Tag: beliefs

Dream, A Visit from Shiva?

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Dream…


I am a teenager in a large open house with a few other people and I am gleefully ripped on acid.

(It has been a long time ago, but some memories linger)

There is not a lot going on in the dream. I am just wandering around feeling wonderful.

I think to myself, “God, I love this stuff!”

I ran into a dream friend of mine that usually appears as a black giant. I am startled to see him. I confirm a healing he brought to me a long time back. We exchange a few words.

I look out the south front door and there are a small group of young people sitting on the grass watching others act out scripts. It is reminiscent of the school the movie Billy Jack was centered around. (1971)

Some people I didn’t know entered from the southwest and I thought I had woken from the dream.

I lay on my back looking towards the wall of the bedroom and I see some images start to form. They were faces changing their features and then they turned into a cross between a stag deer and a dragon.

It shifted again and became a huge cream-white bull. Its head must have been at least six feet long and its horns extended wider than the bedroom walls.

A white patch appeared on his forehead where a third eye would be and started to glow. The whole bedroom was lit up like daylight.

When the image faded I got up to go to the restroom and the room was still light, when I came back the room was pitch black as a room should be at 11:23 at night.

I am not sure when I was actually awake…

This is the second dream where I wasn’t sure if I was awake or asleep and there was a presence in the room.

I think the acid trip was the easiest way to show an altered state.

The black giant was there to confirm how I was doing with healing.

The bull could represent the Deity Shiva from Hinduism because of the third eye.

It is the best I have felt when I woke up in years.

Gifts from beyond.

Balls of Possibility

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Like a Christmas tree adorned with clear glass balls our future possibilities hang before us.

Every foreseeable and unforeseeable outcome suspended in time, waiting to form.

Each living possibility waiting to expand as it is directed.

Each event or thought birthed by us or those around us affect the contents of all the balls.

They continually adjust to the flurry of change.

Change is brought on by numerous events, but we tend to fixate on the most dramatic,

and fail to see the little changes that proceeded it.

Our future goals can seem to be unreachable.

It seems some dramatic huge event must happen to bring it to fruition.

Start making the little changes and all related possibilities in your possibility balls will change with it.

A steady process of changes in the right direction will allow the dramatic event to expand.

Thoughts are always the predecessor to change, a change in thought will affect more balls than by action alone.

We Color the Page

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Traditionally we see our Gods through words visualized, an outline of form we color with our thoughts.

These outlines were passed down from elders to youth and from receiver to written page and many truths were and are preserved through this tradition.

The youth adapt the pictures to the procession of change and pass them down again.

The forms of God that were too ridged to conform to change fade away, lost to the transition.

These written words are an attempt to stall change and preserve a moment so others can gain, but the Creator Of All, the All There IS is too grand to be fully contained in ancient scripts or carved stones.

The All There IS is a living presence always coming to us, adapting to our needs and is never a distant stranger waiting for our approach, for we are one.

Stop Comparing

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If we always compare what we are receiving with what we were taught, it is difficult to change our beliefs.

At some point must choose to believe that the new we are receiving is valid.

We will always stay at the same place if the new must fit into the parameters of the old.

Persistent Traffic

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Persistent traffic creates a rut of packed soil.
Persistent thoughts create a durable belief.
Our beliefs are how we choose to navigate our lives.
The statement, “I feel like I am in a rut,” may be a more accurate assessment of our thought patterns than we realize.
It is difficult to start a seed in packed earth.
Even if you fill the rut with fresh soil the hardpack beneath it will not allow the root to reach a depth that will allow survival in stressful times; often the hardpack needs to be broken up or removed.
We always have the choice of venturing onto a new path, one of our own design or even temporarily retracing the steps that others have provided.
Once you begin a new path no matter by whom it was created, it becomes your own, for it is our steps that clear the way.
It sometimes takes a while to see the path clearly and stressful times can detour your progress, but every time we challenge a belief that is no longer useful to us, we pick away at the hardpack and clear the way to a new path for ourselves.
Our ruts were created by choices, our way out of them is created in the same way.

Binoculars

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Many of us are taught that we are spiritually distant and that we are separated from a distant Creator.

It is as if we need binoculars to find our way.

What if we the contact we seek is closer than we were taught?

What if our Creator we seek is within us and the illusion of separation is just that, an illusion?

In quiet contemplation we lose the need for binoculars for we begin to see and feel that we and our Creator are one.

As we begin to search from the interior of our core, we find we are closer than we supposed.

Housekeeping

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Changing beliefs is a like housekeeping.

It is easy to track in unuseful things, our broom is our emotions, how does this make me feel, is this trust or is this fear?


Trust, compassion and love uplift and bring calm, fear always stirs the pot.


Cleaning house is usually more of a process of discarding than of acquiring.


Sweeping out the undesirable is a matter of choice.

We are blessed with creative freewill, if fear lingers, we sometimes need to remove its source, it is often a stain like memory or teaching, sometimes we need to replace a belief completely, but it is always a freewill choice.

I have a thousand eyes

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Our mental consciousness is like a head with a thousand eyes.

Which eye we choose to focus with sees a different place.

The eyes are like a thousand doors to anywhere and the door we pass through is always a personal choice.

The views we see through any eye is created by our beliefs and the doors we choose to pass through is because it leads to where we believe we need to be.

Creative choice is always ours, for our thoughts creates our worlds.

When we decide to see through a different eye or try a different door, we open up infinite possibilites and can go to wonderful places, the places of our wildest dreams.

Sit in quiet communion with your soul and from this silence a newness is formed.

We begin to see the vastness of unlimited choice and how to make it our own.

We are a formless glimmer of creative Consciousness and from this formless glimmer our experienced realities are born.

Chemical Reactions

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Emmerson said, “The ancestor of every action is a thought.”

It would follow that, the ancestor of every emotion is also thought.

Our thoughts produce chemical reactions in our neurons.

Our emotions are those chemical reactions interpreted by our neurons.

The more our thoughts are in alignment with Source, the better we feel.

Pay attention to your thoughts today and speak nicely to yourself.