The Waking Dream

[DoktorGreen]

Here in this thread, those that wish could post their interactions with power in the waking world. It is but another dreamworld!
This past Saturday, I set out to climb a small mountain in the central rockies. Not one in a park or covered with trails, a true wilderness climb! As I began, I called out to the large Raven cruising above (in his language). On the lower slopes, I couldn't decide on a path to take, as all seemed to encounter cliffs! So, I sat down on a rock and holding my Crow Power Piece high, I called to them. My INTENT was to find a power spot high on the summit and perform a special ceremony.
After calling, I began to climb again. I crested a ridge and there before me were 5 big Crows! I approached to arms length and slowly sat on a rock. They stayed, talking and hopping incessantly! We talked for several minutes; me asking about the best place for my ritual, them cackling about who knows what! I stood. They all departed in the same direction. I went that way. THREE more times on my way up, I was at an impass on the mountain. Each time, I called and a single Raven came immediately.... lighting a short distance from me. Each time, I went in that direction! I reached the top. I built a circle alter (as described here somewhere else) and performed my ritual.
On my way down, 5 Crows were sailing and cawing... chasing a big Hawk away. This Hawk was the object of my ceremony. I INTENDED to establish him as an ally. He is a true hunter of power and has exceptional "sight". The Crows had a different idea, though... and I trust them. I will connect with the Hawk when I am ready.
Such is the work of power in this world.
Enowah Awaho,
Dok

[Castor]

Hi Dok,
That was amazing. What to say, as far as I can say, what you did was obviously done well Talking with crows...you interract with nature pretty good. That is also my intent, but I'm still on the very beginning.

Speeking about mountains, I have few questions to ask.
So Dok, Wolf, you also live near mountains, and go there often, do you have any advices?
When you go on mountains, do you go alone?
I have a need to go at a mountain near my town all alone, for few days, but there are alot snakes there now, and few are poisone and I can't say that I'm comfortable with it, though I love that mountain.
I have anxiety of spending night all alone on mountain, because once, when I stayed alone yust for few minutes I heared a voice saying my name.
If person decide to go on mountain alone, intending to meditate there, relax, maybe even to gather some power what is necesarry to do?
I know enough about equipment, rock and mountain climbing, behaving in mountain, because I climbe them my whole life, but I know nothing about being totally alone there for days...
How to handle animals?
Castaneda described alot techniques which are appliable when meeting with power, using woods, laying in the ground and covering...but honestly, I have no idea how to apply them.
So if you can help I'll be grateful,
Thanks,
Castor

[DoktorGreen]

HI Matea,

I don't know about others, but I go alone. If I am just hiking, I may take my dog. He is a great companion! But, if I am on a mission, I go alone. I woud not suggest more than
two days and one night on a mountain. I take a hunting knife, but have never needed it. However, your security depends on your relationship with the natural world. Serpents are great guides, but they must sense an ally in you. When you enter the forest, does it get really quiet? Or do the birds sing and the small animals scurry around? If it gets real quiet, you are not in harmony with the enviroment. If life goes on as normal, you are accepted. You know the answer to this and it should make your decision to go alone easier.
Walk like you are stalking the mountain. Step very lightly and be very aware. Put your heel down last. Go slow. Look in every direction all the time. Listen for the abnormal sounds of nature, as they will talk to you. If you have an animal ally, call on it to guide and direct you.
To know how to suggest the best way to do a power ceremony, its necessary to know your goal.
For the Standing Mother,
DG

[Castor]

Thanks Dok,
This will help.
Trully,
Castor

[Nagual LoneWolf]

When approaching mountains it is first to realize what intent (ap) you will need to move with.
I mentally speak with the mountain then proceed.
After homage has been performed I move forwward.

[mamalama]

Saturday night my daughter was in a harshly critical mood and I didn't feel like giving my energy in any exchange with her. Normally, I either engage her in an argument or go to my room and shut the door, maybe go for a walk. Instead, I found myself headed for my keys, compelled to get in my (lovely new) car, absolutely clueless as to where I was going to go.
What a waste of gas, I heard in my head, driving with no idea where you're going. Dumb to put miles on your new car for no good reason, I thought, getting in. You'd feel stupid if you wrecked it out cruising, my rational mind continued, doing its best to get me to not go driving around and yet my hands and feet turned keys and hit pedals and soon I was gliding down the highway, not really enjoying it like I would expect (sunroof, leather, stereo, breeze -- these should make me feel good, right?)
I kept asking myself "where should I go?". It was oddly unsettling, not being able to come up with a destination. It intrigued me more than just a little, observing this "split" between the rational mind, chattering away in an effort to corral the body and the body acting on its own will, the creative mind "suspended" as if not up to considering anything other than simply driving on.
The body usually loses these battles with the critical mind and yet here I am, driving. I sensed the strangeness of it intensely and decided to stalk me and see where I ended up. I gave in to the wierdness and let go of my desire to know where I was headed.
At that very moment, the car in front of me swerved over the center line and back into his lane. I pondered what that guy's problem was as a familiar, silhouette lit up in my headlights: a pure white cat, in my lane.
I hit the brakes, gave myself about a three foot margin to the center line to make sure I still blocked the lane and opened the door, calling the cat as cars whooshed by at 60 miles an hour, in the dark to my left. (Odd, but as I recall this it wasn't dark when I got in my car and I didn't drive for very long at all).
The cat showed no interest in getting in with me so I threw on my flashers, speeding cars be damned, and stepped out into traffic (my mother would have had a fit). Stealthily, I gained his trust, picked him up and headed home, certain this was the point of my drive, instantly calm and relieved.
As I drove I smiled to myself. I thought of my (white) Suki cat, who I could not save from death, and felt grateful for a the chance to save this cat. I came home and all hostility had evaporated. My daughter made a sign and we drove out together (in "her" car, my old one) and I hung the sign in just the right spot.
I got one call, first thing the next morning, from the cat sitter who said the cat's mistress would have been "brokenhearted" if anything would have happened to that cat. I thought to myself "I know that feeling and I would do anything to save someone else from it". Indeed that intent was galvanized in my heart.
Intent, I think, can echo outward and bounce back to you. I prayed so hard to be able to save Suki's life that I think I caught the wave in the ether for the opportunity to come as close to my intent as I could without interfering with Suki's dance with power. I didn't have the power to keep her from dying but I apparently had enough to relieve someone else from that same knife through the heart.

[Bob May]

DoktorGreen wrote:
Here in this thread, those that wish could post their interactions with power in the waking world. It is but another dreamworld!
Such is the work of power in this world.
Enowah Awaho,
Dok
I watch for patterns in my life that match patterns in Scripture and the Qabala.
I listen to the words people do not mean to speak and try to read the words that were not apparently meant by the writer.
I try to remember exactly what I was thinking or what was just spoken when something out of the ordinary happens. I watch as whatever subject matter I am interested in at the time comes to me from various sources.
I attempt to recognize and acknowledge it as this dream I live in is unraveled for me.
I try and share what I find on my journey with those who will listen and consider what I have to say.
I try to consider and listen to what others have learned.  
I have spoken before of my experience of stopping the world. When reaffirmations become constant is the best way that I can describe it.
In scripture the word for angel is "messenger" and I believe that is what reaffirmations are or where they come from.
If we watch for the messages do the messages increase, or do we possibly just become more aware of the constant messages? And does it really matter which is true?


Re 5:9
And they sung a new song, saying, Thou art worthy to take the book, and to open the seals thereof: for thou wast slain, and hast redeemed us to God by thy blood out of every kindred, and tongue, and people, and nation;




Re 5:10
And hast made us unto our God kings and priests: and we shall reign on the earth.




Re 5:11
And I beheld, and I heard the voice of many angels round about the throne and the beasts and the elders: and the number of them was ten thousand times ten thousand, and thousands of thousands;
I believe we have experiences which are beyond us. Then we spend our lives attempting to repeat those experiences and in so doing, we learn how they happened and also go beyond them.
I think the constant reaffirmations is a signal of how Christ or Christ consciousness comes. So I watch for the thousands of thousands to appear.

[Nagual LoneWolf]

Bob your a stalker indeed.

[ninth octave]

I did not really realize the exact night I stopped dreaming. For maybe the past ten years or so vivid technicolour lucid dreams are no longer a part of my  nocturnal life.  I fall soundly asleep and just wake up in the morning not really remembering anything out of the ordinary to say I just had a dream. I have seen my dreams and use them as vehicles of understanding myself and who I am in this world. The lucid dreaming of the past have shown  me how fearless freedom is relinquished into the daily construct of now. I have learn to know myself through dreaming and now have taken those dreaming lessons into the reality of now. Having resided to the fact that I am retired from those days of  vivid dreams has now brought me into the now of things. The intent index is on the rise now where I feel like I am one or two seconds ahead of knowing what another will say or do, although I travel several seconds behind.  I am way more a stalker who has learned  how to transfer the feeling memory of the dream into being an activated witness of this moment.

[glance left]

I often get interactions in that space between the waking world and the dreaming world....that transitional space.  Frequently during gazing sessions with open or behind closed eyes.  When something particularly pointed comes through, it's often underscored by some phenomena/omen/affirmation fully in the waking world, either simultaneously or shortly afterwards.

This a.m., I'm gazing behind closed eyes listening to the multiphonic drone of Tibetan overtone choir.  Energy is high from energetic movements this a.m. and session of inner silence.  That supreme feeling of alignment.....open energy channels within allowing infinity to course through me. It's just an awesome thing to experience.  And, naturally, its something one might want to share with thoughts of "OMG, if we could all just get a taste of this!"   Notion that it would obliterate the wholesale pettiness that seems to have a death grip on the overriding social aspect of humanity.  LOL...a common notion, I'm sure, for any having a "peak experience" as they say, when interacting with power.  So, naturally, thoughts turn to the world.  How to share?  How to intend to bring something of this raw magic into and through the seeming clotted, inter-meshed mess of confusion/"darkness" that engenders rage/violence, desperate addiction/greed/lust (been there!), numb/dead/thick stupidity from endless vampiric drain of energy feeding the whole process.  The visual representation is of a dark planet of insanity which looks like a ball of boiling, fluctuating, miasmatic throbbing knot of blackness with intermittent bubbling eruptions of black pus and debris of opaque pumice/mud to fall back into the mosh pit.  Obviously some inner dramatization on my part......but still...an element of truth there   Inner impression is, Jeezus......WTF can be done about THAT!  

Then, I see the whole writhing thing freeze.....and kind of rupture into a spray of frozen specs which all seem to separate omnidirectionally from one another as I move into that ever expanding space between each particle of debris/dust.  Pretty soon, moving ever inward to that every outward expanding dark, clear space....all I can see is empty space of the void...infinite in all directions with each spec out there somewhere, having become irrelevant amidst the expansion.  Then, this intensely bright spot of white light appears from my right side move leftward and outward in front of me like a star.....so bright it looks like the tip of an ignited strip of burning magnesium.  As I watch it cruising forward through the empty space, it begins to languidly move back in forth with liquid serpentine motion and begins to leave behind a sinuous contrail of clear, luminous rainbow light.  Its motion forward was absolutely unobstructed.....smooth....frictionless.  As was the wake of rainbow light it left behind which smoothly expanded into an ever widening swath, like a canoe moving forward on a lake as smooth as glass, without losing any of the intensity and purity of the refracted bands of light.

I watched this for awhile until the energy of the dream-vision dissipated and I got up to do the dishes.  Short detour to the bathroom and, I see a bottle of mildew cleaner sitting on the side of the tub from recent tile cleaning.  Below the brand name is its declaration of the product's efficacy which states "Works without scrubbing!".  And beside the statement, as if to indicate the gleam of cleanliness, is a small bright spot of light with white lines radiating outward, shining like a star.

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