Author: Kevin Burleson

My wife Cheryl and I live in St. Joseph, Missouri. She is retired and watches three of our 12 grandchildren and 1 greatgrandchild. I work as a maintenance man at Highland Community College in Highland, Kansas. I have a BA in Art with an emphasis in ceramics. I am a second degree Reiki practitioner and BQH (Beyond Quantum Healing) practitioner. I started writing spiritual related posts in 2018 and started sharing them on a few different Facebook sites. This site is to consolidate and re-share them. It is also to share short stories based on images seen while in meditation. My hopes are that it will inspire others to use the powerful tool of visualisation to enhance their spiritual journey. Thank you.

Gift of Imagination

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Why is imagination our greatest spiritual gift?

There is nothing made by man that didn’t pass through our gift of imagination first.

It is our greatest tool of individuality for we create for ourselves based on our experiences.

If we are not satisfied with our creations we can always imagine change.

Fighting our creations creates struggles, to accept our handiwork as our handiwork allows us to alter our works of creativity.

If we want peaceful surroundings we must use peaceful means to create them.

It is always the energy beneath the form that animates it.

Seven-degree Map Dream

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Dream
Working in front of a house making something and I am asked, “Have you made the seven-degree map yet?”
I moved closer to the house area, but I don’t recall what happened.

When I returned to where I was working and was relieved to see my saddle was still laying there where I had been working. It was an old saddle from my youth.

I looked to the West across the street at a vacant lot that was overgrown with weeds and thought I should plant some hay there and sell it.

Walking over to the lot I see that I have dug a deep and wide foundation and was waiting for materials.

Questioning myself I wondered if I had gotten all the permits and how much would it cost to have all the steel hauled in so I could line the whole foundation trench with thick steel.

It needed to be able to hold water.

I had to go to the bathroom, so I jumped down into the trench to be out of sight and started relieving myself when I looked up and saw two women to the northwest.

Startled, but hidden I didn’t move.

The lead lady asked, “ Did you make the seven-degree map yet?” I answered, “No, but I will.”
End of dream.

I know the “Making of a map,” has to do with a conversation I recently had on a site called Dream Creators, but the “seven-degree map” didn’t make sense.

I looked up “seven -degree” and to my surprise, it is a rather common term in astrology.

I know nothing about astrology, but there is something called Sabin Symbology having to do with your sign lining up on a certain degree marker.

This is from Sabiansymboligest website.
“Dr. Marc Edmund Jones provides the official meaning of this Sabian symbol in his work, The Sabian Symbols in Astrology:

Pisces 7° A cross lying on rocks

This is a symbol of withdrawal from reality in one aspect as means for regrasping it in another, here dramatized by a wholly unnecessary acceptance of the world’s common repudiation or neglect of an individual’s higher ideals.

Implicit in the static symbolism is the need to be active in the cause of every standard or allegiance through which life has been made worthwhile, and the insistent stirring of an inner voice which seeks to quicken the soul to the paramount necessities of its existence.

The keyword is CONSCIENCE.

When positive, the degree is a rugged independence of inner spirit and a courageous rejection of all outer compromise, and when negative, utter timidity of self-interest…. Are you clear on that now? Do we have a 5:5? Have you got the message? We’ve made this mess, so we have to clean it up. No one else is going to do it for us. That’s engraved in stone, you can count on it. So, be about your business. Do the right thing. Do it now. Give yourself an order you can’t refuse. Make it so, then sign below.”
(Sorry so long)

A saddle stands for your beliefs in a sense, what you are riding on, what is carrying you.

The idea of filling a trench that will hold water is in line with another dream.

To be going to the bathroom in a dream is the idea of letting go of unneeded things.

I think it is so cool when you get something you never heard of before in a dream and it fits exactly where you are.

Dreams are gifts from our higher Consciousness.

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States of Realities

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Traveling through translucent states of variables of reality we squander our wealth here on earth.

Precision and accuracy in our beliefs can pinpoint our state of being and allow us to stay centered.

We are not frail dried leaves blowing in the wind, we are anchored to All There Is, which is steadfast, sure and always at hand, for we are One.

We can focus our intention on where we wish to be, see it as where we already are and let the state envolop us.

When we begin to see what we wish for as already obtained it transforms future into now and now is the moment when everything is created.

Catching a Pinstriped Seal Dream

Morning Meds; 1 20 23 Entering a pool of clear water in a small flat boat past a large outcrop of stone that split the stream. The scenery was similar to the streams in south Missouri and the Smoky Mountains in the eastern U.S. To the south, stood a tall cliff with a ledge of stone shoreline at its base and large metal dock that could rotate towards the north to block the river feeding the pool. The fan blade shaped dock was running the length of the shoreline in an open position resting against the stone ledge. Maneuvering the small flat pontoon like boat past the stone in the stream and over to the northern edge of the pool, I told someone that I wanted to show them something. I tied a lightweight fishing line loaded with bait to the edge of the boat and readied myself to lower it into the water. The deep, clear deep pool was filled with fish as far as could see, many of them looking straight up towards the surface. Seeing a very large one I lowered the bait straight into its mouth. It didn’t fight or struggle, but just sucked it in and instead of fighting it swam up to the edge of the boat and jumped onto the deck. To my surprise it changed into a large pinstriped leopard seal.  Thin yellow stripes ran the length of its body and by its size I thought it was a Leopard Seal, but the markings were wrong. It hung there on the side of the boat half out of the water with its top half on the deck and its tail flippers still in the water. It smiled at me and with a slight jerk of its head it snapped the line. I felt bad that I had caught him with a hook. End of dream. Looking up seals they are considered in most cases to be a lucky creative sign. Yellow being the only thing in color, speaks of emotions.

Mapping locations

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Mapping the locations of locations in the locationless sea of Consciousness

Where portals open to anywhere and everywhere?

Where things that can’t exist do?

Where the only compass to guide you is your morality?

Where imagination natures beyond childish to adult?

Where concepts become things, thoughts walk and words live as entities?

Where the energy unseen, is seen and heard?

Where the constraints of size don’t exist?

Where the laws of physics dissolve?

Where direction is meaningless?

Where oceans exist within oceans and mountains float within Clouds?

Where lowlands of swamps and inhabitable deserts coexist with Utopia and Paradise?

Where time can become water or solidify into crystals of sand?

Where our form can shift and meld with a thought?

Where we can be what we are by being what we are not?

Where we learn we are not what we thought we were?

Where we realize we are much more than we were taught?

Where the extremes of duality reach to infinity yet can merge into a single spec of emptiness?

Where we realize that we are but a shimmer of Consciousness?

Where love and hate, light and dark, good and evil congeal as one?

Where we realize that separation is a fluke?

Where we catch a glimpse of Lao-tzu’s Tao, the Buddhists Beyond the Beyond, Hinduisms Brahma, the “In the beginning God”, Seth’s All There Is?

Where mankind’s attempts to describe the indescribable stand and point into infinite space saying “There is so much more.”

Where all Energy formed and unformed dance at our fingertips for all eternity.

Where we search for the home, we never left?

The locations of locations in the locationless sea, is just a step of focused intent beyond what we thought was real.

Once the glass between them is broken or the vail is parted or we follow a living whim, we are altered in a profound way.

We realize that the perceived boundaries we have used to shape our world are as frail and as illusionary as those within the locationless sea.

Cloud Removal

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Many people believe that to have a pleasant afterlife we need the gift of forgiveness.

To make our time on Earth more pleasant we need to give ourselves the gift of forgiveness.

Not forgiving ourselves creates a world clouded by shame.

This cloud hides all the wonderful traits we possess and creates unnecessary boundaries.

Our core is 100% Source energy.

With the cloud removed, we are free to be our true selves.