Mandorla Consciousness: Part II
There is a time for everything. The dualism that gave rise to our evolving ego and developing Christ potential has become our worst enemy: the anti- Christ. And as long as we repress unwanted parts of ourselves and project them onto others—whether these be our compulsive instincts, dangerous emotions, or frightening aspects of our masculine and feminine sides—we will struggle through the darkness of confusion and the world will be a dangerous place.
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Thank you, Que. May you and Cicero have a blessed holiday season! XOXOXO
This is a beautiful and inspiring post! Thank you for sharing this dream with us. I’ve been rereading Dream Theatres now that I have a year or so of dreams recorded and thought about. It’s so fun to see the layers that I missed first time through!
Wishing you a peaceful holiday season!
Oh, my dear! It’s such a pleasure to know that my book has been so meaningful that you’re reading it for the second time. That’s an amazing compliment. Thank you. I hope you’ll find my new book equally helpful. Yes, it seems like every time I read an older dream of mine I find new levels of meaning too. Dreams are such extraordinary, creative teachers! Thank you for writing. And may your dreams be enlightening and empowering. Have a blessed holiday season. Jeanie
Dear Jeanie, yesterday when I was re-arranging the furniture in the sitting room down in Plettenberg Bay, I placed a white wooden tree about 2 feet high on top of the gas heater, which I covered with a beautifully black embroidered cloth. A paper star, white, was laying about so I fixed that to the tree. In front of the tree, I placed some shells in a little black clay pot I made a few years ago, and a fossilised pansy shell. So, again I am struck by a seeming synchronicity.
Your 5000th recorded dream – Blessings on the Dream Mother for giving you such a dream! Yes the menorah and the sephirot and the tree of life will always remind me of The Great Mother and her beneficent aspects such as the arising of the Sacred Feminine and her manifesting in women doing the essential work. You are an example of this.
Thank you for your beautiful post. How wonderful that you saw how to revise your last chapter!
The Dream Mother gave me one of the most peculiar and puzzling dreams of my life last night …
Dear Susan, Another delightful synchronicity between the two of us! Maybe we’ll meet in person one day and find out why these things keep happening. It feels like, somehow, we were meant to be in each others’ lives.
And thank you for your affirming thoughts about my work. I find it so healing to know people like you who want to honor and respect the contributions that others are trying to make to collective awareness instead of focusing mostly on the negative. Certainly, to raise our consciousness we need to see the cruel realities of life, but we are also in desperate need of models of kindness, thoughtfulness, and friendship, especially in times like this. They are crucial — but sadly often overlooked — parts of reality too.
Thank you, my sister seeker. I wish you joy and love in this holiday season.
P.S. (I’d be fascinated to hear about your dream. Feel free to contact me via email if you want to discuss it!)
Thanks Jeanie for your offer to send you my dream … I’ll be bothering over it for sure as time goes by. Hopefully the Dream Mother will send me another on that theme or something that clarifies it a little. I can barely bring myself to read it again. But I will. I have to.
Have a great week and a joyous festive season 🙂
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Many thanks! Wishing you a blessed holiday! Jeanie
Thank You for your beautiful interpritation. I love your way of writing ? have a great and peaceful holidays Jeanie ?❤? Aladin
Wonderful! So beautiful when our dreams send confirmation and hope. After incubating a dream a few weeks ago about a coming cochlear implant surgery, I had two positive dreams related to the surgery. The first made it clear I must love myself through this challenge and be patient. This dream chose Vic’s two most loving and now dead aunts as the crones bringing the love message to remind me I am surrounded by love. The second dream was a simple image of a crystal bowl with a clean break and no rough raw edges, no splintering or shattering –a clean cut or break through the glass/bone as we would like in surgery. Fortunately, I had a dream therapy appointment just a day after the dreams, so could work them while fresh. I don’t number my dreams. There have been many, all in notebooks on my shelf. I organize them by date beginning in 1967 and now transcribe them into a computer file so I can search for topics–like hearing. Blessed Solstice to you and your family.
What beautiful dreams these were. How can we not feel known and loved when we receive gifts like these? I haven’t had a surgical procedure since the age of 5 when my tonsils and adenoids were removed (I don’t count giving birth to two children…that did require hospitalization but I don’t think it counts as surgical procedures), so I can only imagine what thoughts and emotions you must be having. We are so fortunate to understand the wisdom of the deep Self and know much help and comfort it gladly brings when we ask for it. I wish you the very best of luck with your surgery and hope it brings the most successful results possible.
I only learned about the value of dreamwork in1989, 22 years after you. By then the books I read advised numbering and dating my dreams, so I assumed this was a must. I didn’t quite see the point of it then, but I saw its value when I wrote Dream Theatres of the Soul, and then again when I started this blog. So now it’s a habit. After all these years it feels like 5,000 is a significant milestone, but then, so would recording and working on my dreams for 51 years! Wow. What an accomplishment. And what a wealth of self-knowledge you’ve acquired from your practice and dream therapist.
Many thanks for writing. Blessed Solstice to you and yours too.
A wonderful dream with rich associations. Thanks. Laden with buds – reminded me of my little miniature Camellia, which I re-potted last month. In response it burst into 11 pink blossoms and served as my Christmas tree this year. I can’t post the image here, but it features somewhere on my twitter thread.
Oh my. I love camellias. What a wonderful Christmas tree that must have made. I’m enjoying your blog, especially the recent post about the mystical wonders of the imagination. The lack of understanding of the value of these phenomena that seems to prevail in our time is so soul-killing. Your post at https://courseofmirrors.wordpress.com made a wonderful case for attending to them.
Blessings in the new year,