Morning Meds; 11 5 19
Have you ever seen the silver lake that sets on the tip of a Taoist star, nestled into one of it’s hollowed out points?
It’s just beyond the expanse of darkness, where the silence screams so loud you can’t hear a sound and the blackness illuminates all.
I’ve glimpsed it once, led to it down the pathway of a dream.
Two shadow dogs, black and huge, walked through the bushes bordering the northern edge of my yard.
I watched them advance across the lawn to where I stood by the trunk of my car.
The one farther east veered to my right and paced back and forth circling, I heard a faint growl, it’s eyes remained fixed upon me.
The dog to the west came right up to me and stopped, his muzzle even with my pants pockets.
He wasn’t a pitbull, he wasn’t a wolf, his head was wide, his shoulders thick, his eyes stared back into mine.
I slowly reached out my hand so he could sniff it.
I felt helpless, afraid, wary, I knew I was no match for the strength I felt.
The black dog stretched it’s nose forward to smell my hand.
Then before I could move, he clamped onto it.
I felt pain and pressure.
I knew there was no way I could loose myself from his bite.
I stood frozen, afraid to move.
Then I realizing that I had not been bitten, I was being held.
His teeth had not pierced my flesh and inspite of all appearances, I suddenly knew I was safe.
I woke with a start.
If you’re a dreamer, dreams like this are priceless.
My dreams, I think everyone’s dream’s, contain information from dream guides.
They paint messages with symbolic pictures to lead you to what you need to know.
Dreams contain doorways, if you know to look for them.
After you wake, write them down, not only the events, include the furniture, accents, doors, stairways, directions, east, west.
First chance you get, meditate on the dream, revisualize what you were shown.
The black dog took my hand so he could lead back through the bushes where they entered, that was the doorway, I followed.
we came to a large bowl sitting on a pyramid, filled with a silver liquid.
It looked like molten solder or mercury.
I sat down, gazing at it, the two dogs sat down beside me.
I knew that was all I was going that morning.
Back through the bushes, the silence of meditation gathers, the soothing blackness opens.
A massive lake, silver and still, shimmering in the silence.
The pyramid is now the tip of a huge star.
A star as big as a galaxy, the lake the size of solar system.
The lake is setting in a hollowed out point.
For me the lake represents one of the five elements from Taoism.
The feeling generated are similar to a experience I had in a pastlife regression.
In the regression I was seated in a sandy southwestern desert.
I looked across the sands, watching the heat rise in rippling waves.
I was at complete peace with myself and that world.
The rippling waves were pure energy. Why all this information?
Is this lake a real place?
Probably not, but to me it is the location where the energy of the five Taoist elements swirl as one.
A place of synchronized chaos, a symbolic representation of the infinite power of Source.
A place I can visit and marvel at the infinite possibilities.
Dreams are a gift from Source, cherish them.
Cherish the moments that you are loved enough to be visited.