Dream Journal Entry: March 11, 2020
Even though the earplugs seem to be the cause of a lot of headaches, I gave in to the risk and slept with sweet silence and earplugs in. I seem to remember my dreams a little better as a result.
I remember a scene with Jimmy, an old friend, and he is asking me if I remember his old home he lived in when we were kids and how it had been highway 4. I confessed that I didn't remember very much about it, but that I remember how it stopped being paved at one point and became gravel before it got to his house. He said, "Yes! Well it has changed a lot since I lived there and now it is all paved."
The scene jumps and I see a young woman with her father. The younger woman comes near. I appear to be topless and my breasts are exposed. The woman looks at my breasts, leans down, and starts to suckle on my right nipple as a nursing baby would. I allowed it. When she was done told her I wanted to show her something. We walked over to a door and I opened it to show her what was inside. It looked rather like a storage area and not very interesting.
I closed the door then said, "What would you like to see? Think of anything that you want to see, hold it in your mind and then we will open the door and you will see what you desire."
The younger woman seemed to be having trouble coming up with an idea of what she wanted to see and never voiced anything by the time I opened the door.
Inside the room, the bathroom to the left was still there but now it reassembled a closet and all kinds of Disney princess dresses were hanging up. In the main room was now a set of twin beds and modest furnishings. It was pretty but not garish.
I remember seeing a color drawing of a tree and for some reason I am taking a sharp object and bringing it down the length of the tree trunk over and over leaving marks on the image.
I then handed the woman some sort of tablet or board and I instructed her to look at the blank board and ask it a question.
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She asked "Who is the original great tree?" I smiled as I watched the board conjure up images. It brought into focus a full length mirror.
"I had a feeling that it was going to do that." I said. "Each of us are our own Source."
I am seeing images of us in individual rooms creating with our thoughts all that we experience manifesting before us.
The scene changes and now we are out in some streets of a city and there is chaos happening but I can't say why. I remember being able to project out and tell others how they saw me as a way of hiding in plain sight. It was like a Jedi mind trick. I just told them with my thoughts, "You see me as an old man" and the people I projected it to would see me as an old man and not my true form. We passed through the chaos into the safety of a building.
I can't remember much beyond that but lay there absorbing the message about needing to focus my thoughts on what I want to see and experience within this virtual reality. The conflict lies in that I really just want what is real and authentic, I want to go home. But while I am here, I have to utilize what is available for manifesting to make the experience more enjoyable. I was thinking about how I want to experience real love and connection and not just while in here. I want it to be a love I bring with me and continue to experience even after I leave this place.
It is a matter of finding balance and not getting lost in the fantasy but having focused thoughts that will draw to me a real connection on every level. I have to leave it open ended and not place an expectation of a specific face or person but simply be clear in the intention and seeing it manifest in my own mind so it can manifest in the outer world. The frills and comfort are a tool and it is okay to utilize the tools of this reality for physical comfort. But on an emotional connection and soul level, I want it to be real and not just a fantasy that disappears the moment I wake up out of this virtual world. That has been the hardest part of all of this is feeling that connection in my dreams only for it to elude me and be non-existent in my waking state.
March 13, 2020
I had an epiphany about the dream I posted recently.
When the younger woman wasn't certain of what she wanted to see or experience, she was automatically given the fantasy of the twin flame journey...the journey back to self which is full of lessons. Once a person gets far enough along, they realize it was always about the journey of self realization and becoming a conscious creator. Once we understand all of this, we can focus our thoughts and create and attract what we wish to experience.
There is no set person.
We decide.
March 28, 2021
"What if all of Keanu's 'twin flames are just people who heard the call of part of his soul trapped inside needing help?" Heard this just now in the in-between state
