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for me personally, I've learning to equate the idea of levitation or flight in a dream as symbolic of effortlessness. which is an aspect of liberation or becoming lucid within all levels of the dream. or it works towards true lucidity.

Ever since I received my MPS, pretty much everyday I went to sleep I have been experiencing women comforting me or getting in my space. I'm not too sure what angle the stone is playing but all its doing is not wanting me to wake up. I'm also very much out of energy and can barely get anything done. Its been nearly 2 days since I gave up cigs again and hoping its sticking. Things are also moving at a crawl with the imagi, must keep at it I guess.

Hi Terry

Keep at it.  It is also about your emotions. They are powerful and at times our true feelings which pretty much drive the results we get lie deep down in us.  I am not saying fake big time happiness. But maybe grasping on the next best feeling...like gratitude for example to have been able to attract the MPS in your life.  For me it was a purchase that required sacrifice.  My MPS reminds me if I can have the MPS then I can obtain the  next thing. Then it seemed so not within my grasp.

Keep at it and generate good feelings by starting out with things you are grateful for. 

Terry Jackson said:

Ever since I received my MPS, pretty much everyday I went to sleep I have been experiencing women comforting me or getting in my space. I'm not too sure what angle the stone is playing but all its doing is not wanting me to wake up. I'm also very much out of energy and can barely get anything done. Its been nearly 2 days since I gave up cigs again and hoping its sticking. Things are also moving at a crawl with the imagi, must keep at it I guess.

I've been 18 months without alcohol. I recently got some teeth removed and the urge to have a drink, if not for a couple days, crossed my mind but I knew that I couldn't fall into that trap again. I recall having a dream experience where I had a few drinks but vomited. Maybe the alchemy or stone was at work because it allowed me to squash that urge while not doing it in the physical waking period.

well, we all fall under the influence of the various traps of this world. Did the stone help? Undoubtedly. But, don't diminish your own part in this, your agency. You've grown, you've expanded. It's important to acknowledge that as well. While the delights of certain pleasures will always present themselves as lures, they are small in the larger calculation and embrace of your expanded and broadened self.

Good for you, bro.

Terry Jackson said:

I've been 18 months without alcohol. I recently got some teeth removed and the urge to have a drink, if not for a couple days, crossed my mind but I knew that I couldn't fall into that trap again. I recall having a dream experience where I had a few drinks but vomited. Maybe the alchemy or stone was at work because it allowed me to squash that urge while not doing it in the physical waking period.

A series of unforeseen circumstances led me to take Dolores Cannon's  past life regression training  Part of the training required facilitating over 20 -25 past lives  sessions with people .  I am still facilitating sessions but I want to share with you  a few highlights of various sessions I facilitated during the next few days/weeks that I found to be jaw dropping.

A young African American in her early 30's participated because she wanted to heal past family issues and seek clarity current issues she has been dealing with.  She gathered that traveling to the past would offer her such clarity.

Her story opens up with a scene of a  black boy, age 10, dressed  in tattered clothing. He is watching people dancing  obliviously inside  a mansion as he stood in a plantation not too far away from the shack that houses him, his mother and two siblings 

She places the scene right after the end of the civil war. Not much seemed to have changed for the blacks so I as the facilitator think it's still just a couple years after the end of slavery.  The family work under a foreman who goes from one plantation to the next and rent their labor.

The fear of family separation lurks in the background  given that the boy's father was sold to another plantation few years before the start of the Civil War.  To keep the family together, the mother compromises her body by providing sexual favors to the plantation owner who then uses his power to prevent the foreman from taking the family to another plantation.  The little boy witnessed the power dynamic being played in this relation and has a difficult time hiding his disdain towards the plantation owner.  Eventually, he learned to suppress his feelings from his mother for the sake of the family's cohesion.

This movie fast forwards to several decades later.  The little boy grew p to become an eloquent  preacher.  (No suppression of the voice anymore.). He marries his best friend's sister.  His wife is the love of his life and their happiest time together is going to nightclubs to hear and seee John Coltrane perform .

The young African American narrating the story of a young slave boy is engaged to a white man  in this current lifetime.  She's in a power play with her fiancee's parents.  And when her higher self (meta self) was contacted,  Meta Self revealed the tense relationship between her and her future in laws needed to be healed.  The solution was for her to be patient with her n laws and to treat them as she would want to be treated.  

The little boy in the plantation scene shared that he was born later after the end of the Civil War.  And as a young man he described a scene in a night club  enjoying  John Coltrane's performance.  During the session, I thought she was making up things.   I thought the end of the Civil War was much earlier and John Coltrane was popular in the 1960's.

The time lime line fits beautifully .  The Civil War ended in 1865 and the little boy mentioned he was born after the war.  He described his death having taken place in the 1960's John Coltrane was very popular in the 1940's  So we can assume the little boy was born in the late 1910's or early 1920's.  

The gift in that session is the evidence that this reality is indeed a story in which we incessantly play various roles, come across many characters and experience variations of the same storylines. Awareness of those patterns lead to our liberation. 

Also, there are moments when we are just in awe of the director who is skillfully and artfully weaving these tales and setting  up a scenes that touch our heart in unimaginable ways.

The African American girl is no jazz enthusiast nor know anything about jazz.  She called me a couple months later to share that her fiancee who knew nothing about her session spontaneously took her to a jazz club. 

She had a palpable experience of having lived a similar scene .  The music of John Coltrane was being played. She felt an unexplainable delight  bubbling  in her.  The memory of having lived a similar came rushing through in the forefront of her mind.  It happened and a previous life with the love of her life.  Now in this life, and in that moment, the same story was happening again.  She could let go of the social conditioning and drama of a black gal marrying a white guy.  She could begin to see that she was sharing this moment with the love of her life and looked forward to sharing many more similar moments regardless of imposed social limitations and stories.

That's so fascinating! It would not surprise me if he was born around the turn of the century in the south. Things did not really change a whole lot with the Jim Crow laws and dynamics among slaves and the families they served.  Things changed but REALLY slowly. The books reflected that slavery was officially over in 1862 but unofficially it was business as usual as of course law enforcement was often part of that systematic oppression institution and in my view STILL is part of that slave system.  I am sure that's why there was a massive exodus north for people of color. It would have been safer and they would have had a little more protection.  Anyway, it's really cool that you are doing this and I think you are going to be exceptional at it! I found a link to an NPR discussion around this very topic. 

https://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=89051115

Thank you Mary for sharing this podcast.   This truly supports the client's narrative of being a slave after the end of the Civil War.  So many of us, including  me bought the story line delineated in the history textbooks and the movies  that slavery ended after the end of the Civil War.  According to this podcast  slavery was in effect in the South  more than 80 years later after the emancipation.    

Shifting gears....

I am blown away by  our immensity and the depth of our experiences.    

Mary Betts said:

That's so fascinating! It would not surprise me if he was born around the turn of the century in the south. Things did not really change a whole lot with the Jim Crow laws and dynamics among slaves and the families they served.  Things changed but REALLY slowly. The books reflected that slavery was officially over in 1862 but unofficially it was business as usual as of course law enforcement was often part of that systematic oppression institution and in my view STILL is part of that slave system.  I am sure that's why there was a massive exodus north for people of color. It would have been safer and they would have had a little more protection.  Anyway, it's really cool that you are doing this and I think you are going to be exceptional at it! I found a link to an NPR discussion around this very topic. 

https://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=89051115

so i had this dream.

i was in another realm. a rocky desert, it had the solemnity of something distant, remote. Distant Future. I was upset with myself as i lived my life like a montage. seconds and years were blurs that passed by inconsequentially as from one blended moment into the next. The outer world was an after-thought.

My world was internal.

I struggled with a burgeoning realization that i was something viral, evil. Like a vampire. Something scorned and reviled and not without good reason.

But internal conflict gave way to resignation. I could not make this aspect of myelf disappear or cease to be. Eventually, I came into acceptance of it. I was a kind of disease that could absorb the essence of another. Like a changeling virus. Then came that I no longer resisted it and became its indivisibility. I felt more free, seeing myself as a noun and a verb. This is what i was, and so, this is what it, i do.

There was some nondescript calamity. Even then in my dream i did not waste time to inspect it, i knew the ingredient of its idea was good enough. I was alone searching for others, survivors. And one by one, as i met them, i absorbed them. I made them a version of me. The still looked like themselves, but they were me. And overtime, though there were few left in humanity, we formed a community. And I, We, spread.

In this dream, I come across dear friends.  

And I absorb them.

Overtime our community grows quite large and I tell them that it is time again for me to be on my way. To wander and explore. As I walk the open deserts alone I begin to wonder, if I am the first one? Were there others like me, out there, awakening to the same horrible truth, working through the delusion of its disclosure into gleeful acceptance of themselves as the verb and noun? A virus. Gathering, building, and absorbing?

Rumors spread in my absence of a threat. There was a dark force. An evil form of the same one thing I had become. It was a moment to ponder that i had lost- it had been a while that i had an idea of the sinister. That there was a bad. Being was right alone, goodness was invisible from anything else. I simply was. But, it made too much sense. There would be a dark to it, to us, to this? wouldn;t thhere be?

He looked at his hands, as though they were cooking mittens.  "whatever we are, and whatever this is."

I knew that a confrontation was coming. The dark and I would meet and in that moment I would know more about myself more than at any other time in my existence. And i might cease to be.

They darkness grew. Conquering and absorbing until at last, I alone was left. We fought. We battled, but then I looked at what was happening. I seemed to know what it was going to do before it did it. Seemed to know it, like myself. it was almost like dancing with a mirror. So, I realized that the only way to conquer it. was to surrender.

So, I stopped fighting and chose to be absorbed by it. I completely let go and allowed myself to dissipate. It had a sense of gloating thinking it had won. But then, after meeting the moment of my most gaseous and dispersed state, I began to feel a recombining, a gathering. I had a sense of myself forming, emerging. And I passed through the being that had swallowed me and stepped forward from it. The dark adversary looked at me suprised and confused. "How, how was this possible."

"Because," I told him, "I was the first, I am the zero." I had realized that I was only recombining with myself, therefore i would not be lost. We were one. And so, what was a kind of test of faith, became only a remembrance of my true self. And now were a new being.

The pattern began with a new round of absorbing. Working together we quickly established a new colony. But now, instead of two groups. A light and a dark, there were three. And what made the third was a being that was "all and nothing both. and neither."

It was a pretty cool dream, but that's not really why i wanted to share. you see, i had another version of the same dream recently. I was in some kind of morphic bond with a young woman. I would merge becoming absorbed by her, only to re-emerge later. Then she would do the same. become absorbed by me, would step apart from me. Doing as she did. Our constant mitosis seemed like a pulsing as we were always pulled back into one another like waters spinning combing in a drain.

but then i became aware of what i was doing, and what was happening.

i was a bit horrified that i was giving up that much of myself. but we were in a locked pattern and regardless of my awareness of what was happening it continued.

she told me she wanted me to merge with her forever. let her take control and be lost forever, indistinct  from her. It was the same thing i was doing each i fell into her and she into me except i would choose to let go and remain. my experience after that would be only just to be that living choice. and there would be no stepping away, no return.

I was genuinely horrified by the idea. But she reassurred me that i would never really be lost, that it was no big deal, natural and that some part of me would remain. We would be one and the same. I resisted.

I was very aware at this point in the dream. That i was wrestling with a deep truth that was presenting itself to me as the unfolding dream. I honored the horror and listened to it. the complaint.

Thinking about the dream afterwards, i sought out the parts of me that were resisting that were afraid. Because obviously, that's what the dream was telling me. I was resisting myself. And that is just ridiculous.

What isn't me? What am i fighting forand against?

In the dream, it does end with me merging, becoming absorbed despite my objections and fears. I always knew i was going to. I was just living, the horror and the complaint. I know that's what i do. But the experience of the dream really surprised me.

These two dreams were the same one dream. At different times with two very different perspectives. What had changed, I wondered. How fascinating that these were both my experiences of the same wondering brain.

Acceptance, surrender, allowing the feeling of oneness, of a lack of indivisibility, that's what they were about. and a healthy sense of humor in the futility of resistance. you'd only ever be fighting  with yourself anyway.

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