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December 4, 2013 at 2:45 am
Maria~Shakti
Started last night (12/2) and will incubate tonight too (12/3). Here is my dream from the morning of 12/2/13:
“350 Dreamers Healing Oil”
I am having scalp problems. My head was itchy and splotchy – like age spots – and my hair was falling out. I visualize what I think my scalp should look like, having colored sections for some reason, like medical diagrams or phrenology diagrams. While I am scratching my head I see elongated brown oval shaped material fall from my head I wonder “are they roach wings?” But realize I haven’t seen roaches anywhere. I wonder if its skin from the brown patches on my scalp.
I discover others are experiencing it too. Tara was complaining about her hair/scalp too; she thought it may come from her dog and was getting her yard treated and fenced to keep the dog from roaming outside and getting re-infested. I consider getting a new mattress like maybe there is some invisible infestation. No one could see any physical / material cause for the scalp / hair problem. People were looking sickly – dark circles under their eyes and sallow complexions.
I was massaging organic essential oil into my scalp called “350 Dreamers” – it was made of 2 different kinds of rose oil (rose bud stands out) and neroli oil. I thought it was an ironic name for the oil – meaning only 3 ingredients, but it’s called 350 Dreamers. I was inhaling the oil deeply; the rose oil scent was dominant and seemed healing on an emotional/mental level. It brought me a sense of inner peace and grounding. EOD
December 4, 2013 at 3:33 am
Tzivia
Greetings Maria-Shakti,
Thank you for dreaming with us. This dream feels powerful and healing to me. If it were my dream I’d sense that something’s happening at my crown chakra, my connection with the divine. I’m shedding old skin, and letting go of what’s no longer needed. The process is uncomfortable, but healing comes from and through my connection with other dreamers (350 Dreamer Oil! Love it!). Mmmm…I’m inhaling that rosy scent and can imagine beauty blooming in the garden of all we might create with our healing intentions!
❤
Tz.
December 4, 2013 at 5:06 pm
Ralf
Great dreaming, Shakti! You go so very well with the goal of incubation. I already mentioned in other groups: In this dream I see symptoms of radioactive contamination. And also I see our dreams are connected, I dreamed the Hornet Queen landing on my “scalp”.
December 4, 2013 at 8:07 pm
Laura A
Rose oil not only has a beautiful scent, but has remarkable healing properties. Stories about the production and application of rose oil go back in time to almost the beginning of written history.
December 4, 2013 at 3:26 am
Tzivia
Welcome dreamers! Record your dreams here, as a comment.
Also, please feel free to comment on the dreams others record… but be sure to use proper dreamers’ etiquette:
Please don’t interpret someone else’s dream. Instead, reflect on how themes in shared dreams inspire your thoughts about our intention to dream for global healing.
A good way to be respectful and be sure not to impose your interpretation on someone else’s dream is to start your response with the phrase, “If it were my dream …”
With that said, I hope you will join the conversation! I look forward to hearing from you.
December 4, 2013 at 12:39 pm
Laura A
“President’s Club”
Incubated dream for 350 Dreamers
In the dream, I am in a tall skyscraper, and there is a function happening on the top floor in a room called “The President’s Club” I don’t have a ticket to attend, but I go up the escalator anyway. I look in the door, and recognize many of the people, but none of them have held a status of a President. On the landing there is a secretary who tells me that I need a ticket. At that point someone says “Hello Laura, join us…” I wave. Everyone is seated and being served beautiful, elaborate salads on dark blue plates. A woman that I know is sitting at the table and says “Do you know who’s 18 weeks pregnant?” and tells me that Geoff and Anne are. I don’t know these people, they are young, expecting their first baby. I congratulate them.
After dinner I go to the pool area to take a swim. There are mini pools, almost like 4 person round hot tubs laid out in a spiral pattern. I am handed a towel and told the sequence. The first tub is very very hot where steam is coming out, the second next tub is only a little bit cooler. I lose count of the number of tubs, but by the last one is it filled witch ice cold water with floating ice chunks. My body feels like it is freezing. (End of Dream).
December 4, 2013 at 11:40 pm
Ralf
Hey, Laura! In my dream I would feel we are all presiding over the group dreaming, and each over her/ his dreams, no need for a single president 😀 Glad you have joined. Much water in some dreams.
December 5, 2013 at 8:02 pm
Laura A
Hi Ralf, thank you for your comments. That is also the impression that I received about the dream. There was not a single president, rather a grouping, a collective energy.
December 5, 2013 at 12:02 am
Tzivia
Hi Laura,
Thank you for dreaming and sharing with us!
I feel the power of the president and the power of being welcomed into the “inner circle” in this dream … the pools of water remind me of all the climate shifts that can happen when our system is thrown out of balance … too hot, too cold, etc. But in this dream these pools are part of a spiral, which makes me feel a sense of purposeful, healing energy.
So much to take in!
–Tz.
December 5, 2013 at 8:03 pm
Laura A
Hi Tzivia – thank you for commenting. You’ve given me another way to approach this dream. I was thinking of global cooling…(instead of global warming). Or melting icecaps… but not sure I can put my finger on it exactly.
December 6, 2013 at 1:21 am
Maureen
Laura, what leaps out at me, if this were my dream, is how much the colors resonate with the planet earth – presuming the salads were green and the water was blue, especially as there was a preponderance of water, which is exactly so on Earth and very much how our beautiful planet appears from space – a “universal” vision.
Not having a ticket to attend this event puts me in mind of how there’s a an elite group politically – including Presidents of various nations – who meet and work on legislation for climate issues affecting the planet, but the ordinary citizen like myself has a crucial role to play and necessarily needs to be part of the solution, even if I have to push my way in.
That Geoff and Anne are pregnant feels both encouraging – as if positive growth is on the horizon – but also a reminder of whom we need to save this planet for, the generations yet to come. The steam and ice echo the extremes of weather we’re experiencing globally, with record breaking heat and cold immobilizing countries all over the world. I wonder what the dreamer makes of the steam, in part because this dreamer (Maureen) had a “steamer boat” in m dream that I knew was deeply important. Could this indicate the importance of going full steam ahead to avoid being left out in the cold – symbolically and literally?
The tall skyscraper suggests a higher perspective to me, and perhaps the tall order at hand. I’m curious about the 18 weeks and wonder if this relates to what is going on gestationally with a fetus at this time. One of the significant developments at 18 weeks is hearing and around this time, a fetus also develops the coating that protects it from exposure to the amniotic fluid. This feels quite telling in the context of the dream and the intention!
What a remarkable dream, so illustrative of the issue at hand and quite visual – an artist’s dream to me!
December 4, 2013 at 2:53 pm
Maureen Boyd Biro
I set an intention for a healing dream for Earth, asked to join dreamers all over the world to seek healing for the beautiful planet we share.
“Whole Again and Stitched Together”
I’m with two women who seem to be my friends. One of them has died and I’m taking her somewhere to be healed. Initially, I’m driving – later, walking. The transition isn’t clear and I’m uncertain where we go or who we see, but my friend is revived. Some procedure is performed on her, but also on me. She’s stitched up, made whole. I’ve a strong sense that she is somehow emptied out and filled up again, made new, but also that this is tentative, that care is needed for her to remain alive again.
I’ve been stitched partially in some way, too. I see a long, slender, silver sewing needle embedded in my forearm, just beneath the surface of the skin. My sense is I’ve been stitched to my friend, the woman who was healed, and this needle has been left in me as a reminder that we are stitched together. It has to remain in my arm.
The third woman I now perceive is my actual (waking life) friend Diane. She’s leaving to host a party and tells my healed friend and me that she and her husband will perform two songs at their party – “Let’s Get Physical” and “Prisoners” (of Love?). She says they sing “Prisoner(s)” when the kids come home to represent how that feels. I know this song and sing it in the dream (but can’t identify it clearly on waking).
I’ve a strong feeling of gratitude and responsibility about my friend’s healing. Later, I feel quite lighthearted and joke with my friend who’s been healed that she was brought back from the dead, and I’ve been stitched up and have a needle in my arm, but Diane gets to party – meaning it hasn’t been so easy for us but Diane hasn’t suffered any consequences!
Still in the dream, I try to recall how I got my friend to the place where she was healed and I hear another dreamer, a man reporting his dream for this dreaming event, which I seem to be lucidly aware of now. He mentions he was in a canoe, and I suddenly recall I took a paddle boat or steamer. I have a distinct memory of paddling a small boat, perhaps having carried my friend into the boat, but it feels important to remember the word steamer, too. EOD
Note: In my dream, messages are often communicated in song, so I pay close attention to songs and lyrics. I wanted to get this dream down while it was fresh. I’ll come back to read others’ dreams and comment. Hope this is the right place to post!
December 4, 2013 at 11:35 pm
Ralf
Glad to see so many dreaming friends here, Maureen! A deep healing dream, to say the least. You share the “dead” topic with Gale, the “prisoner” reminds me of one of Shakti’s dreams (The controlled puppet – monsters) and water appears in many dreams (Laura, Shakti, Joy, Ralf)
December 5, 2013 at 1:43 am
Maria~Shakti
Also Ralf, I didn’t post it, but in my 3rd dream a foreman says “I know it can be done faster because I did it in the penitentiary.” Maureen if this were my dream I would imagine the stitching together is symbolic of how we are connected…how what is done to the Earth and Her inhabitants effects one another. A beautiful healing dream!
December 6, 2013 at 3:18 am
Maureen
Nice to see you here, too, Ralf, and so many other dream friends! That’s an astute connection you make between the prisoner and the controlled puppet. Water does seem to be the common pool here, the collective unconscious, but also really resonates with issues on the planet, I think, and water as the source of life. I’ll be back to comment on your dreams – very intriguing series!
December 5, 2013 at 8:07 pm
Laura A
Maureen, what stood out to me in this dream was the aspect of being partially stitched. IIWMD I would make a connection with something I’ve read about a shaman’s journey (many report dreams of being broken and stitched back together), or the wounded healer. And I also enjoy musical dreams. Sometimes the lyrics are great interpreters. 🙂
December 4, 2013 at 3:10 pm
Gale
Title: Dead Gathering
I am with a group of hippies, many of them old friends. We are organizing a gathering of Grateful Deadheads at a certain local club. Jerry Garcia is, hopefully, going to attend. I think this is exciting and amazing because I know Jerry died years ago. We can only have 102 people at the gathering so there is concern that many who would like to attend will not be able to.
A woman who resembles a high school friend as well as a Palestinian woman I met on a recent trip is worried she will lose her home. I suggest that we all live in a big house together. We can renovate one big house into many apartments. I tell her to keep me informed as to how things develop.
December 4, 2013 at 5:22 pm
Ralf
Gale, what is the significance for you dreaming of a dead “Dead”, is there a message to you, or to all of us? I had a third dream today, and we share the topic of moving. My brother placed his things in our house, wanting to move in. I feel the larger message is a need of sharing, and also that we (humankind) are living under the same roof, as expressed in the term “ecology”. That is why what happens in Palestine matters everywhere…
Citing Merriam-Webster:
ecology (n.) Look up ecology at Dictionary.com
1873, “branch of science dealing with the relationship of living things to their environments, coined by German zoologist Ernst Haeckel (1834-1919) as Okologie, from Greek oikos “house, dwelling place, habitation” (see villa) + -logia “study of” (see -logy). In use with reference to anti-pollution activities from 1960s.
December 4, 2013 at 11:00 pm
Gale
Ralf, It felt significant to me IN the dream. I have a lot of thoughts and in my waking life I was a deadhead and mine and Jerry’s birthday is August 1st. I think I/we are often awakening ‘buried’ or ‘dead’ aspects of ourselves.
House/earth/sharing YES. That part of the dream seemed to speak to humanity on earth working together.
And Maureen’s dream has a person who has died being healed. Other dreams of healing…I love this forum.
December 5, 2013 at 1:37 pm
Tzivia
Hi Gale,
So wonderful to have you dreaming with us!
I love thinking of the phrase “Grateful Dead” … I usually only think of the rock group and until now never saw the deep significance of those two words together. I feel in it an acceptance, in fact an appreciation for, the cycles of life and death, the letting go of what is no longer needed to move on to the next best thing … Hippies, too, are often seen as a stereotype or fashion statement, but what’s behind hippies? Peace and love! Great gathering I’d think for a night of healing dreaming!
❤
December 4, 2013 at 4:39 pm
Ralf
I’ll share a row of dreams relating to this incubation, which started for Fukushima more than a week ago, then I connected to our 350 dreamers group.
At first a meditation and dream experience of October, 28th:
Holding my “Sleipnir-Stone”. Breathing with light into the night. Paul Overman’s “Sleep in a Body of Light” exercise. Then focusing on the subtle heart center – “Rising through the Dreamworlds” and visualizing Ed Kellogg’s “Philosopher’s Stone” there, emerging from the subtle heart center. Affirming lucidity 21 times. Then just focusing on stone, light, breath. Intending to visit the “Astral Temple” of Psi Dreamers group. Looking for answers.
I’m getting deeper, hypnagogic imagery, legs are twitching, again. I am turning. Focusing again. Repeat this few times. Can’t recall when I actually fall unconscious.
Waking up feels just like going into sleep, as if I continued the meditation all night long. No clear pictures or scenes I can recall. Everything, every image, thought, emotion glowing with a subtle white light, fine silk threads connecting all that is, the inside is the outside, and all the world in my dreams. Remembering, I can’t even say, if it is, or if this is just the stream of thoughts and images flowing on. I see my older brother, I see colleagues at work, I see the water flowing through Fukushima plant, like in the video, but all white and connected. The quality of these connections feels neutral, like they were made of pure attention. And it isn’t just “my” attention. This web encompasses all that is, including humanity. “The web is always there, and it has to be created through our effort, and it has to be discovered through tuning into subtle energies.” All last three statements feel equally true.
The subtle energy of the nightly exercise I still feel inside of me, now. I still feel it in touching my wife, and yes, I feel now it is love, it can be love, if I so want, and I’m spreading the warm light through attention and intention. On the peacebridge I said we somehow have to find a way to the root of the global imbalance. And I’m clearer now, the root is humanity. That is why it is so true, and positively radical to say: “Be the change you want to see.” That is why Sandra Ingerman’s formula is worthy to keep in mind: “The formula I arrived at is intention + union + love + focus + concentration + harmony +imagination = transmutation.”
December 4, 2013 at 5:00 pm
Ralf
It was November, 28th…
December 4, 2013 at 4:44 pm
Ralf
Following a dream connecting to Mother Earth and her energgies, as I understand. Also a dreamfriend saw the connection hornet – yellow/ black – the radioactivity warning sign:
The Hornet Queen
30.11.2013, 2
I’m standing on the terrace behind our house, looking toward the house. There is a really huge hornet, and it is always trying to approach me. I fear it, and evade time and again. The while I think it could be the one I once saved and set free, and she has really grown.
She is trying again and again, so I dare and let her do what she wants, trusting she won’t sting me, if I don’t move. She sits right down on the top of my head, and I perceive a tingling flow of energy reaching down into the heart center. She feels more solid and heavier as I expected. She’s crawling round in clockwise and counterclockwise directions.
General impressions
The terrace: A man made structure bordering cultivated nature (the garden). Maybe on the rim to the personal unconscious.
I’m looking back at my house – the structure of myself
The hornet-
Definitely a she for me. Two or three weeks ago I saved a hornet queen. She was trapped in the lamp installed outside my garage, lighting the terrace and part of the back garden. I got aware of a strange loud humming, saw her, large as my palm, and felt pity, because this was “against nature”, an unnatural source of light, for which I am responsible. I admire the beauty of these large insects, and I fear and respect them. I got me a sheet of paper, folded, so she could crawl on it, and guided her out to freedom this way.
In my dream after being fearful I recall this experience, and the memory somehow makes me trust she doesn’t want to attack me. Still fearful, but surrendering I enjoy the energy her presence causes.
I now feel like this were a way of the hornet to thank me, by raising my energy, and connecting me with Nature. She kind of represents Mother Nature, as a Hornet Queen.
Connecting with nature was on my mind after being called to dream for Fukushima by Judy B Gardiner, and by Sherry Puricelli.
So while in my last meditation and visit to Astral Temple (afternoon of Friday, 29th) I received no reply on my question for the root of the situation around Fukushima, at least none I understood. Now I see the meditation and this dream have in common an experience of energy. In my meditation I flew on the wings of Ed’s lucidity symbol, and for hours after the meditation my feet barely touched ground in walking, and I felt a peaceful high.
Also I meditated as a winged being, and this Hornet Queen is obviously winged.
The surprising weight of the hornet may be the incorporated weight of my physical hand resting on my head (so I awoke). In the dream she was also large as my hand, twice the size of the waking physical hornet.
Also I see my thoughts and emotion around saving the hornet parallel my motivation to heal nature after Fukushima: Man made disasters and traps harming nature call me to action.
Exercise
Incubation: What is the root of the situation around Fukushima?
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Incubation: What is the root of the situation around Fukushima?
I see my thoughts and emotions around saving the hornet parallel my motivation to heal nature after Fukushima: Man made disasters and traps harming nature call me to action. It may be dangerous to deal with radioactivity even in dreams, but then it is good to trust.
I see the dream giving an answer to my question how to build up the energy needed for healing the earth: If I’m connecting with Mother Earth with the right intention and heart She will give, anyway! Means, She will supply the energy needed to heal herself. It appears, though, Her children (we humans) also need healing, and these are just two aspects of the same process.
December 4, 2013 at 4:48 pm
Ralf
Now the dreams of last night:
First dream seems to prepare acting according with the incubation by introducing magic. Also women (female energy – Mother Earth?) present, but I don’t feel sure if the connection go that far…
Retrocausation
04.12.2013, 1
At a table in a small room, Two women sitting across. My head resting on both my hands, my face half covered by my fingers I’m looking one of them intensely in the eyes, preparing to say something extraordinary and challenging to her. She may think I’m crazy.
I’m hesitating, feeling the tension, then I say we collected all the data for this study, and it is too much to process. So I did shrink it, reduce it to an amount we can handle and fit into this large locker standing behind her. Light brown/ yellow wood, like old fashioned filing cabinet. But I did more than this, because it was still too much.
I went back to the past and changed the events, so now data are in a useful amount and structure, meaningful. I know it is crazy, and my mind boggles, because my action is absurd, it makes this study entirely useless, any study! I can’t recall any reaction on the side of the women.
General impressions
Not much time now to write comments. I think this dream may be how I deal with my (dream) memory to an amount and structure I can handle.
It is maybe also about the magic we can do in a different understanding of time. Relates to the dreams “What about Time?” of Oct, 12th, and “Turn Back Time” of Oct, 22nd. Reaches out to “Get the Yellow Ball” of this night, preparing the magical condition, I feel 🙂
December 4, 2013 at 4:54 pm
Ralf
Get Out the Yellow Ball
04.12.2013, 2
In a park – like terrain on the rim of a city. Large houses somewhere back. A woman wants her small white puppy dog to move and run. I suggest throwing a ball, and so I do, but it falls into a rill or trench, which is three or four meter wide.
I hurry after it, then stand on the rim. Water is not so deep and transparent clear. The ground is white sand. I see some koi – like fish, red and white standing calmly in the real slow stream and brown catfish laying on the ground. The bright yellow ball submerged in the middle, I think:
Now is the time to do this magic I spoke about in an earlier dream (“Retrocausation”), I know I’m dreaming, now. I think I can jump and not not hurt the fish, and do it, head first, but correct my angle, because the water is too shallow for diving. I get the yellow ball and get out again.
General impressions
At first I see only weak relation to the goal. But the yellow ball fits with the yellow of the “Hornet Queen”, related to the radioactivity symbol – Fukushima. Healing the water – getting the radioactivity out.
The woman is from the city – I somehow feel the whole scene connected to what civilization does to nature.
Many personal links, our own small white puppy dog, a yellow ball our larger dog likes to play with. The koi like fishes like in our ponds. The catfish like in my aquarium.
December 4, 2013 at 9:52 pm
Maria~Shakti
Ralf, I had magic in my dream last night too. If it were my dream I would consider the incubation goal was reached – “magic” for the polluted water…I went back to the past and changed the events, i.e. problems with radioactivity.
December 4, 2013 at 10:33 pm
Ralf
Great dreaming again, Shakti! Remembering – if it were my dream I feel remembering I’m not a puppet, getting aware of and then getting rid of external control is a key to freedom. Breaking the spell of the Shadow through getting aware. I think that is healing! “Quarantine” I see continuing the topic of your dream last night. Memory – I interpret my first dream this way – another commonality in our dreams.
In my dream I would think the shop – owner has the appearance of a wizard 🙂 because it somehow fits with the rest of the dream… golden butterflies – nice!
The third part of dream I feel like we were dreaming together, or nearly. A setting in a park, with water in my dream (and there were also trees). You had trees and marshy ground, mountains appearing. I had high houses in the background of my dream. I saw a woman with a dog. I threw the ball and did magic. Maybe you came in AFTER all this happened, and it gives me hope my “magic” did actually lift the curse (or part of it)!
Would still be interesting to find out the nature of this curse. I sense – relating to Fukushima – the shadow of the past, Hiroshima, Nagasaki. I sense how our dependence on nuclear power (or on fossil fuels) makes us monsters to the ecosystem, if I take your dream as mine. Do we need another “flood” to get “clean”? It appears we are causing floods…
December 4, 2013 at 11:59 pm
Tzivia
Hi Ralf,
Thank you for dreaming with us and bringing your deep reflections to your dreams and those of others here!
I see the water theme stretching between several of our dreams. Water is key to the shifts in global climate, and our inner waters of emotion and consciousness are such important parts of the picture, too.
And the magic! Yes to powerful healing magic!
-Tz.
December 5, 2013 at 8:22 pm
Laura A
Ralf, I’m always impressed with the quality and depth of the dreams your share. There’s not much that I could add that you haven’t already explored. Sweet dreams to you. 🙂
December 6, 2013 at 12:26 am
Ralf
Laura, something maybe nobody can guess, and only later dawned on me: The dream was making fun of me 😀 Our little white dog Snoopy never runs after the ball, he never learned. So the woman’s wish was clear, only it was also clear I played a trick on myself by so cleverly advising her and throwing the ball, into the water, to get it out again. Means the dreaming mind tricked me into moving myself and getting the incubation done 😀
Also woman, dog, ball are from the city. I throw the ball means: I do the pollution. The rill/ trench is filled with fish I’m keeping in artificial bodies of water (aquarium-ponds). So I’m polluting my own “cultivated” nature. The park is not the wilderness. I’m healing the consequences of my own deeds, of my own lifestyle. Reading my dream this way is sobering, but apparently closer to the truth it says about me.
December 4, 2013 at 7:04 pm
Joy
Before I went to sleep, I put a print out of Tzivia’s FB announcement under my pillow. Then I visualized a blanket of healing white light wrapped around the Earth. This is the dream I remember upon waking this morning:
I step out onto a stone paved courtyard where I am to be married later that day. Two friends come up to me. One looks worried and says she’s sorry. I say, “Why? What did you hear?” The other friends says, “Nothing – congratulations!” They hug me. A cold gust of wind blows through the courtyard. It blows harder and colder until I have goose bumps. I look up at the sky and say, “Are you kidding me?!” Another wedding is taking place in the courtyard. I notice that the flowers people are carrying and the clothes they are wearing are being blown by the wind. Someone says, “It’s February!” It isn’t actually Feb. but it feels like it. Then it starts to rain. I run for cover in the building but I’m soaking wet when I get inside. I think if the weather continues, I will have to have my wedding inside and I wish I had picked a place with a better, prettier inside venue. My mother is with me and she’s looking at my feet. I’m wearing saddle shoes. She says, “I thought you were going to that store to buy new shoes.” I say, “I did, but I didn’t want to wear them all day.” I imagine wearing high heels all day and how uncomfortable that would be.
When I wake up, I’m not sure how the dream relates to healing for the Earth. The unseasonable weather reminds me of the unusually strong storms, such as Super Storm Sandy, being caused by global warming. But as I write the dream in my dream journal, I have an association with my mom, who is deceased over 25 years, a wedding and new shoes. When my niece got married a few years ago, I asked my mom to send me a sign that she was with us in spirit. The day before the wedding, I found an amazing pair of rainbow colored shoes that were made by Footwear by Corky – my mother’s nickname!
Now I realize that the end of the dream is the rainbow after the storm – a powerful healing message for the Earth. After all, the rainbow is God’s covenant of healing after a flood almost destroys all life on Earth. May we all look for the rainbows in our lives 🙂
December 4, 2013 at 10:41 pm
Ralf
Glad to see you here, Joy! Great global dreaming, heartwarming story about your mother, and then you share the flood theme with Shakti!
December 4, 2013 at 11:56 pm
Tzivia
Hi Joy,
Your dream is so rich and full, and better yet I love your reflection. I also had strong winds in my dream … and I see the theme of male female unions is repeating in some of the dream offerings today.
Thank you also for sharing your incubation method. We can all learn from one another’s techniques!
All the best,
Tz.
December 6, 2013 at 9:01 am
Maureen
Joy –
Your dream grabbed at my heart on so many levels – and reminded me what a fishbowl of dreamers we are, swimming together in this cosmic dreamspace!
I have to say, before I comment on your dream in relation to the intention, that your dream could be a page from my waking life right now. My daughter recently became engaged and a few days ago we discussed venues for her wedding with this very concern in mind. She wants to be married outdoors but was worried about the back up indoor venue, wanting something that would be equally nice, just in case.
What really resonates though, is your comment about your mom and your niece’s wedding. Just before Thanksgiving, I had a beautiful dream in which my mother, who lives in the in between space of Alzheimer’s Disease, came with me to see my daughter whom I was picking up from school in the dream. When I got to my daughter, I was surprised to see she was wearing a beautiful, shimmery, pale pink dress – like something out of a fairy tale, just stunning and flowing – and she was dancing. I suddenly just knew this was her wedding day yet to come and my mother was showing me she would be there in spirit. I called my daughter and told her about the dream and she told me she had just found a pale pink gown she wanted to show me, because she thought it could be her wedding dress!
Even your rainbow hits home. That was the sign my dad sent to our family thirty years ago on his St. Patrick’s Day birthday, just after he’d passed away. We were all together, wishing we knew he was okay, wanting a sign, and a huge rainbow appeared in the sky. We knew it was Dad’s rainbow. Small wonder your dream made me sit up and take notice!
That said, if this were my dream, and my intention was healing for the earth, the weddings here speak to the union of soul for me, especially with all the emphasis on shoes (sole/soul), and a wedding dress so often being white, like the healing white light I envisioned wrapping the earth. Perhaps what my dream is showing me is that what’s needed is a soul effort vs. a global effort, and my memories of my mother making her presence known feel especially resonant in this regard. If we approached the task of healing the planet in communion with all the souls who have lived here, how much greater might our power be? The rainbow after the storm really is the message, and the dream seems to point pretty clearly how to bring the rainbow on.
On a personal note again, I love the story of your rainbow shoes and the hand – foot! – your mother had in them!
December 6, 2013 at 4:35 pm
Joy
Maureen, your comment brought tears to my eyes! I know your mom and your dad will be with you and your daughter on her special day. I would suggest bringing or wearing something to the wedding that symbolizes their presence for you. If it were my daughter’s wedding, I might wear rainbow shoes 🙂
I also like your connection between sole and soul. Very insightful!
December 4, 2013 at 7:51 pm
librarianmystic
We are filming a movie on a moving train. It is a collaborative project with lots of people. There are people behind the cameras, people setting props and running errands, and the actors.
The movie is five sections: five films put together, each section links to the next. All of the sections each play out two different ways. (However I only remember two parts of the movie now)
In one section there are cowboy/gangster/mobsters. The guys are running and shooting and it reminds me of kids playing, excited. The guys were on two sides: running and shooting at the guys on the other side.
In another section (the one I remember best) — there are two women and three men. The first time (version) they are having a light (“delight”) time – the men and women interacting, like a slow dance without music, touching each other lightly and moving, circling, around each other: a touch on a shoulder, and turn and touch another person. Calm and bumused, the people smile at each other, all liking each other, open faces.
The second time this scene plays out of the same two woman and three men, the men are regarding the women as loose/prostitutes and force themselves on them. The women seem hard and harsh, as do the men. They have all lived rough lives. The women close off into themselves to protect themselves. The blond woman says “Stop” — she hits the man who pins her down on the ground. When that doesn’t work, she turns her face to the side, and she closes off, goes vacant as he rapes her. It was an ugly scene, but it felt distant.
It was like both were “party scenes” – but the first was of a party that was light and loving and inclusive and open, and the second party was of hurt and hurting and using and accusing and I felt there was substance abuse involved as well.
Although the dream felt like it was about judgment and fear — the overarching feeling of the dream was dispassionate. We were filming these two versions to show the choice. “Do this” or “Do that” — whichever you choose, these are the results. With judgment you have this result, without judgment, the other result. It seemed to all start with how the people in the scenes saw each other: with judgment or not.
Throughout the morning I woke up a few times — thinking — “Global Healing.” My consciousness waking me up to remind me. Then I dreamed this snippet before I got up for the day:
I’m in my house, naked from the waist up, holding some fabric in front of me to cover my naked breasts. As I walk through the living room I can be seen through the windows of the house. Outside the house I hear people saying, “How shameful.” (for me to have my chest naked) All of a sudden what I notice is that my BACK is naked, and that is what really feels vulnerable: a naked back.
December 4, 2013 at 11:45 pm
Ralf
Your dream is impressing me, I mean especially the different “choices”. The last snippet – if it were my dream – I would relate to the situation of group dreaming – public dreamsharing.
December 5, 2013 at 12:20 am
librarianmystic
Thank you, Ralf. Part of the reason I shared the dream is that it strangely didn’t feel like dreams I usually have or personal. I will continue to muse on it as i do not think that things in dreams that may seem harsh or even ugly are actually “bad”, but something to learn. The part of the dream that felt personal was the last dream snippet – and the first actual feeling and direct part I had in the dream: feeling vulnerable. (Which I think relates to your take on it.) Thank you for your insights.
December 4, 2013 at 11:52 pm
Tzivia
Hello Librarian Mystic (I love your “nom de internet!”)
What a powerful night of dreams. I sense in it the male and female energies trying to work out their “dance” … the violent potential, the harmonious potential, shame, exposure, opposites on display–front and back. What happens if we as a planet pursue one strand or the other, one way of interacting or another? So much to consider here!
Thank you for dreaming and sharing with us.
–Tz.
December 5, 2013 at 12:38 am
librarianmystic
Thank you so much, Tzivia. Great to notice pairs of opposites which I hadn’t realized, but can see now as an aspect of the dream … (A focus of mine in waking life has been for awhile — judgment, and whatever is the opposite of judgment? One question: would you think (if it were your dream) there is a meaning to the number 5 in the dream? (Five sections, each played out two different ways…. and five people in the section of the dream I remembered best: two women and three men)
December 5, 2013 at 1:40 pm
Tzivia
Hi Librarian Mystic,
If it were my dream 5 would mean family, since I’m from a family of mine. But I know that numerology has other ideas about it. For a dream for global healing I might look at universal/archetypal meanings …. but I’m no expert in numerology!
Sending High “Fives” in the meantime 🙂
December 5, 2013 at 7:04 pm
librarianmystic
Relates to me, too, Tzivia, as I’m from a family of five! Thank you again.
December 4, 2013 at 9:45 pm
Maria~Shakti
12/4/2013 — I think 1 of the 3 dreams I had relate to the incubation:
“Trinkets, Monsters and Magic”
I am in a house, a place to remember…a place of remembering. There was a backroom that was messy, and another even further backroom with a Muppet type monster that reminds me of Fraggle Rock’s “Trash Heap”. Like The Lord of the Rings there was a ring – a glowing, bright, neon pink ring, which was used to control somebody – I think to control me. I stole it back – though not me in waking life – I am a puppet style looking creature. I didn’t want to keep the ring; I wanted to get rid of it. When I took the ring back I freed a bunch of “beings” including myself, and the monster was transformed in some way, and it couldn’t control people anymore. There was some sort of quarantine going on.
I came out of the monster room into a strange place – a Chick Filet fast food joint in the front, lap pools in the back then through a door located in the pool area were steep bleacher style seats where I came out on top of the seats. I couldn’t walk down the bleachers without disturbing all this stuff some guy was selling – recall hair accessories and costume jewelry – I accidentally knocked over a box of gold butterflies (pendants, pins or barrettes). The guy reminded me of a hillbilly – southern accent, denim overalls; and he had a white, long beard and white longhair. I apologized for kicking his stuff over, but it was so steep and hard to maneuver down the seats that I was hurling down the rows of seats.
I am walking in the dark among a grove of banyan trees with a marshy ground. I see Nina (dog) and think, “she was just put to sleep how can this be her?” She had slime hanging from her mouth. I am calling her and she is just wandering around not acknowledging her name. I get the feeling this area was drying out like from a flood – like it was another type of landscape at one point – I could see hills appearing. I sense some magical thing had happened – like a curse was lifted from the land. I feel it’s supposed to be familiar land to me, but I don’t recognize it. EOD
December 4, 2013 at 10:35 pm
Ralf
I posted my reply in the wrong place, below your comment on my dream, Shakti. Great dreaming!
December 4, 2013 at 11:48 pm
Tzivia
Hi Maria-Shakti,
Wow! Your dream is so rich. What stands out t o me is the sense of transformation and magic … and the gold butterfly! (I’ve been thinking a lot about the plight of the monarchs, have you?) The quarantine feels significant, too … I feel that a lot of good healing work was accomplished in that dream!
Thank you for sharing it and for dreaming with us!
–Tz.
December 5, 2013 at 1:29 am
Maria~Shakti
I have not heard of the monarchs plight Tzivia, but have felt very sad for the bees. Thanks both to you and Ralf for your insights!
December 4, 2013 at 10:50 pm
Tzivia
Gosh darn day job (which I love 🙂 kept me from posting till now. Happy to be here …
DR 12-4-13 350 Dreamers Night
Intention:
Tonight I dedicate my dreams to global healing and I look to see what is my gift that can help heal our world.
3 a.m.
Two-Stalked Terrarium Gift
I’m shopping for a gift for a man. He wants a plant/terrarium and chooses one that is a double plant, pale white tubular growths that meet in the middle. But it looks sickly and I encourage him to consider another.
The Gift of A Simple Black Boat
Now I’m buying a simple black boat with a dented hull for R. as a birthday gift. I need to bring it to my editor who is the cashier in order to buy it.
I want to get a lower price due to the dented hull. She was supposed to meet us here, but she’s nowhere in sight, so I fly/levitate above the board walk toward the farm where I know she’ll be. G is with me.
A Strong Wind Blows Fire
At the farm a young woman in very feminine clothes is at work in the barn. I ask where DB, the editor is, and she replies, “South.
A strong wind blows in and the fields around us burst into flame. I tell G to run, and we do, but then she says, “Why are we running?” “To get away from the fire,” I say.
But at that moment I realize flames are blazing in all directions. Cars at the periphery of the fields are bursting into flames.
7:25 am
Blaze Gives the Gift of A Notebook
I arrive at my hotel room. Sheila Blaze, someone I know from an internet group [350 Dreamers?] but whom I’ve never met, has left as a gift on the door to my room a reporter’s notebook and a magic marker. Turns out she knows I’m there to do some kind of a story. She lives in the area and works as a nurse.
My executive director is there with me and I tell her about Sheila and how sweet this gesture is.
I enter my hotel room wondering how I can thank Sheila. Throughout the dream this desire to thank her recurs.
Looking For Clean Water
At the pizza place, where I’ve driven with my cousin and other family members I park the car – surprised there are so many free spots.
Inside, I try to find a glass or bottle of water, but I can’t find one, and when I do, they all have sediment in them or were clearly half-consumed by others.
The proprietor, a middle aged, aproned man, asks why I’m not drinking some water.
He touches my eyelash tenderly, and tells me a little piece of (grit?) on it makes my eyes sparkle beautifully “in the picture.” (Someone must have taken a picture of me.)
I go to the ladies room.
Caught Up With Family Business
I’m back at my childhood home where my mom is living. [in the d. not in wake life] I step onto the stoop to get the mail. It is dark, and I know this is a recurring scene [in fact a recurring dream] in which there is danger in opening the front door, as people are usually lurking outside with intent to harm. In this case as I open the door I call to my sister, “I’m stepping into the dark, if I don’t return, come look for me!”
But the scene outside is peaceful, in fact some workers, whose tools are scattered about, seem to have created a round brick garden in the center of the path, and they have repaired the old brick work in front of the house.
I’m still thinking I want to thank Sheila Blaze.
I grumble about how the mail always piles up here and no one ever takes it in [as happens in the recurring dreams] but now there are only a few envelopes, maybe one day’s mail, and so I am pleased. It seems my mom’s aide is taking in the mail. The aid comes outside to see if there’s a problem. But I say “We’re all caught up.”
Back inside my sister asks what I’m holding. I put the mail down on the couch and am headed for the bathroom. I don’t want her taking the mail. I like to be the one who takes care of it. But she doesn’t want anything to do with it so I’m relieved.
Black Woman in Search of an Organizing Story
I’m a large black woman [in wake life I’m a thin white woman] and a member of a black family. I’m returning home to be with my teenage children, who’ve been taken care of someone else in my absence.
I’m with my sister who is also a large buxom black woman. She asks what I’ll be needing to have with me in the house I stay in with my children for these visits. I say “Some novellas, please.” She suggests a light detective series, which she says they’re very “organizing” to read.
EODS
December 5, 2013 at 3:20 pm
Ralf
Hi, Tzivia! Great incubation, dreaming about gifts according to your intention. I think a (dream-) diary is a great gift, fostering our healing powers. I had a dream few days ago, finding a notebook with pencil attached, and I’m a nurse 🙂 There is always some matches to be found, and then I always ask myself: What do they mean – except to show we are somehow connected through/ in our dreams? Also interesting how your dream “blazing flames” and the get a notebook from “Sheila Blaze”.
Your storm and fire dream reminds me of Joy’s storm and water, she also running.
Someone else had a boat, a canoe … Maureen.
Water in your dream, you already mentioned abundance of water in our group dreams. Has also been the case in September incubation. The three water pictures are still placed on my window sill ever since, reminding me, honoring our dreaming 🙂
December 4, 2013 at 10:56 pm
Laura
My son is standing in front of me, looking out out of a beach house into a gray sky with tall, close waves coming in. I think, “I can’t wait to body surf.” eod
Namaste, Laura
December 4, 2013 at 11:44 pm
Tzivia
Hi Laura,
Thank you for dreaming with us! I love the energy of your dream …May we
ride the waves of what comes at us with a sense of adventure!
December 5, 2013 at 12:06 am
Tzivia
SHERRY’s DREAM:
Our powerful dreamer friend Sherry can not post to this site due to technical difficulties, so I’m posting her dream here for her:
I set an intention: Dream global healing.
Here’s my dream fragment:
“We’re In This Together”
I’m with a group of people, I believe they’re dreamers too, and I know we’re working together on some project. There’s a real feeling of “we’re in this together.” I feel grateful to have these people in my life. I believe we can do ANYTHING! Possibilities are endless.
I am in a car, ready to drive away. I’m surrounded by these amazing supportive people. Someone says, “let the top down.” Then they’re helping me put the top down. I’m driving a convertible! I’m so pleased to feel the fresh air. Driving away feeling “we’re in this together.” EOD
December 5, 2013 at 1:42 pm
Tzivia
Hi Sherry,
So happy to be “in this” with you … and my question is, what song is playing on the car radio 🙂
–Tz.
December 5, 2013 at 12:30 am
Ralf
Tzivia, you write:
“Who: We have more than 700 dreamers signed up from Belgium, The Netherlands, Puerto Rico, Canada, Japan, Argentina, The United States … add your nation to the list!”
I’m from Germany 🙂
Good night for me now, looking forward to more comments, and more group dreaming, next time. Thanks for gathering the dreaming tribe, Tzivia!
December 5, 2013 at 1:24 am
Sonia
I’ve printed a conference brochure and it is a mess (the formatting is completely screwed up and it’s unpublishable). I decide to call R.P. about it. I call the agency and a new receptionist answers. I ask if R.P. is working today and that she is at ext. 120. The receptionist affirms “Yes, R.P. at 120” and transfers me. Now I am actually at the agency with the brochure in hand to show R.P., but she has bigger things on her mind. She tells me that M.F. has died- was found with her head stuck in a fence. R.P. mentions that she found her like that but assumed she was just asleep and then later found out she was dead. I ask incredulously, “She had her head stuck in a fence, wasn’t moving and you thought she was SLEEPING?” R.P. seems genuine (mostly) in her belief, but a part of her maybe knew M.F. was dead but couldn’t face the horror of it. EOD.
December 5, 2013 at 2:41 pm
Ralf
Hi, Sonia! You dreamed of 120, Gale dreamed of 102. You both have topic of death. I wonder first what that number means for each of you alone, and then there may be significance to the numerological similarities. Also the topic of death appears again, while I ask myself, if the fence (as in border between different realms) may have some meaning in this context. In my dream I would see how close conscious dream-journeys/ OBE/ astral voyages, are with passing over, they are a kind of reversible passing over to different realms of experience.
December 5, 2013 at 2:46 pm
Ralf
Also there is the old wording of “sleep is the little brother of death”.
December 5, 2013 at 5:13 pm
Maureen
Sonia – Lots of death coming up in these dreams – Gale’s, yours, mine. I did a brief re-entry of my dream yesterday before I read all the comments here and the number 20 was part of my re-entry (which I’ll try to post later today). In my dream of yours, I’m struck by the completely messed up brochure which I need to bring to others’ attention then being told there’s an even bigger issue at hand – MF’s death. If this were my dream, the scene RP relates and my incredulity over how it played out brings to mind the issue of global warming, which many simply refuse to see and the fence as the divide on this issue. I see a clear relationship here with the overall dream intention and a call to action – to face the horror of what’s amiss and consider the dire consequences of inaction. Communication is clearly critical. Powerful dream!
December 5, 2013 at 10:51 pm
Ralf
Good points, Maureen!
December 5, 2013 at 1:41 pm
Tzivia
@Ralf … I need to add Germany to the list. Thanks for representing 🙂
❤
December 5, 2013 at 4:01 pm
Laurel Clark
Hello, friends!
My dream was early morning, and then the story I was telling continued as I was waking up, in that half asleep, half awake state …
I am with a group of people at some kind of gathering or important meeting. Not sure who the group is, but it seems like it has to do with world peace or something like that. Someone, a teacher-type, asks if there is anyone who can make a segway between Dunkin Donuts and our meeting. (it seems like we are meeting in a coffee shop.)
I say, excitedly, “I can!” and run up to the front of the group. As I do so, I am a bit surprised at myown boldness!
Then I tell a story, that seems like it is getting very long and involved, about how people universally love coffee, and I describe in detail all of the kinds of coffee and the deliciousness of it … the smell, the taste, the feel fo the warm cup in your hands … and also how among the universal appeal of coffee there are all kinds of individual and personal preferences, light or dark roast, different blends, and so forth. (in the dream I am telling lots of details and am worried that my story may be too long …)
As I am awakening, I am saying that the lesson in this is that among the individual differences there is universal truth … and the universal truth is that eveyone loves coffee!
PS.
I just read Sherry’s dream and my dream had a similar feeling to it … that we are in this together!
Thanks and love to you all,
Laurel
December 6, 2013 at 1:14 am
Maria~Shakti
I definitely can take this as my own dream, I love coffee! Judging from the number of Starbucks, The Coffee Bean, Internet cafes, etc on every corner I think this dream chose a great symbol to represent universal. Love & Light
December 7, 2013 at 12:56 am
Maureen
Hi Laurel! There’s so much I love about this dream and not just because I’m a huge coffee aficionado. What’s especially delightful for me is the underlying humor of linking the absolutely mundane – Dunkin Donuts – with the most important of universal truths. If this were my dream, it seems to suggest that the smallest details contribute just as much as to a unified and universal whole, as the big moments. It’s the vision brought to the task that truly matters. The richness of “to each his own” is so exemplified by that cup of joe, too! Several of the dreams shared here really echo the “we’re all in this together.” theme. I wonder what action I would take based on my dream? I love that I’m quick to volunteer and take on the challenge posed, even if I’m surprised I do so! Bold flavor makes for a great cup of coffee and bold moves can change the world. Enjoyed reading this so much!