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Lights in Astral

I went to sleep upset over a Yahoo article I accidentally saw when perusing the site. The article was about a woman in Pennsylvania who died of a drug overdose and then her 9-month-old son died of starvation/dehydration along with her because no one knew she was dead for at least two weeks. I cried when I read it and then couldn’t get it out of my head. Upon sleep, I asked to astral and to stop thinking of the article.

Lights in Astral

I woke up many times in the night, all from disturbing and vivid dreams. The last time I woke I asked to astral and fell back to sleep.

I woke up within a dream and then immediately felt my body and subtle vibrations that indicate exit can occur at any time. I hesitantly rolled out of my body, worrying that I may not be aware enough. When out of body I felt the typical heavy energy that usually comes immediately upon exit. I could see but not well and so I began to move away from my body. Interestingly, I got the urge to look back at my sleeping body. I turned around and looked, seeing an empty spot on the floor of a room. My vision was clear but had that jumpy energy look that is typical of whatever level of astral I am in. I knew then that I was not in real-time and for some reason projected to my old room in my mom’s home.

I went toward the bedroom door and stopped to look at myself in the mirror as I passed. I saw myself quite clearly and without distortion but I had several small zits on my nose which are not there is real life (face is clear).

Moving on, I instantly jumped into the living area and there in front of me was my middle son wearing a bright red jumper. I watched as he walked toward me. The room was brightly lit and he was the only one there. I focused on him more and saw that it was not my middle son by my youngest. As soon as I noted this he turned around and walked away from me.

With a thought I was at the front door and out of it. I felt for a moment that maybe I should not go out but think this was me worrying more than anything.

Outside it was dark but there were lights in the distance that shown so brightly that I was in awe of them. One was on my right and bright white shining as if a car had its headlights on me. The other was to my left and was a reddish-pink color. Before I could take it all in I blurted out, “Show me what I am not seeing”. I had not intended to ask this so it surprised me that it came out of my mouth.

I watched as the light on the left changed color. The one on the right would turn golden colored and then go back to white. As I watched, a song flew from my lips. It was so intricate and lovely, yet I do not know the song now. I began to sing what I was seeing – the green light and the gold, the blue light and the gold, the green light, etc.

At some point I wanted desperately to see the light and my vision blacked out. While in this state I still sang and I grabbed the clothes from my body and tore them off. It felt like I tore off a life vest. When I did this I began to see the blue of the morning sky to my left yet at the same time on my right it was still dark and the colors continued to flash.

I then noticed my voice as I sang and thought, “I don’t sing like that”. It was an unfamiliar voice and noting it brought me back into my body quickly.

higher-selfOBE Return

As soon as my awareness came back to my body I thought, “I want to go back” and rolled out again.

I was again inside my mother’s house and in front of me was my youngest child. I also felt the presence of my guide, though I could not see him. My vision was clear and bright with a golden hue to it.

I walked toward the door and this time noticed a brightly lit Christmas tree standing to the left of the door. I remember thinking it odd and then heard my guide say, “December 25th”.

We went outside to a clothesline. On the clothesline were hung two energies of individuals. One was a “father” energy and the other was a “antagonist” energy. Neither was familiar to me. I was instructed to look at them. I was asked if they could be removed and I responded, “I don’t think so”. My son said, “Look, yes they can” and pointed to a metal clip that was near the antagonist energy. He attempted to remove it and the scene went black.

OBE One Last Time

When I came into my body I again heard, “December 25th”. I said to my guide, “I want to go back”. He indicated my energy would not allow it much longer. I understood but still wanted to return.

I again rolled out of my body but could not see. I said, “Clarity now” and my vision came on, though slowly. In front of me was my youngest son clear as day and very close to me. His little face identical in every detail. I did not feel anything when I saw him, though. It was as if I was merely observing him.

I heard my guide say some things to me but most I do not remember now. The entire time he spoke my son’s face was directly in front of my own. I do recall that my guide was telling me that although I struggle with my third child, he was more a blessing to me than I knew. That is when my guide said to me, “He will be your best friend”. When I heard this I was filled with love and relief and a knowingness of my son’s purpose in my life. I reached toward my son and hugged him close to me. He then disappeared and I felt to be one with him.

I awoke in my body, my left arm numb at the bicep.

Factors Influencing Projection

Lucidity scale: 6

Intent stated?: Yes

Time to bed: 9pm

Time to wake: 11:30pm, 5:30am, 6:30am, 8am

Meditation?: No

Physical Exercise?: Yoga

Mood: normal

Body: Nasal congestion/allergies

Tiredness: Low

Number of wakings: 4

Technique?: WBTB

Sleeping position: Right side

Supplements: Multivitamin, Natural Calm 400mg, Sleepy Time Extra Tea, Biotin 1000mg, Evening Primrose Oil 1300mg

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Doing the Work

As you may have noticed from my most recent post, I am digging into my past lives again. I will be doing this for at least the next few weeks. As a result my posts will likely be focused upon these adventures more than on anything else.

Doing the Work

After today’s session it was clear to me that right now I am doing the work myself right now rather than the kundalni doing it. This is okay with me because I am having fun, but I it also allows me to stay more present in my body and this physical reality. Uncovering past lives and the unconscious decisions, pain and other considerations from those lives is a huge healing process. Not only does one have to confront very different perspectives and realities they have had but they also must re-experience them in order to clear the subconscious of the effects of these other lives. When done correctly, a person will feel much relief as they are unburdened from the weight of those lives and past decisions. It also allows one to be more present in this life; their attention no longer occupied by times long past. With each past life “erasure” there is another deceptive layer peeled off the conscious mind. When they are all peeled away one is left with the true self, unhindered by debris that has built up life after life.

Observations

I noticed something that may or may not lead to a discovery about myself. As I recall and re-experience more and more past lives, I am seeing just how very different I am in each of these lives. While re-experiencing the life, the thoughts I thought and the feelings I had resurface. I am many times able to get a good idea of my personality and patterns in the life as well. It has always amazed me that I am so very different life after life. I do not seem to have a “set” personality that continues unchanged from life to life. I had always thought that I would maintain some part of the “me” I know from life to life and that I would see evidence of it. Yet, I have yet to see any semblance of myself in this life in any of my other lives.

What do I see? Well, I see patterns or themes that are recurring. It is very obvious to me that I chose to play the role of victim in many of my “recent” lives (this is in quotes because I can see this pattern arising from late BC). I also notice that I have many of the same expectations of myself life after life. For example, in every life except for a few I have judged myself very harshly for not making better decisions and/or having more love or empathy for the people I interacted with.

There are also lives in which I very obviously came to experience one thing specifically. The life I recently wrote about where I was killed in combat is one of those lives. It is very different from the lives I have recalled so far in that I was in no way concerned about anyone or anything except my job which was to kill the enemy. I had no emotion, no regret, no guilt. I almost appeared to be “brain washed” into believing my sole purpose was to die for whomever I served. So far this is the only life where I have encountered a total lack of emotion upon death. Very disturbing but it served its purpose.

Finally, I notice that the farther back I remember, the “lighter” I feel when I re-experience those lives. There is an obvious lack of concern about things to come and a more adventurous attitude in general. For example, when I “failed” prior to around 1000BC I took the attitude of “I will get it right next time” rather than feel loss about whatever I failed at. This observation lends me to believe that there is some truth to how experiences in our past lives build up and impact our present self.

ascensionThe Reality of the Ego

Probably the most impressive realization of all these past life memories is just how very real the Ego is and the purpose it serves. From what I am gathering from just how very different I am life after life, it appears that the Ego is exactly what I have read it to be. It acts as our suit of personality from life to life. It is the overcoat we wear and then toss off after death. It is in fact the very reason for the differences in myself that I perceived as I re-experienced life.

The very acceptance of this is difficult for me because there is a part of me (the Ego of course!) that does not want to “disappear” when I die. I fear it so much that I grapple with ways to preserve what I perceive to be me. But my observations prove to me the opposite happens when I die. The Ego does not disappear, it is re-absorbed back into the True Self. When this happens that aspect of the Self rejoins the other aspects. This does not always happen at the moment of death but the process does begin at that point. How do I know this? Because I was able to see the two me’s distinctly at the time of my death. This was very obvious in the life where I was hanged. Though not yet merged the two aspects of myself were distinct. The one was frantic and panicked, the other was patient and understanding of the experience. From other memories of life between life I know that it takes time for the Ego to be reabsorbed completely, too. In these memories I was able to follow the Ego as distinctly separate for quite some time after death. Because these memories are not complete it leaves me wondering – does the Ego serve another purpose between life that I have yet to recall?

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Blasting Through the Past

Today I went into session and ran into quite a few past lives.

France, 16AD

The first thing I remember about this life was my death. I was hung and I was forced outside my body when I couldn’t breathe. I would go back into my body only to be forced out again the next time I lost consciousness.This went on for at least a half hour. The people who hung me left my hands free and what do you do with your hands when you are hung? You try to rip the rope out from around your throat. But it is futile.

Why was I hung? I immediately recalled the previous weeks where I had been sneaking off with a young maiden into the woods and doing unholy things. I was found out and immediately dragged to a tree and hung. Oh the things one will do for love (or sex in this case!). I also recall that I was a simpleton in that life. Not exactly bright. The main thought in my mind when I was dying was “Stupid. Stupid. Stupid” along with a feeling that “they” had been right about me all along.

While recalling this life/death, I felt in my physical body areas of the past pain “light up” and then “turn off”. Specifically the top of my head where they had hit me when they took me down, the tips of the fingers on my right hand where I grabbed the noose, and the very top vertebrae of my spine. My heart chakra was also buzzing with energy the entire time. It always amazes me how trauma “recurs” in the body when it is remembered, even if it is from a very, very long time ago.

Eastern Europe, Early Middle Ages during Roman rule

I recalled my death and again I was at the point where I was forced out of my body by an impact. This time I had been wounded by an axe-like weapon.

I saw my body laying on the ground face up in reddish colored dirt. I was wearing a copper-colored armor of some sort but it obviously didn’t protect me against the weapon that hit me. I had a huge gash from my right shoulder down to my left hip and it there was a red, gaping wound in between.

I hovered over the body for about ten minutes very alert to the fact that I was mortally wounded and not really caring about much else. I was not conscious of being OOB. I thought I was dreaming. I remember not having any guilt or remorse from life and thinking only of my duty which was to kill the enemy.

India or Asia, around 600BC

This was a memory of my birth. What was odd is that I recall not being in my new body until after I/it came into the world. I waited and watched my mother give birth to me. She was very pale skinned and completely naked. She was also covered in sweat and making a lot of noise, screaming and moaning. The room was dark with a reddish hue and there were women helping her give birth.

When the baby, my new body, came out I instantly went into my new body. But I could not breathe. There was something over my face and I gasped for my first breath. On top of that, I was allowed to fall to the floor and it was some distance though the fall was not a hard one. I felt my new tiny heart pounding in my chest as I struggled to live. I heard my mother screaming, “No!” and heard a woman tell another woman to get a sheet. It was not in a language I am familiar with so it took me quite a while to translate what I heard.

Then I was looking up at this woman who had medium toned skin and straight, long black hair. She also had something on her face, either tattoos or jewelry. She looked down at me and pulled away whatever was covering my face. I took a breathe and was relieved and calm. The woman was kind and saying something under her breath. I believe she was praying or inciting something. She touched my forehead several times and I heard my mother call out, “I want to see him”. There was quite a bit of fuss over me and my state at this time and though I struggled to remember the exact words there was a sense that these women thought me to be very special. I specifically recall hearing myself referred to as “one who sees”.

As I think back to this life I am enthralled by it. I knew I chose to enter my new body last minute on purpose. I also knew I was born in the caul that life. That was why I couldn’t breathe. I made the decision never to come into my new body that late again. It was much too traumatic!

Finally, I wonder about the situation into which I was born. My mother was white in comparison to the women who helped her birth me. Were they slaves? I wonder….

oliveMiddle East/Mediterranean, during Egyptian rule 1000BC

This memory is a short one. I initially recall being in the branches of a tree reaching to pick a fruit. I knew the fruit was an olive and that I was a young boy of around 8-9 years of age. The memory continues with me slipping and falling to my death. I hit my head and snapped my neck.

In going over the memory I knew that I was in a rural area that was either occupied or ruled by Egypt at that time. The year was about 1000BC, though it was hard to determine because I don’t think years were thought of that way back then. My mood was very happy and care-free. I had no idea what was about to befall me and when it happened I did not feel any pain.

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Anatomy of the Kundalini

Tuesday has come and gone without any kundalini experiences or significant symptoms. It was by no means an uneventful day. I received the results of my labs and there were some subtle stirrings of kundalini. At about 8pm last night I noticed significant energy in my crown and third eye chakras. The energy in my crown was so intense I felt almost like I had a beam of light shooting out of the top of my head into the sky. The energy was not uncomfortable and I immediately forgot about it as I prepared for sleep and the coming work day.

I again had a dreamless, deep sleep and awoke much earlier than I needed to wide awake and ready for the day. What is going on?

Beginning Again

For the past three nights I have awakened with significant root chakra activity and a feeling of intense passion that is unfulfilled. I am usually warmer than usual and feel restless (who wouldn’t?). The dreams leading up to these experiences are lost to me. In fact, even upon waking I cannot for the life of me remember what I was doing before waking!

So what is going on? I have a knowingness that the initial rise of kundalini is finished and now it will begin again. The message I got about the top three chakras activating all at once was likely a true one, but since my top three chakras have been open and active since my initial awakening in 2003 the activation of them was nearly imperceptible. The reason my crown chakra was buzzing so intensely is because of those three chakras it has been the most likely to be blocked in the past and was likely once again partially blocked prior to a few nights ago.

Anatomy of the Kundalini

So now the process begins again at the root and will move up again through all of the chakras to the crown. This process will likely cycle through several times. How many? As many as it takes to purge and adjust each chakra to whatever level it needs to be at. I suspect that each rise of the kundalini will be a bit less intense than the one before.

I now understand a little more about why I feel intense energy at one chakra but then another will seem almost untouched. It is not that the other chakra is not being purged but that it has less blockages to be purged or is already in a balanced state so as not to be affected by the kundalini as it rises. This is true of my 3rd, 5th and 6th chakras. These three chakras are pretty much constantly open and clear when I check them. That doesn’t mean they are always open or without blockage but these three were wide open when the kundalini reached them.

From what I feel about the kundalini process I am experiencing right now, the intensity of the energy felt in the root chakra upon activation is indicative of how intense the kundalini energy will be felt in the chakras above it. The “lightning strike” immobilizing energy that I have felt on two occasions is similar to real lightning in that the “strike” short circuits the chakras it hits and “resets” it, clearing stagnant energy and blockages. Similarly, the smaller, all-over body vibrations is exactly what my guides said –realignment of the meridians and nerve pathways between the chakras. It really is like a complete rewire of the human energy system!

So…..here I go again on the rollercoaster of kundalini.

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Healthy!

Just wanted to update everyone since I have so many posts about health concerns.

I had a physical last Wednesday and got my lab results in today. I got a CBC, lipid panel, comprehensive metabolic panel and TSH. So basically the works. Everything was within normal range.

My main concerns were cholesterol, blood sugar and TSH. To my surprise, my cholesterol was at its lowest ever – 169! LDL and HDL numbers as they should be.Triglycerides were 50 which is real good, too.

My blood sugar was perfect at 80. I thought for sure it would be down in the low 70s because by the time my blood was drawn I had been fasting for 14 hours (long wait!). So, the concern that I may be diabetic or majorly hypoglycemic is out the window.

My TSH was 1.6 which is on the low end but not low enough for me to have a thyroid problem. So without a thyroid problem to cause the profuse sweating, intense hunger and hot/cold issues only hormone fluctuation remains but my doctor said that was very, very unlikely.

So looks like my health freak-out was just worry over nothing. I am probably in better health than the last time I had blood work done. Guess maybe it was all ascension-related.

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Rumblings Within

For the past couple of days I have felt the intensity of the energy drop substantially. I have not had much in the way of kundalini symptoms or energy fluctuations either. It is as if everything has stopped, but I am not naive enough to think that is the case. I have been through this before and when all is quiet there is usually much, much more going on below the surface.

Deep, Dreamless Sleep

I am once again feeling full of energy when I lay down to sleep. It has been taking me an hour or longer to fall asleep. Then, when I fall asleep, I sleep so deeply that I do not remember my dreams. They fade away within seconds of me opening my eyes.

These dreamless periods are necessary for integration and when I have them I gently remind myself that it is necessary and purposeful; that no matter how little I remember, there is a part of me that remembers it all and is utilizing every moment of dream time to perfect and prepare for the next stage.

Quiet

It has also been very quiet in my life – both within my thoughts and out in my world. Except for some strange, anxious energy that settled yesterday morning, there has been little excitement in my world. I have, however, been presented with tasks in my life via my job and personal connections. It is as if my spiritual guides took a step back in order for me to “see” the signs in front of my eyes. These messages were always there but I ignored them, more interested in spiritual matters. It is obvious that I am being nudged to not forget my purpose and roles here in the physical.

At least I am not resistant to these messages. I took them with a grain of salt and acknowledged them humbly.

Rumblings Within

When I think of how my life has been these last few days, I am reminded of a dark, quiet and calm lake whose surface shows little sign that anything at all is going on within its depths. Yet, if one were to dive deep down into it, they would find it teeming with life and activity. It appears that that is what is going on with me now and maybe others who are at the same stage as I am. We are preparing and resting, gathering our strength for the next surge of energy that will set our physical bodies spinning.

And there are signs, though subtle, of these “rumblings within”. I have been seeing repetitive numbers in sequence since the end of last week. For example, I saw 11:11 then 12:12 and 1:11, 2:22 and 3:33 all within the same day. The most common numbers I see, though, are 1:11. 11:11 and 12:12. I have also been waking from my dreamless sleep with a restlessness that I cannot describe and a warmth in my body that is familiar yet out of place. When I try to “look” into my heart for the answers I am met with calm as if I am being told “Don’t worry. All is well”. I am okay with this response but I keep looking; keep hoping that this odd, quiet yet somehow “off” period will soon be replaced with something more tangible.

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Avatar

My eventful night continued after the dreams of going to college.

Avatar

I found myself again semi-lucid and walking through the streets of Hollywood with a man. We stopped at a night club and he pointed out a well known actor, wanting to stop and take a picture with him. I suggest he not do that and when I did the actor turned and began to urinate on the side of the building. He was clearly drunk.

We went inside and the nightclub was pretty full. The lights were purple and in front of us sitting on the floor were two half-naked dancers chained to the bar. I looked around and saw large screens playing videos of light shows and some of what appeared to be video games. I went over and picked up a game control to investigate.

The next thing I know I am transported from the nightclub scene into a new, aqua-green world. I enter into a body and begin flying and exploring this new world. It reminded me of the movie Avatar. The experience was clearly an OBE but I was not fully lucid and most of it is lost to me now. The most memorable is the blue-green water and waterfalls that were in abundance on this world.

Healing

I awoke to buzzing energy in my body that jumped from one chakra to the other. The energy was constant around the crown of my head and I was very aware that I was receiving healing. I felt very calm and relaxed and lay there for some time just enjoying the energy as it flowed through me.

When the buzzing stopped I fell back to sleep and into a dream with my husband. My root chakra was excessively active and I kept trying to initiate sex with my husband but we kept being interrupted by our children. I awoke to buzzing in my root chakra. I tried to will the energy upward, hoping for the amazing total body orgasm that sometimes follows. I then heard my guide say to me, “Not yet. You cannot force it”. I wondered when and heard, “In two days”.

I fell back to sleep and awoke late in the morning. I immediately thanked my guide for I knew so much had been accomplished in my sleep and I was so very grateful. I heard him respond, “You’re welcome” and laughed. I could still feel the energy around the back and top of my head and recalled the message from during the night. My guide responded to my thought, “In one day”. I was confused at first and then realized that it was a new day so the message had been altered.

I wonder what Tuesday will bring?

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Three Classes

The dreams about going to college continued last night.

History Class

I purposefully arrived to class early and parked my car outside the college on a hillside. I walked into the large auditorium where class was to be held and took a seat near the back. Then a guest speaker, a dark haired woman, began to speak and it was hard to hear, so I followed everyone else to the front.

The woman’s lecture was on Aristotle and she was quoting him. I recall being intrigued by this but I don’t remember the exact information now. I only recall that I had spoken to a man near me remarking that I had missed many days of class and was trying to make up for the lost time. I was not concerned about it because I knew the subject well.

Algebra Class

I then found myself inside a brightly lit classroom with other students. It resembled a high school classroom but the students were older. I sat down and heard a discussion between other students about an upcoming project. They were suppose to make a 3D model of a star. I was not concerned about it and again told them that I had missed many days. In fact, this was only my second time in class and it had been going on for some time. I decided to take good notes and use the textbook to review the material I had missed. I was certain I would do fine. I am good at math.

Math Class

Oddly, the scene shifted from the brightly lit classroom to a dark, golden colored room with warm browns and golds. It felt to be in a university and I was with a small ground of students. Although it was a math class what we were doing was not math at all. In fact, it was art!

The teacher, a dark haired woman who was very soft spoken and artsy (she reminded me of a yoga instructor), handed out these plastic paint trays with three, round, fist-sized depressions. There was also paint and this white, powdery material that sparkled like crystal. She instructed us to begin to transfer paint into the depressions. I recall the color was suppose to be blue, but when I took my paintbrush and put it first into the white powder and then the paint the color that resulted was a beautiful lavender color. I was told not to worry and to try again. So I did and the result was blue.

I now had two sections filled, one blue and one lavender. The third was a vivid, dark purple.

I became semi-lucid at this point, suddenly recognizing that what I was doing involved the upper three chakras – the throat, third eye and crown. The feeling of the dream was that I was being instructed on how to work with these chakras and what to expect when they are activated. There was also a distinct memory of recognizing that all of the colors came from the white, crystal powder. In this I realized that the chakras were all parts of me specifically separated in order to control and operate the physical body.

I awoke soon after to my crown chakra and left ear buzzing with energy. The message was clear: the next stage would not just involve one chakra, but three.

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Ominous Vision

Last night, as I lay in bed and just moments after mediating and hearing a ringing in my left ear, I saw a very vivid vision that came with a message.

The vision was of a city street. The silhouette of a man was in the front, left of the scene. Behind him it was dark and there rose up a figure with large, dark wings. I could not see the features of this figure, very obviously an angel, but his wings were immense and took up the entire background. Suddenly the wings burst into flame and the dark angelic being rushed up behind the man and moved him forward. He said, “Get away from Huntington, Alabama”.

This, of course, brought me out of my reverie immediately. I got out of a bed repeating the city name so as not to forget it and did a search on Google. I could not find Huntington in Alabama but I was able to find Huntingdon College in Montgomery, AL.

What is odd about this experience is that prior to meditating I had been feeling “off” and noticed I had 12 guides/assistants around me. I was instructed to focus on my body, which I did, and felt a strong pull in my second and third chakras. I spent some time focusing on what the feeling meant and pushing Ego out of the picture so as to get the truth. Then I heard the distinct, high pitched ringing in my left ear. I wondered about it and when it went away my thoughts were clear and I was in a light meditation. Within seconds I had this vision.

When I returned to bed to try and sleep I only had 10 guides/assistants and was able to easily fall asleep.

I do not recall ever having a vision like this before. I have had dreams with messages about other people/events (Katrina for example), but not visions. I feel I need to post this vision in case it is precognitive. If you know anyone who lives near Huntingdon College or uses the Huntington Airport to fly to Alabama keep this vision in the back of your mind.

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Test Fail

I have been having dreams about tests again.

The night before last I had a dream where I was in a classroom holding a stack of tests. I put my name on the test and was told that it was not time so I erased it. What was weird is that I could see a previously erased name in the same place where I had written my name. The message appears to be that I am either resistant or not ready for the “test” and that this is not uncommon.

Test Fail

Last night I dreamed of being inside a school. The hallways were narrow and brown in color and there were students coming and going. I was walking one way towards class and kept forgetting where I was going. I was also preoccupied with my cell phone because I had turned it on and it had malfunctioned. The malfunction was that there were ten times the number of icons on the screen than normal, most of which I was not familiar with. I could not find the text icon and when I did I got a list of other icons with it. It was very confusing. I showed the phone to a classmate, a tall, dark haired woman sitting by me. She said that I must have spilled something on the phone to cause it and that she could fix it for me. She handed me the phone and it had some moisture on the screen. For some reason her comment insulted me and I told her, “Never mind. I will figure it out for myself”.

In the hall a professor walked by me. He stopped me, waving a packet of paper in my face. He was my height with gray hair and I remember feeling nervous around him. He said, “It’s not looking good” in reference to how I had done so far on the test. He had not yet finished grading it, though.

I went to the classroom of this professor and waited outside the door. While I waited I glimpsed my reflection in a display and saw my hair was shorter than normal. Then I saw a list of classes posted. I began to read them to myself and noticed they were not classes I had ever taken before. The first one was, “Mechanisms of Micromanagement”. I read through the others on the list but cannot remember them all now. I do recall that they all had one thing in common – socialization and communication. I decided I should write the classes down because they were important. As I began writing down the first class I suddenly realized I was late for class. Reluctant to leave the list behind I went to the class and walked in as the professor was beginning to teach. The class was The History of Western Civilization and I had taken it before.

Interpretation

These dreams indicate to me that I am going through some remedial work to prepare me for the next kundalini event. Perhaps I am needing a “review” of lessons previously learned. Considering the resistance I encountered during the most recent kundalni event, I suspect I am being allowed to prepare myself for the upcoming changes. Plus, I am in a period of transition and being it was my heart that was activated this last time the transition may be a bit bumpy.

The phone in the dream indicates communication is coming into play as well. Perhaps I am learning how to communicate my feelings? I have been struggling with communicating emotionally charged topics. Plus, I have a meeting at work on Monday with my supervisor for reasons unknown. Unknown meetings with a supervisor always stress me out and I worry about what I have done wrong. I have had many instances in the past where I have cried in front of supervisors, unable to control my emotion. It makes me feel stupid and weak and I hope that I do not have such an incident again.