Through The Door Once More

I think we have moved into a strange transitional “place.” The energies are very sublime, as I feel them, in or out of meditation, but the Field and us are being “moved” somewhere.

A friend had this dream last night which I want to share here. It parallels dreams and feelings I have had about the changes that are happening. I don’t really know what to expect now except to expect the non-normal. I think we better get used to the idea of having a black hole mentality so we can effectively transition to where we are going. -A

***I dreamed that I was with a group of people that were in a social setting of some sort, kind of like a party. Everyone was engaged in some sort of human drama, looking for Mr. or Ms. Right, involved with a bad business partner, in a lawsuit involving an inheritance, in the middle of a very ugly divorce, facing financial ruin and so on.

We get on a boat that was sort of like a ferry and went out to sea. Everyone is talking about their dramas and acting out a bit. One person shows us a supposed heirloom that looks just like our boat. An argument ensues about whether it is real and how to determine that. Finally one person grabs it and scratches it with a knife to see what is underneath. Then one of us, it may have been me, picks it up and while looking at it, it breaks apart. An, ‘oh shit ‘ moment.

Then while this small group within the greater group is cringing over this small broken object, there is this loud cracking noise. The ferry lurches and the front of the ferry has cut loose from the back where the people are and we are adrift. (just how the small object broke). We watch it chug away from us. Instantly we believe we are going to die.

People react in all kinds of ways. Some withdraw. Some argue. Some panic. Some blame. Some apologize and take the blame. Some remain oblivious. Some say, surely the Coast Guard will come save us.

Then, slowly we begin to draw together in small groups, and soon we are saying to everyone come close, come close, come be together. As we stand in a circle as one, we are saying without words, knowing without thought that as long as we are in circle, staying together, we are okay, and then we know that we are a lot better than okay. The last picture of the dream is a circle of light that we are standing in surrounded by darker things, clouds, wind, waves. aaaaaaaaaah (editorial comment).***