I have a dream where I am deployed to serve in the military. My main concern is who is going to care for my parents while I’m gone. It is an undercover assignment which will require me to lose my identity. Even I won’t know who I am. With a blink of an eye I slip into another dimension within the playing field. We are in a submarine in a room with many beds. There is a cleaning lady in the room on a break lying on one of the beds. She looks at me and recognizes who I am. With her recognition, I realize I don’t know who I am. The only thing I know is that she knows who I am. There is no turning back now.
The location we are in is under occupation. There are many men walking around who I did not invite here. I had allowed only one person in who in turn allowed the others in. Visiting hours are 2 12 and 5. Everyone here has a blood disease. They throw up on you. One guy has had an outbreak 3 times already. Doorknobs have yellow tags to indicate active infection. Knowing I just arrived on stage here, I instinctively know I’m not infected yet. I go into a restroom where I can be alone to plan out some form of strategy. There is a guy in one of the stalls who is throwing up. I have a sense that he is able to detect that I am not infected. Knowing I must flee, I realize I can fly but I unable to descend. He throws up on me like a bird regurgitating a meal for his young. Outside the restroom door, there is a procession of inmates walking by. In a vision I see a dove crossing a street. Midway the dove begins to transform into a man and continuing his walk across the street.
The scene now changes. The war is over and my mission is ended. We are now at peace. It is inauguration day to welcome in the newly appointed High Commissioner. We are at the Council of Nations. There are television cameras capturing everything about this historic moment which marks the end of the war and the appointment of the new commissioner. Two singers are invited to sing for the new High Commissioner. The cameras pan the League of Nations where many sit. Over the loud speaker I hear them ask one of the angelic voices to stand and be known. “Angel #1 please stand and be known.” The excitement rolls like thunder through though the crowd. A beautiful blond woman stands in the distance and all begin to cheer. Unable to contain her excitement she runs a great distance to arrive at the podium to greet the new commissioner. Her hair is very long and very beautiful and her skin is milky white. She is glowing with admiration. She apparently deeply loves what she is doing to serve the commissioner. They pan the audience a second time and over the loud speaker I hear, “Angel #2 please stand and be known.” Without even thinking she immediately stands and rushs down toward the podium to join with Angel #1. She is a vibrant red head with a milky grey colored skin that is strikingly distinct and beautiful. The two angels stand together at the podium. They hug and kiss as the crowds cheer in a thunderous moment of sheer bliss. Never before have two united as one in this way. As they hug and kiss the blond angel’s hand accidentally cups the breast of the red haired angel. It is an act so natural and befitting of an angel’s innocense and love.
The crowd now becomes completely silent. I am expecting to hear them sing but instead they drop into absolute silence as they look each other in the eyes. In their silence I become lucid and immediately drop into a vision within the dream. I am standing in front of a mirror. In the mirror I can see nothing except my third eye. It is not as I’d expect my third eye to look. My third eye is a radiant crystal suspended before me. Within the crystal I can see the many geometric facets and all the many dimensions contained within it. I can see the matrix a grid that separates the many dimensions. In the one I can see all. Wanting to touch it, I reach out my hand and with my index finger I gently lay my finger tip upon it. It seems to be nowhere yet in many places at once. My sense of touch is in all places where it exists. In response to my touch, my third eye crystal changes color to a brilliant passion red.
I hear a voice asking me to describe it. “What does it look like? Does it look like….?” No I answer…. immediately a wormhole appears with white and yellow light pulsating through it. It is so incredibly beautiful. I ask them if they can see what I am describing. In the wormhole I can see the city of Los Angeles. The buildings are melting away leaving behind the natural beauty of the land.
In recognition of my service to the mission I am granted an inheritance. Since I love animals they give me a pet shop full of many exotic animals. As I walk through the pet shop amazed that this could all be mine I am taken by group of lemurs sitting in an open cage. They are so cute I wonder if they can be held. I invite one to come upon me. He jumps into my arms and begins nibbling on my finger. He is toothless and completely harmless. I am so happy. This is something I will enjoy doing for the rest of my life; finding good homes for these more exotic creatures.
When my alarm sounded I simply opened my eyes for I was already awake. There was no need to snooze my alarm to meditate for I had been meditating all night long. I got up out of bed and marched into the bathroom to pee. Feeling so overwhelmed by my dreams I had to sit down to do my business and ponder over the nights events. As I sat there relieving my bladder I had a vision. Three women approached me. They were exquisitely beautiful. Their ethereal gowns glistened with pink and magenta sequins. Telepathically I heard a single word. “Shambala”.
This night was all over the place. How was I going to make sense of it all, yet I knew it held a profound message for me. Here are some things I discovered while researching.
The term “lemur” is derived from the Latin word lemures, meaning “spirits of the night” or “ghosts“. This likely refers to their large, reflective eyes and the wailing cries of some species (the Indri in particular). Female dominance is a very rare social structure in mammals only observed consistently in hyenas and lemurs.
Shambhala is a Sanskrit term meaning “place of peace tranquility and happiness”. Shakyamuni Buddha is said to have taught the Kalachakra tantra on request of King Suchandra of Shambhala; the teachings are also said to be preserved there. Shambhala is believed to be a society where all the inhabitants are enlightened, actually a Buddhist “Pure Land”, centered by a capital city called Kalapa. An alternative view associates Shambhala with the real empire of Sriwijaya where Buddhist master Atisha studied under Dharmakirti from whom he received the Kalachakra initiation.
The image is from the Kalachakra thangka from Sera Monastery. A “Thangka,” also known as “Tangka”, “Thanka” or “Tanka” is a painted or embroidered Buddhist banner which was hung in a monastery or a family altar and occasionally carried by monks in ceremonial processions. In Tibetan the word thang means flat, and thus the Thangka is a kind of painting done on flat surface but which can be rolled up when not required for display, sometimes called a scroll-painting. The most common shape of a Thangka is the upright rectangular form.
JUNE 20, 2008 — I’m reading Carlos Castaneda’s, “The Teachings of Don Juan: A Yaqui Way of Knowledge” and came across this quote which rings true with where I am along my spiritual path and has resonance with the dream. Here he talks about the 4 things we must overcome. The first is Fear, the second is Clarity, the third is Power and the fouth is …..<haven’t read that far yet>.
“He must do what he did with fear: he must defy his clarity and use it only to see, and wait patiently and measure carefully before taking new steps; he must think, above all, that his clarity is almost a mistake. And a moment will come when he will understand that his clarity was only a point before his eyes. And thus he will have overcome his second enemy, and will arrive at a position where nothing can harm him anymore. This will not be a mistake. It will not be only a point before his eyes. It will be true power.
He will know at this point that the power he has been pursuing for so long is finally his. He can do with it whatever he pleases. His ally is at his command. His wish is the rule. He sees all that is around him. But he has also come across his third enemy: Power!”