January 04, 2006
Transcend
I had a dream two days ago. Granted, I was feverish at the time, suffering from too much attention to those mundane, repetitive feminine duties that dampen goddess energy, no doubt. I won't waste my time looking for clickies to illustrate the dream, since I tried that once before, and it was not satisfying.
I dreamed that I looked in my camera at photos I had taken recently and found three that seemed to be about transcendence. The first was an almost all white picture -- two white tree branches, touching, forming the top of a heart, with luminescent drops of water hanging from them. The second photograph was almost all blue. A robed figure with white hair sat beneath an open blue grid, which is shown in diminishing perspective. The luminous aura around the figure's head is drawn upwards through the grid. Of course, I cannot remember anything about the third photo. It was undoubtedly the most important, as forgotten things tend to be. Oh well.
Needless to say, in the dream, I was pretty excited that these pictures were in my camera, but I had no memory of taking them. I understood them to be a message regarding transcendence, and thought I should book the luminous figure in the blue picture on the Christopher Lydon Show, since Christopher had just interviewed Harold Bloom about his book "Jesus and Yahweh: the Names Divine".
And that's as much as I could remember of my dream.
When I awakened, I wasn't really sure whether the pictures were in my camera or not. I thought the dream was important, though, and I got out of bed and wrote it down.
Two days before the dream, having vowed to meditate daily, this is what came to me during my meditation:
You do not have to wait to die in order to transcend, but it's quite a trick. If you can transcend from physical existence, you have used consciousness to it's fullest intention. First you must be able to think, then you must be able to think about what you're thinking, then you have to be able not to thnk about what you are thinking, and capture the thoughts that move into your mind from the universe. Write them down, just like i'm doing now.
I really don't know what happens next -- exuding the sacred feminine?
Be prepared to experience people thinking you're nuts.
Photo note: What was REALLY in my camera. The first two are taken out my kitchen window -- whose shocking state of uncleanliness could easily be mistaken for a galaxy. (Honestly, it doesn't look that disgusting in daylight). There is a Winter Moth on the screen (more luminescent than in portrait) -- a possible eco-problem, which was the original target of the shot. The third picture is a fairy on the ceiling of one of my favorite stores. When the salesperson forgot to take the pricetag off of an item she had gift wrapped, she asked if I could wait until she rewrapped the package. It was then that I had the courage to ask to take photos in the store. It was the least they could do since I was being so accommodating. None of photos are in fabulous focus, which is why there are no larger views.
Posted by Dakota at January 4, 2006 06:51 PM