My DREAM...My NIGHTMARE

[LilliHart]

So last night I had this incredible dream. I've actually been hyper dreaming since 12:12 but last night I outdid myself and want to share it here partly to help me remember it and partly to help me understand it. Anyone who would care to comment and help me figure this out is welcome to post a response.

I was in some kind of hotel/office building lobby waiting for an elevator...the freight elevator. I stood with other people for a while and they eventually left and I was there alone. The elevator door was flapping half open and the elevator never really came.

Finally I went over to another part of the lobby and there were dozens of people waiting in front of a bank of elevators. I realized I was in an office building at this point and trying to figure out the name of the person to whom I was going to see...who happened to be my lawyer.

After waiting a while and in line and never really getting closer to the elevator I suddenly realized I needed to get away from those people really fast that they were doomed in some way, as though getting onto a cattle care or other passage to no where. I went back to the freight elevator.

As I awaited the now closed doors of the freight elevator to open, there started some seepage from under the door. I was seeping with urine and excrement and vomit. The longer I stood there the more vileness seeped out from under the door into the lobby. No one else seemed to notice it.

I ran away knowing I couldn't stay there either and found some kind of passage way into the lower portion of the building where wandered and was led through a maze of hallways and rooms, some of which had people and some didn't.

In one room there was a woman with dyed, bright red hair, all spikey, and she started to take me on some kind of a tour through a museum sort of, old house, from the 1800's. At one point I realized I was holding on to my son's hand and that he was about 2-3 years old. Although it was my son, I was referring to him as Oscar, which is one of my cats' names.

I had a sense of urgency and finally had to break away from this weird tour of this old house/art and off into a dark, nighttime area, can't say if it was inside or out.

Next thing I knew I was in a room filled with people and many, many children of all ages and my son and I were pushing and shoving to be somewhere and it was urgent and pressing and I was frantic. Somehow I let go of his hand or he wandered away to do his own thing and got involved with the other people and kids...he did, not me.

At first he was looking for me and calling for me and I was calling for him over and over, Oscar, Oscar. As I was looking for him and calling him I was also moving very quickly toward a peculiar door/portal. It was made of gray metal and had an odd latch on it. I had to turn the latch and hold it or it would snap closed and not reopen. There was another door/portal just behind it the same. These were more like port holes, round, gray, heavy metal and only worked one way and only able to be opened one time. They were also very small and I had to shimmie up on my stomach over bolder-like rocks to get to them.

I was straining and reaching for the first and got it opened and then the second all the while calling for my son, Oscar, Oscar in a panic. I knew I had to go through those doors and didn't want to leave him behind. At one moment I had a flash and that was I had to choose to either go through the doors or go back and get him. Since I had already opened them, I knew if I let go and went back for my son I wouldn't be able to pass through the holes again. That they would close forever.

I kept calling and calling for him in a panic. (BTW, I have no idea where my daughter or any of my pets were in this dream). As I stretched back down the rocky boulders I kept my right hand on the latch of the second door but felt it slipping through my fingers.

Finally I knew I had to choose and that he wouldn't come to my call. I either had to let go and go back for him or I had to go through and let go of him. It tore me apart inside but I went through the doors and they snapped closed and latched behind me and then disappeared never to be found again.

On the other side of the doors I found myself in a darkened room with a small night light on or a low lit lamp of some kind. There was a tall slender man asleep on the floor under a sheet. He was very tall and thin and he was naked. I didnt' actually see that he was naked, but I knew it.

The room was set up as some kind of bachelor pad, or a dorm room or some other kind of living/sleeping place for a young, single man.

As I entered the man gracefully glided up from the sleeping postion to a standing postion and as he did so he went from being a very tall, ethereal being to being a shorter, squatter, muscular stockier young man, naked with incredibly white skin...almost translucent. He had no hair on his body and no genitals and held his hand almost casually over the area where his genitles would have been. Otherwise he was completelly male.

He had long, shoulder length bright, deep carrot top red wavy hair and blue eyes. He said to me, Hello! I'll be your guide from here. My name is Bob. Next thing I knew he was dressed in one of those beach bum net type tee shirts and a pair of tan cargo shorts looking like any other 20 something kinda guy.

All I can remember after that was walking down a hall with him and leaning up really close to him along his right side and kissing his shoulder.. It was somewhat amorous of me and he didin't openly reject me but made it plain that this was not acceptable to him. I was surprised at myself because it was not like me to do something like that. Also because he was so young (and I'm not).

I woke up moaning and crying over the loss of my son and knew I had stepped over into the next something or other. I don't generally remember my dreams nor do I generally dream like this.

On the night of 12:12 I was with my Shaman friend and in a group and we worked on the Labyrinth. We traverssed two labyrinths with our hands and eyes. At the end of the evening she said we needed to pay attention and also to visualize bringing the treachings of the labyrinth to our first chakra so we would be able to connect with the earth. She told us to pay attention to our dreams and ask for a message in our dreams. This dream was obviously my message. Although I had other dreams since then and all very intense and some nightmares, this is the only one I remember.

I sure would like to hear what others think about this. I have some ideas but it was really big and I know there is something very important for me here.

Looking forward to your responses.

Liliahnah

[Sowelu]

(((Hiya Liliahnah!)))

Well, this was a difficult interp, for some reason. I experienced energetic sluggishness, a headache and a foggy sense of incomprehension as I attempted to work with your dream. This energetic state was not "mine", and when I walked away from the dream it dissipated.

I know I'm empathic and it's been causing troubles for me lately, though I don't know if that's the case here. I had a confirmation today that much of what I'm feeling lately is not mine, and it seems to be part of a shift I've been going through. So... perhaps this is what you've been feeling, not sure.

I also havent' been doing many dream interpretations anymore, because I seem to be moving in a different direction. That may also account for some of the difficulty I had in getting into the symbolic level to translate. Dunno.

This is what I gleaned, however, and I ask that you of course use your discernment and take what resonates for you, toss the rest.

So last night I had this incredible dream. I've actually been hyper dreaming since 12:12 but last night I outdid myself and want to share it here partly to help me remember it and partly to help me understand it. Anyone who would care to comment and help me figure this out is welcome to post a response.

I was in some kind of hotel/office building lobby waiting for an elevator...the freight elevator. I stood with other people for a while and they eventually left and I was there alone. The elevator door was flapping half open and the elevator never really came.

With a lobby of a hotel/office building as the initial setting of the dream there is an implication that you are finding yourself at a time in life where you have great potential, but it doesn't seem to ever really take off, so to speak. A freight elevator implies a desire to rise upward with excess baggage or a heavy load, indicating emotions, perhaps. You've been in this place in self for a while now, and have been waiting for your cue to shift upward, but it never comes. At some point you realize you "stand alone" in this patient wait for upward rise, indicating perhaps that it won't happen with the burden still in place. In fact, even the vehicle for rising with baggage is dysfunctional (flapping door, no elevator).

Finally I went over to another part of the lobby and there were dozens of people waiting in front of a bank of elevators. I realized I was in an office building at this point and trying to figure out the name of the person to whom I was going to see...who happened to be my lawyer.

Once you realize that it isn't going to happen in the way you thought, you gravitate to a stance that's more "going with the crowd" and even perhaps "doing the work". From this position, you endeavor to gain assistance from guidance (lawyer).

After waiting a while and in line and never really getting closer to the elevator I suddenly realized I needed to get away from those people really fast that they were doomed in some way, as though getting onto a cattle care or other passage to no where. I went back to the freight elevator.

But while "waiting your turn" in some sense, not quite reaching any goal or feeling any closer to an upward shift, nor accessing guidance, you suddenly get an inner sense that impinges on your awareness that "going with the crowd" is not for you. Something is amiss with their plan for rising upward (whatever it may be, which isn't clear here, but perhaps you'll know what this group represents).

So… without another alternative obvious, you go back to your previous stance of waiting patiently to rise upward with your "freight", in lieu of "doing the work" or "going with the crowd".

As I awaited the now closed doors of the freight elevator to open, there started some seepage from under the door. I was seeping with urine and excrement and vomit. The longer I stood there the more vileness seeped out from under the door into the lobby. No one else seemed to notice it.

But you soon realize that this too isn't quite what you need or want. In fact, the vehicle for upward shifting that you'd been waiting on is loaded with all kinds of shit you simply can't abide. YOU see it, even if no one else does. The vile stuff that's seeping out of this elevator represents your own negativity, "waste" products and indigestible concepts and ideas.

I ran away knowing I couldn't stay there either and found some kind of passage way into the lower portion of the building where wandered and was led through a maze of hallways and rooms, some of which had people and some didn't.

It seems that you discover "another way". Whether this is an actual "upward" movement that constitutes raising frequency is unclear, but it certainly has a meandering, unclear nature to it. This creates a rather confusing path for a while, where you sometimes meet up with others also dealing with the confusion, but are often alone in it.

In one room there was a woman with dyed, bright red hair, all spikey, and she started to take me on some kind of a tour through a museum sort of, old house, from the 1800's. At one point I realized I was holding on to my son's hand and that he was about 2-3 years old. Although it was my son, I was referring to him as Oscar, which is one of my cats' names.

Finally you meet up with someone who you not only relate to (interact with in dream), but who provides you with a tour of your old self, so to say, or even a past self from which you may have acquired some of what you carry around as a burden (museum/old house). This woman "guiding you" is a reflection of a part of self that likely leads in your personality self.

Her hair indicates a sharp, aggressive, passionate and potentially angry mind. So this adult feminine energy with shocking, pointed attitude (symbolically represented by the hair, even if her demeanor was not that), is showing you some of the outdated programs and ideas (hair, again, and museum/house), as well knowledge (museum) to be integrated from the past.

As this is happening, you suddenly realize that you're still holding onto your inner child, which is your "lower, child" feminine aspect (bear with me). It's almost as though you "click" with the idea that the adult angry feminine stems from this inner child you continue to cling to here. In other words, as you tour the museum of Self with this female with the red hair as your "guide", you come to the realization that you still carry this child, and that it's the "source" of the aspect of self the woman represents for you.

While you know him as your son, a masculine symbol, calling him "Oscar" provides the clue that it is not so much about the aggressive masculine energy of what you give out of yourself, but the feminine source of that, that's being pointed to in his image being used by your psyche It's a metaphoric representation of the idea that your childlike son's image is actually identifiable as your base, lower feminine aspect (cat, cat's name/identity).

I had a sense of urgency and finally had to break away from this weird tour of this old house/art and off into a dark, nighttime area, can't say if it was inside or out.

The sense of urgency may imply that something now must be done regarding what you just realized regarding the child self. It's as if you've connected with the information you needed from this tour, and now you're pressed to move on, get down to business in dealing with what you've learned. That… or you felt a need to get away from the realization because you were uncomfortable with the implication of it.

At any rate, leaving the tour of past stuff brings you smack into unclear territory. Dark and night in dreams indicate information and self energies that are not yet conscious and about which you have very little clarity. A bit of the unknown, sometimes fear, typically newly emerging understanding. Not knowing if it was inside or out is interesting. It implies that you aren't quite sure if the unknown territory you're entering is feminine (emotional) or masculine (mental) in nature, perhaps (inside=fem; out=masc), or if it has to do with "your own stuff" or things you took on from others… that sort of thing.

Next thing I knew I was in a room filled with people and many, many children of all ages and my son and I were pushing and shoving to be somewhere and it was urgent and pressing and I was frantic. Somehow I let go of his hand or he wandered away to do his own thing and got involved with the other people and kids...he did, not me.

Rooms indicate a "state of self" or aspect of self. Being filled with people and children would indicate a place in self where many parts meet. A gathering of "all your selves", so to speak, in a common space. This is typically a positive situation in a dream, unless there is unrest among the crowd. I also get a sense that this crowd of adults and children might metaphorically translate to 3D mass consciousness, so to speak. Almost as though you've collected all your parts at this level, completed a portion of the greater Self's work.

But you feel this urgency to move on, press on, go somewhere, do something. The words "your calling" came in here, as though you don't perhaps consciously understand why, but you cannot be restful in this place where your many parts of Self meet. You must continue on. There is something more for you.

Your son disconnecting from you and getting involved with other people and kids feels to be a natural occurrence, not contrived or induced. Somehow, it happened of its own accord, so to say. The sense is that he fit there, you did not.

At first he was looking for me and calling for me and I was calling for him over and over, Oscar, Oscar. As I was looking for him and calling him I was also moving very quickly toward a peculiar door/portal. It was made of gray metal and had an odd latch on it. I had to turn the latch and hold it or it would snap closed and not reopen. There was another door/portal just behind it the same. These were more like port holes, round, gray, heavy metal and only worked one way and only able to be opened one time. They were also very small and I had to shimmie up on my stomach over bolder-like rocks to get to them.

My sense here with you calling to each other is that this is a description of what happens when we first begin to break away from the old relationship within, between our Self and our inner child. We are so ingrained in sticking together, remaining "in touch" that we keep seeking each other out even after it's no longer appropriate, for a sense of the familiar. To "re-stabilize", almost.

But you are being inexorably pulled away from this relationship stasis, and onto something new: The opportunity/potential (door) for a new level of wholeness (round), that involves neutrality (gray) and strength (metal) unknown to the previous version of self with inner child intact.

This is the significance of that latch, as well. Where you're headed, the inner child cannot go. Too, it's a "one-way" path. Once you pass through this initiation phase that will affect a new balance in self (2 port holes/doors), you cannot go back. The eye of the needle comes to mind here, as well. It's a narrow path, this transition phase. And things get a little rocky, literally, just before entering it.

Crawling/shimmying on your stomach indicates a few things; a certain level of humbleness, that it's a difficult task, the fact that it requires willpower and determination to achieve, and that it's not about "standing tall". Having to traverse rocks is interesting too because they are grounding and help us get in touch with our personal power.

I was straining and reaching for the first and got it opened and then the second all the while calling for my son, Oscar, Oscar in a panic. I knew I had to go through those doors and didn't want to leave him behind. At one moment I had a flash and that was I had to choose to either go through the doors or go back and get him. Since I had already opened them, I knew if I let go and went back for my son I wouldn't be able to pass through the holes again. That they would close forever.

I kept calling and calling for him in a panic. (BTW, I have no idea where my daughter or any of my pets were in this dream). As I stretched back down the rocky boulders I kept my right hand on the latch of the second door but felt it slipping through my fingers.

Finally I knew I had to choose and that he wouldn't come to my call. I either had to let go and go back for him or I had to go through and let go of him. It tore me apart inside but I went through the doors and they snapped closed and latched behind me and then disappeared never to be found again.

The entire section seems to be describing the actual process of separation, and how painful you find it to be. Remember that even in this dream, there is nothing negative happening to your son, nor are you in any real danger. It is merely the sense of separation or loss… and this points to the Self, and identity.

You clearly saw the opportunity presented, which is the first hurdle of this transitioning phase, and were open to it. However all the while you continued to look backward and extend your desire in that backward direction, wanting to maintain the relationship with your inner child. In the end you realize, though, that it can't be that way and you must let go. You would literally have to regress in yourself, move in a backward direction in your life, in order to reconnect with your inner child the way you want to, and that's just not what your life and this transition are about.

So you finally let go and move forward, and notice that the way in to you is no longer there. Another indicator that the inner child does not belong where you've moved to. The pathway there has disappeared. It was only for you. Of course, you also can't go back, which you knew would be the case, though seeing that truth likely had its impact.

On the other side of the doors I found myself in a darkened room with a small night light on or a low lit lamp of some kind. There was a tall slender man asleep on the floor under a sheet. He was very tall and thin and he was naked. I didnt' actually see that he was naked, but I knew it.

The room was set up as some kind of bachelor pad, or a dorm room or some other kind of living/sleeping place for a young, single man.

And now you find yourself in a whole new aspect of self, seemingly masculine though not quite in the human masculine sense. The dim light that was present in this room indicates that you have "enough light to see", but not quite enough to fully comprehend what is being revealed at this stage of the dream. This male is an active aspect (masculine is the active principle) that has been unconscious to you until you arrive. This aspect of self extends to greater heights than is common. (Sheets in dreams reveal an intimate connection in Self, often pointing to the unconscious.) This is a part of you that has lain quietly within, waiting for the appropriate time to become more visible to you. Knowing he was naked under the sheet indicates that you have an awareness that this level of self, this aspect, has no masking or layers of protection. It is open, not hiding anything.

His quarters indicate that he exists in a somewhat solitary state, and that this is as designed. Your sense of his youth is interesting, as though you are seeing a non-human aspect of self through human eyes and paradigms of thought. As a more mature human being, you recognize that while this being may exist at a level you have only just reached yourself, he is perhaps not as mature in his vernacular, as you are in yours, though you might have expected otherwise.

As I entered the man gracefully glided up from the sleeping postion to a standing postion and as he did so he went from being a very tall, ethereal being to being a shorter, squatter, muscular stockier young man, naked with incredibly white skin...almost translucent. He had no hair on his body and no genitals and held his hand almost casually over the area where his genitles would have been. Otherwise he was completelly male.

He had long, shoulder length bright, deep carrot top red wavy hair and blue eyes. He said to me, Hello! I'll be your guide from here. My name is Bob. Next thing I knew he was dressed in one of those beach bum net type tee shirts and a pair of tan cargo shorts looking like any other 20 something kinda guy.

All I can remember after that was walking down a hall with him and leaning up really close to him along his right side and kissing his shoulder.. It was somewhat amorous of me and he didin't openly reject me but made it plain that this was not acceptable to him. I was surprised at myself because it was not like me to do something like that. Also because he was so young (and I'm not).

His transformation as he stands may indicate that this level of being is more flexible or malleable and that perhaps you will need to develop a disciplined "muscle" (power/strength) as you explore it. Again red hair indicates a certain level of energetic power, but it's waves, rather than spikes, indicate a shift from aggression to a sense of allowing your mental energy to "go with the flow" rather than being sharp and pointed. It also seems to represent a sense of continuity from the previous guide/representative of Self, allowing for a bit of familiarity, energy-wise. In other words, it's not really all that foreign to you, it just has a different form of expression than what you're used to.

You find you are attracted to this new level of self, but it's made clear that it isn't appropriate yet for you to merge with it. The sense here is that there is much still unknown for you at this level, and he is a denizen of this level… therefore you are not equals as yet.

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Well that's my take, Liliahnah. I hope it helps you some!! (((((Hugs!)))))

Love you!
Sowelu

[LilliHart]

Mouth open...Eyes bulging...I'll get back to you on this after I read it a few more times. It's not far off what I have been synthesizing since the dream. Very cool Sowey. Thank you for taking the time and energy to get into this.

I will tell you this much...Two nights before this dream was 12:12 and I participated in a Labyrinth expereince. This dream was the outcome of my desire to bring that Labyrinth down into my being and ground it in the earth. I have not been able to throw off the dream state in some cases...

And most interesting of all is the change I have experienced inside me in the last few days...A new found sense of being able to HANDLE things with less drama and a more concentrated sense of self and calm coolness...a sense of knowing and of not allowing others to have their way with me.

So I'll will come back and read it again when I am more awake.

Where did you learn how to do this?

(((((((((((((((((((((((((((hugs))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))

LILI

[Sowelu]

(((((hugs back atcha!))))))

I'm so glad you're experiencing the shift already! This dream sure seemed to be a chronology of events, from an inner perspective. A view of what you've been through, and where you've just moved to. So it's way cool that you're already experiencing the shift explored in the dream!

I didn't really learn so much as opened to it from within, I guess you could say. I'd been working with my own dreams for years out of a natural curiosity and desire for personal growth. When I got a computer it sort of just translated to helping others with their dreams. I discovered I had insight that other people were grateful for, so I continued. It's just in the last year that I really tapered off from doing it much anymore. I rarely dream myself anymore, oddly enough, and so I guess my interest in dreams has lessened overall.

I still consider them a wonderful inner resource for gleaning the meaning of events in one's life, I just tend to interpret actual life events so much like I would a dream anymore, that I guess that focus has shifted things a bit for me.

Love you! (((Hugs)))
Sowelu

[LilliHart]

Hmmmmm, Interesting! I don't dream much any more either. This was such a surprise and so intense too. I have gone back into the dream a few times (maybe 1,0000 or so, LOL) and realiezed the 'doors' or portals were just that...they were much like the kinds of portals you see over stargates and wormholes. I knew at the time had to leave my child and MY child behind when I made the choice to move into the light further.

I have had numerous problems lately all in 3D that have represented this 'holding back' and they are all coming to a head now. I just find it peculiar to have to make a choice that would separate me from my inner child. Maybe it is more that I have integrated that child and am separating from the illusion that I still NEED to be with that child. Not sure how to describe it but the thing is I feel 'more grown up' since that dream. More capable and able to say, 'this is my life and this is the way I am going to live it'. No histrionics, no drama, just assurance and a solid knowing deep inside. Calm and balanced...almost all the time now. Almost...

The part of the dream that stcks with me over and over is when I begin to approach the portal and make the decision to go through it. In a gazillion years I never thought I'd be willing to leave any of my children/cats/parts of my self or life behind like that. It was a clean and final cut and made in full consciousness...an absolute conscious choice offered to me. There was no mistaking it or being able to blame anyone or thing and say I was forced...

It was presented as a choice but it was so damn clear and final. You go through and there is no going back. You stay here and there is no going forward. End of discussion. Either choice was mine to make and the consequences were mine too. And there was absolutely no judgement as to one being better than or more right than the other. I am positive it had/has to do with this ascension. And ironically, in my conscious, awake mind, there never was a choice to be made. The entire choice was made in the dream state because it was MY INNER CHILD who had to make the choice. OH WOW! Just got that as I was writing this.

It was 'little' me that had to choose to stay behind or tag along with bigger me. Which also explains the part about why I felt so young with 'Bob' and acted like a smitten teen ager with him and why he presented in the way he did, as a young male and not an older, wizened guide. And also why I was 'rejected' when I tried to kiss his shoulder and snuggle up as a teenager in a new relationship would have done.

It was my inner child on a way new adventure making the choice to move forward and leave all behind. One part of the dream that I didn't mention and remembered later was that when I was in that room at the end just before going through the portal and I 'lost' my son, Oscar, I knew the room was filled with people, mostly other children, but all I could see of them was from the hips down. ONly legs in other words.

And making the choice to move on, I had to choose to leave the old relationship with my 'real' son and even with my beloved animals. Not to actually leave them but to be willing to alter the way in which we relate to one another.

Overall, it's like my inner child had to stop wallowing in the cesspool of it's own making (the lobby), stop trying to be part of the crowd and join the 'adult' , consious part of me who has already made the shift so we can function as one unity now and go together toward the next level of ascension.

She has a long way to run to catch up, beacuse "I" am not stopping to wait. She just has to run a little faster. Well maybe I will take a few days off to contemplate this all and she can catch up then. LOL

Oh this is so cool. Thanks Sowelu for your help in putting it together. Hmmmm, maybe another dream awaits? And my 'real life' son arrives here tomorrow for three weeks hoiday. Let's see what happens.

Meow to all.
Lili

[Sowelu]

Wow, that feels so right, Liliahnah!

Y'know... I was going to make a post about a week and half to two weeks ago, but for some reason I didn't. I woke up with a knowing, but didn't feel able to explain it to anyone, so I think that's why I refrained from posting it. But this is what it was going to be:

"It's time for the inner child to grow up!"

To the heart, was the feeling. I've always known that the inner child would not remain in separation throughout our entire lives this time around, but I didn't know when or how it would become fully integrated. When that message came to me, I knew now is the time.

So this is a confirmation for me, Liliahnah, and very cool!

I also wanted to say that in my own life I've experienced much what you describe... a more neutral, balanced approach to everything, with a centered knowing. The emotional movements of the inner child seem, for the most part, to have ceased. Not much upsets me anymore even a little, and I'm generally more light-hearted and easy.

VERY cool stuff! Thanks so much for sharing your dream, as well as your inner senses about it all!!!

Love you!
Sowelu

[Sowelu]

By the way, Liliahnah, I just posted an excerpt from Solara's December Surf Report and something stood out, to me, as a possible link to your dream. Here's the link to the brief post:

earthcouncil244.proboards23.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=general&thread=1134852300

Love you! ((((Hugs))))
Sowelu

[LilliHart]

I'm going to read what you posted shortly Sowelu, but just a an interesting aside, what Karen had to say in yesterday's What's Up On Plantet Earth (Dec 17th I think) was also a fascinating synchronicity. Go have a read, it's like she was there in this dream.

LILI

[LilliHart]

For sure there was some synchronicity with Solara's Dec post and with Karen's. It's interesting to be the town crier. As though I have never done THAT before!

I was thinking about this whole thing again for the 799th time and again I get this clear feeling about the inner child having to make a decision to join the outer adult and without this decision ascension is not possible.

It feels like an initiation actually. A marraige, an inner marraige and without it no real relationship can move forward between the parts. Now if my inner child would only be willing to join with my outer hips so we can ALL MOVE ON that would also be a treat.

Liliahnah

[Sowelu]

It feels like an initiation actually. A marraige, an inner marraige and without it no real relationship can move forward between the parts.

And that resonates with The Reconnections recent transmissions. Very interesting!

Well, this has been a gift to me, Liliahnah, so town crier or not, it's much appreciated! ((((Hugs!)))) Your dream was a trigger to awareness, as well as a sort of binding glue that tied together 3 or 4 recent messages, as well as my own inner senses. Amazing!



Love you!
Sowelu

[Edward]

I think it is all symbolism of the choices and stages of transition and awarness you are going through on many levels. Now sometimes we tend to take these experiences too literally. I think that some of this is, being expressed in terms and ways you can percieve at the moment but often as we are awakening we tend to either over analayze and mispercieve what the actually message intentions are. You may not initially understand what you experienced this very moment but I believe after a period of reflection and more experiences you should be able to get a better understanding of what it's meaning is. Often with these types of dreams they are very multi-layered but depending on what we are able to recognized we are only able to recognize the stuff that we are familar with and with the other stuff we are not familar with it gets distorted and twisted to a image, sense or feeling we could interpret and this is sometimes were we get the confusion part in these wonderous experiences.


Peace, Love and Enlightenment,

Ed