Paradise Peak

(Tuesday, October 17, 2017) waning crescent Libra / tarot Maiden of Pentacles

This dream is the opposite of Paradise Valley. My father drives our family up a mountainside to a resort on the peak. We all lie down in our rented room to rest from our long journey. Everyone but me falls asleep. I am wide awake. I am waiting for a package to arrive, so I go to the hotel parcel delivery room. Through spacious lobby windows I notice amazing homes and castles built on the very tips of surrounding mountain tops. I am mesmerized. I cannot begin to fathom such a miraculous construction process. Like the eternal mystery of Machu Picchu.

Paradise Valley

(Monday, October 16, 2017)

A long, beautiful, highly visual dream. Does the clarity and elegance of dream imagery have a relationship to lucidity?

The dream begins in Paradise Valley, Arizona, with my team mates Alysia and Brandon. We are working in an expansive, single-story resort whose rooms are full of light. Soon the dream transitions to the 2018 IASD conference.

A very distinguished writer, perhaps Robert Moss or Andrew Harvey (translator of The Tibetan Book Of The Dead) or Andrew Holocek, is seated on a brown leather couch in the lobby, interviewing potential conference attendees. As I wait to speak to him, I notice the lobby door: a large, heavy, hand-carved oak barrier, designed to protect visitors from dangerous brown bears. The bears sometimes still find a way in, through the massive door. That’s how powerful they are.

People are carefully constructing thoughtful, complex questions for Andrew/Robert. Entrance exams. I casually ask an off-the-cuff question. “You got it!” Andrew/Robert exclaims and I am admitted to the conference. I am surprised. So easy. I don’t even remember what I ask. He treats it like a rhetorical question.

Since I am “in,” I relax and my eyes begin to pleasantly roam the interesting environment. An aquarium full of exotic, ancient, living fish is perched on a side table behind a second brown leather couch across from Andrew/Robert. Little decorative banners inscribed with poems float in the water. One large, brown fish meets my gaze.

Across from the aquarium, slightly to the right of Andrew/Robert, is a small circular field of golden prairie grass. A dark-haired woman lies in the center of the soft straw, deeply asleep. The field is an aid to lucid dreaming. Sweet grass?

All of the resort rooms have crystal, translucent walls the color of arctic ice: clear with pale, cerulean blue reflections. Gold-embossed banners like those in the aquarium are mounted here and there on the crystal surfaces. They concisely communicate startling, profound, lyrically-constructed information about multi-dimensional physics. Such a joy to find and read them. Hunt them down! We and the fish live happily in our glass houses.

Day notes:

I was startled this morning when Betsey from Phoenix walked past my desk. Tomorrow Bill from Phoenix also arrives for a meeting with Target.

Bodhisattva Combats The Dark Force (Friday The Thirteenth Dream)

(Saturday, October 14, 2017) waning crescent Leo / tarot Lovers reversed

I am at a hotel or conference center. It is dusk. My partner transitions from the spirit realm to the physical world. He stands beside me, tall and fit: a highly evolved Spiritual Master, bodhisattva, come to save the humans “checked in” to our hotel rooms.

He tells me about a powerful Dark Force that is scheduled to arrive in the middle of the night. Unless people follow the Master’s instructions, they will be fully possessed by the Dark Force. They will lose their souls. Humanity as a species could be lost.

He shows me what I need to do to protect myself, to make myself immune to the power of evil. Passwords (mantras?) are involved, like firewalls that create barriers to computer hackers.

I pack all of my electronic gear and suitcases and put them in the hatch of my Focus. I want us to leave together. I want to “check out.” I don’t want to experience the terror that is coming.

He assures me of my personal safety. It is our mission to be here, at this critical moment in time.

We begin to travel from room to room, warning people of the coming danger. We replace the dim hall lights in the hotel so that the Dark Force will not be able to hide. Most of the hotel guests dismiss our urgent, cautionary tale.

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