Tee hee yes, another dream. I dream every night and each one's just as whacky as the next but I'd like to share this one as it does have a message, plus a little story. :d
Ok so where this one starts off I don't remember. Anyway I was flying around with some friends when I decided to part with them and there was something interesting about a tree in the distance I needed to check out. I found my Master there who told me off for flying around without him being there. We were on another planet, with massive trees. Still just as beautiful though.
We talked about something we needed to do then he told me to take off. (Normally in dreams when it comes to flying it's hard me to do it and it always takes me a couple tries to take off with a run and jump.) I was surprised for once that I was able to take off from a normal standing position with ease. This made me uncomfortable though. My Master soon joined me in flight next to me, then I realized why I had a Master teaching me how to fly. I realized he was going to be with me whilst flying (to my annoyance because I love being free) until I learnt to conquer my rational mind which was preventing me from using my abilities and learn how to cultivate them properly.
We soared above some clouds and I noticed the amazing sunset in the distance. The clouds were reflecting beautiful pinks, oranges, yellows and blues. I began doing crocodile rolls and other sorts of tricks as we were flying out of sheer exhilaration for the sense of freedom it gave me then my Master told me off for having too much fun and reminded me of the serious nature of what we were about to do. :|
We continued flying along (We were flying very fast but we weren't feeling the effects of such speed, it was more like walking along at a normal pace) and he was teaching me how to control my rational mind. When he brought up the subject though I began to lose balance and started to fall when my mind went "Wait, this is breaking the laws of 3D science! This isn't even possible!".
Later on we came across a mountainous valley. We were a few thousand feet up in the air and we began to fight (practice). Then out of nowhere this jerk in his spiritual body (so we couldn't see or attack him) begins attacking my Master. I wasn't able to do anything out of fear of hurting my Master rather than the guy. I was spinning out going "What do I do? What do I do?!" when my Master then fell out of the sky and slammed in to the ground. I tried to dive down to catch my Master as he was falling but the guy smacked me hard and I fell off balance. I managed to somehow grab his hand and fling him off me but he came back and I met the same fate as my Master.
We recovered from that later and continued with the lesson. We were flying lower this time over some strange houses. We landed in what looked like a junkyard for a rest. My Master then shape shifted in to one of the local birds for some reason. He flew up near a tree then was ambushed by some people who had also shape shifted into the same form. Thing is, they all looked identical so I couldn't attack without potentially hurting my Master (Again!!).
They chased him to a wooden structure at the base of the tree then the shape shifters flew off. I ran up to this structure and asked my Master if he was ok. He told me I needed to blast the thing open to free him because something was keeping him stuck in the form of a bird. I tried to and I stood there looking stupid because nothing happened. Once again, my rational mind took over. I thought to myself "Ok, blasting isn't working.. going to have to punch the damn thing out". I began doing so only to injure my knuckles because it felt like whatever structure was underneath the wooden shell was made of titanium or something ridiculously strong.
However some sort of weird child thing then came out of the building attached to the Junkyard and my heart skipped a beat as I realized this wasn't a Junkyard, it was a base for these so called dark ETs. I wasn't going to leave my Master however who now wasn't talking as he was becoming 'more of a bird'. This child walked up to where we were knowing something had flown in to it's trap. I hid on the other side careful to keep out of sight incase it screamed or alerted the other ETs.
It wasn't very bright because It knew I was there but I kept slipping out of it's sight as it walked around the wooden structure. Eventually I had no choice but to kill the child because it wouldn't leave me or Master alone but letting it find me would result in both of us being killed, otherwise this stupid game would drag on for hours and someone would come out to get the child but find us. However when I killed the child one of the ETs must have picked it up telepathically.
I panicked and tried to blast the structure again to get Master out but again, nothing happened. I frantically punched the structure while the ETs were racing outside to our direction. I tore through the titanium (yes it hurt) and told Master to come out but he wouldn't, now being a bird and although the way to freedom was before him he refused to come out as he was in a 'helpless' state of mind.
I grabbed the bird anyway and took off in to the sky, the ETs were now too close for comfort. I let Master go who finally changed back in to his normal human form and we flew off at a great speed in an effort to outrun these drone things that the dark ETs had sent after us, enraged I had killed their child.
When I woke up I realized the recurring theme in every flying dream, or dream where I had abilities. Whenever I began to doubt myself or let my rational mind slip in, it would immediately cancel out or stop me from my using my abilities. When I was able to accept my abilities for what they were and not question them, it just flowed naturally.
I can attribute this to real life. For example, when I younger I was much more psychic. I could read people's thoughts, auras were easier to see and I used to hear small voices and be able to manifest much better. When I grew up, conditioning set in and I lost my ability to read thoughts, manifest and now auras are much harder for me to pick up. We have a looooonnnnnnng way to go to reprogram our brains.
Rae, Darkworker.
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