NonDualistic

This one happened right aft the Old folks dream... just didn't have time to write it down earlier. These two dreams were refreshingly easier to recall than those of the last many days..


Entered a set of double doors into a huge main floor of a huge house. The doors are set into the east wall to the north side of that wall. Reminds me of a old Victorian turned into a fraternity house is the impression I have. I am following a tour guide or someone showing me inside as if I am going to be moving in.
I seem to be somewhat occupied as to finding the other people that are supposed to be living there already. Theses a sense that they are there, downstairs it feels like. But I see no one other than the 1 or 2 persons now guiding me. Seems as there might be others with me in a group, but it is only a sense, not really clear.
There is a center column or pillar that runs through the center of the building, centered in the room. Around it seems to be a huge kitchen area. To the south wall there is several staircases going up and down, but they don't seem to lead anywhere upon investigating them.
There is another pair of stair cases to the north wall that only go up. I go to see where they go, but have this feeling that they do not go where I want to go, at least they are not they way I am intended to go is/may be the feeling I am getting.
Then The guide says to come here to the center column in the kitchen area. We seem to see a hidden stair case wrapped into and around the column going up. We push something and move a couple of things and the staircase unfolds out of the column and can be used to go up.

The dream shifts radically all of a sudden and I am working on a lawn mower with a rototiller , trying to put the tiller on the tractor. Iam familiar with this tiller and the way it is in the dream is not the way it is in reality. I recognize this point but do not become lucid quite all the way. Kind of weird.. There is a circular part that hinges the parts together and its not adjusted right.

Dream shifts yet again. to inside a cave or large shed of sorts, Hard to tell .seems like there is something going on down in a lower level cant really tell the direction. I seems east or north, sometimes west. Really weird the way its turned in here. The only definite thing is the large entrance into here from the south with light shining through it. There is some commotion as to some persons coming. Not sure at all what's happening, but there is some slight anxiety felt as if one is being chased.

Dream ends abruptly

Started out on a morning facing north, on country roads. Seemed as if it was going to be a bright clear day as the sun was coming to the eastern horizon. Roads and area was where I grew up and lived in my youth. Was going east and ended up visiting my maternal grandparents , long deceased. Was there a while and then moved along west picking up my paternal grandmother and taking here to eat somewhere, red lobster I think.
Moved along west some more down a hill and to the north. seemed as if I just dropped my grandmother off somewhere. Came to a fence along a road that was running east and west. Parked in front of the fence in a grassy field. To the west and north across the road were three girls laying out in their bikini's sunning themselves and talking. I thought they were pretty good looking, but seemed distracted from that with other matters on my mind.
I looked to the east and up a short hill next to my truck was a trailer house. On the north end of the trailer house was a older black woman standing their smiling at me. She said(with sound and words, which is not normal for my dreams) something like " wouldn't be a man if' n ya didn't take notice of that and give it some thought" as she gazed over at the 3 woman. I replied something like " true, but I'm almost 25 years married". She responded with something I either didn't hear or don't remember, to which I said something like " probably going to be divorce soon anyhow" . She said something and I said I'd like to come over and talk a bit and spend some time with her. She smiled as if eager to have me for company. As we walked towards the back of her yard the dream ended . I woke up a bit disappointed I didn't get to talk..


She was another woman who in my dream had distinct presence that I was aware of and a certain rich warmth and love. The 3 women across the road, while looking great and sexy, were empty of such feeling...illusions in a way

Dream view is dark and overcast, much of it at dusk to start. In a open building of sorts at the base of a hill . The hill rises upwards to the south. There are support pillars here and there. I start out facing east looking for something or watching for something. Don't know what. I turn to the west and there is a young Tibetan woman standing there. I walk by her going north where the hill drops off again to a flat are that stretches out and away with a road and some housing, yards and such. It starts to get light out, though cloudy and overcast. I turn back and the girl has some sort of pet she pulls from around her head or chest area. It is almost like a cartoon character of sorts. Small , happy and care free, it is all the colors of the rainbow, bright and brilliant. It runs off to the north among the houses to play and look around.
Then there is a sense of urgency that it need to be found and brought back. I go look, but seem to merely be watching. A second bright, colorful little animal or pet of sorts runs out and retrieves the other one and takes it back.
I am again up by the woman facing west towards her. I have feelings for her, love and she seems to have them too for me.it was not readily noticeable at first , but after a few hugs and a kiss it is very noticeable, the feelings kind of as if playing with me. What is subtly noticeable is also that the love coming from her, is much deeper, much richer , than that which comes from me. Its like my love is the same, but watered down in some way.
I find myself going to do something and must say goodbye to here for a while. I am going uphill, up stairs in the hill to the south. She comes and stands in my way beckoning an embrace and a kiss . Her love melts my resolve to do what I am doing and I forget, as she guides me to the west to a path going back north again down a hill through some stone monuments. I find myself with it seems 2 -3 others. Not clear as to whether I am the 3rd or the 4th in the group.
We knock down the tallest most important monument on the way down. We turn and struggle dragging it back up the hill to re set it. The first attempt fails and we all slide down the hill again with monument in tow. We seem to get it set back up again the 2nd time.
There is a road coming from the southwest around the base of this hill and straightens out to the north angling slightly west as it goes on out of sight. A row of tall dark buildings are seen along its eastern side. I cant see anything directly east where the road does fork and goes directly east. Its like the view is blocked with white fuzzy light, like when you get a migraine headache.

That's all I recall, though there was more dreams that seemed to involve 3 persons in different settings, but I just don't remember them at all other than that.

Another longer dream that I remember only part of..

The shy is cloudy but bright with just a few rays of sunshine coming through here and there intermittently. The are I am seeing is a compound, a few buildings, with the are between pretty much bare dirt, like a constructions site, or a well trodden crossroads, speaking of which there is a road that is running north and south in the middle. To the east and west there is a path, but it is more grassy, and seems seldom traveled, as if barely noticeable.
My view is to the west and slightly south to start with, towards the western structure, the south half of it that is more complete. Its as if it is under construction. There is the main floor at ground level, with the ground rising up to the second floor around to the south and west sides. Seems there is a ramp built up to that second floor on the north and east sides. There is a beautiful blonde woman with long hair on the second floor. I recognize her form and the person I know, but the Presence is just using that image -like it does all such female images. This I am more lucid to know at this moment. There is a bed in the room. I enter the room and embrace her, I feel the bond between us that transcends the form. I lie down in the bed on to the north/left of her facing east. She move over as I lie down. The bed seems to be depressed where she was and I am now. I seem to sink into the depression. I put my left arm over myself and around her. She takes my arm in hers and pulls me close next to her. Then it seems as if I am on the floor next to the bed, still holding on to here but she is still up in the bed at the edge now.
The dream shifts and I am out to the south west of the building looking north, northwest atop a grassy knoll. Seems there is something in the sky to take note of. All I recollect is sunlight piercing through the clouds shining down on or near me and another presence standing there. I wasn't alone, but don't readily know who was with.
Dream shifts again, and I am on the second floor of the building on the south side of the bedroom . The woman is there with others she is meeting with. She has some business with them, and our eyes meet and stay locked upon one another as she leaves the room to the east with the others. I/ have a sense that we will meet again later. Mean while I find myself facing and looking north and east out the north side of the unfinished building.

Another one very difficult to recall afterwards...Not sure on the order in which this all took place, but here is the highlights remembered


Skies were dark and overcast, though the whole dream is set during the daytime. I find myself at the bottom of a steep bright green grassy bank laying on my back with my booted feet laying out on some mud at the edge of a lake. The bank is to the west stretching north and curving back around to the west out of sight. It also curves around to the south. The where I am at is the southwestern corner of the lake. Flat ground stretches south and east into low rolling hillsides. The lake stretches North as far as I can see as does the eastern shore of it. The lake also seems to stretch on back to the west out of sight.
I try to stand and my feet sink into the mud. there is a lot of excessive struggling, standing, sinking, falling, etc etc. I try to go east through the mud to the shore over there. Setting foot to the south seems not an option, though dry ground is right there.
I get a little ways out into the water but cannot go more without being sucked under by the mud. Managed to get ahold of some rotten tree stumps sticking up and gradually pull myself back to the west bank.

Dream shifts to a being inside a city, in and around buildings that are damaged as if by severe earthquakes. People are milling around here and there. Sometimes my view is as if walking around in the company of others, and other times it is riding around in a big truck or other large vehicle. A lot of this part of the dream is mainly facing west , and as if going in circles from west to east to north and back to west again, over and over. Seems as if trying to get somewhere but with great confusion as just how to go.
then there is a part where I am with my father, and other persons looking at two plates of food being offered to eat from. Both seem to have the same thing on them. Looks like fried chicken or baked chicken. Though there is something seemingly different somehow, not sure what or where the difference is though. At first I just don't want to eat that, for no other reason that I would rather have something tastier. Then I seem to just drop that thought and I am ok with eating it. The dream ends there.

I have been having the feeling of being mired down in concept lately, and meanings being carried by those concepts. There is a real urge in me to just drop all conceptual thinking , a urge to really just taste what eludes me.
the dream seems to suggest that being mired as such is keeping me from the east bank, and northern travel. That some other thought , thinking, or desire is keeping me from tasting this knowledge first hand.

Yet another dream that was seemingly lost after dreaming it..
Last night I was reading through a variety of teachings in books and in online encyclopedias. Suddenly I saw them all as one thing, all concepts, all hindrances of sorts as such. Pushed them all aside and went to bed. Dzogchen speaks of "guardians" of the teachings. Not sure why, but I simply thought in mind something like," Guardian of the teaching, open the teachings to me, I lay my ego self at the doorway as an offering"

The dream had loads of detail and many different places. much I have forgotten and or left out here. The parts that stayed with me are as follows. I was travelling westward on a highway that stretched east and west dividing the land to the south and the land to the north. Seemed /I was moving more along the southward side.
I came to a hill that sent the road jogging slightly south on the other side. At the top of the hill there was a 2 story building to the north and a single story building to the south set back to the west more, way further south off the road than the structure sitting to the north of the road. The land to the south was very steep, about 6-7' straight up off the road. You have to climb up off the road to get to the flat. On the north side , other than a small ditch it is fairly flat and level with the road.
I seem to go across the road to the north and have some interaction with some people over there. There is some sort of country fair or gathering of sorts going on mainly out in the road between the two lands. There seem to be a few people from the north moving through the crowd and doing things of interest, but no watchers on the north side. On the south side, there are rows of people , spectators along the top edge of the steep drop off sitting in lawn chairs. More up on the flat milling around, as if a second fair is going on , on south towards the building there. there are also people from the south out gathered in the road at that fair. The people from the north do not seem to go over to the south side.
I seem to get several dozen eggs in Styrofoam containers from someone in the building to the north. I end up going back to the south and try to climb up the bank. Seems as I do most of the eggs break in the cartons in the effort. I get into a corner to the east and set the eggs that are left up on the bank where some old woman in a chair takes them for me .I get up the bank after a lot of effort, but find the eggs all ruined when she hands them to me. I look back to the north, as I do I find myself on the north side quite a ways back down to the east.
There is a town of sorts there, buildings and structures, one which stands out as sort of a terminal like for buses or airlines. Persons are milling around doing their own things. There is some sort of induction or presentation going on, perhaps a play, unsure. It is dark out, blue/black in color though like just after sundown.
I run into a woman that I do not know. I am facing north and we embrace. There is sort of a loving presence felt. the view goes from embracing standing, to embracing lying on the ground with her on top of me. As she lifts away there is a vision of a male figure of sorts, more of a male presence seen lifting away where she should be in relation to rising up off me. It is very hard to put into words. Male but not male, human, but not human. Bright white light fills the sky behind this vision as it rises up and away. What is happening is not entirely clear, but I seem lucid to know not to feel distressed about the representations. It begins to rain.
Following that, I mill around briefly looking west at something, but do not recognize what is going on or what I am drawn to look at. I find others with me, some familiar faces, other not. There is also a feeling of the presence of more still above and behind travelling with as if guiding and watching. There is a resolute feeling arising to move east and north to the east. At first glance there is nowhere to go east as a thick forest is off that way and to the north from the town . There is a sense that a hidden path lies off towards and in that forest. Going there and finding it we all stop for a rest before going on East.
While making camp of sorts, several thoughts come to me, one is about the embrace I had, and the presence of those up and behind us says not to worry about the things I was thinking back there as those thoughts were sort of a trick that that phenomenon play on one through ones embodied personage. At least that's how I describe the exchange and the meaning.
Following that, the dream begins to fade and I wake up.

Now is where it gets fuzzy. I remember waking and going back in a dreamlike state to recall the dream. I seem to get to the point where the embrace happens , but as the presence lifts away from me there is a feeling of some part of me being pulled away with streamers of light between me and this presence. As it pulls free I wake hearing something fall off a table down stairs. In the silence that follows I seem to say the same thing I framed up in mind when I went to be in regards to the guardian of the teachings, but immediately following that I also found myself saying " One mind...One voice...One body". Then it was as if I had been sleeping and woke up again.
I do not know whether this latter happened during the first telling of the embrace, or during the recalling of it. Nor do I really know when I was really awake and not. Truly a strange happening. Ad I am not really sure which order the mind/body/voice statements arose either at this point.

Will comment later

Two nights now with dreams that were difficult and seemingly impossible to recall after waking. Last nights came only after emptying my mind completely and meditating on it several times.. and then much of the details was not retrieved. however, I get the impression that the dream was not really trying to communicate detail..


Like the last dream entry, there are 3 components and my view. This time the three persons are my own children. the oldest is sensed as in the dream and a constant, as if unshakably dependable. He was there at the onset, unseen but his presence felt throughout.
The second boy was there with the youngest of the three, the daughter. We were in a building and there seemed to be some sort of radio station we were just keeping an eye on. Had to make sure the radio stations call signs were transmitted at regular intervals between the music being played. This seemed to be the second boys responsibility.
He seemed to disappear and there was a slight concern that we needed to find him so we wouldn't miss the next required broadcast. Strangely though, there also seemed to be a sense that this was just a "ghost chase" as I knew somehow that he would be there to do it when the time came , regardless that he seemed to not be there now.
The dream progressed that we went out looking for him, and it seemed to be the daughter that was the sponsor of the need to look. I followed after her as she went here and there, but she wasn't really looking for her brother, she was doing all sorts of things for herself. She was very difficult to keep track of and kept disappearing. The feeling was that she was the one that was derailing things in truth.
Time was getting close to broadcast time and I looked out as going by a set of doors to the parking lot, and sure enough there was the boy, right on time, waiting for his sister to get into the car to go back to the station. They loaded up and began to drive off.
There was more content after, something about a race of sorts, and moving on a road, at which time the dream collapsed and I woke up.


This dream also speaks to the same as the last dream journal entry. I was reading up o the the trikaya and the teachings of also a fourth kaya... the integration of the three. This dream here seems to carry one into seeing the 3 kayas with having aspects represented in the 3 children in my dream. Keys with which to perhaps unlock meaning that has eluded me.

As the last few dreams, seemed short, seemed broken and fragmented with things happening as if almost out of order. After waking then holding the dream in a almost dreamlike meditation things cleared up..


The skies were dark and overcast early on it seems. My view is traveling with what seems like three others throughout the dream and its settings save for this first part. At first we I was searching for something or someplace, a booth selling something. We were, I say we now because there is a sense of a second involved in me looking, looking in a small town. Seemed like early spring... cold, a damp sort of. I came to a circle area with buildings around it, a town center perhaps. It was like a fair with people selling things from booths. I find myself in front of a booth with a husband and wife selling spiritual things they have made. I recognize stuff and writings on the stuff but do not buy anything.

The dream shifts to going down, then up hills. Wet and muddy now with great difficulty progress is made. There is much detail to the whole dream but it seems somewhat insignificant all the way through in and of itself. Seem to be in a cart going down the hill struggling to get around and over objects in the path. On foot then going up hill in thick deep mud. We are clearly travelling East and it is as if the whole dream I am seeing from a point ever so slightly just to the west and north of what is happening. At the top of the hill it dries out and sun is actually trying to shine in spots through the trees at the top. There is a hole through the trees to the other side of the top of the hill. But before I get there to the top the dream shifts south and changes.

In a building, like a motel at some sort of convention. Its kind of dim inside. There are windows to the north and east, A door in the south east corner and one we seem to have come in from the south west corner which is standing left open. There is conversation among the three as to where to go next. Then we find an opening , a secret compartment in the west wall near a closet. We seem to find flashlights. They are distributed one to each of us. the three and one more to me, making 4 in total. As I look at them, and to mine in hand I see that they are silver and have like computer keys on them with what looks like characters on them, Chineese perhaps Sanskrit or similar eastern text. I look over and the three are eating their flashlights , which now look like scrolls. I look down at mine and the letter are floating off the body of the flashlight, unrolling like a scroll. I seem to be grabbing up the letters like bits of candy to eat. Dream abruptly changes.

Travelling outside in ever increasingly mountainous terrain. Starts following a paved road, then gravel, till no road exists as we start climbing rocky terrain at continually steeper vertical angles.
Something is chasing us, a large monserous sort of thing. Seems like a dog at first then as other forms as we progress, the constant seems that watever it is it seeks to devour us before we reach our end destination. Teeth, claws and fangs.. growling and hissing it seems to hang on our heels the whole way.
As the summit comes into view things shift to where it seems it is no longer chasing me, but I am behind it chasing it while it chases the other three. I see the three nearly on the top of the mountain peak, with the monster behind them aways, and I am back off and moving behind it. The feeling of threat seems to vanish. dream ends here.

There was more content to the dream outside involving 3 other people and my viewpoint doing yet other things I may elaborate on later as I have time.

Added: The 3 other people plus myself were in a café of sorts. One had a laptop computer and was trying to add a separate screen to it, one that would give a larger perspective. The goal was to have two views at once working together.


This has tremendous meaning related to Dzogchen texts I was refreshing myself on last night before bed. I will comment on later.

Framed up in mind before bed something like this, How do I turn the taking in this all encompassing Love of equanimity to a pouring out from within myself of this great Love?

The dream seemed to shift all over the place throughout. T was difficult to remember afterwards and only after I mediated upon it in yet another dreamlike state did I recall its components and see meaning in it.

At first there was traveling with others, one than another, as if through jungles and thick under brush and entanglements. It was as if a war was going on and those that I was following one at a time were stalking enemies. From my vantage point I saw not the faces of those enemies, but saw those who I was following stalk them and kill them. There was no feeling in me one way or another, I was simply witnessing.

In this upon meditating, I see that the enemy, each one being the same essential thing, was some aspect of myself that needs "killed", cut away, or let go of to drop away.


From there I found myself among friends that I game around with on occasion. Tables set up and conversations going on and people in general milling around. Each had a dessert on a plate in front of them. The conversation came about that there was a ingredient in each persons dessert that was unique to each individual. Each must find out what that ingredient is and then its purpose is in bringing out the energy within oneself.


This one was nearly self explanatory. The circumstances of each life is unique , like a fingerprint. Each must navigate the path in their own way, finding their way within using their own map. The machinery of yourself has adjustments that only you can make.



Moving to the north from there, I am in an open area with a dirt floor and sawhorses with a partially built dugout canoe on them. Gilligan form Gilligans Island is there doing something. He has something in his hands sitting on the canoe. I look and it is a set of small clear plastic boxes of different constructions and with different types of lids. A Gilligan is now pressed inside each little box, with no Gilligan out here with me in or by the canoe.

This one seemed to mean that one cannot wall themselves up , or box themselves away from the world. Doing so does not allow for the Love to flow in or out.

The view shifts to a hill rising to the north. A long hill east and west dropping to a valley floor about 70' below with a creek at the bottom and a field of beans on the other side of the creek. There are logs on a truck at the top of the hill. The truck bed tips and all the logs roll down the hill and across the creek. As they go across the creek and up into the beans I feel a tension inside me thinking they need to stop or the beans will be ruined. When they hit the beans the beans tangle up the logs and bring them to a stop.
After they stop there is the thought of how to get them back up the hill to the truck. Lots of people show up from the east out of the bottomland coming to the logs. At the same time I see many people milling about up on the westward side of the top of the hill where my viewpoint is. There is some matter of concern. I find myself strapping on a old west up and set them back in the truck at the top of the hill.


This, at the time of meditation seemed to convey that working together sees all problems solved. At the moment I think the "together" means aspects of myself. Need to chew on this more


There was much more detail to this dream as well as perhaps more content. There seemed to be some more set in /around a machine shed at may parents place with more logs and my friends, but the clarity if that is gone at this time..

Yesterday I unexpectedly received a book to read, so last night I sat down and read it. It was "Proof of Heaven", a neurosurgeons journey to the afterlife, by Eben Alexander. After reading it I knew what he experienced was true and real, as I have" tasted" much of what he described myself first hand, not to the depths he had, but still enough to know what he spoke of without having to wonder at all.
I also framed up a question, or at least a direction in mind as I went to sleep. It was something along the line of meeting the unconditional love being shown me with something of worth like trust, faith. I also sent out" a sort of question" on different levels of dimensions of reality and what of other "higher" spiritual beings along the path being there to help on the journey.
I also had a sudden urge right before bed to look up Wayne Dyer and see what he has done in recent years. Ended up ordering a audio cd titled "I Am".


Dreamview opens in as if I am driving along in what I seem to understand as Detroit for some reason. I am headed generally west into a very bad part of town. Buildings and empty crumbling, streets full of trash. There is no one out save for an occasional bum staggering around. The weather is overcast and dark. Its as if night is beginning to fall.
Coming down the street from around a corner is a car chasing a couple men on foot. Both the car and men on ground are shooting at each other. They seem to totally ignore me as I weave around them.
I go on around the corner to the north and shortly turn uphill to the east in the drive of a house.
I am drawn inside. The inside is a big contrast to the world outside. Bright, well lit and cheery inside. Inside I find a short fat old black lady whose presence I feel and recognize as the same as that which has appeared in my dreams as many different women. This manifestation is somehow different. The love emanating from her is" tuned" a little different ... either that, or I am somehow different myself?? and such is bringing a difference to the love being received.??

We talk, but I quickly forget what it was specifically about, though it did have something to do with what I framed up before bed. She has me follow her and we are suddenly as if flying northwards towards some sort of bridge. The city below is receiving the last rays of the days sun as it falls over the horizon to the west. All the street lights lit below as the scene darkens.
I ask if we are flying( as in a plane) asking if she flys? She grins and chuckles as I then understand in the state we are in there is no need for planes. This manifestation is great, as if she is someones dear old grandmother wise beyond wise.
We move lower to the ground along large power lines moving along the bridge. We end up standing on the ground under the bridge. I find myself asking about feelings, emotions and a sense of power I have inside. She again grins and is saying something. I am trying to move the energy I feel inside, as if trying to shape it and discharge it in some sort of useful direction.
Another woman shows up. She comes in as if in a reddish stream of light from the north heading south. She stops and faces us . she is to the north of me facing south. I am facing west and the old woman is to the south facing north. This new woman is young, sexy and has long red hair. As attractive as she is she I sense almost the opposite sort of presence in her than that in the old woman. Diabolic is the word that came to mind in the dream.
She greets the old woman and seems to be moving some energy inside her towards the old woman in a intended detrimental way. I feel this, and somehow I instinctively well up feelings and expend my own energy inside towards intervening. I create a disturbance next to this other woman disrupting her efforts. She takes quick notice of me as if she hadn't realized I was even there. At the same time I seem to know that the old woman brought me here to teach me something and also brought this other young woman here for the same purpose in teaching me something.
The young woman says something to the old woman and calls her by name in here farewell. The old woman responds calling her by her name as well. I immediately seemed to forget both names. Eerily the young woman asks my name, but I do not respond, almost if the old woman is some how mentally compelling me to stay silent. I also have almost a sense that at this point I have no name, and that my earthly persons name is not applicable to that which I am. I smile and wave my hand and she zips away to the west and north again as again if in a blaze of reddish light. The dream ends here.


This one is loaded with metaphor everywhere. Directional, both women, power lines, bridge, everything in it. All speaking to me in each their own way. I'll have to chew on this one later more.

Prior to bedtime, I was sifting through the DV forums and stopped upon the dream interpretation sub forum. Read the sticky posts at the top and a few of the dreams posted and realized that there is nothing to really definitively help anyone help themselves in interpreting their own dreams. Wrestled with writing a article to submit, but kept asking myself who am I to jump in like that...

Still the urge persists..

At bedtime I framed up reacquainting myself with the variety of meanings in my own dreams. Focusing on recalling the keys I used to be familiar when I was keeping track diligently a couple years ago..


All I got for a dream was a very short, at first seemingly meaningless dream..

Dreamview opens into my repair shop out front. Roll up door is open to the east and my perception is facing east looking out the door. Inside its kind of dark, but outside it is bright and moderately sunny with some clouds passing by overhead.
A vehicle drives up from the west and south and parks at the south side of the shop just out of view. The doors open, I actually hear them for a change, and two persons get out. They are my wifes sisters husband and their daughter. The daughter is leading the father, happily hopping and skipping along, as they come across the front of the shop. They are headed north to something down at the other end of the building going on outside. I then woke up.

At first this seemed so short and insignificant. I closed my eyes again and meditated. Went into almost another dreamlike state. Facing east is significant. Seems to face east is to make new realizations. The dc's heading North is also significant in making spiritual progress. At the same time, from other dreams I have had, I also realized that moving upwards is also a sign of spiritual progress and realization.
The vehicle driving up from the south and west is also a symbol of moving along spiritually as is the two persons getting out of it. the vehicle represents ones self, as in body person persona. The two inside that get out represent a higher and lower self, a parent and a child... spiritual writings are plentiful with such metaphor. Male and female also has meaning. All of these things are spoken of in
Christian writings referring to teachings from Jesus as to the inner workings of spirit. All of this speaks to the individual and the inner relationships of one aspect of oneself to another. It all rings bells in texts I have read from Islam to Buddhism, to Hindu teachings and more.
As a note: One must also realize that there is not a "cookie cutter" approach to the metaphors. Meanings can shift from one dream to the next depending upon how the components present themselves overall.

Went to bed without a question again last night, a little frustrated as the wife had her tv on in the bedroom.

Dreamscape opens into a industrial area, a factory . There is a keen awareness that the machinery is to the west, the south is open as if a large storage area. My back is largely to the east, and the north is seemingly out of bounds and walled off somehow. Seemed like it was on a floor with another below it. Machinery was running and people were there, one who I knew that I used to work with. One who was always down and depressed it seemed. Things were not working right, the machinery seems out of adjustment and there was an feeling of frustration and anger hanging in the air that all were becoming tuned into.
View shifts to the front porch of a large two story house with basement. Again facing west here with the south open to a field. Back is to the east and north is again seemingly walled off out of bounds. Off the porch is a large area that is a mix of kitchen area and laundry area. Again anger and frustration seems to fill the air for all to tune into. Lots of dirty dishes and laundry coming in to wash up. I seem to be trying to leave for work but cant seem to get my dishes for breakfast or clothes to put on. They seem to be tied up in the dirty dishes and clothes. I end up going around to the south and then east to the corner of the yard out back and face north near a pole in a tight area. trying to re-hinge a flap of some sorts over something . Two old guys are trying to tell me about this old way of hinging stuff and how it works so I can fix it. Dream ends here without me quite getting it fixed. Seems like they are sticking their hands in to help me.


The meaning of this one seems clear to me. The frustration and anger needs cleaned up inside me. Adjustments need made to my "spiritual machinery" before I can progress and face North again

Went to bed without framing up a question. Been unsure of where to go with the questioning. Dreamview was fast paced and quick changing. There were several scapes that were notable..

One was in the basement of the house I grew up in. I was with others, people I know, family and others. I was looking for something it seemed while at the same time trying to repair something. It seemed I was feeling the presence of what I was looking for somewhere on the backside of a stairwell leading up to another floor. It seemed as if hidden in the structure behind a wall, under the very steps one would walk up to the next floor on.
The view shifts up onto the roof. I am trying to put a elaborate stone/metal one piece chimney cap on the chimney. The chimney area has some sort of temporary structure built over it. I am having to work in this tight area and it is getting frustrating for some reason. As I am looking down the chimney hole, I also feel the presence of what I had been looking for down near the chimney well, down in the structure near the stairwell I was previously at.
The cap is tedious to put in place and just as I think I get it, it falls over and breaks somewhat. Anger arises and it then breaks into many pieces without me throwing it even.

View shifts and I am in a industrial yard driving a load and also walking around at times. This same area is as in another dream I had months ago I now realize, when I was moving material around in a snowstorm with the snow burying everything and making moving difficult.
View shift to driving in a vehicle with family and other stuff packed in it. Snowing, roads are ice covered. Following a empty truck & trailer under a railroad bridge up a hill. It almost does not make it up hill. We follow.
As we go up over the hill towards a big gathering of some sorts. the snow on the road gets worse, the path narrows and comes to high impassible wall right before the turn into the gathering. We back out as the truck ahead of us is also backing towards us back out to the main road again. As we are leaving I notice a very narrow path next to a tree that leads past the mountain of snow into the gathering. One would have to leave their vehicle and all their belongings to go through it.

View shifts back to industrial yard. Starts out fairly sunny out, then slowly begins to darken up to overcast, gray and hazy as the view unfolds as follows. There are problems with the machinery there. Cant find problem, but don't feel as though I really should or need to fix it either. Hard to tell..some sort of apprehension over it. Facing west the path leads out to the edge of the yard towards a green area, a grassy plain of sorts. To the south is a large dark building very tall. I feel indifferent to it and the plains to the west also. To the north is a large run down hotel of sorts . Double floored blocks of rooms in rows east to west with doors on north and south sides both.
Suddenly there is a sense of urgency as droves of people are coming , fleeing from what appears to be dead people walking. Zombies of sorts, but not like you see in the movies. Its like they are alive on the outside but dead inside. They are not trying to eat people, but catch them and turn them into more zombies and carry them off to the south.
The people fleeing these zombies are running over others with their cars and trucks while trying to save themselves. No compassion or consideration for anyone else. It seems as though some of the people are making their way to the edge of the green plains to the west, mainly those being pushed aside by the others with no concern. Those people are heading distinctly south.

View shifts and I am up in and around the motel rooms. There are others up there armed, some outside in groups like squads of military in a defense arrangement. Others hold up in rooms organizing. My view follows searching the room and clearing them of zombies. Then a zombie dressed in a helmet and combat fatigues wearing a generals star grabs me and lifts me off the ground. I am hesitant to kill it for some valid reasoning, but then I drop the thought and see myself as being free of it. At that moment I am also witnessing my person pull a large dagger or short sword and cut into the zombies neck pulling the blade on around and severing its head. Free I move into a room through an open south door.
others are in there with weapons, but the reality is really distorted some how. Some of the dc's are part people and part animated cartoon characters of sorts. I leave that room through a north facing door going by others who are entering rooms to clear them. Somewhere here the dream ends

There was also a brief flash in the middle of all the above of the view of a very large ornate building structure. One with a broad base. The building was vary tall and seems as if round in shape built largely of living wood with stone floors and steps upward in a lavish staircase with linings of gold on the rails going up. All I could see was a quick glimpse of the first and second floors, maybe the third. It was like I was seeing through the wall into the first floor but only in one place. Like my view was being channeled through a pipe or tunnel or something. The second floor and up was hazy and unclear. It was a very quick glimpse and then gone....

When I first woke up I could not seem to remember a lot of this, but as I wrote I began to recall more in vivid detail piece by piece. Also couldn't see at first any real meaning, but the first part with the house structure has a lot of meaning. There is something yet hidden within me I need to find. I need to first frame up a question as to what it is before I can hope to find it. The meaning of the chimney cap is not clear. The glimpse also has meaning in the structure seen relating to myself in a future moment.

The zombie business also has meaning as to the world around us and what is happening..

The snow covered road and path out of the vehicle reminds me of the bibles teaching of a camel going through the eye of a needle. IE as in having to leave your worldly self and concerns to pass through the gate , just as you would if you were a traveler with a camel going to enter a ancient city through a needle gate of a castle to gain entrance. One would have to dismount, and leave the camel outside to get in. This whole dream is worthy of more looking into..

Last night before bed I went through my old archived dream journal and began reading the several pages of dreams and notes therein. .. Re familiarizing myself with the key metaphors that are generally present in all my dreams. Brushing up on the language so to speak.

The dreamview is not quite so dark as the last dream, in fact though the sky seems clouded over, it is fairly light out. The perception is as if traveling over the landscape above some highways heading west, though I keep throughout the dream looking back to the north again and again.
There were numerous incidents of my phone ringing and me talking to my father who was constantly giving me things to do, distracting me from following the roadway. There were other distractions as well, but do not remember the specifics.
Then I felt a presence, a woman. At first when I saw her, I took her to be someone locally, but I "felt" her presence and knew she represented my inner Self . Of this and in this there arose a lucidity that transcended the rest of the dream playing out around us . She went into a building. It was as if a roadside in, kind of dilapidated, but solid. Nothing like the bombed out buildings of the previous journal entry.
She had a rope tied to a horse which was laying on the floor on its side as if half dead. She was lying back on a couch. I plopped down on the couch next to here feeling as though I missed her and wanted to hug her. I said to her ( in direct transmission of thought as most communication happens in my dreams) that I have neglected her, and needed to pay more attention to her. There was a very warm feeling of love in her and she said to me that Yes, you need to pay more attention to me.

This dream was true and to the point as I had taken it . I have neglected myself the last 2 years to a large degree. Stagnated on the path, but not having left it. The half dead horse she was dragging around likely represents me. Seems I need to get up and pull my own spiritual weight again and start progressing on the path again. The love spoken of is beyond the love of desire, it is as I describe love here:

http://www.dreamviews.com/ask-tell-m...ut-love-2.html

From about 2 days ago..

The dreamscape is a dark, grim set of scenery. Mainly a town and the countryside surrounding it devastated by what appears to be a civil war. Buildings half there, reduced to rubble, others barely habitable. People staying inside mostly, but some bands of armed citizens outside engaged in conversation and normal activities of living.
A variety of ethnic backgrounds present, some of which I would have apprehension, if not fear about normally given the circumstances of their dress and being armed, however I note a peaceful feeling of calm in their presence here.
The dreamview is constantly shifting around the area, following some persons, then others. There is much detail that I do not remember now. The view then shifts to armored military vehicles getting ready to deploy. I feel some need to get their attention, but shift away to follow something else in the dreamview. I am as if flying over the field of vision taking in all the scenery in this dark landscape. No body , just the perception. There is a thought that arises, but I lose it quickly. Then the entire dream begins to fade to a black emptiness that does not have an empty feel to it.
At the point where the fading begins I hear music playing. It is however much more than just hearing. I literally see the music and feel it. The music is above the viewpoint kind of and to the right in the form of whisps of light. This is what was playing:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_QZjJU-mtFU

It was just the refrain that was playing, but it was an experience to be well noted, as it was so vivid and clear

Light up the world

Shine with Me

Love is the answer


Over and over it played.
I actually became awake while it was still playing and the dream was still happening. Opening my eyes into the bedroom the music began to fade slowly till it was gone.

What I do not remember... was the question. However the question my be in another form. Buildings in my dreams represent myself, my current state of being, and perhaps current progress in understanding my true condition. The war torn buildings in this dream may represent crumbling of my progress from neglect and distraction. There were no women in this dream, and this is key. Key, because a woman in my dream usually represents some facet of my inner higher consciousness, God so to speak .
I also note one more item of significance.. that being that in the musical refrain playing there was one word that was different from the actual song. In the dream, it says "Shine with me". In the music by Englan Dan, it is "Shine on me". The feeling was clear in the dream.. that the singing was from the perspectinve of the higher inner consciousness. This word change is very significant