Originally posted by irishcream
Okay, this was part of a dream i had last night, and before we start, in spite of the rather psychedelic nature of things, i don't do drugs, i didn't eat cheese before i went to bed...i'd just really like to know what the significance of this symbol is, being as i can't seem to relate it to waking life...
I had images of magicians, they started out looking like something you'd see in The Sword and the stone...and then it went back down through the ages, right through egyptian times and further beyond that...whilst 'following' this train of thought, i was transported through time along with these magicians. *I eventually found myself in a wasteland, standing in front of an indeterminate creature, who was standing in front of a cast iron pot, stirring it over a fire.
The key message i picked up in this dream was that i was looking for something, but i can't thing what...or i have to be looking for something, there's something i need to find...
I'm trying to work out what it is i need to be looking for...also, are magicians a sort of archetype?
I'm wondering if this is to do with that whole thing about my dreaming mind going onto the next level...part of my internal 'spiritual quest'
This dream was very colourful, very kaleidoscopic...just...weird, i think.
Yes, Magicians suggest the Quest for the Philosophers Stone -- the Formula for transmuting Base Metals to GOLD, which stands for the Transformation of Animal Self to the Spiritual Immortal Self. What you are looking for is the Secret of Immortality.
We must be on about the Same Page in our Spiritual Developments. Just last week I had a dream that I was at a Party for Members of the various Spiritual Organizations and Communities. Suddenly we were under attack and we had to bar the doors. We suspected that Demons were going to burst the doors and come in and kill us. At first I was pleased that I was relatively far from the front door, and then it occurred to me that I was the closest of all to the back door and would be among the first killed if the attack came from that direction. But I decided to accept my fate whatever it would be. As soon as I thought that, a very hefty Guru Archetype came up to me and asked me to hold out my hand, and he poured Gold Dust into my palm and told me that I was at that stage where now that could useful to me... I forgot his exact words. But it brought to mind something I had read from some translations of some old Chinese Yoga Treatises, that at a certain point the Circulation of the Qi crystalize and catalyze into the Gold Elixer of Immortality -- that the Philosopher Stone Traditons of the West are exactly mirrored in the Traditions of the East.
This is off the point, but just later in that same dream, this one young man from some parallel spiritual organization to my own approached me with some degree of disdain, complaining that I had won several Awards for some of my desert recipes. His primary complaint was that I had received a great deal of help from my Angels. Everyone else had worked on their own, and he objected that I brought to the Contest Table the Creation of these Heavenly Agents. I tried to console him by joking that I had bought many of the ingredients, but I am afraid my levity only antagonized him all the more.
I suppose this indicates that even among the Spiritual Community we have those who feel they must be 'rugged individuals'. however, one must look at Spirituality as something of a Blessing and a Curse. We know that often the Curse seems to be that we must surrender our Personal Wills and Desires to the Greater Community. But the inverse Blessing is that we can sometimes expect this same Heavenly Community to occassionaly come to our own assistence. We give. But then sometimes we get. Spiritual People should understand both sides. It is not just about giving giving giving, and that we should not be embarrassed or ashamed that every once in awhile the Angels give us something back.
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