Energetic Slides...

Getting So Subtle... There was something about slides.... very energetic, and energetic slide from one place to another.... The locations corresponded to times and places from consensual reality....  Jaina was trying to explain how you use the same energy as we use for sex, to meditate deeper in a way that allows us to move along these invisible energy lines.... Somehow I fell.

I was at a swimming hole... some guy was trying to explain to me how to jump from a concrete ledge, over a bunch of really hard concrete things to the next... There was a stairway that went all the way to under the swimming hole... in the middle of the water, with a hall way protected from the water.... I thought they must need a huge underground concrete place because they are Jewish.  The Guys mom was there, trying to encourage me to jump.  It looked dangerous but everyone assured me it isn't.

Then I was at someone's wedding.  The Eatons had made the food.... turkey.  I went looking for dark meat but couldn't find it.  Sitting at the banquet, Tim Rehbourg started saying really wise things, when put on the spot for a toast... Then he started trying to sell level2 CPY trainings... I got irritated.

Earlier, I was in some woman's house.... Like Ruth Lorden, she was psychic, I was trying to make tea.  I had my kids.  I didn't entirely trust the woman, but wished I could.  Something about me and the twins  had to go on some kind of journey.

There was some story about a young guy who liked a girl and they wanted to date, but her father wouldn't permit it... Here is the trick though.... The young boy had a long tail which his ancestors were attached too.  It was me, I was in the park and meeting the girls father for the first time.... When he saw me from the front he thought (what a nice looking young man), but then I had the long purple tail, 100 feet long with full size humans attached at the waste to it.  They were talking constantly.

Jaina and I were climbing into a hummer together talking about a business plan.

Jaina and I had a date lined up.  WE lived in a house where we each had our own apartment.  I also had a tiny little room I used for are, music, and creative things.  I was afraid of something outside so at night when I would go in I'd lock the door.

There were magical, or multi dimensional bandits who had stolen something from my mother or grandmother.   Me and My 2 brothers were going through an attic, commenting on how we wanted to catch the villain who had been steeling from our matriarch.

I was at whole foods... with Lisa and Jaina.  The Cashiers were all talking behind Lisa's back calling her a slut.  I persisted in being her friend.   When I tried to tell Jaina about the interaction she said not to repeat it because it is gossip.

Dodgeballa And Chocolate Cake

I was in a huge empty banquet hall with my moom.  There were high class gourmet barbeque cooking on tables.  It was her favorite resteraunt.  They served me a head of lettuce, and I ate it leaf by leaf with my hands, Mom and the waitress told me to use a fork....  Later on, I realized that Jaina and I had made a chocolate cake and put it in the cupboard... I was eating delicious chocolate cake... I shared a little kitchen space with Aaron Anderson.  Back in the banquet things erupted into a doge ball game with Aima and Asata and Michael Monsoor... I was cleaning up.  Every time Michael tried to hit me with the doge ball, I caught it.

At some point was driving back to south high.... Driving the Van, kids were piling up in the street blocking me.  Jaina had to go somewhere so I stopped the car so she could get out.  She had her bags and would be flying on an airplane, so I told her to be safe.  I then went up and set up a table outside the school, selling something.  There were people with tables on either side of me.  Ended up meeting a lunch lady who was part of a cult.... They spelled out the gurus name in gold letters, and then the local guru interpreted the meaning, based on if the letters chosen had certain numbers in the corner.  They encouraged me to take a stab at spelling out the gurus name.  I was aware they might be full of it, but tried to remain open.

Drama at the Retreat Center

We were at a retreat center in Mexico.  The first night I got there I was lead with a group into a shallow pond by the facilitator.  He was moved around in the water, but there was a slippery path of sorts made up of rocks sticking out of the date, and the trick was that we would stick to the path until we realized there was no way to be there, but to get wet.  The facilitator was a small thin white haired man, much like the Italian who came to my Yoga class last night.

At one point some guys wrestling slammed into Misha and he hit his head on the floor.  I was very angry at them and was going to tell their group leader until I realized that they were in my group.  The I gave one of the guys a Chappa, as as he walked out the for, not to hurt him so much as express my anger.

Went with Jaina and the kids to a dinner type event with Corepower.  Mattie Weis showed up and stuck a paper at my neck, slicing me, giving a paper cut.  I was very angry at her and searching fo ways to punish her, told her she couldn't come to my Yoga class anymore.  Jaina and I got into a conversation with Labron James... He was rapping, and I sensed trying to impress Jaina... I asked him if the beat was by Ninth Wonder and he said that yes it was.

Then I got into a conversation with some rapper who was young.   In the background there was an initiation ceremony taking place mostly with African American Males, but some white guys who loved Hip Hop.  During my conversation I noticed that Jaina had left.  I had started to talk about the 5% nation, and the conversation ended on an awkward note.  I left the meeting room.  In the lobby there were serving a dessert of blueberries and Yogurt.  I asked them f it was vegan.  They said no.  They sad they could make me one that was 10% vegan.  I made a fuss about how I couldn't eat it, but then grabbed a handful of the non-vegan food secretly on my way out the door (hmmmm).

Walked across the grounds.  There were police with drug dogs walking around.  The dogs kept sniffing me, and then biting an ore that I was carrying.  Finally I chased them off.  I realized we were in Mexico and had driven there in Ascensia's VW Bus that she owned.  I walked to where Jaina was, but ended up at the bottom of a hill along the water, pilled with stone yard sculptures potted plants, buddha sculptures and other outdoor decorations.  I climbed up through the things, having to move stuff around to get through finally coming out on the lawn outside where Jaina and the girls and I were staying.

She was surprised to see me coming out of the weeds and not on the path.  She told me that Jared brewing ton had said I grabbed his weenie.  I got really mad and said that was BS.  That he used to do that in Jr. High, hit you and when you went after him say stop trying to grab my weenie, really loud.
I felt insecure, like I did in Elementary school, Jr. High.

I started confessing something to Jaina and apologizing (something little) and she told me you don't have to say this, because I had an affair.... I said when, she said over a year ago. I was in shock... surprised.  I puzzled should I try to have an affair to get here back, but now on the bramacharya path that was not attractive.  I realized that who I would be hurting was me.  Should I restructure the relationship?  No clear answers came, but I was filled with a feeling of insecurity and inadequacy.

insights...

I remember now that many of the feelings of insecurity that I felt in this dream were my reality in the years of elementary school, high school and after.  All of the the confusion, and loneliness, and fear of being young.  I have a strong sense, that many of my karmas were expressed just at that young age, and now remain dormant until I am young again.  I pray that my yoga efforts help to purify this suffering and in someway move me beyond this.

I understand 2 paradigms... One is try to rise up in power in the world.... This is temporary.  Each life time we are thrown into the mix again, and destined for more suffering.  The other paradigm is to get off the train.  To cease to place importance on the dramas of human life and instead focus on yoga.  To cease to spend energy trying to reproduce, and instead move towards liberation.  In this way the "body" that my awareness rides would cease to exist.  What would become of my awareness?  Would it just take a new body?  Would I be trapped in limbo?  I realize I have fear and insecurity around this issue of being human.

I understand now that music begins as the expression of the human mating dance.  People of African Origin have a beautiful gift for making such music.... so beautiful that not just women, but men are attracted to the art they create.

My power manifests later in life.  As a young person I did not have charisma to interact with my fellow young people... as an adult I have set up a paradigm where I have something that others want.... i.e. Yoga, and so they have to respect me for my accumulated efforts.  I sense that this has been a pattern before for me.  That I begin life, the insecurities and struggles of being young with out much confidence, but then have a "longevity" or am able to manifest personal power more abundantly as life continues.

The practice would be to purify the seeds of immense suffering that afflict me when I am young.

Don't Be irreverent to Multi Dimensional Beings.

Started at a Party in some friend from high school's basement.  Helen was there, JP, Connor, Will Alex Eaton, Andrea.  Everyone was lounging around, until we got hungry... then went upstairs... The parents who owned the house were in a big project in the kitchen so we went and made food downstairs.... The parched corn (hominy) I had soaked had split and become huge rice cracker shaped paddies... Whoa.  Eventually we let, walking down the street.  Blackberries hung from the trees.... I was walking with these kids and they stopped to go into some restaurant like... Seward cafe, but I kept walking and then there was a tree with blackberries hanging across the street.

Walked my friends to some kind of theatre party.  I couldn't go in because I wasn't part of the theatre but a party had leaked out of the front door, and people were hanging in the front.  There was an obese girl lying on a bed in front of the house.  She rudely asked me to step aside as I was "blocking her view".  We started talking.  She had assumed that I didn't want to talk to her, but I had thought she was sleeping, so hadn't tried.  She explained that she was a protitute, and was well on her way to having over a million dollars.... She expected to live comfortably the rest of her life and had a financial plan to stop "working" in 2 years.....

Finally I went into the party... it was kind of secret club house of these kids.  Omaur was there.  A pretty girl of ambiguous race was the center of attention.  They wanted to make a video of her where she looked like a native, so they pained charcoal lines downward across the corners of her mouth... Omaur was trying to get her to do something... She sat on the floor and began talking in the strangest language... It was like the sounds she was making were frequencies... They were so beautiful, like cooing... complex but flowing, the tone was indescribable.... other worldly....  I reached for my digital recorder in my pocket... It was cracked in the middle, but on... It had been recording.   I listened to the recording.... It had not captured the cooing, and now she had stopped.

Then a Tatwa filled my awareness... It was a mandala, brown, four sided and in the center it said go inwards...

A story unfolded about this group of young adults who had access to a portal to other dimensions.  They had a social circle of about 20 people and would throw parties and then some of them would go through the portal... usually to have some kind of sexual adventure.  Ephraim was the bar tender.... They were silly about it and would dress up in cowboy hats... They had used the portal many times and always returned safely.  They had become ireverent.  The world in through the portal was somehow related to this reality but different.  I went with them this time.  We appeared down on strain yard.  There was an older species, with far greater consciousness than humans who used train tracks, had strange looking trains with disco style shapes and colors.   One of my group knocked one of the trains off the track.  (They were relatively small.)  The trains then morphed into armored warriors like rainbow stormtroopers and looked over at us assessing the situation.  One of my group (in fact a student from yoga who drinks quite a bit) Gave the soldiers the finger as we walked away from the scene.  Instantly they started to chase us.  We ran.... up some steep stairs out of the valley.  Our multi dimensional pursuers closing the gap.  Reached the top, jumped across a chasm to a market where humans in old style clothes were going about their business.

Everyone wore an ID tag.  I realized I would be caught without one... Just then, my friends walked up with an ID tag, irreverent as ever.  They gave me the tag.  I read the name on it, it was not a name I have ever hear... Like Drove Erhd or someting.....  My friends laughed about how we had escaped the storm troopers...

Then scene change... I was in a field with one of the friends outside of two immense abandoned houses.... He was screaming in tarrified horror un controllably.  Coming out of the house were huge ugly, swarthy men in wife beaters, with balled heads, tattoos, One was an 8 foot tall 275 pound police oficer.  They kept coming out of the house, limitlessly, one after another.  They had torn to shreads the kid from core power, and wouldn't rest till we were all dead.  They punched their fists, and snarled, as they opured out of the house, more and more.  I started to realize that this entity that took the form of the train was not limited to a particular shape like humans are....  We ran... through some woods, a dreary winter looking landscape minus snow.  Everything dead.

Then WE had come to a huge cliff... Somehow we tricked them to run after us and over the cliff, everylast one fell hundreds of feet, smashing to their death on the rocks below (Like Lemmings).  The camera pulled back and the scene was something off of the coast of hawaii.  Beautiful rocks, crashing ocean.  One rock lying down by the water looked like Bob Marley.  Words flashed across the scene "Who so ever diggeth the pit, shall fall in it".  I instinctively chimed in... If you want a big tree.... you need a small axe.  We were in a dark movie and this was a movie me and my friends had been watching... We all laughed.

Bob Marley's Secret Library.

Was in some mountainess area..... Jaina wanted to take the back door into One Yoga.... It was in the back of our house.... We used to be able to go through a closet and end up in One Yoga, but now they put and old door covered in chipping lead paint.  I finally got to One, had to close up.  I was eating something with a peel like chestnuts or oranges.  Left on my bike, and niked through a winding line of energy which took to a place of African elders throwing a party.  Ended up being at Bob marly's Palace which was made out of White marble.  There was a wicked archeologist, who I guess I was down with by association.  At one point he and bob marleys two kids and I were stading on some stairs when he said "I've found it, Bob marley's secret library"/  Ie pulled a lever inside a fuse box, and metal gates closed access to the stairs.  A room spun a round and we had access to the secret library of bob marley.  Even though the elders who protected this place tried to get in, Bob had designed it so it was impossible to reach us.  I had a sense that I would be incriminated even though I hadn't known what was happening.  Upstairs, locked into the library me and Bob Marley's kids, a boy and a girl about 8 and 11 hung out and waited.  Is sensed that Stoma was watching the entire time.