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Most of you will think I've finally flipped my lid. I think even Amber R. will finally tell me to see a shrink. Or promptly ask to crack my head open and see for herself.
Lately I've been having a wierd, interwoven series of dreams. Except, they aren't like dreams, because they aren't all crystal cut and whacked out like my dreams usually are. These are like fuzzy memories that you have almost forgotten, or had forgotten and are trying hard to remember.
Dream 1: Shackles present, woman present, bars separating us. I'm wearing what are either close fitting robes or a kimono in all dreams. Woman seems sad and angry, and will not talk.
Dream 2: Woman present, shackles not present. Seems to be earlier than Dream 1. Woman calls me 'nephew'. Whether blood related or in affection I cannot tell. Remember sunlight and a bed of some sort.
Dream 3: Woman not present, shackles not present. I am with another man in a garden of some sort. He hands me a sprig of wisteria.
Dream 4: Shackles present, woman not present. I seem to be in a cell, perhaps same as in Dream 1. There are no guards, so i must be in a form of solitary confinement.
Dream 5: This I remember most clearly. I'm in a room with the woman and another man. I have the shackles on. The man tells me something that distresses me, and the woman just calls me 'nephew' again.
Dream 6: Shackles present, woman present. Same as Dream 1, except the woman asks me what I will do. I cannot remember what I said.
Dream 7: most recent. Shackles present, woman present. This is where I determined that these all take place in some form of Heaven. I hear the word "Banish" , and there is a sharp pain in my forehead, in a place that corresponds with a scar that I have in the waking world.
Uaaahh... So, I can piece together that I'm in Heaven, I'm a prisoner, and I've been banished for some reason. This woman puzzles me, as does the mysterious other man. What are their relationships? The man says nothing, just hands me a sprig of wisteria. That may be significant.
The woman calls me Nephew. More thoughts later.
Okay, wisteria puzzle solved. To a Shin Buddhist the wisteria vine is a symbol of great humility and reverence to the Amida Buddha. He is called the everlasting light. He was a previous incarnation of Siddhartha Gautama and was said to be the ideal Buddha that lived in Siddhartha's mind and heart. Amida Buddha is the embodiment of compassion, wisdom, and enlightenment.
As a bodhisattva, Amida refused to accept Buddhahood unless he could grant people eternal happiness in the Pure Land.
That explains something to me. Namely, why I've gotten all peaceful and guru-ish lately.
Amber, you and I have talked about avatars of deities and mortal incarnations. Do you think...?
I'm both excited and frightened as to where this could lead...
Lately I've been having a wierd, interwoven series of dreams. Except, they aren't like dreams, because they aren't all crystal cut and whacked out like my dreams usually are. These are like fuzzy memories that you have almost forgotten, or had forgotten and are trying hard to remember.
Dream 1: Shackles present, woman present, bars separating us. I'm wearing what are either close fitting robes or a kimono in all dreams. Woman seems sad and angry, and will not talk.
Dream 2: Woman present, shackles not present. Seems to be earlier than Dream 1. Woman calls me 'nephew'. Whether blood related or in affection I cannot tell. Remember sunlight and a bed of some sort.
Dream 3: Woman not present, shackles not present. I am with another man in a garden of some sort. He hands me a sprig of wisteria.
Dream 4: Shackles present, woman not present. I seem to be in a cell, perhaps same as in Dream 1. There are no guards, so i must be in a form of solitary confinement.
Dream 5: This I remember most clearly. I'm in a room with the woman and another man. I have the shackles on. The man tells me something that distresses me, and the woman just calls me 'nephew' again.
Dream 6: Shackles present, woman present. Same as Dream 1, except the woman asks me what I will do. I cannot remember what I said.
Dream 7: most recent. Shackles present, woman present. This is where I determined that these all take place in some form of Heaven. I hear the word "Banish" , and there is a sharp pain in my forehead, in a place that corresponds with a scar that I have in the waking world.
Uaaahh... So, I can piece together that I'm in Heaven, I'm a prisoner, and I've been banished for some reason. This woman puzzles me, as does the mysterious other man. What are their relationships? The man says nothing, just hands me a sprig of wisteria. That may be significant.
The woman calls me Nephew. More thoughts later.
Okay, wisteria puzzle solved. To a Shin Buddhist the wisteria vine is a symbol of great humility and reverence to the Amida Buddha. He is called the everlasting light. He was a previous incarnation of Siddhartha Gautama and was said to be the ideal Buddha that lived in Siddhartha's mind and heart. Amida Buddha is the embodiment of compassion, wisdom, and enlightenment.
As a bodhisattva, Amida refused to accept Buddhahood unless he could grant people eternal happiness in the Pure Land.
That explains something to me. Namely, why I've gotten all peaceful and guru-ish lately.
Amber, you and I have talked about avatars of deities and mortal incarnations. Do you think...?
I'm both excited and frightened as to where this could lead...