Precipice

Dream:

I am standing with a small group of people who I am leading by bike on the way home. We find ourselves on the top of a vertical mountain wall, at least 100 feet tall. 

I wake up with the awful feeling in my body – “we can’t get home.” I think of Carlos Castaneda who came to a precipice with his teachers Don Juan and Genaro, got the command “jump!” …and he did , and found himself transported to another landscape completely.

Suddenly it is clear to me that I am the dreamer – and I/choosing ego as my teacher/ dream up limitations between me and freedom – and then believe in the convincing appearance of what I have created – and the laws of the separated world I have created (“I” meaning the Son of God beyond time and space.)

Now I go to the mind and forgive my fear of love and my choice for separation – and Blue asks me if I am ready to look at and be with some of the blocks I have chosen to place between me and awakening? not needing to re-live – just being willing to be OK with all the images – and if I sense feelings in the body while doing this, just being with them?

Sure!

Really disgusting images come – they are experienced from Presence, easy to forgive and put on the altar – then there is an image of something I found disgusting about my mother at her deathbed. Blue is telling me to do something with it, and even though I think I will die from disgust, I do it – and suddenly my mother is alive and for the first time in my life she is completely present and blesses me and thanks me a thousand times – seeing what I did as a strong sign of love that brought her out of a limbo she has been living in since her death. A little like when the Prince awakened Princess Rosebud after 100 years sleep –

The feeling of being with her soul, free from her role as mother is exquisite

Please note that nothing written here is intended as medical advice. Readers who think that they need help with a physical or psychological condition are advised to seek a qualified opinion.

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