Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Watering Can 'O Gnosis

I had the sweetest dream last evening. Actually, it was this morning. It's around midnight now. I just now finally got the chance to unwind from a long day and write about it.

The phone rang and woke me up out of the dream. I'd love to know what would have happened next.

I was standing in a large cavern. Rocky underfoot. Bare footed, I think. There were about two dozen people sitting, standin g, and milling around. I had a watering can in my hand. I walked around 'watering' people with it. On the shoulders or head, not on their feet like they were plants.

Afterward, the people who were drenched in water crept out of the rocky area and toward a rise of rock nearby. It had a lip that we couldn't see over.

Before I left I noticed there was a woman sitting, huddled, crying by herself. She had her knees drawn up to her chin and she was wailing her heart out. I went to pour water on her and a man stopped me with his hand on my elbow saying, "Stop. You can't. It won't help her." And then he walked out with the others.

Stubborn, I raised my can up over her head anyway and poured water on her. It was like a clear sort of bubble encapsulated her. The water didn't touch her but she started crying even harder. Confused, I backed away, set down my watering can, and left to join the others.

I crawled on my hands and knees up toward the edge of this raised land where the others were. We cautiously peeked over the edge and saw a gigantic hallowed out region inside. (It was like a hollow volcano, almost.) Inside was a sea of the brightest water I'd ever seen. Lush, sparkling, rippling. Islands were intermittent. But the water dominated and blinded our eyes. Pure reason and love.

And then the darn phone rang.

I wanted to scream I was so aggravated I was woken up.

I think my soul was drifting and the All wanted to show me that I wasn't alone. We all have watering cans and it's up to our own discretion with whether or not we use them.

The crying woman has me a bit confused. Why would she shut out love? Was she grieving? I can't put my finger on what it was she was feeling or what her personal experience was. And maybe that's not for me to know. What I do know is that this dream was just the soulfood I've been needing lately. I am thankful for Pleroma's gift and what a joy this day has been.
Posted by Angel at 11:53 PM
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4 comments:

Steve Truebluehealer said...

Lovely gnostic dream Angel somewhat similar to that of Gladys reported the same day .Great clarity. Another place simply accessible that is so much better than where most of us are today. That was a Cry Baby that can't stand the reality of existence.They are seriously underfunctioning materialists.They beg for extinguishment. Existence traumatises them.I have a channelled report from Zammit on the astral that when they die and realise they still exist they go into shock and can be catatonic for centuries our time. They are failed experiments.

July 14, 2010 1:0

Angels Dream message for all

It never occurrs to most of us that our life in the physical could have two life cycle parts, where one is first raised in a cave  where our perceptions are mostly flickering shadows, and then sooner or later, simply by being curious, some find the exit into a much more beautiful existence in the light outside, and realise all that time they were just gestating. And like some birds raised in cages some cannot/ will not leave the cage. Will always stay there. Typically too  immersed in grief to apprehend the message from others who found the way out. It runs off them like water off the duck's back. These people are overly invested in the cave like existence, often craving extinguishment.
Gladys'Dream from the Canaries .
A similar dream, Gladys, one out of group on a beach, about  wanting to experience something better. A natural tendency in most people , but not all.
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Gladys writes - I forgot to mention a beautiful dream I had the night before last.

I was sitting on a beach in the sand (similar to the ones we have here
but increased in beauty on a very clear warm sunny day. There were a few
people with me that I was talking to, but the rest of the beach was
empty (many kilometres)

Slightly to my right and ahead of me I could see the Island of Tenerife
(which you can see from here on a clear day.) But this time although it
was at a distance it was so clear and my eyesight was so clean that I
could perfectly see the houses, that it was amazing to be able to see so
well this beautiful view. I can see for miles and miles....

I turned to my left and wow... at a distance following along the quiet
shoreline, I could see an entrance to another place, (cave exit) the entrance had a special glow of warm light and was protected by the most beautiful
greenery that I have ever seen, and this sun-light glowed behind and
around these trees and I remember thinking "I've never seen that
beautiful tone of green before" it's amazing.  I knew that I would be
going in that direction...

+++

Just remembering it as I write, I am reliving the calmness of the
moment, the crisp and sharpness of the images and I felt very healthy to
have such great vision and also being in very good company.

Thank you, this hasn't happened in decades.
Afterlife feedback revealing how stunned materialists and denialists are after dying Section 3