Prior to bed I’d asked to have a week’s worth of OBEs because I so miss my adventures in dreamtime. I remember wishing I could just sleep through the week and have a continuous OBE. Oh how wonderful that would be!
Dream: Searching for Retreat
The dream began with me searching “online” for a retreat to go to. I didn’t see a computer screen but a black/blank space upon which my thoughts were projected. The first place I searched was the southwest and, after not seeing any that interested me, changed it to southeast. A Massachusetts retreat showed up, I remember thinking, “That’s not south”. I did look at this one more closely but was discouraged by the way it was set up primarily to make money. So, I tried “North America”. The results were a retreat located on the piece of land connecting North and South America – Panama I suppose. This time I thought, “No, not in another country.” Finally, I entered/thought, “The United States”.
I shifted to a new scene. I was with a man who was a representative of a retreat center located in Arizona. He asked me why I selected his retreat and I said I knew someone in that area. I didn’t remember selecting this particular retreat, however. The man wore a tropical themed shirt and had a big smile and twinkling eyes. He said the retreat name but all I remember now is that it had Bora Bora in it (definitely not AZ). He asked me a lot of questions and we discussed what I needed from my time in retreat. I remember getting a bit sad and told him, “I can’t do it alone”. My thoughts went to my other half and the feeling of completion I felt. It seemed impossible that I would ever heal if I had to do all the healing on my own.
I was taken to my room but I don’t remember much about this part of the dream.
Then I was walking outside looking at the retreat grounds. I walked past a very nice swimming area. It was clear it was intended for people with lots of money and somehow I recognized that if I was willing to spend enough money I could enjoy this area. I entered the swimming pool thinking, “I wonder how much for an hour. I would be willing to pay whatever they asked for time alone here.” I looked around me at the various others lounging in and around the pool. I thought it would be perfect for me if all of them were just…gone. A couple of women on the end of the pool glanced at me and I felt a weird vibe from them that suggested they didn’t want me there. Sighing because it was a feeling I was very familiar with, I exited the pool. I told my guide, “I need a retreat just for Projectors.” My thoughts were that this, and all the retreats I looked at, were created with Generating types in mind. Generating types were the very reason I needed a retreat!
I got out of the pool and walked towards a walkway leading to a lookout area. I couldn’t see what was below but I could tell I was up high. There was a couple at the end of the pier at the observation point. I paused and put my hand on the wooden railing. It was very solid and I could feel the wood grain under my fingers. I slid my fingers up and down it and thought, “It feels so real. I wonder if I am really here?” Momentarily I could feel myself in two locations, one in the dream and the other in physical reality. It was an odd feeling and I knew immediately that I was in both places and both were equally real. This came as pure Knowing and my reaction was disinterest. It was clear I was focused on the dream reality which brought me relief. I thought, “If only I could stay here forever.” This was my agreement to continue in the dream.
I walked towards the couple noting that the wooden railings were not permanent structures. It was clear it was still under construction. As I approached the couple I could sense their annoyance at my entry into their auric fields. I continued, indifferent to their “pain” at my interruption and walked past them. I stood on the far end of the observation point, trying to give them plenty of space in hopes their reaction to me would improve. Next to me on the railing I saw a phone, probably theirs. I ignored it and peered out into the darkness in front of me. Without seeing them, I could feel the couple grab the phone and leave, taking their uncomfortable energy with them. Sighing in relief, I continued to stare in out into the darkness. Melancholy washed over me and I felt myself shift back into my physical body.
When I woke I felt sad. Disappointed that I was still here in this physical experience and sad that there was nowhere in physical reality that would provide me with what I wanted and needed.
I lingered a while, thinking of the dream experience, contemplating how I was feeling. It is hard to describe and the words that I want to use just don’t feel correct. I tried to will myself back to the dream and when I did this I heard a strange sound emanate from my upper chest. It was so loud it startled me out of my reverie. It sounded very much like a bullfrog call. Weird! I didn’t physically feel it and it was not from my throat or even the central part of my chest. It seemed to come from that area around my collarbones and I heard it from within, so not with my physical ears.
Dream: Black Thread
I was sitting with three others. We were sewing. I have no idea what we were sewing but I ran out of black thread. I asked the man sitting across from me if I could get more. He seemed like he was in charge; like a teacher. He turned to the man next to him and requested some of his black thread. The man hesitated, looked at me and then handed him some thread. It was thick and not typical thread so more like yarn. The teacher then held the black thread out to me. When I reached for it he handed it to the man sitting to my left. I turned and saw the man to my left take it. He looked down at it for a moment and communicated that he did not want that color. His communication was without words and came to me as a Knowing. I asked if we could trade. Maybe he needed another color? I suggested yellow and he seemed hesitant. I saw the thread in his hand change to yellow as he considered it. He then asked me if I preferred blue. I was very happy with this because I didn’t really want or need black either. The thread in his hand instantly turned blue and he handed it to me. Thrilled, I immediately embraced him and he smiled and embraced me back.
I woke up wondering about the significance of the dream. My conclusion was that we were all sewing our life tapestries and I had grown tired of using black (sadness, depression). I preferred to add some color into my life. To me, blue is the color of vibrancy and life. It is my favorite color, but it is also the color of the throat chakra.
Living Life in Between 