Sometimes the benefits of these Auto-Suggestion Programs are a bit indirect. For instance, refer to the Dream described below in which the form the benefits take are in no way that which are literally described in the Auto-Suggestion Program itself. Again it indicates that the Higher Mind does reserve to itself a great deal of creative autonomy, and treats a 'suggestion' as just that -- only a suggestion. But the resultant dreams are perhaps better than anything we could have written and produced ourselves. Take a look:
I had a new Initiation Dream. If you’ve noticed some of my posts lately, I’ve been doing Auto-Hypnosis Suggestion using Word to Voice software. Last night I was running a derivation of a section from Saint Patrick’s Prayer (Christ with me, Christ before me, Christ behind me, Christ within me, Christ beneath me, Christ above me, Christ at my right, Christ at my left, Christ in the fort, Christ in the chariot seat, Christ in the heart of everyone who thinks of me, Christ in the mouth of everyone who speaks to me, Christ in every eye that sees me, Christ in every ear that hears me.) mixed with recitations of the Gayatri Mantra. The dream incorporated the continuously playing audio file as a kind of Incantation of Protection against an immanent attack from demons. The rooms were filled with spiritual people, among whom I was apparently one of the pre-eminent, but only because the Spiritual Level of these particular people was not of the highest caliber. For instance, this one young man, who was handsome, intelligent and upright, came up to me and discussed a complaint he had with me, that I had recently received many awards and favors from the Angels which he felt I did not deserve, and then he went on to enumerate the trivial nature of the presentations I had made which presumably accounted for the rewards – one in particular where I had simply made a dessert, which the Angels had even helped me with, so that the inference was that I was rewarded when I had actually done almost nothing to deserve it. I mentioned that I myself had used a Ganesha Centerpiece (Lord Ganesha, an Elephant God in Hinduism is the Remover of Obstacles) in that presentation and tried to lighten the mood by saying that I had at least paid for that statue myself and could show him the cancelled check, but the man did not think it was all so funny. I saw that levity would not help the situation and I tried to be friendly and reassuring toward this person – he was not a bad man, but quite to the contrary – he was an extremely good man and rather thought I was the one who suffered in the comparison. But he choose to ignore my gestures of goodwill as beneath him. His business was finished with me as soon as he had expressed his contempt. In the dream I decided to shrug it off as one more instance of Spiritual Politics, which, even in the best organizations, seems to be ever present to some degree.
I’ve seen much of that kind of thing, particularly in regards to spiritual competitiveness. It seems that within the Spiritual Community there is a strict pecking order, a precise delineation of status and rank with few horizontal plateaus, but a steep vertical incline where almost nobody is equal to any other, but where everyone is sandwiched between those who are higher and those who are lower. And so you have people who resent those who are placed above them and who grumble over their own allotted slots. Well, these people sort of miss the point. It is their grumbling and innate competitiveness that are keeping them down. These people are seeking Greatness and Glory, but if they ever really thought about Eternity then they would realize that what they should really want is NOT Glory and Greatness, which can provide little real satisfaction or lasting happiness, but what they should be seeking is the sustainable Friendship of Good and Worthy Souls. This you can only achieve in the spirit of humility, whereby one acknowledges the virtues and talents of one’s friends and colleagues without trying to ‘one-up’ them, get the better of them, or treat everything as though it is a game that is being scored and must be won at all costs. One has to be happy that others are happy. And, here, in my dream, was a man who resented me for my Angelic Awards, instead of simply being happy for me.
It isn’t always like that. Years ago I was given a Symbol of Grace from a Dream Guru. It was a Statue of a God or Goddess, but the statue was called “Feet of the Guru”, and one could see actual flowers miraculously flowing from it into the air. It was an odd dream and showed how forward I can be. First the Guru came out and showed everyone this Statue, saying “This is the Feet of the Guru from which all Grace flows”. And then he left the room taking it away. I then turned to the person next to me and lamented that I had not had the presence of mind to simply ask the Guru for it right then and there. But then the door opened and the Guru came through, again with this Statue. Well, I felt like I had put myself on the spot, and so I came forward and told the Guru, “Swamiji, I hope that in some future lifetime I might be worthy to possess such a fine, valuable and important Statue as this “Feet of the Guru””. “Well”, he replied, “Why not just take this one now”. And he handed me the Statue. It was an ecstatic moment, and at first I thought everyone would be jealous of me, but when I turned and looked, everybody was as happy for me as I was – they were all delighted.
But in this present dream I was being judged and falling short of at least some people’s expectations.
But then came the initiation. This particular Dream Guru was one that I had never seen before in a dream, as I would have remembered him. He was very stout. All of my other Dream Gurus had been on the ascetically thin side. But this Guru rather filled out his robes. He looked a bit like Neem Karoli Baba (Ram Dass’s old Guru who died back in the seventies. Here’s a webpage http://www.nkbashram.org/ ) except that he had pure white hair and beard, and the beard was long. It was during my interactions with the jealous young man, that this White Haired Guru approached and poured a small amount of gold dust into the palm of my hand and told me that the purity of that metal would aid and protect me. He appeared to be in a hurry, and though he gave a short explanation, I felt that he somehow simply assumed that I already quite knew sufficiently about it, and so he knew that he only had to say enough so that I would have something to quote later… as I am doing now. Then he turned and walked out of the room. I kept the gold dust in my palm for a moment or two, but then realized that I should ingest it to really derive its benefits.
Upon waking up it occurred to me that I had just crossed over into the Initiation that countless Alchemists had sought – that of the Philosopher’s Stone – the transmutation of base matter into Gold. I had seen references to such language in various spiritual treatises, both of the East and of the West. Particularly that the Transcendent Spirit Body is made up from a golden elixir that must start off with an atom of pure gold. Well, it seems to me that this Dream Guru had just Initiated me with just such an atom of Pure Gold.
I keep insisting with people that Dreams provide Tests which we must pass in order to advance. Well, what did I do in particular to pass anything? Well, my Autosuggestion Program had been running, and suddenly, in a dream, it was being made quite public. Ordinarily I am self conscious about such things. But I decided to think that although some of these many people might have been able to contrive better Incantations for Spiritual Protection, that this one would serve the purpose, and that everybody would be polite enough not to quibble over any noticeable defects, as each person would simply be grateful that it was not their own composition that would be put on display for public criticism. There was also a moment when I had some anxiety about demons breaking down the doors and invading our rooms. I thought that it would be preferable if the demons came in from the far side, so that the others could handle the fighting first, giving myself a greater chance for survival, but then I thought of the doors which were closest to myself, and that if these doors should be first to give way, then I would simply do what would be expected of me and fight my best, and that it didn’t help to worry about such things beforehand. Then there was the jealous and resentful young man. I had taken his criticism almost with too much good nature, deciding that it would be rude not to take the criticism soberly and seriously, and then I tried to extend my friendship. But when it was clear I was being rebuffed, I choose to simply let it go before it could become an unpleasant scene. Doesn’t seem like much in order to deserve a Spiritual Initiation, does it?
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