The space station is built around a vertical column of energy.
The space station is built around a vertical column of energy. I am attracted to this central location and when I put my hand into the energy beam it feels like it is flowing upwards. A portion of my consciousness is able to follow the beam while most of my energy body stays on the space station.
I follow the energy beam until it hits an invisible force field. At this location it looks like the energy beam from the space station hits something solid and splashes like water hitting the ground, or water sprayed from a hose-pipe hits the ceiling.
But the force field isn’t solid, I can poke my awareness up through the barrier and when I do I see the blackness of space, with stars. I feel a wind.
The wind is blowing from right to left. I go with the wind and find myself falling gently around a huge spherical energy skin. When I look back I can see the energy beam from the space station like a small geyser bubbling up through the energy field.
The wind carries me to another wall of energy or light that is like a huge waterfall, it intersects the spherical skin, casuing an intense seam of churning light to form. I am pulled into this intense churning, swirling intersection.
From here I am launched like a cannon ball into outer space. Eventually my momentum slows and I stop, floating in a darkness that is not dark.
The feeling here is quite strange, I have no sense of up or down or right or left. I have nothing that is relative to me, I seem to be in a place of no-thing.
Now I know that this is a deep dream entry point. I feel myself falling, I feel the sensation behind my eyes like an itch being scratched and I begin to see images though I know I will not be able to remember them at this stage.
I see a three-dimensional blue-print of an aircraft, spinning slowly in an anti-clockwise direction so that I can see it from all angles. I’m inside an idea.
This is not “my” thought per se, it seems to belong to someone else, or to a group of people who are working on this idea. I have been attracted to it in the same way that I might have become attracted to an interesting vehicle in the physical world.
My energy body, still back in the space station, asks the presence, “Is this null-point energy?”
The presence replies, “Think of a spherical fulcrum with no mass and this is where you are now.”
“That would explain the reason why I cannot seem to find a point of stability,” I said.
“Thinking in this location only causes feelings of nausea and turbulence,” said the presence, continuing, “but as soon as you relax and let go you find a gap that contains the universe.”
“What am I being shown? Why was I taken to this location,” I asked.
“Because this is one of the major dreamgates,” said the presence, “by becoming aware of the feeling of this gate you will be able to accumulate the power to dream consciously.”
On the outskirts of the massless sphere it was continual motion, but in the center was an endless depth of stillness and silence. Moving into the center was crossing from the consciousness of my every-day mind into the consciousness of my dreaming mind. The two states were separated by the thinnest skin, like the surface of a soap bubble. Yet the experience of travelling from one state to the other was like going from a condition of utter peace and complete understanding to one of utter chaos and complete confusion.
Moving outside the bubble was like stepping on a wobble-board.
“The dreaming mind is nothing like what you imagine,” said the presence.
“I think I’m beginning to understand what you mean,” I replied. “Is there anything I need to do,” I asked, “to cultivate this awareness?”
“It’s like anything,” said the presence, “it’s just a matter of repetition and recognition. It’s so natural you don’t even have to practice.”
I follow the energy beam until it hits an invisible force field. At this location it looks like the energy beam from the space station hits something solid and splashes like water hitting the ground, or water sprayed from a hose-pipe hits the ceiling.
But the force field isn’t solid, I can poke my awareness up through the barrier and when I do I see the blackness of space, with stars. I feel a wind.
The wind is blowing from right to left. I go with the wind and find myself falling gently around a huge spherical energy skin. When I look back I can see the energy beam from the space station like a small geyser bubbling up through the energy field.
The wind carries me to another wall of energy or light that is like a huge waterfall, it intersects the spherical skin, casuing an intense seam of churning light to form. I am pulled into this intense churning, swirling intersection.
From here I am launched like a cannon ball into outer space. Eventually my momentum slows and I stop, floating in a darkness that is not dark.
The feeling here is quite strange, I have no sense of up or down or right or left. I have nothing that is relative to me, I seem to be in a place of no-thing.
Now I know that this is a deep dream entry point. I feel myself falling, I feel the sensation behind my eyes like an itch being scratched and I begin to see images though I know I will not be able to remember them at this stage.
I see a three-dimensional blue-print of an aircraft, spinning slowly in an anti-clockwise direction so that I can see it from all angles. I’m inside an idea.
This is not “my” thought per se, it seems to belong to someone else, or to a group of people who are working on this idea. I have been attracted to it in the same way that I might have become attracted to an interesting vehicle in the physical world.
My energy body, still back in the space station, asks the presence, “Is this null-point energy?”
The presence replies, “Think of a spherical fulcrum with no mass and this is where you are now.”
“That would explain the reason why I cannot seem to find a point of stability,” I said.
“Thinking in this location only causes feelings of nausea and turbulence,” said the presence, continuing, “but as soon as you relax and let go you find a gap that contains the universe.”
“What am I being shown? Why was I taken to this location,” I asked.
“Because this is one of the major dreamgates,” said the presence, “by becoming aware of the feeling of this gate you will be able to accumulate the power to dream consciously.”
On the outskirts of the massless sphere it was continual motion, but in the center was an endless depth of stillness and silence. Moving into the center was crossing from the consciousness of my every-day mind into the consciousness of my dreaming mind. The two states were separated by the thinnest skin, like the surface of a soap bubble. Yet the experience of travelling from one state to the other was like going from a condition of utter peace and complete understanding to one of utter chaos and complete confusion.
Moving outside the bubble was like stepping on a wobble-board.
“The dreaming mind is nothing like what you imagine,” said the presence.
“I think I’m beginning to understand what you mean,” I replied. “Is there anything I need to do,” I asked, “to cultivate this awareness?”
“It’s like anything,” said the presence, “it’s just a matter of repetition and recognition. It’s so natural you don’t even have to practice.”
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