My reading today took me on some interesting thoughts and contemplations.
One is the idea that our physical environment is a creation of reality that we created through consciousness. What we see as physical objects in our everyday outer environment is matter and form that is created by our consciousness (in the three dimensional state). Of course there are other realities that are going on concurrently. "you create your larger environment and the physical world as you know it by propelling your thoughts and emotions into matter," (41). That makes sense, creating our environment and what we "see" from our consciousness ever in constant motion of change. However, what has me a bit puzzled or rather seems miraculous is that not only we are doing it at an individual level with our thoughts, emotions, and interpretations into the collective "consciousness" but we are doing it "en masse." En masse??? Whoa! Do we actually perceive this physical reality the same between two people, dozens of people, among societies? It does not seem possible unless I am missing something. Is there some formula? Like for instance a rock? A rock will be a rock given under certain consciousness trends? I am actually tempted to say we do not perceive the same view, like for instance a sunset, the same as a fellow friend whom we we went on a stroll together. We would probably interpret the variation of colors, for instance, of the sun or the sky changing colors. I say this because no two thoughts, emotions, interpretations are alike. It is constantly changing. All very interesting to reflect on.
Second, I am already getting into the dreams even before reaching the chapter about dreams (I looked ahead to see where dreams would be discussed per se). One quote that really stood out for me: "Now whenever you think emotionally of another person, you send out a counterpart of ourself, beneath the intensity of matter, but a definite form.... When I think emotionally of someone else, I do the same thing, except that a portion of my consciousness is within the image, and can communicate." (42). It is not talking about dreams per se but the passage made me think about dream states since that is when the consciousness seems to be freely working in different channels of reality. Started me thinking on my dreams. I know several things from my own experiences of dreams. If I am thinking of someone very intently as I am going to sleep, more often than not, they are in my dreams that night, which actually occurred last night. I also communicate with other people during my dream states. I am still exploring this area as it appears to be still selective for me or just not have expanded more of the conscious awareness of this area. And since reading the chapter of reincarnational dramas, I started to think that perhaps some of the dreams I have and the people in them are not only created by me. But had a fleeting idea that perhaps I am seeing some of my other dramas (realities) in the other "life times" occurring right now and truly do know these people that I seem to either interact in or watch. Very fascinating to think on. I have always loved dreaming and now giving me more ideas to think about for what is occurring.
That's about all for the evening. I doubt I will be writing every night, who knows though.
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Yes, I agree about the interpretation of the other dimensions peeping through in our dreams. I have been wondering that same thing!
I really need to get on the ball with the dreaming thing. Swede has been keeping a dream journal for months now. I am fascinated with the waking dreams phenomena.
You are doing an amazing job of keeping up with this blog. Speaking of creating our own realities, I created a little challenge. I subbed at a school on Wednesday, and they almost sucked me into working for them 5 days a week. I was scheduled to sub for them tomorrow, but called the subbing agency and cancelled because I didn't want to lead the kids on anymore and feel that consuming vampiric pressure!!!
OMG- my mind was entertaining the thought of teaching for about 12 hours straight.
No, I said, finally. This is taking over my life and I haven't even agreed to it yet!
I've got plans, I've got a film to make! BTW, Greenpeace wrote me yesterday- they are creating a license for me to show their films during our productions!!!
And the yoga studio is coughing up a nasty little sputum as it is resuscitated back to life. I feel like a nurse these days, sitting by its bedside, nursing it back to health.
Won't you pray for us, please. The universe is conspiring and having a little too much fun with us... we are ready for it to give us what we need in a straight-forward manner- but of course, she wants to be cute and creative about the whole process. Ugh! You get what you give!
Reminds me of the days in "a salon" when I used to rip my hair out and say, "I just want to be average." But, I never could, and so, the tale of JahGee yoga spins and spins in the anything-but-average way I have lived my life.
That is a good idea about the dream journal. I used to keep one as a child but then stopped. I would like to pick it up again as I seem to be getting more "vivid dreams" of late. For my dreams, it is the people involved that interest me the most. Not sure why. I often wonder about the "people" involved that I have no clue who the are so to speak... never seen them before or have I? And that is when I start contemplating on these so called strangers. Seth gives me a new spin on it with thinking they are actually from my other realities that I am viewing. And then the people who become present in my dreams in which I do know from this reality. And I wonder why them and not other people I know. For instance, my co-worker has been in several of my dreams of late. Why him? And the same with both Kaipo and Paul (with Kaipo it was more "intense"--we were having conversations that were real--in the sense I knew what was going on while I was away in London that summer with both Kaipo and Paul. I did not need to have them write emails or call--we were already doing it in a more efficient way!) Believe me when I realized what was happening I was blown away both because of the conversations and because of all people!! And then there are people who are never in my dreams. Like my best friend. I would think she because of our connection would be in my dreams and because I feel our connection more than just what we have in this waking hours of reality. It is all intriguing to me... these dreams.
I am glad you said no to the subbing. Too much, yes. And I feel that you have a much larger purpose you are fulfilling with your present activities. I am sorry about the difficulties with the yoga issues. Ah yes, I agree the universe always seems to so creative when we are engaged in the purposeful activities. Having it's little fun. Ah dear. And because of that, that is why you need to keep up that lifestyle of being anything but average. I usually use the word "normal" in place of average. Why cannot my life (or I) be more normal? I remember when I would get into these sprews and then exclaim, "Why cannot my life (or I) be normal?!" And then Paul would say, "What is normal anyway?"
Haha, so very true.
Thank you for shedding light on yoga!
I totally know what you mean about the people who show up in my dreams, and why them and not someone else.
I don't dream of Swede very often at all. So, when I do, I think it is very special.
My first dreams that I connected to reality were before my G'pa Hart died. For about two weeks straight, I was having the most off-the-wall dreams of him. I mean, I could NOT ignore THESE dreams! Christine dancing around naked in his living room- G'pa removing his head and placing it in the palms of his hands so that it was looking up at his vacant head.
So, of course, I called him. And he answers, "Hello, my Friend," like he and I are old pals from a distant far-off dimension... anything but grandfather speaking to granddaughter, or is this in actuality the truth and the rest of our time spent together shallow.
Trippy... I said, "G'pa, I have been dreaming about you a lot lately." Now mind you, it had been probably 2 years since we'd seen eachother or spoken. He replies with a humorous undertone, like he has been observing the whole thing, "Imagine that."
The next thing he says is, "I'm dying."
Well, that pretty much convinced me of the power of dreams.
The next time I locked with a friend, Teri, in dream-state, she ended up committed suicide by driving her car into the Grand River in the midst of a Michigan winter!
The next time it was my grandma. I called immediately- it was 5am- she was in a nursing home with Alzheimers. I asked how my grandma was, and the answer was obvious to me, "She is miraculously well- she has improved immensely in the last day or so." I knew what it meant. I went to see her that day, and she was indeed glowing, just like on the night when G'pa went to be with God. She had the glow of the thrill of going to be with one's maker. So, I sat by her side for as long as I could while she ran her fingers through my hair. No one else was there. No one knew but me and grandma.
I called my Aunt the next day and just asked point blank, "Is she dead?" She was indeed.
I haven't connected with anyone in this way since.
How old were you when you had these connection dreams with your family/friend? I appreciate you telling me this. Not do I like to explore my own dreams but hearing others tell of their dream experiences I enjoy just as imensely.
Oh the story of my dreams. It is the tale that is best told in words (this time) because to write it would take pages and pages and pages.
But I will share with you some things. I feel above all else, at this point in writing, that my sister is one of the closest individual/spirt to me. We are so very connected that it truly goes beyond life/death of this reality and into the realms and realities of our consciousness. When I was very little, I had a dream one night that my sister was hit by a car. I woke up shaking and sweating and looked down at my sister sleeping peacefully besides me. I remember thinking, "No, no, please no. Don't do this!" And a year later she did get hit by a car and died, just as the dream foretold. Since then over the last 17 years since her death, we still on occasion communicate to each other when I dream. It is not very often, probably four in the compass of these years. The last dream was the most intense as she told me she was going away on a mission of sorts that could be revealed until the right time. That was four years ago.
So, I thought and we do have a very strong connection. In life my dad used to say he had never seen two people so close, so "in tune" with each other. And indeed I agree. And so when I said
I communicated with Kaipo and Paul in this way like my sister, I really was almost struck dumbfounded in a sense. And still occasionally with Kaipo, I do still have dreams. And with Paul not dreams since that one time but sometimes I can almost just feel him "his thoughts, emotions"... something. And will write and call to ask what is up and he amazed that I picked up on it.
And then there are the dreams about the other reality I have dreamed about. Had several of intense ones when I was young (middle school years). There was this "unseen door" as I called it but when one steps across this threshold, everything changes but yet not. It is is the same but different. Hard to describe. I would still be in the woods but the trees a bit different. Older, denser. And these dreams would take me most often to this log cabin atop a hill overlooking a vast city. The cabin was very quaint. I always thought I was returning to a place that was very familiar, known to me but have never seen anything like it in my lifetime. And of the threshold, I know it to be real because of an experience one time. I actually met up with three individuals. I know it may sound crazy but they were dogs but unlike any dogs I have ever seen before. Never seen the likes of this breed. Huge, powerful, rippling muscles, and speckled black and white color. When I had the opportunity to get close to them, I looked into the eyes of one and realized I was really looking into the eyes of my sister. I know it sounds crazy but it was as such. One of my dogs chased after them as they seemed to be called away. I followed Belle, my dog and she lead me on the scent. She stopped where in my dreams the threshold of this other reality began (this threshold was on my farm property). They had "disappeared" without a trace, as Belle indicated. And so when Seth says that there are other realities along side our own, I believe him 100%.
The stories could go on. I just told you of the ones that are in some ways connected with my sister and because have had the most intense ones with her. I think my sister and I have a 'long history' together that extends beyond this reality.
I have the same thing with my G'pa! I feel like our relationship extends beyond. I just had a dream about him last week! And like you, I only dream of him every few years or more!
I was at his house in Michigan on the sidewalk, sitting, engaged with cousins. He stood a few squares of sidewalk away from me, just watching, smiling. I turned and looked at him. A soft yellowish peach button up shirt and creamy slacks, which accentuated his strawberry blonde hair. He was happy and content.
It is amazing how a simple dream like that causes me to wake up and feel as if the earth moved in my sleep- the tectonic plates of reality shifted for a moment and let him in.
Sometimes it seems like he is leading me on a path.
Once I dreamed that I was leading people to safety. But, I had to go to my G'pa's library first, because there was something I need to get. It was a very thick book, old, mahogany cover, worn gold page edges. It was a book of divine secrets regarding every aspect of life.
I only had enough time to grab it and leave- my grandfather stayed behind.
Does this book really exist?
Am I bound to lead people to safety one day?
Thanks so much for sharing your stories about your sister and Kaipo and Paul! I love to hear your stories, too.
I can't help but think that you and I are writing a book together!
Have you ever wondered how a book can have two or more authors? Well, I think this thing here that we are doing, might be a means to an end.
Your dream about leading people to safety gives me chills on my skin (in a good way)! You never know, on some level of reality that book may just exist and you a leader. Very exciting!
That is the one exciting thing about creating our own lives, the possibilities are limitless and I think, wow, just think what I can do! The adventures to go on. Hmm... got me thinking. In many ways this period I am experiencing after graduation and first "real" job is just like a pause, time of self reflection, renew my strength, gather my energy together, and such before moving on. And when I move on, I am not pecisely sure of the direction of now, but I know I will sense it when the times comes. Sometimes I feel caught in the sense I have to hold a steady job, I have to have benefits, a well paying job, etc. etc. etc. I feel so constrained, not free in some ways because of this thought process that seems to shout out at me from various sources in society and individuals. But meanwhile, gain the knowledge, practice, and continuation...
Hmm... writing a book. What an idea!! Perhaps we should explore this avenue some more....
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