I was at a hotel with my two sons, it was a clean hotel, it appeared to be built in the late-1970s or early 1980s. We boarded a tour bus, and it drove us around a city to a mall. I don't recall what the name of the city was - the roads were mostly just roads, there was little to see. Those on the tour were respectful and seemed to hold me in high regard.
When we arrived at our destination, we went into a mall. I was aware that this was a dream, and to test it, I decided to go into the ladies changeroom of a clothing store we were in. The women changing thought this was pretty funny - they were trying on lingerie. In "real life" I would have been embarrassed, but I wasn't phased in the dream. Everyone appreciated the prank. I recall that the mall shops were decorated as an old rustic town, like they were buildings from the early 1900s. The shops felt "cozy" in an "antique" kind of way, but I thought this was odd because it was a mall. This might have also been "carryover" from a theme park I visited in real life with my sons this weekend, which was decorated in a similar manner.
When we were done shopping at the mall, we boarded the bus and headed back to the hotel. There was a large lobby with people milling around, it felt like a conference. I realized that my sons were no longer with me, and I started to panic. I walked towards the door heading outside, and I noticed three people passing through the door just in front of me. Two of them looked almost identical, and were wearing silver jumpsuits, had white hair and yellow eyes. Their skin was white but with an iridescent sheen to it, similar to the skin of some mushrooms - it was really beautiful. They were slightly shorter than the average person, but otherwise appeared human... except that their foreheads / the top part of their head was larger, and their eyes were closer together, and slanted backwards a bit more. Their noses were smaller but human-looking. I think both were male. The man with them was a Caucasian human, with black hair - he was in his 50's and had a black goatee. He was somewhat slender, around 6 feet tall. He was also wearing a green poncho, and black jeans - I thought he looked vaguely like Robin Hood.
I asked him, where are you folks from? He whispered to me "Earth". I found my throat tightening as it does when I'm really nervous, and I found it hard to talk. But I didn't believe him and I managed to say "Arcturus". He didn't respond. When I looked back at him, he had changed his appearance - he was a woman in combat gear, with a camouflage / green combat fatigues, a helmet, and camo face paint. That was the end of the dream. As I woke up, I was still somewhat panicking that my sons weren't with me, that I needed to look for them, but also realized that they were home with me, and one was sleeping in the bed next to me. I woke with a sore throat and a headache.
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Monday, August 19, 2013
Saturday, August 10, 2013
God: Please Forgive Me
God - please forgive me.
Me - forgive... You?
God - yes.
Me - you are God....
God - I have done all the good things and all the bad things - I have done it all... I am everything... It is terrible
Me - I forgive you...
God - thank you!
God - I am part of you, can you forgive yourself?
Me - yes... In a way I guess I already did...
God - yes that's a good point!
God - in a way you are what I can only aspire to be. You have contol over the good and the bad... You humans overwhelmingly choose good, even when it is simply a selfless act. Just because you can. Quite remarkable.
God- thank you.
(End)
Tuesday, August 6, 2013
Autism: Our Freedom Fighters
Regarding children with Autism... the "spiritual" interpretation of autism is
that they are "indigo". This refers to a "violet" tinge that you might see on photos. On the surface, children with autism are seen to
be "difficult." Uneducated people say these children are "spoiled" or
"belong in an institution". They say that the "indigo" label was created
by new-age parents to somehow glorify a mental illness.
Autism
manifests in random ways - it is different for every child. For this
reason it is difficult to diagnose, and is often mis-diagnosed as
another "mental illness," or is not diagnosed because parents "take it
personally" when someone suggests that their child is anything but
"normal." In a few famous cases, the children are "disowned" by their
parents and institutionalized in a mental hospital. "That is not my
child."
Some children go into a catatonic state, they "freeze up" or they have MAJOR tantrums. Sometimes the tantrum involves physically harming themselves or anyone within reach. They might have repetitive behaviors, and often have a hard time "fitting in" with their peers. They might have speech impairments, they can be extremely sensitive to sounds, and also can be sensitive "visually" to different things. There is currently no known "scientific" cause - but clinical research points to a combination of certain factors - including vaccinations, genetic disposition, and environmental factors (for example, food allergies).
Some children go into a catatonic state, they "freeze up" or they have MAJOR tantrums. Sometimes the tantrum involves physically harming themselves or anyone within reach. They might have repetitive behaviors, and often have a hard time "fitting in" with their peers. They might have speech impairments, they can be extremely sensitive to sounds, and also can be sensitive "visually" to different things. There is currently no known "scientific" cause - but clinical research points to a combination of certain factors - including vaccinations, genetic disposition, and environmental factors (for example, food allergies).
There
is a difference between "high functioning" and "low functioning"
autism. High functioning means they can deal with most things in life
but have "strange" behavior patterns. Or they might be considered
"normal" but they might have a tantrum every once in awhile (something
random might set them off). Whether or not they are high or low
functioning, they tend to be extremely intelligent. They develop extreme interest in certain topics, and might have a "natural talent" in certain areas. Low
functioning autism is similar to above, except often they have an
extreme speech impediment or can't talk at all. They tend to be "locked
in" to a certain repetitive behavior. They may have a physical disability.
My position /
realization on this is that, regardless of their diagnosis, children with autism are here to RESIST.
What are they resisting? Well, pretty much EVERYTHING to do with the old
paradigm. Who are they resisting? Their parents, their doctors, their
teachers, and anyone else who continues to exhibit "old paradigm"
behavior.
From this perspective, "treatment" might be to expose them to "new paradigm" behavior. A good example of this is "parallel play". Instead of discipline and punishment, you might give them choices, so they know they are in control. Instead of yelling at them (this will get you nowhere), understand that they are doing this for YOUR benefit, not theirs. They are here to teach YOU, because the old ways of doing things are no longer valid. Time to try something new.
“The most important kind of freedom is to be what you really are. You
trade in your reality for a role. You trade in your sense for an act.
You give up your ability to feel, and in exchange, put on a mask. There
can't be any large-scale revolution until there's a personal revolution,
on an individual level. It's got to happen inside first.” - Jim Morrison
Saturday, August 3, 2013
Dream Log: 3AUG2013 - Sand Castles
I was at the beach with several children including my sons. There was a man there with a blue / white striped shirt, and he was running a boat tour for kids. The aluminum boat held about 8-10 people, it was fairly light and had an outboard motor at the stern, and another port (right) near the bow. The motor near the stern was larger, gray, about 60 hp, somewhat weather worn in a serviceable kind of way. We get into the boat, the man guestured that I could sit at the stern and steer the boat, he sat near the bow, next to the smaller (10 hp?) motor. I launched the boat and started off, waving my hand saying where should we go. He pointed starboard (left) so I steered the boat in that direction, not realizing there was a small island right there. The boat ran up on the beach (we were going fairly fast...) but surprisingly, there was no "bump" - just a smooth glide. A perfect landing! The tour guide was still ticked and I shrugged - I did what I was told. He said, well that's okay, and raised his middle finger at me. Meanwhile the kids got out of the boat , to where other kids were playing in the sand and building sand castles. There was a cave there and lots of sea life to explore.
Monday, July 22, 2013
Dream Log: 21JUL2013
I was at the office with my coworkers, and I had loaned the "new guy" my ipad. When he returned it, he said the battery was missing, so it was broken. I suspected him of stealing the battery or removing it. Which is silly because the battery of an ipad is not removable (although it probably could be by someone who knew what they were doing...). Another part of me was thinking, way in the background... why do we still have devices with batteries? It's not necessary.
Friday, July 12, 2013
Heartbeat
listen to your heart
can you hear the heartbeat
it's the beat of the universe
listen to the energy flow
it is like the blood flowing through your veins
It is an endless tide of creation and destruction
covering all planets, all stars
all forms of matter and light energy
can you hear the heartbeat
it's the beat of the universe
listen to the energy flow
it is like the blood flowing through your veins
It is an endless tide of creation and destruction
covering all planets, all stars
all forms of matter and light energy
Thursday, July 11, 2013
Being Buddha
Golden. Smiling.
I am the Way. I am the Path.
I am the alpha and omega — the beginning and the end.
I am true and I am false.
I am all and I am nothing. Om and Mu. Light and Dark.
I see you but you cannot see me. You see me but I cannot see you.
Within and without, we are One.
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