dream - Spiritual Blogs - Ashtar Command - Spiritual Community2024-03-28T23:17:45Zhttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/profiles/blogs/feed/tag/dreamThe Miracle Is Worth The Waithttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/profiles/blogs/the-miracle-is-worth-the-wait2013-09-16T16:44:07.000Z2013-09-16T16:44:07.000ZChristopher Stewarthttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/members/ChristopherStewart<div><p style="text-align:center;"><img src="http://poligraf.files.wordpress.com/2013/09/444px-yamagata2.jpg?w=444" alt="" /><br /> <span style="font-size:x-small;">(« <em><a href="http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Yamagata2.jpg" target="_blank">Yamagata University Craft-Pal 2006</a></em> » by simo100)</span><br /></p><div align="center"><iframe src="http://bandcamp.com/EmbeddedPlayer/album=2201116323/size=medium/bgcol=ffffff/linkcol=0687f5/t=3/transparent=true/"><a href="http://poligraf.bandcamp.com/album/the-abode-of-the-blessed">The Abode Of The Blessed</a> by Christopher Stewart</iframe></div><br /><p>« <em>The Miracle Is Worth The Wait</em> » was the 2nd song written for the « <em>30 Songs for the Sunny Season</em> » project, and was completed on January 8, 2013.<br /></p><p>The inspiration for this opus came from conversations held with David, a somewhat peculiar fellow with whom I was sharing living spaces earlier this year. To the best of my memory, the first words he ever spoke to me were « I can guarantee world peace. » Obviously, the statement got my attention and I just had to know more about him. I eventually learned that he was on a mission to build an ultralight, and that, assuming I correctly understood his long-winded stories, world peace would be achieved upon completion of the aircraft. That particular causality remains to be seen, but one thing for sure, there was something strangely beautiful about how he just kept going against overwhelming odds.<br /></p><p>It sometimes seems as if many of us have to build an ultralight of some sort, which will somehow transport us to our ideal. David definitely could trust that it was his fate to fly above the hill. Can you believe it is yours ?<br /></p><p>The version embedded above was released earlier this year on the « <em>The Abode Of The Blessed</em> » EP.<br /></p><p><em><br /> <b>verse 1</b><br />aviator you're working still<br />to build your ultralight<br />when it will fly above the hill<br />the bird will destroy the night<br /><br />there's a new world to establish<br />a new order to crystallize<br />a skyward ladder to finish<br />an uprising to organize<br /><br />you're pushing hard, we've seen you go<br />you will get there in the long run<br />dismiss your doubts you have to know<br />that you'll have your time in the sun<br /><br /><b>verse 2</b><br />jerusalem opens its gates<br />to let you see the golden tree<br />that patiently for you awaits<br />you will claim it when you are free<br /><br />today tomorrow is unclear<br />yet it's no reason to worry<br />to get to the dream that's so dear<br />surrender to uncertainty<br /><br />never give up you shining star<br />don't give in to the daily gloom<br />joy of this life heals every scar<br />and ripens each fruit to full bloom<br /><br /><b>verse 3</b><br />aviator you're working still<br />to build your ultralight<br />when it will fly above the hill<br />the bird will destroy the night<br /><br /><b>chorus</b><br />hone your feathers and keep your smile<br />you have a date with destiny<br />steady go for the extra mile<br />and you will soar to liberty<br />can you trust that it's your fate<br />the miracle is worth the wait<br /><br /><b>bridge</b><br />onward to complete harmony<br />at heaven's door often you've knocked<br />all of the time never knowing<br />that the entrance was never locked<br /><br /><b>last chorus</b><br />hone your feathers and keep your smile<br />you have a date with destiny<br />steady go for the extra mile<br />and you will soar to liberty<br />can you trust that it's your fate<br />though the road might not be straight<br />can it ever be too late<br />the miracle is worth the wait<br /></em><br /></p><div align="center">·</div><br /><p style="font-size:x-small;border:1px solid #AAAAAA;"><br /> <em><br />The « <em>30 Songs for the Sunny Season</em> » series presents songs written in the aim of building a repertoire of originals that require only guitar and vocals, without additional arrangements, and thus can be performed in a busking context.<br /></em></p></div>Mother Of Pearlhttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/profiles/blogs/mother-of-pearl2013-09-02T14:20:14.000Z2013-09-02T14:20:14.000ZChristopher Stewarthttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/members/ChristopherStewart<div><p style="text-align:center;"><img src="http://poligraf.files.wordpress.com/2013/08/444px-abalone_with_conical_pearl.jpg?w=444" alt="" /><br /> <span style="font-size:x-small;">(« <em><a href="http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Abalone_with_conical_pearl.jpg" target="_blank">Natural Abalone with conical pearl</a></em> » by Worldexplorer82)</span><br /><br /></p><p>« <em>Mother Of Pearl</em>» was the last song written in the location where the music for the « <em>The Abode Of The Blessed</em> » EP was composed. Yet, arguably, considering the clear stylistic and thematic distinctions between this opus and the pieces that preceded it, they probably shouldn't belong on the same album. Assuming that I eventually get the chance to properly record the 8 songs and 8 instrumentals put together during that particular period, « <em>Mother Of Pearl</em>» will likely serve as closing track, announcing what's to come.<br /></p><p>In the context of the « <em>30 Songs for the Sunny Season</em> » series, « <em>Mother Of Pearl</em>» was the 8th song that I wrote. The music and most of the lyrics were completed by January 21, 2013, but I had no satisfactory words for the bridge until the beginning of May.<br /></p><p>The inspiration for the piece stems from how pearls come into being. When a microscopic intruder or parasite enters an oyster, it irritates the mollusk which secretes nacre, also called mother-of-pearl, to cover the undesirable and soothe itself. As the process is repeated and layers are added, a pearl is produced.<br /></p><p>However such occurrences can also be interpreted alternatively as follows : when the intelligence that unites and animates all beings needs a pearl, it finds a way to introduce an irritant into an oyster, which will then transform the source of pain into the sought beautiful object.<br /></p><p>When I look back on my life there is no doubt that the main incentive that has impelled me to create works of art throughout the years is a psychological trauma that I experienced as a teenager. In a manner similar to that of the oyster which soothes itself by adding layers of nacre onto the irritant, I healed my injured mind through repeated creative processes. Thus, conceivably, this might be one of the ways using which the intelligence underlying all things develops works of art, by creating the conditions that compel beings into action. And considering how ill-equipped I was to face the distressing event when it occurred, it seems plausible that this is also how artists are goaded towards maturity, carrying within themselves the motivation that urges them to give expression to what's in them.<br /></p><p><em><br /> <b>verse 1</b><br />told love was forbidden<br />i used to play the fool<br />hopeless and angst-ridden<br />yet in me you saw the jewel<br /><br />you cared to make me wise<br />led me to the river<br />made sure i saw the prize<br />across the great water<br /><br /><b>verse 2</b><br />with a dream to fulfil<br />and a heart to restore<br />i rowed like a windmill<br />to reach the other shore<br /><br />you oversaw the tide<br />i sought stability<br />through this purposeful ride<br />i grew in adversity<br /><br /><b>verse 3</b><br />looking back i'm aware<br />each moment every day<br />you have always been there<br />with me on the journey<br /><br />years of battle upstream<br />out of the days of yore<br />you are the constant theme<br />the ever open door<br /><br /><b>pre-chorus</b><br />you shape me<br />make me all<br />i can be<br />show me the<br />better me<br />whoa-oh-oh<br /><br /><b>chorus</b><br />you know how to make me pure<br />see me through the whirl<br />orchestrate the cure<br />o mother of pearl<br /><br />my all-embracing oyster<br />take me in your swirl<br />add another layer<br />o mother of pearl<br /><br /><b>bridge</b><br />feed me your potion mother of pearl<br />relieve my tensions mother of pearl<br />rouse my devotion mother of pearl<br />show me the ocean<br /></em><br /></p><div align="center">·</div><br /><p style="font-size:x-small;border:1px solid #AAAAAA;"><br /> <em>The « <em>30 Songs for the Sunny Season</em> » series presents songs written in the aim of building a repertoire of originals that require only guitar and vocals, without additional arrangements, and thus can be performed in a busking context.<br /></em></p></div>A Tide Of Positive Changehttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/profiles/blogs/a-tide-of-positive-change2013-08-08T15:32:04.000Z2013-08-08T15:32:04.000ZChristopher Stewarthttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/members/ChristopherStewart<div><p style="text-align:center;"><img src="http://poligraf.files.wordpress.com/2013/08/444-wave-markac.jpg?w=444" alt="" /><br /> <span style="font-size:x-small;">(« <em><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/60580775@N08/5520234250/in/set-72157626124827577/" target="_blank">Wave</a> »</em> by Mark)</span><br /><br /></p><p>The 23rd song written for the « <em>30 Songs for the Sunny Season</em> » project is entitled « <em>A Tide Of Positive Change</em> » and was completed on March 24th, 2013.<br /></p><p>The aim here was to come up with an inspiring and energetic song that can uplift the listener into an optimistic frame of mind. Considering the comments offered so far when I played it in public spaces, I'd venture to say that this particular objective has been achieved.<br /></p><p>No audio nor video clips are available at this point as my game plan for this summer is to make the most of the sunny days and go out busking as often as practicable. In my crystal ball I can foresee myself switching into demo-producing mode sometime around mid-September. That being said, if you've been following my activities of the last few years or so, you know how reliable my crystal ball can be. But there's always hope, right ?<br /></p><p><em><br /> <b>verse 1</b><br />there's a river running over<br />the consequences of your errors<br />putting out all the fires<br />that burn the fruits of your labours<br /><br />you gotta wish it up muse it up<br />build it up to live it up<br />you gotta wish it up work it up<br />build it up<br /><br /><b>pre-chorus 1</b><br />trust in the dream that flows in you<br />parts of it stream inside me too<br />when it's ready let it be true<br />it'll sweep you off outta the blue<br /><br /><b>verse 2</b><br />this turning point you're pining for<br />is closer than ever before<br />never lose sight of the plot<br />and strike the iron when it's hot<br /><br />you gotta keep going believing<br />the ending will be amazing<br />you gotta keep going believing<br />keep going<br /><br /><b>pre-chorus 2</b><br />trust the feeling inside of you<br />the water is flooding me too<br />out with the old in with the new<br />this current will bring me to you<br /><br /><b>verse 3</b><br />you've done your best you've passed the test<br />enjoy the rest you're being blessed<br />you've wished it up, you've built it up<br />now live it up<br /><br /><b>pre-chorus 3</b><br />trust the feeling inside of you<br />the water is flooding me too<br />out with the old in with the new<br />this current will bring me to you<br /><br /><b>chorus</b><br />no way to stop<br />this tide of positive change<br />the surf is up<br />let the wave rearrange<br />cream of the crop<br />time to reap your reward<br />expect the top<br />you have worked so hard<br /></em><br /></p><div align="center">·</div><br /><p style="font-size:x-small;border:1px solid #AAAAAA;"><br /> <em><br />The « <em>30 Songs for the Sunny Season</em> » series presents songs written in the aim of building a repertoire of originals that require only guitar and vocals, without additional arrangements, and thus can be performed in a busking context.<br /></em></p></div>Unraveling the Matrix of Controlhttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/profiles/blogs/unraveling-the-matrix-of-control2013-02-07T19:30:00.000Z2013-02-07T19:30:00.000ZValerie E Girardhttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/members/ValerieEGirard<div><p></p><p> <a href="{{#staticFileLink}}8108902677,original{{/staticFileLink}}"><img width="400" class="align-right" src="{{#staticFileLink}}8108902677,original{{/staticFileLink}}" alt="8108902677?profile=original" /></a>I have been particularly struck by the conversations I have had with so many conscious beings since the Winter Solstice of 2012. In the weeks preceding the Solstice, people encountered difficult energy, inner crisis’s, malaise and a negative force within, despite the holidays. Then, a shift happened. Palpable. Discernible. Not earth shaking. Not sudden enlightenment. Just a noticeable shift.</p><p> </p><p>What happened in that shift, I believe, is a shift in the way we perceive and pursue energy. Isn’t it all about energy here? Energy in the form of Light, Love, Abundance, Knowledge and Connection. In the Linear Dream, the controlled Dream of the old age, a paradigm exists. For many beings on the planet, their day begins with the thought of survival. Work, food, responsibilities, pain and dealing with the stresses of life. Energy is gained by eating and sleeping, expended throughout the day on survival. Where is the energy to evolve and grow? In this matrix, the masses are encumbered with the demands of existing, mediated hopefully by love in their life and the feeling of connection to family and community.</p><p> </p><p>Why this dream? Why not a dream of enlightened awareness, awakening and joy? Why not a dream of co-creation: creating this dream with other awakened beings, with insight and creativity. Why not a dream of miracles and connection to Source energy?</p><p> </p><p>Up until now, those who have this vision for a New Dream, have experienced an effort in manifesting in their lives, as if swimming upstream. Yet since the Solstice, suddenly, overnight, the struggle has begun to abate….on one condition: that the dreamers take responsibility for their thoughts and intentions. The Avatars are calling this a shift into Spiral Time, where those who are conscious are released into a more natural flow of life.</p><p> </p><p>Yet, as I look around the world, I am not content to enjoy this new flow. I observed suffering not only in humans but animals and plants. My heart is engaged and I know that I want to participate in freeing all beings into their flow, their joy and abundance. I so love discovering more and more beings around me are waking up to the new energy. I know how it feels in my soul to have some of the people in my life experience this shift. It feels GOOD! Now I want you, whoever you are reading this, to experience the emergence of your power and joy. If I can facilitate this in any way, I am THERE.</p><p> </p><p>I have discovered some aspects of the old dream that need unraveling in order for SPACE to be created to create the New Dream. The Avatars have given me an extremely powerful mantra and technique for doing this. It involves deconstructing the underlying grid of the dream of control that dominates this planet.</p><p> </p><p>At first, I was unaware of what would happen when I used this mantra. One day, I went into a deepened state and used it for a half hour. After 15 minutes, the matrix of Linear Time appeared before me, as a grid of reality. In that grid, a flow of dualistic frequencies moved in opposite directions, creating a stable but constricting experience. I heard the words, “Controller’s Dream.” As I used the mantra, a specific energy was generated that flowed down one of the grid lines. After saying the mantra ten times, that piece of the grid disappeared. A sensation of SPACE ensued.</p><p> </p><p>I continued. The mantra now began to flow into three sections of the grid at once. After repeating the mantra for 10 times, again those three pieces unraveled. More SPACE. As I continued my focus naturally went to other aspects of the grid. The process continued.</p><p> </p><p>What followed in the next few days was a deepened sense of being in Spiral Time. More synchronicity. More gifts. More abundance. More flow. Manifestation of intent. But I needed to be careful. Thoughts that emanated fears or negative outcomes could manifest quickly and ruthlessly! I encountered some interesting lessons in this regard.</p><p> </p><p>Since that time I have employed this process and this mantra with the intention of moving out in all directions from the grid that surrounds me, creating more and more space and thereby more freedom. I know and feel the truth of this process and how it is a necessary element to disentangling ourselves from this dream and creating a new dream with our thoughts and intentions.</p><p> </p><p>To have clear intentions, one must resolve any remaining issues with the Linear Reality, AKA Ego Reality AKA Controllers Dream. This means that one must collapse their Timelines. Timelines are pathways of resonations that manifest simultaneously in the multiverse as aspects of our journey on the Wheel of Karma. Think: childhood issues and past life experiences. The Avatars have given me an exptremely easy process to unlock and collapse these Timelines into the present moment, from which the New Dream is created. The New Dream is Now, it is Presence, it is Love.</p><p> </p><p>I cannot print the mantra here, it is too powerful. I am contemplating a way to offer this to others around the world. If you are reading this and wish to learn this mantra and the technique for collapsing Timelines, then email me at drvegirard@panharmonic.com. When I have enough interest, I will create a webinar/podcast. It will be a five hour process, perhaps over two sessions.</p><p> </p><p>Until then, be aware that the grid that you are living in is a dream. Keep your thoughts clear and your intentions bright. Look for the best in people and expect miracles. Get excited at any sign that others are awakening. Be your best. And LOVE LOVE LOVE.</p><p></p><p>Feel free to pass this on to others. For more missives from the Christalis Avatars, please go to <a href="http://www.panharmonic.com">www.panharmonic.com</a></p><p> </p><p>Many Blessings to All,</p><p></p><p>Dr. Valerie Girard</p><p> </p><p> </p></div>Vivid Dream- Massive solar flare,Global Earthquake & Planetary Alignmenthttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/profiles/blogs/vivid-dream-massive-solar-flare-global-earthquake-planetary2012-11-10T19:26:36.000Z2012-11-10T19:26:36.000Zlibraleahttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/members/libralea<div><p>I have always had very vivid dreams, I have done a lot of research and begun to understand my dreams and what they mean.</p><p>For the past couple of weeks I have been dreaming about random things but in EVERY dream no matter what it is about there are ships flying around in the sky, dramatic weather changes and weird <a title="Click to Continue > by DownloadNSave" href="http://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/forum/topics/vivid-dream-massive-solar-flare-global-earthquake-solar-system?xg_source=activity#">cloud</a> formations. In the dreams I feel that all of this is normal, I am not scared or surprised about what is happening, I feel excited.</p><p>Last week I dreamed of a solar flare hitting the earth. It was so strong it shook the whole planet. I grabbed my children and we lay on the floor underneath the doorway. I reassured them that we would be ok and held them close. The shaking lasted for 5 minutes or so. After it stopped we got up and looked out of the <a title="Click to Continue > by DownloadNSave" href="http://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/forum/topics/vivid-dream-massive-solar-flare-global-earthquake-solar-system?xg_source=activity#">window</a> where in my mind I was expecting to see devastation. There was NO devastation! Everything was dark apart from the glowing planets which were all there We were looking at the solar system from our window. The planets were aligned including the earth, we looked in wonder. We started cheering and clapping. We were so happy that it was over and we had made it! I felt an enormous weight had lifted off of my shoulders, I felt relieved. I said to my children "That's it kids no more waiting....we have made it...we can do anything now."</p><p>I think this may have been a prophetic dream with a glimpse of sights,feelings and outcome of earth's ascension. It felt so real that I had to post it.</p><p>What's weird is I had the dream around the 20th October and there was a solar flare on the 22nd which I have just found out about.</p><p>Please feel free to leave your comments if you have any ideas of what this may mean.</p><p></p><p>Love and Light x</p><p><span><br /> <br /> Read more: <a href="http://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/forum/topics/vivid-dream-massive-solar-flare-global-earthquake-solar-system?xg_source=activity#ixzz2BqiE5ggX">http://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/forum/topics/vivid-dream-massive-solar-flare-global-earthquake-solar-system?xg_source=activity#ixzz2BqiE5ggX</a></span></p></div>"...as every electron shakes off the dream of a limited life."https://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/profiles/blogs/as-every-electron-shakes-off-the-dream-of-a-limited-life2012-11-06T20:32:48.000Z2012-11-06T20:32:48.000ZLeia Kumarahttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/members/LeiaKumara<div><p><a href="{{#staticFileLink}}8108858289,original{{/staticFileLink}}"><img src="{{#staticFileLink}}8108858289,original{{/staticFileLink}}" width="720" class="align-full" alt="8108858289?profile=original" /></a></p></div>Reptilians?https://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/profiles/blogs/reptilians2012-11-03T19:48:32.000Z2012-11-03T19:48:32.000ZToni's Tarothttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/members/TonisTarot<div><p><span style="color:#000000;"><strong> </strong></span></p><p><span style="color:#000000;"><strong><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=3GeSJv6vwfY">http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=3GeSJv6vwfY</a></strong></span></p><p><span style="color:#000000;"><strong> </strong></span></p><p><span style="color:#000000;"><strong>I don't know if all the talk about reptilians are real.</strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#000000;"><strong>I do know that some years ago I had a dream about this tall thin blond man who was trying to be my friend.</strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#000000;"><strong>He had shoulder length straight hair parted down the middle.</strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#000000;"><strong>He tried to be very friendly and I soon discovered that he wanted to control me.</strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#000000;"><strong>Control my brain.</strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#000000;"><strong>I refused and he beat the crap out of me in the dream.</strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#000000;"><strong>He was mad.</strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#000000;"><strong>I never allowed him inside my brain.</strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#000000;"><strong>At one point I saw the real entity under that blond head.</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"><strong>What</strong> <strong>I saw was a reptilian eye.</strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#000000;"><strong>I will never forget it.</strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#000000;"><strong>I even drew a picture of it as it was so vividly etched into my mind.</strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#000000;"><strong>I never knew about these creatures until I had this dream.</strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#000000;"><strong>Think what you like but I know what I experienced.</strong></span></p></div>Surface (The Dam part 6)https://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/profiles/blogs/surface-the-dam-part-62012-07-30T01:00:00.000Z2012-07-30T01:00:00.000ZChristopher Stewarthttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/members/ChristopherStewart<div><p style="text-align:center;"><img src="http://poligraf.files.wordpress.com/2011/07/444px-surfacetension.jpg?w=444" alt="444px-surfacetension.jpg?w=444" /><br /> <span style="font-size:x-small;">(« <a href="http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:SurfaceTension.jpg">Surface Tension</a> » by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cdm/">darkmatter</a>)</span><br /></p><div align="center"><object codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" height="24" width="290" data="http://kiwi6.com/swf/player.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" ></param><param name="allowNetworking" value="internal" ></param><param name="wmode" value="opaque" ></param><param name="movie" value="http://kiwi6.com/swf/player.swf" ></param><embed wmode="opaque" src="http://kiwi6.com/swf/player.swf" allowscriptaccess="never" flashvars="playerID=audioplayer&soundFile=http://k002.kiwi6.com/uploads/hotlink/kd36857leh" id="audioplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="24" width="290" allownetworking="internal"></embed> </object></div><br /><p>In « Surface, » the sixth chapter of « The Dam, » the protagonist/narrator is gradually returning to activity after having transformed into who they feel like being. Ultimately, they reach the surface where a new existence properly begins.<br /></p><p>In the storyline, this step marks the end of a long process of metamorphosis wherein one has endured many hardships and shed that which belongs to their former way of being. Once released from the demanding transition period of the immersion, they are free to emerge and revel once again, safe in the knowledge that a necessary rite of passage is now behind them, and that they have reached the beginning of an inspiring new phase of their life.<br /></p><p>This wasn’t intentional from the outset, but the first part of this chapter turned out to sound quite a bit Pink Floydy. Not that I'm complaining or anything...<br /></p><p>The piece is an instrumental, so I've written the following poetry to accompany it :<br /></p><p><em><br /> the dam has disappeared<br />the obstacle is cleared<br />the dreamer persevered<br />a new way pioneered<br /><br />goodbye to the cocoon<br />engineered to attune<br />ablaze is the maroon<br />delighted by the boon<br /><br />submarine observer<br />the barrage i ponder<br />and question its nature<br />a past to decipher<br /><br />attracted to conflict<br />an affliction addict<br />inclined to self-inflict<br />dignity derelict<br /><br />adept at self-torment<br />self-loathing abhorrent<br />self-image delinquent<br />self-esteem deficient<br /><br />outflows and transgressions<br />and self-degradations<br />dreadful expectations<br />auto-mutilations<br /><br />magnetic inceptions<br />of foiled aspirations<br />and divine deceptions<br />self-annihilations<br /><br />in self-hypnotizing<br />of prize undeserving<br />the hope undermining<br />the dream abnegating<br /><br />behind i left my plight<br />obvious in hindsight<br />a shindy for the blight<br />was hindering my flight<br /><br />bright light above liquid<br />the way up is limpid<br />confident and lucid<br />i rise in the fluid<br /><br />further elevation<br />impending progression<br />triumphant emersion<br />sheer rejuvenation<br /><br />remedy artistic<br />tethys therapeutic<br />water sympathetic<br />poetry prophetic<br /><br />i'm on the other side<br />no more jekyll and hyde<br />i'm ready for the ride<br />the tide i will abide<br /></em><br /></p><p style="font-size:x-small;border:1px solid #AAAAAA;"><br /> <em><br />« The Dam » is a 22-minute long suite in 8 movements that uses the metaphor of water flowing from source to ocean to illustrate the process of individual growth.<br /><br />As the title suggest, the focus is directed on one major obstacle/life-changing experience, symbolized by a dam on the river, which the protagonist/narrator has to conquer in order to reach their intended destination.<br /><br />The storyline is inspired by my own life and struggle to reach the goal of earning a living through my artistic output, as opposed to working a day job to support myself and invest what’s left of my energies in artistic pursuits on a part-time basis, as I’ve done for the most part of the last twelve years or so.<br /></em></p></div>Flow (The Dam part 7)https://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/profiles/blogs/flow-the-dam-part-72012-07-08T23:00:00.000Z2012-07-08T23:00:00.000ZChristopher Stewarthttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/members/ChristopherStewart<div><p style="text-align:center;"><img src="http://poligraf.files.wordpress.com/2011/05/444px-ayvaz_sredy_voln.jpg?w=444" alt="" /><br /> <span style="font-size:x-small;">(« <a href="http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Ayvaz_sredy_voln.jpg">Between the waves</a> » by <a href="http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/Category:Ivan_Aivazovsky">Ivan Aivazovsky</a>)</span><br /></p><div align="center"><object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://kiwi6.com/swf/player.swf" id="audioplayer" height="24" width="290"><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" ></param><param name="allowNetworking" value="internal" ></param><param name="movie" value="http://kiwi6.com/swf/player.swf" ></param><param name="wmode" value="opaque" ></param></object></div><br /><p>The seventh chapter of « The Dam » is entitled « Flow » and presents the situation once the obstacle has been overcome, the dam has been levelled, and the test has successfully been passed.<br /></p><p>The protagonist/narrator is now moving forward into the dream, responding to the calling of the ocean.<br /></p><p>The lyrics are almost complete, although I'm not quite satisfied with parts of the choruses.<br /></p><p><em><br /> Have I ever been here ? / Memories I'm recalling<br />Of similar currents / And one ingenuous starling<br />Only doing the things / That kept his heart beating<br />Not much of a skipper / Misguided but well-meaning<br /><br />Though it's a different stream / And time has made me wiser<br />I still have the same dream / The ocean is calling<br />I'm headed for the goal / No more changing the bearing<br />I have chosen the boat / I have chosen the river<br /><br />Riding high I defy<br />The ordinary<br />Advancing into the dream<br /><br />Still I can't clarify<br />Was it I at the helm ?<br />Did I really have a choice ?<br /><br />I feel I could stay here / For all eternity<br />Purposeful and passionate / In creativity<br />Driven forth by the flow / Sailing effortlessly<br />Doing what I'm feeling / Is best for you and me<br /><br />No trace of the old barrage / Completed its demise<br />A necessary passage / Into maturity<br />Still I am wondering / Never really knowing<br />This life I call my own / Could it have been otherwise ?<br /><br />Riding high I defy<br />The ordinary<br />Advancing into the dream<br /><br />And I cannot deny<br />I found my inner light<br />Now at last I feel alright</em><br /></p><p style="font-size:x-small;border:1px solid #AAAAAA;"><br /> <em><br />« The Dam » is a 22-minute long suite in 8 movements that uses the metaphor of water flowing from source to ocean to illustrate the process of individual growth.<br /><br />As the title suggest, the focus is directed on one major obstacle/life-changing experience, symbolized by a dam on the river, which the protagonist/narrator has to conquer in order to reach their intended destination.<br /><br />The storyline is inspired by my own life and struggle to reach the goal of earning a living through my artistic output, as opposed to working a day job to support myself and invest what’s left of my energies in artistic pursuits on a part-time basis, as I’ve done for the most part of the last twelve years or so.<br /></em></p></div>River (The Dam part 2)https://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/profiles/blogs/river-the-dam-part-22012-07-02T05:30:00.000Z2012-07-02T05:30:00.000ZChristopher Stewarthttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/members/ChristopherStewart<div><p style="text-align:center;"><img src="http://poligraf.files.wordpress.com/2011/05/444px-ovchinnikov-vladimir-ivanovich-moonlight-night-on-the-volga-river-pos28bw.jpg?w=444" alt="" /><br /> <span style="font-size:x-small;">(« <a href="http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Ovchinnikov-Vladimir-Ivanovich-Moonlight-night-on-the-Volga-river-pos28bw.jpg">Moonlight Night on the Volga river</a> » by Vladimir Ivanovich Ovchinnikov)</span><br /></p><div align="center"><object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://kiwi6.com/swf/player.swf" id="audioplayer" height="24" width="290"><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" ></param><param name="allowNetworking" value="internal" ></param><param name="movie" value="http://kiwi6.com/swf/player.swf" ></param><param name="wmode" value="opaque" ></param></object></div><br /><p>The second part of « The Dam » is entitled « River » and expounds the original situation, before the obstacle is recognized and dealt with.<br /></p><p>The focus of this section is the slow realization that the situation is not really satisfying, and that the chosen course of action does not seem to lead to the desired destination.<br /></p><p>The lyrics have pretty much reached their definitive form :<br /></p><p><em><br /> How long have I been here ? / Feels like it’s been forever<br />Doing what I’ve been told / Taking in what I’ve been sold<br />Constantly pondering / Never remembering<br />When did I choose this boat ? / When did I choose this river ?<br /><br />How long must I stay here ? / Not sure I want to be<br />Ever meandering / Throughout eternity<br />Whose aim am I serving ? / Whose game am I playing ?<br />Doing what I assume / Is expected of me<br /><br />Waking up on a boat<br />That barely stays afloat<br />Going down with the mainstream<br /><br />Though I cannot deny<br />It is I at the helm<br />Do I really have a choice ?<br /><br />I used to have a dream / The ocean was calling<br />Drawn off course by the flow / Perpetually striving<br />Debased by the shallow / Never really reaching<br />I used to have a goal / Where is all of this leading ?<br /><br />I’m heading for a dam / I’m falling prey to doubt<br />The current getting stronger / Rapids ahead of me<br />Evermore wondering / Never really knowing<br />This life I call my own / How else could it have turned out ?<br /><br />Waking up on a boat<br />That barely stays afloat<br />Going down with the mainstream<br /><br />And I can’t justify<br />Why should I go along ?<br />When I feel it is all wrong<br /></em><br /></p><p style="font-size:x-small;border:1px solid #AAAAAA;"><br /> <em><br />« The Dam » is a 22-minute long suite in 8 movements that uses the metaphor of water flowing from source to ocean to illustrate the process of individual growth.<br /><br />As the title suggest, the focus is directed on one major obstacle/life-changing experience, symbolized by a dam on the river, which the protagonist/narrator has to conquer in order to reach their intended destination.<br /><br />The storyline is inspired by my own life and struggle to reach the goal of earning a living through my artistic output, as opposed to working a day job to support myself and invest what’s left of my energies in artistic pursuits on a part-time basis, as I’ve done for the most part of the last twelve years or so.<br /></em></p></div>Purposefulnesshttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/profiles/blogs/perseverance2012-06-28T05:30:00.000Z2012-06-28T05:30:00.000ZChristopher Stewarthttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/members/ChristopherStewart<div><p style="text-align:center;"><img src="http://poligraf.files.wordpress.com/2011/08/444px-dance_of_fire.jpg?w=444" alt="" /><br /> <span style="font-size:x-small;">(« <a href="http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Dance_of_Fire.JPG">Dance Of Fire</a> » by SarThePhotographer)</span><br /></p><div align="center"><object width="290" height="24" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data="http://kiwi6.com/swf/player.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" ></param><param name="allowNetworking" value="internal" ></param><param name="wmode" value="opaque" ></param><param name="movie" value="http://kiwi6.com/swf/player.swf" ></param><embed wmode="opaque" id="audioplayer" width="290" height="24" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://kiwi6.com/swf/player.swf" flashvars="playerID=audioplayer&soundFile=http://k003.kiwi6.com/uploads/hotlink/fnibn627f8" allowscriptaccess="never" allownetworking="internal"></embed> </object></div><p></p><p>« Purposefulness » is the first of a series of short segues that I have put together in the hopes of joining existing compositions into one continuous piece of music.</p><p>In order to preserve the surprise, I won't disclose the details of the other compositions, nor the title of the overall resulting piece. Those of you familiar with the repertoire of Poligraf will possibly recognize some of the themes that are revisited in each of the transitions, and will thus perhaps be able to guess the whole, along with the respective roles of each of the segues.</p><p>The demo is all instrumental. Here's the accompanying poetry : <br /> <br /> <em><br /> is the aim too lofty<br /> is the mountain too high<br /> the riddle too knotty<br /> or the desert too dry<br /> <br /> how can it be enough<br /> if the goal is so near<br /> how can it be too tough<br /> if the prize is so dear<br /> <br /> how can it be too late<br /> if there is still some life<br /> why stop at the last gate<br /> when the roads are so rife<br /> <br /> <br /> in your going forward<br /> even against the stream<br /> never become deterred<br /> hold on tight to the dream<br /> <br /> just keep ploughing ahead<br /> be wary when crossing<br /> the marshes of the dead<br /> maintain your flame burning<br /> <br /> no point in lingering<br /> avoid meandering<br /> the path is unfolding<br /> keep that engine running<br /> <br /> know that the inception<br /> was not a deception<br /> but an intimation<br /> of the destination<br /> <br /> inside still shines the way<br /> bright as the light of day<br /> no reward in dismay<br /> no time to go astray<br /> <br /> whatever the question<br /> no matter the duress<br /> you'll find the solution<br /> in your purposefulness<br /></em></p></div>Dam (The Dam part 4)https://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/profiles/blogs/dam-the-dam-part-42012-06-25T05:00:00.000Z2012-06-25T05:00:00.000ZChristopher Stewarthttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/members/ChristopherStewart<div><p style="text-align:center;"><img src="http://poligraf.files.wordpress.com/2011/05/444px-barrage_zola.jpg?w=444" alt="" /><br /> <span style="font-size:x-small;">(« <a href="http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Barrage_Zola.jpg">Painting of the Zola dam near Aix-en-Provence in France</a> » by <a href="http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/Paul_C%C3%A9zanne">Paul Cézanne</a>)</span><br /></p><div align="center"><object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://kiwi6.com/swf/player.swf" id="audioplayer" height="24" width="290"><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" ></param><param name="allowNetworking" value="internal" ></param><param name="movie" value="http://kiwi6.com/swf/player.swf" ></param><param name="wmode" value="opaque" ></param></object></div><br /><p>The fourth movement of « The Dam » is entitled simply « Dam. » In the storyline, this is when the obstacle is recognized and the necessity of dealing with it is accepted. The truth of the matter is finally being faced.<br /></p><p>The lyrics are pretty much ready, so better let them tell the story.<br /></p><p><em><strong>1st verse</strong><br /> The feeling is getting stronger / I'm aware of a dam<br />Building internally / This is not who I am<br />Conflicting directions / Identity crisis<br />Time has come to make a choice<br />Quiet the fearful voice<br /><br />This current is pushing me / To play for the wrong team<br />I don't see how this course / Is leading to my dream<br />Water which has no outlet / Will die of stagnation<br />This is all making me daft<br />I am in the wrong craft<br /><br /><strong>2nd verse</strong><br />Too many lives at once / I need some time for me<br />Foreshadowed Schizoid Man / 21st century<br />Self-serving purposes / And matter over mind<br />This boat is sinking fast<br />The delusion can't last<br /><br />Streaming the superficial / Life without an essence<br />Seeing through to the bottom / I can't find any sense<br />There's a need for something deeper / That is left unaddressed<br />Many questions, one answer<br />Myself I must enter</em><br /></p><p style="font-size:x-small;border:1px solid #AAAAAA;"><br /> <em><br />« The Dam » is a 22-minute long suite in 8 movements that uses the metaphor of water flowing from source to ocean to illustrate the process of individual growth.<br /><br />As the title suggest, the focus is directed on one major obstacle/life-changing experience, symbolized by a dam on the river, which the protagonist/narrator has to conquer in order to reach their intended destination.<br /><br />The storyline is inspired by my own life and struggle to reach the goal of earning a living through my artistic output, as opposed to working a day job to support myself and invest what’s left of my energies in artistic pursuits on a part-time basis, as I’ve done for the most part of the last twelve years or so.<br /></em></p></div>Rapids (The Dam part 3)https://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/profiles/blogs/rapids-the-dam-part-32012-06-18T04:30:00.000Z2012-06-18T04:30:00.000ZChristopher Stewarthttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/members/ChristopherStewart<div><p style="text-align:center;"><img src="http://poligraf.files.wordpress.com/2011/05/444px-riessbeck_stromschnelle.jpg?w=444" alt="" /><br /> <span style="font-size:x-small;">(« <a href="http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Riessbeck_stromschnelle.jpg">Stromschnelle</a> » by <a href="http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/Category:Gerhard_Rie%C3%9Fbeck">Gerhard Rießbeck</a>)</span><br /></p><div align="center"><object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://kiwi6.com/swf/player.swf" id="audioplayer" height="24" width="290"><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" ></param><param name="allowNetworking" value="internal" ></param><param name="movie" value="http://kiwi6.com/swf/player.swf" ></param><param name="wmode" value="opaque" ></param></object></div><br /><p>In « Rapids, » the third part of « The Dam, » the protagonist/narrator is being carried from a mostly disappointing river straight into an heretofore unseen dam.<br /></p><p>The intent behind this instrumental section is to convey a feeling of being taken ahead by an unrelenting force, and to let the listener reflect on the discourse presented in « River. »<br /></p><p>In the storyline, the rapids represent the rising tension which accompanies the recognition that one's chosen course is not only increasingly unsatisfactory, but that the situation has evolved beyond the point of no return, and thus that a change of direction has become an unavoidable necessity. Our hero is being accelerated towards an ineluctable collision which is portrayed in the fourth section, entitled « Dam. »<br /></p><p>Here's the associated poetry :<br /></p><p><em><br /> my wish is my motion<br />channelled by decision<br />i am running onward<br />to my destination<br /><br />intensification<br />and acceleration<br />there'll be more upheaval<br />before vindication<br /><br />the tension is building<br />hurried awakening<br />to my enfranchising<br />this stream is not leading<br /><br />perhaps this has to be<br />passage necessary<br />from my own eyes to see<br />who isn't really me<br /><br />or then again maybe<br />it is my penalty<br />karma for me worthy<br />of past conformity<br /><br />how life obliges me<br />to be all i can be<br />to shed docility<br />and to choose liberty<br /><br />of turmoil i'm prescient<br />implied in the current<br />i'm heading for a dam<br />latent in the torrent<br /><br />approaching collision<br />silenced inclination<br />bearing artificial<br />the end of repression<br /><br />and then i'll be dormant<br />drowning in the moment<br />water amniotic<br />withdrawn incognizant<br /><br />cocooned in suspension<br />marooned in immersion<br />introspective recess<br />profound transformation<br /><br />before elevation<br />to realization<br />revived buoyancy<br />triumphant emersion<br /></em><br /></p><p style="font-size:x-small;border:1px solid #AAAAAA;"><br /> <em><br />« The Dam » is a 22-minute long suite in 8 movements that uses the metaphor of water flowing from source to ocean to illustrate the process of individual growth.<br /><br />As the title suggest, the focus is directed on one major obstacle/life-changing experience, symbolized by a dam on the river, which the protagonist/narrator has to conquer in order to reach their intended destination.<br /><br />The storyline is inspired by my own life and struggle to reach the goal of earning a living through my artistic output, as opposed to working a day job to support myself and invest what’s left of my energies in artistic pursuits on a part-time basis, as I’ve done for the most part of the last twelve years or so.<br /></em></p></div>Tried, but not fooled.https://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/profiles/blogs/tried-but-not-fooled2012-06-05T20:22:49.000Z2012-06-05T20:22:49.000ZPrettyxLight88https://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/members/PrettyxLight88<div><p>The past few days have been draining, reaching out to my star family. Lonely, quiet, and starved of attention. saturday, I leave night job early with intent to star gaze. clouds were temporarily not obscuring my view. I saw a fleet of ships, who it was, i don't know, i never know. i am never told whom, they just show up when asked to. for confirmation they zipped across the skies passing the commercial airliners below them, and powering up with love and light. I cry out what happen to my friend that knew many langages and even fluent chinese? since that was the last conversation i remembered having with the being, He never returned to chat with me more, he left, left me alone and friendless. I cried to my light worrior friend, do you know who was visiting me? Please tell me for i don't know who these family members were, greys? sirians? i don't know...not knowing is torture, i am a person that perfers verification.</p><p> </p><p>I slept last night wondering as i have been wondering for many weeks, where is my friend? what happen to my friend? I live in a town where making friends is not easy,</p><p>Anyways, I dreamt of my ex who was a guy that saw me as, no value. Why did i dream of him? i don't know, i am not with him, i perfer not to think of him, and i haven't seen or spoken to him in a year going on two. Towards the end of my dream I was in a car with him and he said in a frightening voice, "now we'll see who you trust!' and turned into a skeleton of some sort, i never experienced this before, I rebuked this creature called on jesus, my guide Alex, my mother, my real and true star family and i even called light worriors, to protect me and my space for i have control over who visits and who doesn't. I guess I was tried....for friendship is something i really want in my life.</p><p>Patience has never been a strong suit for me, I like consistency. I don't like waiting for snail mail from the cosmos or from anyone quite frankly. I'm a lovely person, but i'm not a girl of Hakunamatata, I don't throw religion or scriptures of love and light in people faces, or flower power. I do infact share my interests if one ask........and now..... i wait. </p><p>-Namaste</p></div>A Dreamhttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/profiles/blogs/a-dream-12012-02-16T00:30:00.000Z2012-02-16T00:30:00.000ZLotharhttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/members/Lothar<div><p><a href="http://www.auroville.org/vision/adream.htm" target="_blank">A Dream</a></p><p></p><p><a target="_blank" href="http://www.auroville.org/vision/images/dream.jpg"><img class="align-full" src="http://www.auroville.org/vision/images/dream.jpg" alt="dream.jpg" /></a></p><p><b><font color="#CC3300">T</font></b>here should be somewhere upon earth a place that no nation could claim as its sole property, a place where all human beings of goodwill, sincere in their aspiration, could live freely as citizens of the world, obeying one single authority, that of the supreme Truth; a place of peace, concord, harmony, where all the fighting instincts of man would be used exclusively to conquer the causes of his suffering and misery, to surmount his weakness and ignorance, to triumph over his limitations and incapacities; a place where the needs of the spirit and the care for progress would get precedence over the satisfaction of desires and passions, the seeking for pleasures and material enjoyments... <a href="http://www.auroville.org/vision/adream.htm" target="_blank">[more at link]</a></p></div>Star Flower on a Sirian Mothership-Part Onehttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/profiles/blogs/star-flower-on-a-sirian-mothership-part-one2012-01-26T07:30:00.000Z2012-01-26T07:30:00.000ZStar Flowerhttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/members/StarFlower204<div><p><span class="font-size-4"><b>Star Flower on a Sirian Mothership-Part One</b></span></p><p><span class="font-size-3">(I will write up Part Two a.s.a.p.)</span></p><p><span class="font-size-3">When I awoke on January 20, 2012 I’d been asleep for over ten hours. I felt rested and wide awake. I made my usual cup of tea and sat in my favorite chair to drink it and plan my day. Before finishing my tea, I felt a wave of drowsiness so strong that I gave into it and fell asleep. I slept for six more hours during which I had a very vivid and lucid dream.</span></p><p><span class="font-size-3">It began as an oft-recalled recurring dream wherein I’m walking down an extremely wide centre of a shopping mall, except there are no shops. Where shops would be, there are dwellings instead. The center of this mall is beautiful in that the plants and trees are all real, even the grass. It’s just like being in a park with small pathways hither and yon and masses of flowers. The paths appear to be made from compressed sand and sandstone rock, nothing is artificial. Every once in a while I pass a children’s area made of loose sand, or a roly-poly grassy hill, or water and fountains to splash in or sail boats on, or a more extensive area of rocks for older children to climb on. All the water is clean and sparkling, and there is man-made play equipment also, including swings hanging from the real trees and the expected slides, teeter-totters, climbing walls, monkey bars etc.</span></p><p><span class="font-size-3">I am often caught between wanting to watch the children play and wanting to investigate the dwellings. The latter are like townhomes in that there is no space between them, but each is distinctively original. Always in this recurring dream I am curious to see inside these dwellings, and over the years I have done so, by peering past the open courtyards of some, or looking straight over a half wall which is the only thing separating some of the more open living rooms from the ‘park-way’. I’ve learned they each have different configurations, and assorted ways of decorating that give the ambience of many cultures available to choose from. (I still believed I was in a mall wherein something was sold; this time it was house plans in 3D to help the customer select which home to purchase. I would usually waken to conclude that I had seen a future wherein people actually did choose their homes this way.)</span></p><p><span class="font-size-3">Really cool. Absolutely loved this recurring dream!</span></p><p><span class="font-size-3">But on the DAY of Jan 20, 2012, between 9 am and 3 pm, my recurring dream is on a whole new level. It begins as usual with me walking down the park-way centre of a ‘mall’. I become lucid immediately and choose to pay close attention to every detail. I look as far as I can in both directions, but cannot see either end to this mall. I look up and realize a dome has been constructed to look like the sky, sort of like in a Las Vegas mall I’ve visited, only this sky looks truly real, daylight blue with slightly puffy white clouds drifting by and a shaft of sunlight streaming down—the kind of shaft that reveals dust particles, but no dust can I see. </span></p><p><span class="font-size-3">The next thing I do is look down to see my own feet because I was taught to do this more than twenty years ago by a ‘dream teacher’ in Utah. I’m wearing my favorite, most comfortable black shoes which I walk in most days in waking life. I’m also wearing comfy, slightly-faded blue jeans and a pink cotton button-up blouse that I purchased recently (in waking life). And I feel very happy. Then I notice how others are dressed. About a quarter to a third are wearing ‘western dress’ like me, but the others wear assorted dress. Extremely assorted, lol. I had never been aware of this before, and it grabs my attention more than the dwellings do. Two African women are walking towards me wearing colorful kaftans and headdresses. I’m instantly attracted to the colors and patterns in the fabrics. One is wearing mostly purple and the other is wearing mostly blue. They smile big smiles as they pass by. Then I notice four men standing in a group, throwing their heads back in uproarious laughter. They are wearing traditional Arabic clothing but with colorful edgings, including green paisley! They do not notice me. I look ahead and see a young couple sitting on a bench dressed in their most colorful Peruvian or Bolivian traditional ‘Sunday best’. We smile at one another; I feel no sense of shyness. I also see people wearing clothing that is not like anything I’ve seen before, not even in pictures, and I decide I’m in heaven because I’ve always imagined heaven to be a very colourful place, nothing like the dreariness of a big city on Earth where virtually every man is wearing black, grey or dark blue, and even the women are reluctant to express themselves with much colour, their attire thereby intensifying the look and feel of dreariness. Instead, I feel tremendously happy. Thrilled. Close to euphoric. Everyone is so pleasant, greeting one another etc. Of course, there are also some dressed in subdued tones of black , grey, navy, dark green and maroon. I think of them as newcomers from Earth’s westernized cities, lol.</span></p><p><span class="font-size-3">Then a thought occurs that maybe I’m not in ‘Heaven’ but rather I am on a Plieadean mothership. I’ve been reading about Pleaideans recently and in my lucid state I ask myself if this dream is the result of what I’ve been focused on while awake. I’m not sure but either way I’m excited to investigate the dwellings further, and I’m really paying attention.</span></p><p><span class="font-size-3">Here and there among the assorted peoples, I notice younger people (older teenagers?) wearing something akin to Star Trek costumes. It passes through my mind that this fad among teenagers has spread widely across the universe, but the next thought tells me these are not costumes; I am indeed on a mothership and these young people are wearing their working uniforms. Every uniform is the same—dark grey tops with electric blue neck and cuffs, and these young people carry themselves very erect. Every one of them has a neat haircut, as if he or she had just stepped from the hair salon. They wear an insignia on the left breast which I know I need to view closer.</span></p><p><span class="font-size-3">Now one is walking towards me with the intent of making conversation. I can sense this. We shake hands and he introduces himself as Arak. He tells me telepathically that I am on a Sirian mothership. Sirian? Wow! Arak asks me if I would like “the tour”. You know the answer, lol, and suddenly we are on what he calls the lowest level “where the scout ships dock”. On my right I can see hundreds, maybe thousands of these ships parked along the longest dock imaginable. They are mostly spherical. On my left I can see larger ships, some are tubular, and Arak explains they are the large ships that can fly close enough to a planet’s surface to beam things up, including beings should that be necessary. There is no fear in me as I listen to Arak’s thoughts, only happiness and curiosity. I estimate this young man to be about 15 years old and he absolutely exudes love and intelligence and youthful vigour. He responds that he was born on the ship and has never seen his parent’s home planet in the Canis Major constellation, but hopes to do so “after this mission”.</span></p><p><span class="font-size-3">He points towards what looks like an arched elevator door and it opens immediately. We step in and the door closes immediately. AS SOON AS it closes (less than a second) it opens immediately and we are on another floor. I’m impressed that no time is wasted standing on an elevator and that even someone with claustrophobia could handle being in this one. Arak explains this is the second level up, where there are mostly warehouses, housing all the needs for the beings on the ship, and the ship itself. These warehouses are wide open and I decide they are probably protected by some kind of magnetic shield but Arak responds there is no need for any sort of security onboard a mothership; that no-one ever comes aboard who would steal, or borrow without “signing out”. We walk past rows and rows of what I can only describe as technical equipment. And the next part is difficult to explain. I can see what is stored toward the front of the shelves obviosuly, but I can also see what is stored behind them, and behind those, and on and on to the back of the brightly lit warehouse. It’s as if I have x-ray vision. I am truly AWED by the size and contents of this warehouse and I intuit there are many more. When I place a thought on a box toward the very back of the warehouse, the box immediately shows up at the front for my examination. Really cool, but I cannot glance around too much or all the objects I’ve glanced over pop to the fore and overlap one another. :)</span></p></div>when you finally wake up.....dont go bak to sleephttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/profiles/blogs/when-you-finally-wake-up-dont-go-bak-to-sleep2011-11-17T00:01:22.000Z2011-11-17T00:01:22.000Zhunterhttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/members/hunter<div><p>I know of a bloke who remained soundly asleep for ages, only mindful of his dreams when he finally awoke.</p><p> </p><p>He remembered dreaming of many nightmares, lurid horrid violent colours bleeding anger and vengeance, cruelty and fear. Thought forms that seemed endless, growing, as would an unchecked infection in the steamy hothouse of his unawakened mind.</p><p> </p><p>Yet still there was another more miraculous dream of a softer, sweeter, stronger thing. A dream that happened merely moments prior to his awakening to the life he truly led.</p><p> </p><p>In this dream he'd felt a gentle florid blossoming at a place roughly centred near his heart. Exquisitely patterned and coloured wings had unfurled upon his back, diaphanous and beautiful as though they were made of light.</p><p> </p><p>These marvellous appendages were magically muscled. Like the wings of a wanderer butterfly they were able to move him effortlessly for myriad miles across a cloudless clear blue sky. Across any land or sea could he travel. As high as he wished above the struggle and conflict that continued to unfold beneath him.</p><p> </p><p>So profoundly real was this final dream that upon his awakening he remained unsure as to whether he was man who had dreamed himself blessed with angelic butterfly wings, or was in truth the one with the wings now dreaming he was a more ordinary man.</p><p> </p><p>Throughout the days that followed this image continued floating through him. Moreover he imagined those souls surrounding him as being similarly adorned with wings spun of light and gold.</p><p> </p><p>As he smiled this glowing awareness towards all who caught his eye there were many that returned his smile, reflecting together a sparkling joy. It seemed that many others lived a dream of strength and loving lightness as butterfly angels one and all.</p><p> </p><p>If you're looking to ascend above the torn riven strife that has perhaps hither too been the bane of your life don't search for wisdom, let it find you. Ask that your dreams to reveal the diamond within. When you do awake to such a grand awareness I urge you do one thing. Don't go back to sleep!</p></div>I got wingedhttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/profiles/blogs/i-got-winged2011-11-07T04:41:54.000Z2011-11-07T04:41:54.000Zmevynhttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/members/mevyn<div>I won't disclose too much detail, but it was strange ceremonial dream with a procession with someone walking infront of me and this other person. We both were female and we got winged. Then afterwards we were greeted by others who I think got winged already. They weren't speaking a particular language rather we were communicating with a knowing or telepathy. It was a very light filled dream and this was a night ago. It was beautiful and peaceful. They weren't angel wings either, but sort of butterfly wings.<br /></div>My Guideshttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/profiles/blogs/my-guides2011-05-10T16:46:16.000Z2011-05-10T16:46:16.000ZChristahttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/members/Christa91<div><p>I think I may have met one of my guides in a dream I had but am not sure since I have not seen him since the encounter. So here it goes. I had a dream about three weeks ago. Before this dream, I kept asking my guides if I could meet one of them face to face. I meditated on this for a good week before I had this dream where I think I may have met one. The dream was very vivid and I was visiting someone I knew in my dream and I was over their house. It was a big get together. There, I met with a tall blue man maybe about 7 or 8 feet tall, all I remember was he was VERY tall and I am VERY short lol, so I noticed this before I even thought it strange he was blue. He seemed to be hiding out in the corner of the room, going unoticed by the people around me. Just standing there and observing everyone with such a kindness in his eyes. His manner though seemed quiet and gentle, his presence familiar, peaceful and inviting. It was like I knew him before. There was no real conversation with us though, not like I would verbally express things to you or anyone else. I just walked up to him and he smiled at me with a confirmation that yes, I do know you. His apparrel was strange yet no one else seemed to notice this. He was wearing a white robe, kind of like a toga, sandles and was carrying a basket full of fruit. I know it seemed kind of funny but that was what he was wearing. It kind of reminded me of the chiquita lady. Do you think this was a silly dream or could I actually have encountered one of my true guides? I imagined the meeting would be a bit more personal as it was. I did not catch his name as the meeting was brief and he disappeared as soon as someone else started to get my attention. I have not seen him since :-( Maybe he thought I was rude or had other places he had to be, lol.</p><p> </p><p>I really am a believer that the people we meet in our dreams are really as real as just you and me just they are walking around in the etheric plane. I wouldn't be surprised if it really was one of them though. He seemed just way out of place. I really do hope he visits again. I find it odd he was blue, as I find a strong connection to adromeda and I heard that there are a lot of blue skinned andromedans. Hope I'm not turning delusional. Just thought I'd share.</p><p> </p><p>I love you all!</p><p> </p><p><3 Christa</p></div>Intense dreamhttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/profiles/blogs/intense-dream2011-04-20T03:51:54.000Z2011-04-20T03:51:54.000ZJuliannehttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/members/Julianne142<div>I've been having these intense dreams lately. It always starts with me seeing a lot of massive and beautiful UFOs, always flying over the ocean. Then suddenly, high up in the sky I see four red objects flying next to each other. They are falling at a fast speed in a diagonal line down towards the ground. When they finally hit the ground, it makes a lot of noise, like when a bomb blows up, or something. And you can see something that looks like embers just splashing around everywhere, and something that look like sparks from fireworks, and the embers also kind of "blows up". In the dream I don't know what it is, but I get the feeling that the object are supposed to go underground. We have to hide from the splashing embers, because they are flying everywhere.<br /><br />It seems like these dreams won't stop. When I wake up, I can't go to sleep again, because it was too intense! If anyone has any idea of what those red objects symbolizes, or has anyone heard of such a thing before, let me know? Thanks!</div>If ever there was a day.....https://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/profiles/blogs/if-ever-there-was-a-day2011-03-29T20:30:00.000Z2011-03-29T20:30:00.000ZKarma's Helperhttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/members/KarmasHelper<div>My Dream....<br /><br />....if ever there was a day to come that our families above and below were to make an GRAND entry... an undeniable statement so-to-speak to the entire world..... i pray.... oh do i pray..... that "that" day be April 29th, 2011. Pleeeease.....(seriously)......please.<br /><br />And if you're wondering as to just why April 29th (?)..... it may help you to ponder this over a plate of bangers and mash.<br /><br />Peace.<br /><br />KH</div>girlhttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/profiles/blogs/2859786-BlogPost-5875952011-01-25T12:13:07.000Z2011-01-25T12:13:07.000ZGOOFYhttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/members/GOOFY<div><p>i have had many different visions and many different things in wich i'll explain seperatly through my blogs</p><p> </p><p>i have dreamt of this girl since i was 6 years old, so as you can imagine the surprise i recieved when i realised she was as real as ever and loves me, now this also means that if she is infact real and this is all true then she may fight beside' me in battle when it come's time!</p><p> </p><p>your thoughts are welcome?</p></div>A very weird imaginationhttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/profiles/blogs/a-very-weird-imagination2011-01-17T22:00:00.000Z2011-01-17T22:00:00.000ZUnlabeled?https://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/members/Unlabeled<div><p>Last night, I was going to bed. Unfortunately, I have an active imagination.<br /> <br />As I was lying in bed, I imagined I was in a cave, in a large spider's web, wrapped up, except for my face.<br /><br />A large spider came upon me. It was sentient, and it could talk to me. It did. I knew in the first place that we had both agreed to be there, that I was there to learn. The spider detailed to me that we were going to see how well I reacted to pain. It explained to me that there was no situation that I couldn't handle, no test presented to me that I couldn't conquer. I found that I could communicate telepathically with it, since this was, after all, the realm of my imagination. I questioned it on whether this experience is real, or if it just part of my imagination. It said that I could choose to believe whether or not I was making this up to entertain myself, or if this was someone actually testing me. Naturally, this was an unpleasing answer, as I didn't know whether it was me or another entity (the spider) actually directing the experience.<br /><br />If you don't know if you are actually directing your mind, it's at the least slightly unsettling.<br /><br />The test, ostensibly, was to see how I reacted to pain. So, it cut my right big toe off. Now, as this is in my imagination, I couldn't actually feel the pain. I could imagine what it looked like, and what it felt like. I noticed that after a while there was an actual feeling of pain in the muscles and tendons associated with the big toe- it ran across the front of my foot, and up the inner side of my leg up to the knee. This really started to make me wonder if this is real, or if I am imagining it. Brr! The spider said, that for the moment, try to believe that it's real. The spider believed it was real, so I just kinda went along.<br /><br />So, as my imaginary self was dealing with the pain, the spider told me that now I would have to grow my toe back. It said that he could grow my toe back for me, but the reason was to see if I could do it. Also, it was to see how unattached to the pain I could become. He said there was a difference between me and my body, that my body is simply a series of chemical and biological reactions, and that me - I - was simply experiencing the neural impulses that were sent to the brain, which is the attaching body for the soul or true "I". If I could interpret the vehicle differently, or become less attached to it, I wouldn't feel as much pain, if any at all.<br /><br />He furthered the testing by sticking a needle under the nail of the toe right next to it. This time, I immediately started to feel a small amount of pain. He proceeded to stick 3 or 4 more needles straight through that toe. I remember that, to my imaginary self, I could very well experience that pain, and with each needle, I gritted my teeth very hard.<br /><br />After that it stopped. It said that that was enough for me to deal with for now. It then proceeded to ramble about spirituality. It said that it, too, was on the "grand learning experience". I asked how did he know the term "grand learning experience" that I used; it was very unlikely that he would have come up with that term. In effect, he said that either I was constructing this entire experience from myself (and thus would know what terms I used), or that he was telepathic, or a combination of the two.<br /><br />It held its hand in front of me. It was two or three 'fingers' attached to its arm. It said how we have an image of oneself, that we learn to associate with the body that we experience. This is simply a matter of belief. The spider said that it imagined itself as a spider, and that it was used to be a spider, and felt itself as being a spider. However, it had at least a partial mastery over its beliefs, and that, done correctly, it could change its self image based on how fast it could change its beliefs. It proceeded to change its hand to a human hand, with arm included. I wondered how the muscles on it connected to its spider forearm, and it said I don't know- I just know that I have a human hand right now. Then, it faded back to the original hand. It sighed; it had only partial mastery. The spider said it was capable of turning its entire self into a human, but he would still, for a while, believe he was a spider. If he did it long enough, and settled into the role, then it would come to think of itself as a human. Then, he would have just as hard a time thinking itself back into a spider. It would be easier, as it had experience being a spider; it was just a matter of belief.<br /><br />We both noticed that most of the pain had subsided. The spider took a bucket of ticks and dumped it onto my right leg. For a little while, I could imagine them crawling around and biting me. There really wasn't that much pain associated with it. The spider remarked this as good; it proceeded to start eating the ticks off of my leg. The spider commented that as it believed it was a spider, it also necessarily believed that he could eat ticks and enjoy it. Naturally, this was disgusting to me, but I believed I was a human, that did not eat ticks. It was simply the biochemistry I was used to.<br /><br />Then, it rambled again. I was wondering how exactly, that even if he believed he was a human, how could he change into one? I mean, I can believe that I am a cockroach, but all the Kafka in the world isn't going to turn me into one. He said it was about the 'programming', if you will. It's about how well you can control it. He never gave any specifics, but he said it was like trying to touch the sun in a video game. If you stand there and try to reach the sun by jumping up and putting up your hands, you won't accomplish anything. But, if you know how to change the basic programming, you can do it. You can change the game so that you are incredibly huge, that the earth is as big as your foot, and you could walk over and reach the sun. Or, you could make it so that you you can fly, and you could fly over to the sun. Or, that you could, on command, any where in the universe, and reach it that way. Or, you could change the perspective ratios, and you could simply reach up and grab the sun and cradle it in your hands. But, by playing by the rules of the game, it's nigh impossible that by jumping up that you'll be able to touch it. You might accidentally get in on someone else's change to the programming, but other wise, you're just wasting your energy. He said that most of us are Gamers, down here on Earth. We participate by the rules, and have fun playing the game. After all, it's the only thing we know to do. But there are a few who can also mess with the fundamental programming, and change the game's rules, at least as far as they can. It's impossible to change the rules that everyone plays by; only the ones that affect you. This was a big analogy, I gathered, that wasn't quite exactly how it worked, but explained it pretty well.<br /><br />He said that for right now, my testing was over. So, my imagination wandered for a while.<br /><br />In the middle of something, I noticed that I was back in the cave, with a sword about to puncture my chest. It struck, and immediately in real-time I had trouble breathing. I knew that I was experiencing pain on a different level, thus making it hard for me to breathe here; my chest constricted. The spider said that this was another test, and it proceeded to put another 4 or 5 swords in my chest, each of which my body reacted to. By now, I realized there was not that much pain associated with the swords; however, my physical body still reacted to them. I wondered still if this was real or my imagination. The spider said that I was doing well, to not be feeling pain. Eventually, the breathing came back, and the swords were removed. The spider then told me to focus on healing the toe, and growing it back. I did, for about fifteen seconds, and the pain in my body associated with the toe started to fade away. The toe felt... back, like it had come back into place. The spider congratulated me. After a little more rambling, the day dream ended.<br /><br />A little while later, I reflected on how if there was one choice in the beginning, that started the whole universe, the there were two possibilities; then, 4, 8, 16, 32, 64, 128, 256, 512, and so on many choices, corresponding to the number of choices made. By this point, there must be like 100 to the 100 to the 100 to the 100 to the 100 to the 100 many possibilities, which kinda represents the thought that there are infinite possibilities.<br /><br />Then, my mind wandered, and eventually, I fell asleep.</p><p> </p><p>(link to next: <a href="http://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/profiles/blogs/second-installment-of-a-very">http://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/profiles/blogs/second-installment-of-a-very</a> )</p></div>meaninful dreamhttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/profiles/blogs/meaninful-dream2010-12-27T04:30:00.000Z2010-12-27T04:30:00.000ZGOOFYhttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/members/GOOFY<div><span class="font-size-3">i think this means something, allot of things i just don't know what exactly!</span><br /><br /><span class="font-size-3">I had a wierd double feature, FULL ON MEANINGFULL dream last night, it felt kind of spiritual in a sence and i remember that it had meaning, it started out from what i can remember as in a house talking to some mate’s then i went outside, looked back and everybody was angry and had torn clothe’s and redish eye’s and they where all trying to kill me, everybody was trying to kill me</span><br /><span class="font-size-3">Then i was fighting people off, it was kinda like the zombie thing except it wasn’t likeif they bit me i’d catch something no it wasn’t contagouse it was more like people where trying to kill me, and i remember driving off after knocking them out, i was driving this black old school ute, yet still very shiny, i made it to a mini mart type set-up with the shops lined up, ran into this chinese type shop with a couple of arcade games some lolly dispensers outside and a chinese dude behind the counter as if he couldn’t see what was really going on, like he was blinded to the truth of it all, people attacked me there, then i ran down the street over to this house where it was safe, climbed up the side and into the window, next thing i know i’m dressed in a suit and there is a girl there, i have a ring on my finger and it was my marrige, all i remember thinking was that i had to make this right, i had to keep this marrige going no-matter what we where going to get married today, then my mate’s girlfriend was there my little brother and some close mate’s, they where all dressed up in a casual clubbing kinda way,</span><br /><span class="font-size-3">This girl was about 19 years old stunningly beautiful but really really short, like 3.5 – 4 foot high, very skinny but still a little bit of weight on her still, i remember feeling like nothing was going right, it was all falling apart but we had to go through with it anyway, we both wanted to just commit already, then i panicked because one of my best men wheren’t there so i went outside and went to climb down to go find him and he appeared infront of me climbing up the other way, he said to me hey bro what’s going on where’s my invite, then he saw my hand and went your getting married? “shocked look, i looked back at him just as shocked and went yer man, but i felt happy about it, so we both climbed back in the window and we got married, just as i kissed her, *the you may now kiss the bride, a bunch of angry people came rushing through the door, all of us got out fine, no harm done and we all jump into cars and dissapear, this girl was next to me, and i remember looking at her and saying, where married, it’s ok, where married now so matter what happens that isn’t going to change, i remember thinking that it was my strength my backbone, then i woke up and thought WTF?</span><br /><span class="font-size-3">Do you reacon it means anything???</span><br /><span class="font-size-3">These where all people from my past present and future!</span></div>my first dream with space crafts!!https://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/profiles/blogs/my-first-dream-with-space2010-11-07T19:16:35.000Z2010-11-07T19:16:35.000ZRock n' Ryanhttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/members/RocknRyan<div>so ive been meditating daily for about a week, and it seems that my dreams have been occurring more and more, which is exactly what i hoped. last night i had a rather brief but amazing dream, one that i will never forget.<div><br /></div><div>it was at night time and i was hanging outside of my house with my band mates, and we looked into the night sky and notice there were moving lights, at first they were just kind of drifting amongst the atmosphere, but then it shot across the sky at a super fast speed and started doing these maneuvers, and from then we were all super excited we were looking at a ufo. the one we saw first had a very angular body shape and was very massive compared to the ones that came after it.</div><div>we then saw about a dozen more appear in the sky, and these ones were more spherical glowing lights which sometimes showed a different color around them. my friends started to get worried and panicky, but i can remember myself saying to them " they're here! yes!" i was overwhelmed with excitement and readiness.</div><div>one of the crafts started to draw closer to my house, and as it did i stepped in front of everyone who was inching back. One of my friends tried to hold me back, but i told him to release me because i knew i needed to do this. i was then standing directly under the craft. i closed my eyes and i felt my body become weightless and i knew i was being brought up inside. it was so amazing!!</div><div>i then found myself standing before a group of humans who were sitting, watching me enter. they were all different and dressed differently. behind me was about 4 more people who were sitting also.</div><div>above them was a screen that was showing things i do not recall. they asked me a question of race and discrimination in my world and in my experiences, and what this awakening movement would do for that situation. i answered the question with compassion and with my own understandings of who i am today. it kind of seemed like i was trying to prove to them something or vote for something that was being debated.</div><div><br /></div><div>i do not recall anything really after i answered the question, but i am so glad i had that dream. it was just what i needed.</div></div>The Mother Ship and A Dream of the Future 1997https://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/profiles/blogs/the-mother-ship-and-a-dream-of2010-09-25T05:00:00.000Z2010-09-25T05:00:00.000ZAtlanMuhttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/members/AtlanMu<div><p>The Mother Ship and My Dream of the Future 1997<br /><br />The dialog of the dream<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">How did your dream begin?</span><br /><br />I and many others were in a barracks compound when we were told of ET activity. I found myself with some others walking along Seven Sisters Rd. (London), this I think representing the Pleiades to my conscious</p><p>mind. We were aware that we were heading into an encounter, and initially we wanted to find a place to</p><p>conceal ourselves. I distinctly felt I was being told to stay calm, it was as if our feelings radiated our presence for we were soon greeted by an ET.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">What did the ET look like?</span><br /><br />I was aware that its appearance wasn't an important focus of my attention, rather the message it relayed to</p><p>me through my senses.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">How did the dream proceed?</span><br /><br />We were taken to join other ET's, we were asked to help in communicating with other humans. We were shown scenes of crowds of humans in a state of panic, who were being hosed down by ET's. It was as if the actions of the ET's were mirroring the emotional haemorrhage of the panicking crowds. The torrents of water symbolising their emotional overflowing. Under these circumstances the ET's couldn't communicate. The being I communicated with telepathic impressed upon me that I and others where needed to be there to help threw the transitional period, for we would be there to help others understand and to help them to overcome their fears at this momentous time of the Earths vibrational shift.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">What happened next?</span><br /><br />The scene changed. I was driving with my family along a motorway, which was lined with streams of traffic. In the distance there was a burst of ultra violet light on the horizon. I was dazed for a few moments and then when my attention came back to the road ahead of me, I was shocked to see the cars that were in front had now turn around and were heading towards us. I begun reversing back only to realise that there would eventually be a series of multiple collisions. I reversed up on to the grass verge and parked up.<br /><br />We left the car, climbed up the grass bank and sat down. The words that echoed over in my mind were "You have got to have a vision" Simultaneously I saw a picture in my mind of an ancient Egyptian boat which they used to symbolise the journey of the soul going through a worm hole and its transition from the 3rd to the 4th dimension and beyond. I was given the impression that our state of mind and the vision we hold during this transition determines the dimensional destination of one's journey.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.williamhenry.net/index.html">Go here to the work of William Henry to discover more.</a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;font-size:12pt;"><font color="#000000"><img alt="" src="{{#staticFileLink}}8108671058,original{{/staticFileLink}}" /></font></span><br /><br />Go here to the work of William Henry to discover more.<br /><br />I became aware again of being on the grass bank; rays of sparkling light were showering down upon the Earth and were being absorbed by everything they touched. I looked around we had been joined by many others. My six year old son and all the other children had become miniaturised and were in a dormant state within a glass cylinder cocoon held by either of their parents.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">How were you feeling during this part of the dream?</span><br /><br />The most important message I felt from this dream was the need to keep clam and the purpose of keeping hold of the vision.<br /><br />The scene changed and I was standing in a canyon looking up at the narrow strip of visible sky above. I stood</p><p>in awe as an enormous mother ship began to pass overhead. I was so excited in awe of the sheer size and enormity of this craft majestically moving overhead; I remember spinning inside so excited and saying Ho my god, Ho my god several times, I loved every bit of it and every time I recall this dream the heirs on the back of</p><p>my neck stand up.<br /><br /><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;font-size:12pt;"><font color="#000000"><b><img alt="" src="{{#staticFileLink}}8108671273,original{{/staticFileLink}}" /></b></font></span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">What thoughts do you have concerning the message of holding the vision?</span><br /><br />I feel at this time the thoughts we hold will manifest the reality around us like a form of instant karma and if we can hold the frequency which is our belief in our self empowerment, atonement with the mother Earth and that we deserve to be part of a glorious future of where we all have the right to seek joy, abundance and love these can and will be part of our visions and our manifestations, the door or stargate that is the chariot that is going</p><p>to carry us into the new era and dimension of harmony, peace and love that is now upon us is your very own navigator, your mind and the intention you have is going to fold time and space and deposit you into the glorious</p><p>new beginning. I decided to share this with all as I believe that we are about to step threw that doorway and star gate that is our destiny.<br /><br />Please note I ask all that read this to discern at all time from your own knowing<br />That can only come from the hart, as I think that all experiences to do with other<br />Beings coming from other places, dimensions are not necessarily what they<br />may appear to be, we need to look for that verification from within, be aware<br />That if you THINK something is real it is coming from your brain and that can</p><p>be influenced externally if you are not aware of that, there is a good chance it</p><p>just might not be what you think.<br /><br />If you are feeling something and are in joy and loving from within your HART</p><p>then that is where no human or manmade projection cannot exist that is not in joy,<br /><br />You are a divine being and can call upon the highest of vibrational energy beings</p><p>that are here to help us on our transitory journey into the next evolutionary step to</p><p>assist us in this great adventure.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />If you have any thoughts on this or have you had your own dreams that you think just</p><p>might be relevent, please share so we can explore this.<br /><br />Love and Blessings to all AtlanMu<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">If you have any thoughts on this or had any dreams that you think may be relevant,</span><br style="font-weight:bold;" /><br style="font-weight:bold;" /><span style="font-weight:bold;">please share</span><br /></p></div>The Rainbow Body by Christalishttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/profiles/blogs/the-rainbow-body-by-christalis2010-02-22T17:30:00.000Z2010-02-22T17:30:00.000ZValerie E Girardhttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/members/ValerieEGirard<div><p style="text-align:center;"><img src="{{#staticFileLink}}8108640060,original{{/staticFileLink}}" alt="" /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><font size="3">The Christalis Avatars have guided me to delineate the components of the Rainbow Body for practitioners or anyone interested in this development in our ascension process. These major components are being explored with mudra, movement and meditation by PanHarmonic Practitioners. Join us in this study.</font></p><font size="3"><br /></font><font size="3">The <b>Dream Body</b><span style="font-weight:normal;">bubbles out to our left. There are five rings or layers to the Dream Body. The first layer we are generally familiar with for it facilitates our</span> <b>normal dreaming</b> <span style="font-weight:normal;">experience. The second ring enables</span> <b>conscious dreaming</b><span style="font-weight:normal;">, where normal reality shifts into a heightened state or normal reality shifts. The third ring has to do with</span> <b>lucid dreaming</b><span style="font-weight:normal;">, where one wakes up in the dream and has command of their experience. The fourth ring is</span> <b>shape shifting</b><span style="font-weight:normal;">. This is when someone has command of their energy and is able to shift into a different persona or appearance and hold that frequency. The fifth ring of dreaming occurs when we wake up in a</span> <b>new dream</b> <span style="font-weight:normal;">or reality and are able to exist there.</span><br /><br /></font><font size="3">The <b>Purpose Body</b><span style="font-weight:normal;">exudes from our right side. There are five stations of purpose: right, forward, backwards, up and down. These address our current reality,</span> <b>our personal history, the intended future, heightened consciousness and depth reality.</b> <span style="font-weight:normal;">We want to participate in this realm of experience with purpose, confidence, sobriety, impeccability and controlled abandon, relating sequentially to these five stations of purpose.</span></font><font size="3"><br /></font><font size="3"><b>The Corridor of Death</b>exists from the root chakra to below our feet. As we clear it, it becomes a conveyor for the Kundalini. This allows us to participate and benefit from the <span style="font-weight:normal;">awakening of the planet, rather than maintain ourselves on an isolated journey.</span><br /><br /></font><font size="3">The <b>Repository of the Kundalini</b> <span style="font-weight:normal;">lies buried deep within the planetary consciousness. It is awakening and beginning to flow. One must clear their Corridor to effectively experience and benefit from the rise of the Kundalini.</span><br /><br /></font><font size="3">Our <b>Magnetic Center</b>is located in and behind our solar plexus…and beyond. Meaning, it is a gateway into parallel universes. It acts as an attractor, magnetizing reality into <span style="font-weight:normal;">being.</span><br /><br /></font><font size="3">Of course, the Rainbow Body has <b>seven chakras.</b> <span style="font-weight:normal;">Each chakra contributes to the Rainbow Body both in frequency and light. Each chakra is essential in the operation and balance of the Rainbow Body and is intimately linked to one specific Avatar.</span><br /><br /></font><font size="3"><b>The Soul Star</b> is our link to higher consciousness. Located above our Crown chakra, we have access to higher consciousness at all times. It is also our gateway to the Christalis <span style="font-weight:normal;">Star.</span><br /><br /></font><font size="3"><b>The Christalis Star</b><span style="font-weight:normal;">is located in the higher vibrational states above the Soul Star. It is here, there and everywhere and yet anchored in a more accessible state above the OM Pavilion. It is a brilliant manifestation of the</span> <b>Christalis Light Body</b><span style="font-weight:normal;">, a unique composite of twenty cosmic Avatar frequencies. This is where we best entrain for ascension.</span><br /></font><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal">For more information, link to <a href="http://panharmonic.ning.com/">http://panharmonic.ning.com/</a><br /></p></div>A Midsummer Nights Dreamhttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/profiles/blogs/a-midsummer-nights-dream2009-11-04T21:02:07.000Z2009-11-04T21:02:07.000Zmerlynseahttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/members/merlynsea<div><p style="text-align:left;"><img src="{{#staticFileLink}}8108627283,original{{/staticFileLink}}" alt="" /></p>A Mid-Summer Nights Dream…or is it? 2009 by Weasie Kohler aka...merlynseaI never would have dreamed that this summer would bring with it so many surprises. Many of you know that I am practically fearless, so if I told you about the wilderness snake that flew onto my lap as I sat soaking my blistered feet in the cool water of a creek after hiking in the mountains a few weeks ago, I’m sure you smiled and nodded your head side to side thinking, “… sounds like a normal day in the life of Weasie.” My interlude with that snake was a precious thing. She was more startled than I; of that I am certain. After literally landing in my lap, she slithered down my left leg and over my foot into the refreshing waters of the creek and then journeyed to a nearby rock to absorb the sun and allow me to further enjoy our surprise interlude. Now she can convey her, “I hugged a human and lived to tell” story to all her loved ones. They will surely consider her brave beyond all reason and honor her forever and ever for her bravery.I live in a state of constant amazement. Moments that at first seem insignificant, often develop into a series of serendipitous delights, often folding in and through one another to create a vortex of sorts, like a living daydream; one miracle overlapping another and another and another, until I am pulled under and thrust up again to rise with wings of rapturous delight and gaze with wonder at the beauty around and through everything, with eyes that clearly see what cannot be seen outside of blind faith. Knowing that every circumstance is indeed only for the highest good of all creation; and gratitude that this is so. We are, each and every one of us, magnificent and wonderful beings, treasured beyond measure, not for what we do, but simply for who we are. I stand in awe of this grace. It is with humble gratitude for my life that I continue with my reminiscing….I don’t have to know why certain things happen…or don’t happen. I like Pollyanna’s philosophy; “look for the good in every situation, and you will surely find it.” It is often simply a matter of adjusting our perception that transforms a seemingly negative situation into a profoundly positive one. For instance, think about the moments that have caused deep sorrow and grief; the physical loss of a loved one; the onset of chronic pain due to bodily injury; the longing for acceptance and understanding by those that we love (that’s a big one). Now, form the intent to be grateful for every aspect of your life’s situations and gaze with wonder at the treasures resting within them. You will be amazed! I am.Several years ago I swam out to sea, wanting to end my life. Having experienced complete hopelessness and deep longing for release of emotional and physical pain that seemed beyond endurance, I gave my physical body up to the element of water—which is also one of my enduring loves (music being the other)—and prayed for release from a burden I no longer felt able to bear. I washed up on the beach very much alive and went home to live another day. In the weeks that followed, my attitude remained despondent, although I accepted that I was meant to remain on this planet for a reason beyond my limited understanding. Within that “knowing” a new hope was born.On Wednesday, July 8th, I was the only person swimming in the bay at Avila Beach just beyond the breakers and was mildly surprised to see an immense dorsal fin making it’s way directly for my tender flesh. My only thought was, “well, if it’s my time, what better way to go….but if not, it would be prudent to get to shore.” Of course, in a situation such as this, there is no time to "do" anything. It all happens so quickly. One moment the people onshore were yelling, “shark, shark” and waving their arms frantically, and the next they were pointing and calling, “Oh, look at the pretty dolphins!”, all thought of the previous danger to the poor soul in the water forgotten. I was relieved, certainly. At the moment of my rescue, it hadn’t occurred to me that the dolphins purpose was to create a wall between a great white hungry mama shark and plump little old morsel “me”. I was just as taken by the spectacle of dancing dolphins as the others, all thought of that huge dorsal fin wiped from my mind as visions of carousels in a mermaid utopia replaced a scenario of simple acceptance with one of blissful exhilaration. I have gained a fresh understanding of “living in the moment.” I love this life!It wasn’t until two days later that the gravity of my situation came to light as I relayed my dolphin frolicking adventure to my sister while driving to a family wedding in Sacramento. After describing to her the afore mentioned scenario, she pointed out that dolphins don’t make beeline advances. Sharks do. I returned to the scene in my mind and clearly recalled that there was only one dorsal fin visible as I gazed out to sea before being distracted by the (dol)fins who so gracefully escorted me to shore. I had assumed that the approaching fin must have been a dolphin, after all, but dolphins and sharks have completely different tail structures and move accordingly. It’s not too difficult to determine the differences. Those people on shore certainly did, or they would have been yelling, “massive dolphin, massive dolphin!”I bow my head in humble gratitude for being nurtured and protected beyond anything I could ask for, or even imagine. It isn’t required that we know why things happen the way they do. No One is greater than another. We are all equal and equally blessed, no matter what our perception. The precious lady who was taken by a great white on the same beach five years ago is no more or less fortunate than I. But she is needed elsewhere and I am needed here. Would I trade places with her? No.There is more to my developing tale. I could tell you about the two wasps that, moments after my dolphin interlude, were discovered embracing on the imprinted flower of my t-shirt. We could wander along the path of perception and spend chapters on what it was the wasps were thinking, and if they had any idea where they “really” were or where that garden of theirs had just come from. I could tell you about the music and colors I saw radiating from the rocks and flowers during the hours before my delightful snake encounter or how it feels to be in the presence of the fairy kingdom as I passed by an old tree along the joyous mountain path I travelled this past May. We could have a discussion about the thinning veil separating fantasy from reality as we perceive it. We could ponder so many things, but I will rest my pen now and simply close this mid-summer nights dream commentary with the words, “good journey, my friend.” You are loved immeasurably. Be the dream and grow in unending love from your experiences as fear becomes a forgotten thing. Good night.</div>