I had a dream last night. It was a nightmare. I haven’t had a nightmare that disturbing since I was very young. I remember a night dream when I was about nine years old of being frantically flailing the reins of the wagon against the flanks of my two horses. I was driving a buck wagon and a gigantic spider was after me. I knew I couldn’t let it get over me or its threads would come out of its body and capture me, wrap me into a ball and eat me. The other dream I had when I was eleven was of the dying ember of a planet pulsing darkness that I fought to keep from being drawn into. The planet had been destroyed and all that was left was the evil that destroyed it. The other dream was a day dream. I wasn’t asleep when it happened. My daddy was reading me a book when I was probably two or three. Daddy was reading. “See the rabbit. It is small. See the elephant. It is big.” As he read the word rabbit, the little rabbit swelled in size becoming so big it felt menacing not cuddly and friendly at all and the elephant became small and lost it grandeur. These dreams stayed with me for years.
I had not been able to get to sleep last night. I obsessively read the news of several news stations which in the past was unusual for me. Not so unusual recently. Some strange disturbance tweeted my gut as I read the tweets and comments. My mind bothered me. I felt mentally weighed down. My thoughts were confused and I became emotionally frightened. Not being a person who is easily afraid, I wondered what all this chatter was doing to me. I had finally worn down and slipped into sleep at 1am.
And I dreamed
I had a dream about people caught in huge buildings with no windows or doors. No matter where they went, the walls of the buildings they were in became a quicksand of power with gray wet claylike fingers that reached into their minds through their ears and then engulfed them. I was flying and running, spinning golden threads into the encroaching moving menacing gray mind matter consuming everyone. Even as I built a golden mesh wall, the engulfing power was so strong, so unrelenting, so weighted that the mesh would tear and fall. The golden mesh never was consumed by the mind/people destroyer only torn apart. A statement came into my mind just as I felt that I could not go further.
“To Thy Own Mind Be Free”
The statement prompted me to not be tempted to fall victim to the horror before me. I became my own mind and created my own dream and in that dream there were no walls. Only a sunrise and a unending empty landscape to create on.
As I worked my way awake this morning, I realized that the dream was related to the strange disturbance of mind and gut the night before. I realized that I must not be tempted by the mesmerism going on around me. I must keep my mind free to do what I can where I can. Be what I can be where I can be what I need to be. And not let my mind be tempted by the manipulation of data going on everywhere.
To my own mind be free.
I had been guided to create the Creation Exercises over twelve years ago so that people could be free to have their own mind and not be trapped by mind manipulations that would destroy their lives.People could be free to create with their mind and not be at the effect of the world around them and what that world said was real. They could through their unity with life generate a landscape of their own creation. The design of the exercises worked to free each person’s mind and they work to thisbuild the capacity to observe, not react, until what is actually going on for each person becomes available. The power to chose freely for oneself, not be driven by mass hysteria or the stirring up of fear.
The Observing exercise can take an issue like fear and we can be present to what that fear opens us up into and when we open up, we get to see what we have with that fear. Our mind is free of the entrapment of fear and we are free to chose if what that fear gives us is something we want to have. We are not so tempted by the quicksand of fear anymore.
Let me show you.
Observing the fear in the dream has me be present to worry. Being present to worry has opened me up into the disturbance I felt last night reading the news. Opened up into the disturbance I felt last night reading the news has me have the need to take a breath and not let fear suck me down.
Observing horror of entrapment in the dream weakened me has me be present to how weak I get when I doubt my own truth. Being present to how weak I get when I doubt my own truth has opened me up into how tempting to the mental mind half truths and fake statements are. Opened up into how tempting to the mental mind half truths and fake statements are has me have the need to stop and take account of where I stand in relationship to the quicksand of contradicting chatter that is engulfing our minds.
Observing the muddy avalanching quicksand in the dream has me be present to I will do what I can to find a path out of the avalanche of hate and distrust designed to turn people against our country and against each other. Being present to I will do what I can to find a path out of the avalanche of hate and distrust designed to turn people against our country and against each other has opened me up into the necessity of people knowing their own ethics and their own values. Opened up into the necessity of knowing their own ethics and their own values has me have the ability with others to keep returning to the truth of our own experience and use our fear-free minds to make our decisions.
Having the need to take a breath and not let fear suck me down has me have the need to stop and take account of where I stand in relationship to the quicksand of contradicting chatter that is engulfing our minds. Having the need to stop and take account of where I stand in relationship to the quicksand of contradicting chatter that is engulfing our minds has me have the ability with others to return to the truth of our own experience has me have the ability with others to keep returning to the truth of our own experience and use our fear-free minds to make our decisions has me have a world where fear no longer tempts the free.