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(Friday, March 15, 2013) Fragment: I dream I am receiving a “direct transmission” from my T’ai Chi instructor, Sifu Rob. All I see in the dream are his eyes with a kind of spotlight glow around them, à la Bela Lugosi in “Dracula.” But without the spookiness.

Direct transmission = shaktipat

Day notes:

T’ai Chi in ancient China was taught one-on-one, master (sifu) to student, without words. Entrainment.

This is my second dream about T’ai Chi. “Light-body Cannonball Training” was my first. I have been noticing that there is a new strength and energy running along my spine (called “plumb-line” in T’ai Chi) and I can feel all the bones and tendons in my body loosening. They make a crackling sound.

The Tao (yin/yang) symbol looks like eyes. Moon eye and solar eye.

From the web:

Eyes can represent clairvoyance, omniscience, and/or a gateway into the soul. Other qualities that eyes are commonly associated with are: intelligence, light, vigilance, moral conscience, and truth. Looking someone in the eye is a western custom of honesty.

The word “eye” has many meanings, from an organ that detects light to the symbolic eye with its many metaphors that link to conscious awareness. Reality is a consciousness hologram virtually experienced through the eye of time. The physical eye has a pupil symbolizing we are pupils/students in a university or universe. Center of the Milky Way, black hole, hurricane, vortex.

(Saturday, March 9, 2013)

I dream that I remember taking a highway straight north, through the thick pine forests of Minnesota. I notice a small log cabin in the middle of those woods, on the west side of the road.

Later I come into some money and decide to purchase the house. Fred (from Morrie’s Minnetonka Ford) is my realtor. I travel north to inspect the cabin, but when I hike into the woods I discover that the trees have all been felled to create a neighborhood of log homes. Several cabins line the top of a steep southern ridge. A river runs east-west along the ridge and more log homes have been built on its northern shore.

I enter one of the homes near the river. The woman who owns it is a friend of mine. She welcomes me, but she is hidden in the shadows, near the door, and I can’t see her face. I stay for what seems a short visit, but when I am ready to leave, a young man on the sofa starts to laugh at me. Apparently I have stayed an entire year. My friend hushes the young man and communicates to him, telepathically, that my husband has passed and I needed this time to heal.

Day notes:

It’s interesting that the homes are made from cyndrical logs, not flat, sawn lumber

(Saturday, March 9, 2013)

Fragment: I am using my 2D design software to create an image of a male lion’s face. Every part of the image has an “x” and “y” coordinate. When I have completed the image, I will be able to bring it into this reality, into three physical dimensions plus the fourth dimension of time.

Day notes:

This is a continuation of my white lion dream from January 23. At the end of that dream I was able to contain the lion within a table/chart I created with my design software.

I was thinking about the lion dream yesterday when I was working. Using my design software I was able to place text and images in the exact coordinates I wanted just by eyeballing it. I’ve been able to do that for years with effortless precision.

Are dreams our 2D software?