Very dream-filled night.

Dream Message: LYL

The dream began with me reminiscing about my family property. I had a dream long ago where the property had been sub-divided so much that there were houses all along the road leading to the main house. In this dream I flew up onto the land that has been left untouched for a long time.

At some point I was at a cabin on this property. I “landed” there somewhat confused as to why I was there. A man who looked a lot like my uncle greeted me. He lived in the one-room cabin. When I asked why I was there he told me that his wife had died some time ago and someone (who looked like my cousin) was too young to be his new wife so I had been chosen. In my mind I was thinking of him as my uncle, this other woman as my cousin and me as his niece. It didn’t seem right and part of me was shocked by this information. The other part of me, the one more present in the dream, didn’t seem to care at all, however. His age was 60 years and I remember thinking I was 42 (not true but close).

I looked around at the cabin which was very nice, clean and neat. It felt good to be inside; comfortable and safe. The man, though not my real uncle in this life, showed me a visual of how he looked when he was young. He seemed familiar, with reddish light brown hair and a pleasant face. When I asked why I was chosen to be his new wife, he explained that he was told I was having “family troubles” and They (my family?) needed his help. There was more to this explanation but I only remember a feeling of need and accepting it as true.

The man left for a while after recognizing I needed some time to let everything sink in. A long span of time passed. I most slept I think. Then a pair of young, black boys burst through the back entrance. One was on a hover board, the other was tossing small objects at the walls. I yelled for them to leave and warned them they would get into trouble. When I got to the front door my “uncle” was standing with the two boys on the front porch. I told him they had stolen his hoverboard off the back stoop and tried to destroy the inside of the cabin. My uncle looked at the boys lovingly and held out a pair of keys. He said to them, “You are welcome here any time.” The boys took the keys and left. 

Shocked, I asked him why he would do such a thing. The boys would surely come back and ransack the cabin. He said, “No they won’t. You have to give them a chance to be good.” With this came more than those words. He explained that scolding a child and punishing them only confirms their badness without trusting their innate goodness. He trusted their goodness. Everything he said made complete sense to me and I humbly dropped the subject.

Now that he was back with me in the cabin we spent time together. I can’t recall what all we talked about but we spent most of the time talking. He gave me an email address. I was asked to send my thoughts and questions to the address and I would receive input and guidance. 

At one point he held up a small kayak and asked me if I wanted go on a trip down the river. I looked at it and noticed it was quite small. Still, though, the idea was appealing and I told him I would go. We never went that I can recall. It just felt like we continued talking. I do remember seeing that the cabin was situation in the woods, far from civilization and people. This felt perfect to me and I was quite happy to stay, especially considering my uncle was so pleasant to be around.

Then my attention went to an email subject line in my mind indicating two messages sent and received. The address was peculiar. It was simply: LYL. Curious, I began to ask him a question about it. He interrupted and asked me a question instead: “How about we take a trip to New York City?” I told him I wasn’t interested. He asked why and I told him, “The people there. I don’t like them.” He said, “How do you know if you’ve never been there?” 

This is when dream “time” began to slow down. I became suddenly very tired and lay down on the bed to rest. He nodded in acceptance of my decision and let me close my eyes. He sat by my side the entire time. His very presence made me feel completely safe and loved. I have only ever felt like that when in altered states and via one Kundalini connection. Feeling safe with him, I reached out and tentatively took his hand in mine. He responded by accepting my hand and squeezing it gently. So, so much was communicated between us in that one moment. There were no words, just Knowing. I knew that no matter how much time I needed, how ever long it took me to warm up and open up to him, he would wait patiently and lovingly by my side. If I had been in a physical body I would have exhaled with relief at this Knowing. Whoever this man was, I loved him and trusted him completely. 

The email address question was still on my mind, but the answer came to me as soon as I asked it. I wanted to ask, “It’s you, it’s your address and you are the one replying, aren’t you?” It was clear I was correct. I was looking at a screen in my mind. I could read the subject lines of two emails (can’t recall them now) but the LYL stood out. I both saw and heard, “Live. Your. Life.” 

Upon hearing those words my lucidity peaked and a ton of information felt to be downloaded all at once. The overload of it was too much and I woke up.

In-Between 

When I woke up I immediately shifted into the in-between where the man from my dream communicated with me. I wanted to go back to the dream and the wonderful feeling of safety and love. With him I was free to be myself without fear of judgment or expectation. 

We discussed my need for healing and I thanked him for his patience, understanding and acceptance. I thought of how he made me feel and told that is how I longed to feel but it seemed out of reach. Memories were discussed as were my fears.. The difference between how I felt in the dream and how I felt via the K connection was also discussed. In the dream I was given ample time to move through my process. There was no pressure, no frustration, no expectation on the part of my “uncle”. With my K connection those things were non-stop and the pressure was too much so I retreated. My uncle told me it was understandable and I agreed. My uncle said, “You [both] are only human.” I felt sympathy for my K connection. It is true that he had been waiting a very long time and as such it was difficult to hold space for me, especially considering how wonderfully irresistible the feelings of such connections are.

I shifted deeper and experienced a lucid dream during this time. I was researching a word my “uncle” gave me: Liau. The word was linked to Hawaii somehow (it is a common surname). I suspected what it meant but wanted to see for myself. When I finally found the definition I said to my uncle, “I knew it.” I repeated it’s meaning but my exact words are lost now. It was something like, “You have to do it alone”. “It” felt like healing.

When I woke up I looked up the word. This is what I found:A very spiritual person who often relies on intuition for decision making.

Your mind is rich and deep, but often closed to other people. You sometimes need seclusion in order to gain clarity about what is going on in your life.

Dream: Herd of Bison

After over an hour of conversation with “uncle” I felt him move away. I told him I didn’t want him to go and felt the wonderful feeling from the dream wash over me. With it came the other feelings of connection, though, and I withdrew. It was clear I was fearful of it and was reassured that all hope was not lost.

Then I was in a dream standing in a pen facing fields of bison. The bison herd was in a large, fenced in field and they were being herded into a holding pen where they would be met by people who had paid a fee to interact with them. I had with me a camera to take photos.

The bison had to go through a narrow shoot to get into the pen. I was warned to stand back as the bison began to come through the chute. I sat up on the edge of a fence, camera ready to take video. The bison came through and scattered. One was near my feet sniffing me and pressing its nose into my leg. I looked at its brown nose. It looked like a cow’s nose.

Interpretation – The bison in the dream represent great strength and power. They were penned up and the one sniffing me appears similar to a cow. Cows are domesticated and so this could symbolize that my inner bison feels domesticated and unable to tap into its power and strength.

Visions

I was kneeling down next to boxes. I was filling the boxes with my possessions. It was clear I was packing my things in preparation to move house. I woke up suddenly and recalled talking to someone but I can’t recall what about.

Found myself in a prayer pose where I was kneeling. It was similar to the yoga pose child’s pose but my arms were outstretched over my head and bent at a 90 degree angle with my palms pressed together above my head. I think it is most similar to child’s pose with triceps stretch.