The Dreamers' Dive - Integral Post-Metaphysical Spirituality2024-03-28T20:21:20Zhttp://integralpostmetaphysics.ning.com/forum/topics/the-mantiak-moon?commentId=5301756%3AComment%3A49804&feed=yes&xn_auth=noMy interpretation of that dre…tag:integralpostmetaphysics.ning.com,2013-07-11:5301756:Comment:497462013-07-11T21:21:36.528ZDaviduhttp://integralpostmetaphysics.ning.com/profile/Davidu
<p>My interpretation of that dream fro a dozen or so years ago:</p>
<p>The dream was really about spiritual development and realizing potential. The bear represented my presence and mankind represented my ego, my world of thought. And so the ego was appreciating presence, not afraid of it but loving it.</p>
<p>The whole dream was a symbolic response to a line in yesterday's email to you about the ego checking with presence before formulating thought. This dream represents this 'self'…</p>
<p>My interpretation of that dream fro a dozen or so years ago:</p>
<p>The dream was really about spiritual development and realizing potential. The bear represented my presence and mankind represented my ego, my world of thought. And so the ego was appreciating presence, not afraid of it but loving it.</p>
<p>The whole dream was a symbolic response to a line in yesterday's email to you about the ego checking with presence before formulating thought. This dream represents this 'self' acclimating to a new understanding resulting directly from recently experiencing the emptiness in it's current depth. As Ken Wilber describes, "<em>So evolution goes past what went before, and because it includes and embraces what went before there is an inherent directionality, a drive towards increasing depth, increasing value, increasing consciousness.</em>" </p>
<p>This reorganization of the self and its thought processes is currently going on inside me and I seem to be moving from an object based awareness to a more subjective awareness that has its basis in this emptiness.<br/> <br/> <cite>Davidu said:</cite></p>
<blockquote cite="http://integralpostmetaphysics.ning.com/forum/topics/the-mantiak-moon#5301756Comment49864"><div><div class="xg_user_generated"><p>I dreamed I was a big, reddish-brown grizzly bear. I moved through the landscape, my world, content doing bear things. I remember going from woods to fields and clearings. Then I became mankind looking at the bear and collectively appreciating it. We led it to a place in the woods to a small clearing in front of a large sign which was a thank-you card. Mankind knew the bear didn't know what it meant, but loved and appreciated the bear for just being itself and doing its natural thing. Mankind felt tremendous warmth for the fact that the bear was true to itself and its nature.</p>
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</blockquote> Perhaps that fierce, unruly,…tag:integralpostmetaphysics.ning.com,2013-07-11:5301756:Comment:495912013-07-11T21:16:57.262ZDaviduhttp://integralpostmetaphysics.ning.com/profile/Davidu
<p>Perhaps that fierce, unruly, <i>'head'</i> lion was a symbol of my ego-self, that later changed to become an aging, worldly Greg Allman, with a lion's <i>mane</i> of <i>golden</i> hair. He realized the importance of <i>presence</i>, my <i>fountainhead</i> from the <i>ground</i>, the essence. So the 'Greg', (<i>ego)</i> set desire for it in order to expand. And the Greg/ego is impatient, because he feels he's aging and running out of time. </p>
<p>This is common pattern for spiritual…</p>
<p>Perhaps that fierce, unruly, <i>'head'</i> lion was a symbol of my ego-self, that later changed to become an aging, worldly Greg Allman, with a lion's <i>mane</i> of <i>golden</i> hair. He realized the importance of <i>presence</i>, my <i>fountainhead</i> from the <i>ground</i>, the essence. So the 'Greg', (<i>ego)</i> set desire for it in order to expand. And the Greg/ego is impatient, because he feels he's aging and running out of time. </p>
<p>This is common pattern for spiritual searchers, and I suppose '<em>all-man</em>'. We experience something and the ego-self grabs at it, but can only grasp its memory. The memory of the experience is to be pursued as a desire, or avoided as a fear. This new and deeper awareness of the emptiness, essence or <em>wellspring</em> to direct awareness has definitely taken hold within me. I can't unlearn this either. I can hide, I can run, but I can't undo being aware. </p>
<p><br/> <br/> <cite>Davidu said:</cite></p>
<blockquote cite="http://integralpostmetaphysics.ning.com/forum/topics/the-mantiak-moon#5301756Comment49865"><div><div class="xg_user_generated"><p>I dreamt I was in a pride of lions and I was the biggest, fiercest lion with the loudest growl. I growled at the others to keep order. I was the head lion.</p>
<p>Then I changed to become the creation of all music. I was a fountainhead of music bubbling up from deep in the ground, and I also had a childlike presence. Greg Allman came to my wellspring with his long blond hair and he said. "I need to learn your song, kid. I don't have time, I need to learn your song now." That was the end of the dream</p>
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</blockquote> At the time, more than a doze…tag:integralpostmetaphysics.ning.com,2013-07-11:5301756:Comment:498662013-07-11T21:06:48.802ZDaviduhttp://integralpostmetaphysics.ning.com/profile/Davidu
<p>At the time, more than a dozen years ago, I tried to relate the dream to my waking life prior to the dream. I said:</p>
<p>I think the <em>sweet dream</em> seems to deal with my attempts to be in the moment, and not drift away in thought, as I try to do in meditation and everyday life. So that <em>awareness</em> is the sweet thing, and as such has become my desire. And so I objectified the true subjective. I think therefore I'm not!<br></br> <br></br> <cite>Davidu said:…</cite></p>
<p>At the time, more than a dozen years ago, I tried to relate the dream to my waking life prior to the dream. I said:</p>
<p>I think the <em>sweet dream</em> seems to deal with my attempts to be in the moment, and not drift away in thought, as I try to do in meditation and everyday life. So that <em>awareness</em> is the sweet thing, and as such has become my desire. And so I objectified the true subjective. I think therefore I'm not!<br/> <br/> <cite>Davidu said:</cite></p>
<blockquote cite="http://integralpostmetaphysics.ning.com/forum/topics/the-mantiak-moon#5301756Comment49582"><div><div class="xg_user_generated"><p>In the dream I was returning to the past, walking streets, riding on the bus, going back. The past was not the same, however. The same streets didn't go to the same places. The past had been altered so that my past was only partially familiar as the present had become mixed with the past. I walked into a department store and one whole vast section had displays of nothing but desserts, puddings and cakes and bowls of sweet cream things, and rich chocolate poured over various <i>delectables</i>. I was attracted to a bowl of chocolate icing that looked so good. I reached for it and placed a spoonful of it in my mouth like a lollypop. It tasted so sweet on my tongue the way I remembered it did as my mother used to make a cake and hand me a spoon with icing on it. </p>
<p>Then I went into another building, a men's store, and some people recognized me but I didn't know them. This is a common experience in my everyday life. I could tell some of them didn't like me for some reason. Two of them hated me. But since I was someone important they kept their distance. Others I met for the first time liked me and they were courteous and pleasant as if I were a valued customer.</p>
<p>As I passed through other buildings and stores of my past the doors didn't open to the same places, things were different. I walked outside and met an old business acquaintance and began telling him about my Porsche, and I pictured it, but I remember knowing I couldn't get to it anymore. Then my wife was there and she was telling someone about it, and I remember she got it all wrong. Then my wife and I were sitting in church and she kept looking up at something on the wall above us that meant something to her, but I remember it meant nothing to me. </p>
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</blockquote> Last night I dreamed I had th…tag:integralpostmetaphysics.ning.com,2013-07-11:5301756:Comment:497442013-07-11T20:32:14.568ZDaviduhttp://integralpostmetaphysics.ning.com/profile/Davidu
<p>Last night I dreamed I had the Lone Ranger's guns. The Lone Ranger, Roy Rogers and Gene Autrey all owned these twin forty-fives. They were very special pistols, polished silver with intricate engraving and snow-white, ivory grips. They had weight and felt substantial in my hands and in the holster against my hips strapped tightly against my thighs. I was going to use these guns to go after the bad people who kidnapped my girlfriend. The dream went on and involved various people…</p>
<p>Last night I dreamed I had the Lone Ranger's guns. The Lone Ranger, Roy Rogers and Gene Autrey all owned these twin forty-fives. They were very special pistols, polished silver with intricate engraving and snow-white, ivory grips. They had weight and felt substantial in my hands and in the holster against my hips strapped tightly against my thighs. I was going to use these guns to go after the bad people who kidnapped my girlfriend. The dream went on and involved various people including my brother, and I realized as I awakened that I was in fact all the people in the dream, I was everyone. That was the end.</p>
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<p>The underlying feeling of the dream was admiration for the guns and confidence that I had what I needed to accomplish what I wanted. </p>
<p>My interpretation of the dream was that it was an illustration of my becoming familiar with my nature, <i>my</i> 'special guns', and feeling confident that this nature will lead me to the relationship I want with all of existence, where I am everyone and everything, where I will become united with my basic desire for true relationship. My interpretation feels correct because it resonates with my waking thoughts during the day.</p>
<p>Well hombre, I think I'll ride off into the sunset to sounds of, "…who was that masked man?"</p> The underlying emotion was fe…tag:integralpostmetaphysics.ning.com,2013-07-11:5301756:Comment:496902013-07-11T20:26:43.586ZDaviduhttp://integralpostmetaphysics.ning.com/profile/Davidu
<p>The underlying emotion was fear turning to anger. My usual reaction to fearful dreams. But when I fully awakened it dawned on me that I was, in fact, the Devil. The Devil even felt like me in the dream. It illustrated for me how the anger and the fear were my own projections, and I smiled at my reaction to look outside myself in the dark corners of the room. The Devil wasn't there, he's in <em>here</em>! I went back to sleep feeling everything, not just the Devil, was indeed my own…</p>
<p>The underlying emotion was fear turning to anger. My usual reaction to fearful dreams. But when I fully awakened it dawned on me that I was, in fact, the Devil. The Devil even felt like me in the dream. It illustrated for me how the anger and the fear were my own projections, and I smiled at my reaction to look outside myself in the dark corners of the room. The Devil wasn't there, he's in <em>here</em>! I went back to sleep feeling everything, not just the Devil, was indeed my own projection. I wanted to carry that realization into the morning.</p>
<p><br/> <br/> <cite>Davidu said:</cite></p>
<blockquote cite="http://integralpostmetaphysics.ning.com/forum/topics/the-mantiak-moon#5301756Comment49688"><div><p>I dreamed I was having dinner with the Devil. The Devil was a rich man who lived in a large house in the wealthy suburb of Philadelphia known as 'The Main Line'. The Devil was very friendly and charming, like Frazier. At the dinner table he was telling me about his plans to renovate the large house but instead of adding floors going up, they went down. He hadn't decided if he was going to add below the eighth floor. I knew the Devil well and when I was leaving we hugged goodbye so that my head was alongside of his, so I couldn't see his face. I held him tight as he started to growl because I was afraid of what he was changing into, I started to get angry. The more he growled the angrier I got as I said in his ear over and over, "Don't do it! Don't do it!" Then I woke up angry and jumped out of bed looking in the dark corners of the room. It was 1:41 AM.</p>
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</blockquote> I dreamed I was having dinner…tag:integralpostmetaphysics.ning.com,2013-07-11:5301756:Comment:496882013-07-11T20:20:18.082ZDaviduhttp://integralpostmetaphysics.ning.com/profile/Davidu
<p>I dreamed I was having dinner with the Devil. The Devil was a rich man who lived in a large house in the wealthy suburb of Philadelphia known as 'The Main Line'. The Devil was very friendly and charming, like Frazier. At the dinner table he was telling me about his plans to renovate the large house but instead of adding floors going up, they went down. He hadn't decided if he was going to add below the eighth floor. I knew the Devil well and when I was leaving we hugged goodbye so that…</p>
<p>I dreamed I was having dinner with the Devil. The Devil was a rich man who lived in a large house in the wealthy suburb of Philadelphia known as 'The Main Line'. The Devil was very friendly and charming, like Frazier. At the dinner table he was telling me about his plans to renovate the large house but instead of adding floors going up, they went down. He hadn't decided if he was going to add below the eighth floor. I knew the Devil well and when I was leaving we hugged goodbye so that my head was alongside of his, so I couldn't see his face. I held him tight as he started to growl because I was afraid of what he was changing into, I started to get angry. The more he growled the angrier I got as I said in his ear over and over, "Don't do it! Don't do it!" Then I woke up angry and jumped out of bed looking in the dark corners of the room. It was 1:41 AM.</p>
<p></p> Wow, very interesting. I had…tag:integralpostmetaphysics.ning.com,2013-07-11:5301756:Comment:497432013-07-11T20:18:26.847ZBalderhttp://integralpostmetaphysics.ning.com/profile/BruceAlderman
<p>Wow, very interesting. I had just been thinking about a similar dream I had long ago, in which I dreamed I was Mozart's mouth. <em>Time</em> showing us her <em>conductivity</em>...</p>
<p>Wow, very interesting. I had just been thinking about a similar dream I had long ago, in which I dreamed I was Mozart's mouth. <em>Time</em> showing us her <em>conductivity</em>...</p> I had a dream last night I ca…tag:integralpostmetaphysics.ning.com,2013-07-11:5301756:Comment:496872013-07-11T20:18:08.268ZDaviduhttp://integralpostmetaphysics.ning.com/profile/Davidu
<p>I had a dream last night I can't really interpret with any confidence. I was in college and I had a shiny new, luxurious Jaguar. There was pride in ownership. I went away for a weekend but couldn't take my car. I had to park it in the college parking lot. Then I went on my long trip somewhere down south. When I returned I couldn't find my Jaguar. I searched frantically on foot, but it took so much time. My stomach sank each time I looked in a section of the parking lot and it wasn't…</p>
<p>I had a dream last night I can't really interpret with any confidence. I was in college and I had a shiny new, luxurious Jaguar. There was pride in ownership. I went away for a weekend but couldn't take my car. I had to park it in the college parking lot. Then I went on my long trip somewhere down south. When I returned I couldn't find my Jaguar. I searched frantically on foot, but it took so much time. My stomach sank each time I looked in a section of the parking lot and it wasn't there. I was heartbroken and had to call the police. I half awakened a few times feeling the sadness and loss. Then I awakened further I realized I didn't have a Jaguar and I felt relief. When I realized I didn't have the attachment I was so happy, I just felt terrific!</p>
<p></p> I dreamt I was in a pride of…tag:integralpostmetaphysics.ning.com,2013-07-11:5301756:Comment:498652013-07-11T20:11:19.971ZDaviduhttp://integralpostmetaphysics.ning.com/profile/Davidu
<p>I dreamt I was in a pride of lions and I was the biggest, fiercest lion with the loudest growl. I growled at the others to keep order. I was the head lion.</p>
<p>Then I changed to become the creation of all music. I was a fountainhead of music bubbling up from deep in the ground, and I also had a childlike presence. Greg Allman came to my wellspring with his long blond hair and he said. "I need to learn your song, kid. I don't have time, I need to learn your song now." That was the end…</p>
<p>I dreamt I was in a pride of lions and I was the biggest, fiercest lion with the loudest growl. I growled at the others to keep order. I was the head lion.</p>
<p>Then I changed to become the creation of all music. I was a fountainhead of music bubbling up from deep in the ground, and I also had a childlike presence. Greg Allman came to my wellspring with his long blond hair and he said. "I need to learn your song, kid. I don't have time, I need to learn your song now." That was the end of the dream</p> I dreamed I was a big, reddi…tag:integralpostmetaphysics.ning.com,2013-07-11:5301756:Comment:498642013-07-11T20:07:28.689ZDaviduhttp://integralpostmetaphysics.ning.com/profile/Davidu
<p>I dreamed I was a big, reddish-brown grizzly bear. I moved through the landscape, my world, content doing bear things. I remember going from woods to fields and clearings. Then I became mankind looking at the bear and collectively appreciating it. We led it to a place in the woods to a small clearing in front of a large sign which was a thank-you card. Mankind knew the bear didn't know what it meant, but loved and appreciated the bear for just being itself and doing its natural thing. …</p>
<p>I dreamed I was a big, reddish-brown grizzly bear. I moved through the landscape, my world, content doing bear things. I remember going from woods to fields and clearings. Then I became mankind looking at the bear and collectively appreciating it. We led it to a place in the woods to a small clearing in front of a large sign which was a thank-you card. Mankind knew the bear didn't know what it meant, but loved and appreciated the bear for just being itself and doing its natural thing. Mankind felt tremendous warmth for the fact that the bear was true to itself and its nature.</p>