A journey through dreamscape aids us in accessing parts of our subconscious mind to work with what lies there. In these formative times, many have reached out for assistance as they begin to feel the stirrings of unlimited potential smothered and buried in a quagmire of experiences, memories, conditioning and belief systems.
In my dreams, navigation oftens appears in the symbol of a book or library whose pages lie infused with the guidance of the soul. At times engraved in code-like stars upon a night sky longing for your deciphering touch or inked on papery sheaths of past, present and future bound in seamless embrace.
In dreaming for another, I walk the dreamscape together with you and journey to return with a deeper understanding of why things are unfolding in your waking reality as they are.
With permission I share with you one such dream for a client who reached out as she struggled with health concerns and chronic fatigue. She has benefitted greatly from the nights workings together with regular counsel sessions and now lives her waking day with a renewed sense of activation, purpose and empowerment.
The Dream…
A liliputian, speckled deer stands gently at my side grazing delicately. Her minute size beckons my focus earthward to my feet. I thank her for this gift of bodily focus as it is by concentrating on my feet for a few minutes, moving my toes at will, that I am able to affirm that I am in active, lucid dreamstate. I call out the intention which is to assist another. I see the client appear, seated in the distance, a witness to her own remembering.
A vortex of energy appears and announces itself to be “The Record Keeper” stating that the core of my client’s discomfort lies in her inability to release an expired, weathered relationship contract. Upon closer inspection, I see the Record Keeper to be a scintillating galaxy of billions of stars forming and shaping the outline of a figure with a great book before him.
I move forward to look at the book and state that my intention is to support this sister in clearing an existing contract between herself and another. He finds the page upon which this original contract lays. The book is written in Braille with each character a raised star. He slides his hand delicately over an existing sentence in the contract. With his touch, the lettered stars lift and scatter back into the void of the Universe, returning home to the night sky.
As he convenes with her essence and requests a new contract in support of her spiritual evolution, he plucks new stars from another part of the universe and embeds them one by one on the invisible page. This continues until all existing sentences are cleared and stars returned to the sky with new ones embedded in its place.
With a coating of his breath of life, the contract is sealed.
A thunderous beat sounds in the distance and I begin to dance. The beat carries me into a foot-stomping, hip-swinging, arm-flaying tribal dance. I swirl and bend and shake and leap. The client moves from her position of witness and joins me.
We weave in, out and around each other ecstatically. Dancing and pulsing in the sky as one but never physically touching. As our cups overflow with the deliciousness of the dance, 2 beings appear. They feel feminine but like The Record Keeper, they are not physical in shape but energetic outlines in the shape of a glowing globe. They arrive with a bowl of tiny, twinkling stars…starlings. They lift her hair from the nape of her neck and slowly and delicately start to embed a symbol, star by delicate star, into the back of her head at the base of her skull.
Once again it is sealed with the breath of life.
I look to my barefeet once again and wiggle them with my will as a growing sense of departure beckons.
The globe-like being whispers into the ear of the client…
“The contract is released. Now is the time. Time to move from a self-imposed prison of survival to a known space of worth.”
And with this, I wake. The teaching as relevant for myself as it is for her. And so together, we remember Wholeness.
I am indeed, another you.
