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1. State your intention to remember your dream, right before you go to sleep.

2. Don’t get right up as soon as you wake up. Lie there awhile. Forgo the urge to run right to the bathroom. Dreams will often come flooding back if you stay in bed longer after you wake.

3. Then jot them down, or get on here and post

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I have had 2 dreams about seeing my friend Jennifer’s baby, which isn’t born yet (due in 9 days I found out). In this last dream I had yesterday, the baby, Eli, looked like mini-Jennifer- lotsa dark hair and light blue eyes. Her girlfriend, Sandy, was in the dream too and Sany looked different than I’ve ever seen her- she had shoulder length darker hair with streaks of blond or grey in it. When I talked to Jennifer on the phone about the dream, she said, “That IS what Sandy’s hair looks like now!” This really surprised me because I usually get hair completely wrong in dreams. Also, I never thought Sandy’d have longer hair.

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I recently met someone in a dream who can dream travel like me. Both of us seem to have a whole other life when we go to sleep. The weird thing is I have been friends for him for about 10 years and he just moved to my area. He showed up in my dream yesterday, when I was having one of those REAL dreams that I have, and sat down in front of me at a table and I pointed at him and said, “YOU did this on purpose!! You know how to do this TOO!!!” Of course, in waking life, neither one of us really knows how we do it.

Later that day, sitting across the table from him in THIS reality, I asked him if he astral traveled, he gave me a 1/2 astonished 1/2 knowing look and then he told me about his alternative reality that he “wakes up into” when he is asleep. I knew exactly what he was talking about, and he knew what I was talking about throughout the whole conversation. He’s the only other person I know that does what I do. It’s kinda bizarre that he now lives 10 mins from me.

I recently read a book by Heather Valenica and Rolly Kent about the Yaqui Indian Dreaming Women who meet each other in dreams sometimes even before they meet in person and they get drawn together, sometimes over a continent, then recognize each other upon seeing each other for the first time. I wonder if that is what happened with me and this friend, because it surprised me that he moved here.

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I wanted to post about some dreams.

I have noticed in my life, that from time to time I have dreams about flying. The dreams seem to coincide with a) times when I have made life-altering decisions that were freeing or in tune with ‘the way’ , the Tao, or the natural flow of energy; or b) at times when I have been deep into a study of esoteric/metaphysical/spiritual-genre things.

It is important that I note here that I often have this horribly nagging feeling that I have forgotten something vital, and I know that this something vital thing that I was supposed to remember was something I told myself to remember while I was dreaming. Now, I cant remember what that thing was, but I cannot stress enough how important it was for me to remember it and yet- I didn’t.

It might have had something to do with the flying. Like the fact that not only was I dreaming of flying, but that I actually -was- flying.

I have had such dreams about flying that I am certainly convinced that they are not dreams at all, but actual excursions.

One might ask, “Well- what, exactly, of yourself was doing the flying?”

My answer would be that it is that thing of us which is most vital and yet unearthly.

In our limited view we would say, “Oh, well… if your physical body is not lifting up off the bed, then you are not flying.”

To that I must reply that there is no such thing as a physical body… that the real you, which is realer than your illusion of a physical material body is made of energy/consciousness.

When this essence of you is flying… you are flying.

That would be the realest part of you that exists.

But, yes… I digress and get preachy. Sorry.

Ok so… in one of my dreams I realized how to fly as I was being given instruction by a voice or some intelligence. It told me that I simply had to decide to go up by thinking ‘up’ and then go there.

In the dreams I remember often being skeptical, but my dream-self is like my not-dream-self and I try this crazy thing anyway and it always works. The limiting factor is always my disbelief. But the more I do it, the easier it is to do it more.

So, one might say, “So… big deal. How is this important or helpful?”

Well.. I don’t know, exactly. I don’t know that it does anything except give me this incredible sense of freedom. And it makes me aware of how light we are… I mean our essential energy selves (the physical body sensation feels luggish by comparison.) Perhaps it has made me more aware of the true nature of my being… that I am not a body. Also it has left me with the nagging feeling that I have forgotten that I am a being of light, of energy/consciousness.

And maybe since I am a being of light, perhaps I shouldn’t take things so heavily… so seriously-

this is after all, only a human experience I am having and in a moment or so this consciousness will be freed and it wont wake up… well, at least not for awhile.

And then perhaps it will wake up in the womb of another mother.

Perhaps it is important or helpful to know these things. It might make me more peaceful, or it might cause me to be less resistant of the natural flow of things.

These dreams are incredibly real. And I insist that dreams are ‘real’ at least by the definition I understand ‘real’ to be. Dreams are a different reality, but, in my opinion, must be given consideration and respect.

I have woken up from these dreams so utterly convinced that I could fly that I remember once standing on the edge of my bed with my arms out in the air, assuming the flying position, when my husband came into the bedroom and asked me what I was doing.

I told him I was going to fly.

He, of course didn’t believe me.

Then I remembered it was a dream… and I got down off the bed.

Well… that’s all for now.

Thanks Julie for the opportunity to share my thoughts, feelings, ideas etc about dreams.

Peace

J

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On May 18th I had a dream that I ran a red light and caused a wreck, which killed someone and I got charged with vehicular manslaughter. This is the first time I did ho’oponopono to try to change a dream that scared me. In the dream I thought I was drunk, which would be sooo unlike me because of my safety fears.

Last week, I ate lunch with my husband and I split a dessert with him. I have been having low blood sugar spells, so was trying to add some more carbs back into my diet. But they make me feel high. And I am trying to figure out how to balance my diet to stop that. So that day, I ran a red light on the way home and almost caused a wreck. If I’d been a second later or sooner, I would have. I wonder if this is another example of me getting warned and changing things with ho’oponopono.

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Last week I had a dream that someone vandalized my husband, Jason’s, truck. I realized this was a psychic dream because they feel different, so as soon as I woke I did ho’oponopono on it to try to prevent that from happening. (If you don’t know what that is, you can see an article on my website http://www.mystijul.com). In the dream someone had scratched cuss words on the back of the truck with keys. So I told my husband about it and that night we went to Wal-mart. We were sitting eating Taco Bell food in the parking lot and we heard this clanging. We realized someone must be trying to change a tire, but we couldn’t see where. Then we saw these two people go up and they dissapeared behind a truck and we heard them tell the guy who was changing the tires that they saw someone slash his tires and run. Jason looked at me and said, “Well, there’s your vandalism!” The car that got its tires slashed was parked behind a truck like Jason’s- not the same color, but shape. So I was wondering if the ho’oponopono healing changed what was supposed to occur and instead we just witnessed it, instead of experienced it.

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This morning I had a dream that I was at a conference with a friend and we were in a hotel room getting ready to go get some food. Just then a guy with dark hair burst thru the door into the room and the police came in behind him and arrested him there in front of us. His name was Mark McQueen.

I woke up and went outside to take the puppy out only to find 4 sherrif’s cars parked right outside my house. I looked down the road and they had a guy in handcuffs and they put him into the car right at the end of my sidewalk. This was about 5-10 minutes after my dream. This guy didn’t look like the guy in my dream. He was large and had light hair- either white or blond. I never get the specific details of the way things look right in my dream, just the feeling of the whole situation and the jist of it.



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While Conversations with Seth, book 2 says that the Gates of Horn dream suggestion comes from ancient Egypt, the references I found are from Virgil and Homer. It is possible the idea is older though.

From Wikipedia…

The gates of horn and ivory, in Virgil’s Aeneid, are the portals in Elysium through which dreams come to the living world. The gate of horn is the path which dreams that are true travel; false dreams emanate through the gate of ivory:

“There are two gates of Sleep: one of which is said to be of horn,
through which an easy passage is given to true shades, the other
gleams with the whiteness of polished ivory, but through it
the Gods of the Dead send false dreams to the world above.”

The original reference to the Gates comes from book 19 of Homer’s Odyssey when Penelope recounts the origin of dreams (from Robert Fagles excellent translation):

“Two gates there are for our evanescent dreams,
one is made of ivory, the other made of horn.
Those that pass through the ivory cleanly carved
are will-o’-the-wisps, their message bears no fruit,
The dreams that pass through the gates of polished horn
are fraught with truth, for the dreamer who can see them.

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I think I had another healing dream. I removed a mass of something from my tongue on the left side in the back. I felt relief in the dream and when I woke up. It’s almost like I’d had psychic surgery. I had the thought “I’m glad that’s gone!” But I have no idea what it was; just a sense of clearing. Oddly enough, my sense of taste is better today!

Then I had another dream where someone was trying to tell me why he was upset with me and everytime he tried a dog would bark, or a phone would ring or the heater would kick on and be super loud…that was frustrating! He tried 5 times. I still have no idea what he was saying.

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I have been having some very scary dreams lately — night before last the scenario was that I was working while a gigantic block party type scene was going on outdoors (unspecific dream city location). Someone came and told me that everyone’s car was about to get towed, and I went outside to move my car and was confronted with a big giant confusing crowd with all sorts of people pushing and shoving and trying to leave at the same time. I managed to get into my car and was driving out of the parking garage, but had to stop b/c of the crowds of people walking around, coming up the parking garage ramp. I couldn’t drive any further b/c it was literally a SEA of people. Lots of distressed people….and wondering what to do about it…

 OK, and then just last night I had a dream that involved being held up at gunpoint. Very scary, the feeling that I couldn’t do anything to help anyone else or myself. Backed into a corner…

 and then when I wake up, it takes a moment to shake it off, but I go about my day which is usually peaceful and happy and I do not have to confront any such terrifying situations! So i’m trying to figure this out!

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