travel the inner recesses of their own mind.

I’ve been vegetarian for almost 8 or 9 months now, and I noticed that by switching to that there was a marked improvement in the number of synchronization type events in my life (read about Carl Jung on google to learn more). I had a lucid dream about a week ago on the Sabbath, but wasn’t sure what caused it or if I could duplicate it. The conditions were eating spinach the day before and not much else, staying up much later than my usual time (i go to bed around 9 usually – this time I went to bed around 1), woke up at around 7 or so and walked around, went back to bed and was very WARM and cozy under the covers. I felt almost lethargic it was so cozy. The heat was cranked up a bit too. I had listened to something called Centerpoint, which is a meditation / trance induction mental enhancement type music, daily each night before.

I simply repeated each of the steps above and whammmo lucid dream again. Previously, I could never quite narrow down what caused them other than being really tired. Now I think I’ve found a way to trick the body into being tired.

At this point one of them seems to be tied to reality somehow, the reason is, in the dream, I started driving a royal blue P.T. cruiser with a manual transmission (stick) and I’ve never seen or heard of one of these bad boys so far in my life, but I found out today that a friend of mine has friends who used one of these very rare vehicles, at least in my mind, for transporting folks to church or something like that. Maybe I need to meet them for some reason, who knows with dreams.

In unrelated news, my mother in law is coming over tonight to use one of my weaknesses in my marriage as a strength. My critical eye is going to get some use again at long last! She wants me to help her with her resume! Yaaaay! I’ve practiced quite a bit on HOW to say things much nicer instead of my usual direct path. There is a time and place for direct, which I am still learning with regards to my closer relationships. It was nice on the phone. I observed part of her ego engage that wanted to defend itself and realized I needed to back off so I did. I was actively thinking of how to say things in a …. graceful manner. This is uncharted territory for me, but I am learning.

Hopefully, this will be good training and a win win for the both of us. It will be good to hear her report back to the wife that I have finally tamed this aspect of my beastly nature and learned the fine and subtle art of feminine communication or maybe I really am delusional now

Now – Wifey – get your rear end home, I mean…. well still learning

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Psychic stuff is cool yet frustrating. No I’m not the world’s best psychic nor do I know what I am doing really, but stuff is starting to happen and that’s about all I know at this point. It seems to work best with my mom. I started looking into this after wondering about Jesus’ mad psychic skills with the woman at the well, and the guy sitting under the tree and stuff. He said in one of the books that we would do greater than he would, so I figure that psychic stuff would be part of it since he did it. Looking at this like a child just like he said to.

I’ve been able to “read” a couple other people right on target for the most part, but mom seems to be the strongest connection. I still don’t know how to do this on purpose – it seems random at this point and subject to noise generated by my own thoughts. What I have observed is that it seems to be accurate when it is a thought that comes out of nowhere – ex nihilo i think.

Here is a recent example:

The other day I was at a family reunion and all of a sudden a random thought out of the blue got placed into my head. It was my mom with a green pie. Yes, GREEN PIE.

I called mom up to ask her what she was up to and stuff. Nothing doing. Asked her about pie. She gave me a …. okay… you really are bored aren’t you.

She instant messaged me the next day.

4:02 PM Mom: i’m cookin fried chicken and mashed potatoes tonight. we r having grandma c annd geoff;s uncle over for sunday dinner. this we are doing each week, because both of them are lonely and on fixed incomes too. they were over here last week for steak and salad and lemon meringue pie. i made it from scratch for the first time. it turned out yummy. so today i made chocolate meringue and orange meringue pies

4:03 PM me: k
I saw a green pie
not chocolate
but interesting none the less

8:15 AM Mom: Oh yeah, I forgot about the green pie dream. That is too weird!!

Now I admit, that for the second series of pies – that it is possible that her mind picked that up, forgot about it, and then proceeded to make more pie. I can admit that – perhaps a self-fulfilling prophecy of sorts, but what is weird is my mom has never made pie. She had pie on the brain and then I got pie on the brain – the WEEK before – I submitted this to her.

So here is what I have learned – it is when new things are occurring in mom’s life that I am picking them up somehow. I suspect that green may somehow be my subconcsious mind’s way of telling me – “new”. Just a guess.

The cool thing is my mom is a cake chick. She has never been able to make pie. All of a sudden she starts making pies and I get a random visual about mom and some green pie. Now if I could just figure out the lottery numbers I’d be set

Now the danger in all of this, is that almost everyone I run into that I happen to have a spiritual discussion with at any length – starts to experience these types of phenomenon on a much grander scale. It has happened with pastors, friends, mom, my children, and maybe even my very force-fielded and deeply wounded wife. What I hope is not occurring is that somehow these “mental” forces are somehow bringing about manifestations of coincidences in the physical world thus causing me to misread various freaky coincidences that have occurred as some sort of output of energy by my mind that is getting picked up by other people. Did you catch all that? I made it up as I was going along.

Looking inside of myself – the external events being a mirror of what is going on in my soul. In mathematics, this would be basically a spiritual differential equation. I used to love those kinds of math problems.

For example, you have a big tank of water that is pouring water out at the rate of 10 gallons a minute, another pipe pouring into the tank at 10 gallons a minute with a 10% salt solution. At what point will the tank be 50% salt? I suspect that there are similar things that occur in the spiritual world that somehow mirror this physical world and cause things like coincidences, etc.

What does this have to do with my marriage? Well, if this is real for my mom, then by definition it is likely to be real for every person I’ve ever had some sort of connection with, and I imagine – in particular those with whom I have had children. Therefore, as I involve Yeshua in my prayers – I try to make them filled with love and light and some sort of letting go when I’m done and mental images of what I desire to happen – all of us hanging out on the beach as a family at long last.

I’ve written about numerous such events before. The beach thing was cool. The pie was cool. Dog water. It goes on and on. Now, just waiting for the light switch to be turned on in my wife. … that thought that says….. “Maybe, I’m making a mistake”. Not sure what to visualize for that part.

Now I must figure out how to continue to send out light and good will towards my wife to help her bring down the force fields and restore what we had and with any luck, what we can have.

Now this video is a bit “New Age”, but on some levels describes some of the things I’m learning about our more “advanced features”. As with everything in this sort of stuff – eat the orange, but throw out the rind if you must.

Another update- my mom is now praying hard core for my wife and I. Thanks mom!

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