Author: Denise

(Saturday, March 8, 2014)  Lots of dreaming this week! There was an interesting fragment in a much longer dream:

I enter a room and recognize one of the guides I have had in my dreams since at least my mid-twenties. She is always very serious and somewhat stern. She is conducting an examination of Lola’s hip joint. Lola’s leg has been removed from her hindquarters and lays on the ground like a piece of chicken. That is how it appears, but in reality a machine is being used to scan her body and so she is not really dismembered. The machine provides such visual detail that one can see inside as if the body has been dissected.

My guide points out an area where new bone tissue has started to grow. The new tissue is bright white and very delicate. The promise is that the growth will increase and strengthen.

When I awake I realize for the first time that this guide is my higher self. We have the same slight build and in this dream her face looks similar to mine. She feels much wiser and more powerful than I ever do in waking life. In everyday life, I feel more like Lola. So Lola is me, too. Cats are one of my power animals.

I am due for a bone density test on March 21. The dream leaves me hopeful that the thinning in my left hip socket may have stopped and perhaps reversed. We’ll see.

(Saturday, March 8, 2014) I remember Peter talking about one of the sessions from the 2013 dream conference. Evidence was presented that short dreams differ from long dreams (those with a narrative structure). Short dreams are usually not metaphorical but are often precognitive or telepathic.

I thought of this last weekend. I went to a breath work session that was supposed to have been held at the Aslan Institute but was rescheduled at a church on Snelling in St. Paul instead. We all laid on yoga mats on the floor, covered in blankets and propped up on pillows.

The feeling of lying in bed brought up my white lion dream. When I awoke from that very simple dream, I immediately understood the core message was “The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe.” Even though I had never read any of the Narnia books by C.S. Lewis, I knew I was the witch. But I did not understand why I was sharing a bed with the lion, Aslan, until last weekend at the breath workshop.

Dolphins are associated with breath but lions roar. One of the exercises we do in T’ai-Chi is draw breath from our bellies and then roar like lions.

(Friday, February 21, 2014)  I dream I am in a room with my coworkers. Cyndi and Rick are there, others. The room doesn’t feel like an office but more like a living space, with an ambiance somewhere between a hotel and an apartment building. Not unlike my real office, which is personal and comfortable.

Suddenly I realize I am supposed to be having lunch with my friend Amy. I look at the clock and am very anxious because I am due at the restaurant already. Amy is a kind and punctual person. It upsets me to be disrespectful of our time together.

I try to call her on my iPhone. I can’t get the keypad to show up on the screen. I fumble through all the different apps on the phone with no luck. I have no way to contact her. My level of stress and frustration keeps rising. I feel terrible. I can’t believe I would let this happen. I ask Cyndi and Rick to help me with the device but they can’t get it to work either.

Day notes:

I am having lunch with Amy tomorrow.

I worked from home today. The company servers had reached capacity and I kept getting bumped off of email, Skype and the graphics drives. Mid-morning we were sent an email from IT asking people to delete as much data as they could from the corporate drive.