You can go into meditation and re-enter the dream. Talk to the parrot and ask it to tell or show you what it wants.
You might like to let the parrot come near your body to see if it prefers one part more than another. Based on that you may have some sense of whether the parrot is actually part of you.
interesting. but one thing i do distinctly recall is that this bird was not mine. and the feeling of dealing with it was extra infuriating because of that. same might go for the entire house. definitely felt as though i was in someone else's place, with someone else's things. ha maybe i was parrot sitting, or house sitting. either way, i was way underpaid.
I once had a Masonic dream. It started by me in a sleeping bag, in what appeared to be a basement. There was nothing at all in the basement, except a window high up near the ceiling. I knew I was hiding in the basement of a Masonic temple and was waiting for everybody to leave so i could go and meditate in the Temple itself. I lay down and waited...
...and then I woke up, and found myself in the Temple proper, still in the sleeping bag but this time halfway out of it, like a butterfly coming out of a cocoon. I was lying on the checkered pavement. I sat up, thinking that I had fallen asleep, and should get out before the Masons came back, but too late! The door opened, and there they were. One of them shouted "Hey! What are you doing here?" I tried to scramble to my feet and suddenly felt something like a "rocket blast" at the lower end of my spine and I transformed into a giant white serpent, spiraling up towards the ceiling; it was VERY definitely a "kundalini awakening!" Up and up I went; I thought I was going to got THROUGH the (domed) ceiling, but fortunately the power just pushed me up against it. It was white stucco; I even remember feeling the roughness of it. Then the power dropped, and I spiraled back down to the floor and resumed my normal shape. The Masons were NOT impressed with any of this; and I was dragged before some hastily convened "tribunal" to decide what my punishment would be for "defiling" their temple.
I was sentenced to 'death'.; I remember standing there before the "bench' and the "judge" saying "You are sentenced to DEATH!" I just nodded amicably and said, "Okay, I understand, no problem!" They all seemed quite nonplussed by this response and the man repeated what he had just said as if he thought I had not understood what he had said: "Don't you know you are going to DIE?" I said once again, "Yes, I understand perfectly, it's all right, I don't mind" They all sat there stunned, as if they had expected me to scream and beg for mercy, and here I was, not following the script! Unfortunately, I woke up at this point so I don't know what happened next! But I will never forget that STRANGE sensation in my sacral plexus when the kundalini awakened!
Wine is strong, a king is stronger, women stronger still...but Truth shall conquer all.
I was only awake for a couple of moments before the Masons 'stormed" in, so I had no time to tell if anyone were there with me...why do you think there might have been?
I had one dream where I used active meditation to "return to the situation, to see where it would go. I had been doing work with "consciously engaging the archetypes"; also I had established a certain amount of personal communication with the Archangels of the Elements. I had been writing a "novel" in which they were characters, and even drawn their pictures the way I imagined they would look if they were "people". I knew this was all "for real" because they had told me things that had shortly thereafter "come true" in consensus reality, exactly as they said it would.
For some time I had been meditating on the Knight and Lady archetype, and it was"grounding" itself; that is to say, it was making its presence felt on the material plane in various ways, mainly through symbolism. Then I had this dream:
I was seated on a raised dais, like a Hindu pundit, and in front of me were several young women, to whom I was apparently giving teaching. To my right was a murky cloud, and out of this cloud stepped a black knight. He leaned forward and grasped my arm with his gauntlet . I heard him say:
"I am ready to learn the Secret Teaching"
I remeber being perfectly calm and composed at the appearance of this extraordinary apparition. I turned my head to look at him and said:
"It cannot be taught; it can only be AWAKENED"
I woke up at this point. Finding that I could not recall the words that had been spoked, I closed my eyes, relaxed and quickly "replayed" the dream in my head, noting the words carefully. Later on I got wondering what would have happened had the dream continued, and so I decided to "re-enact" it in my mind and see if it 'went anywhere" (Later I found out that this was a legitimate technique called 'active imagination", but I digress) So I lay down, and recalled it once again, as vividly as I could remember it. When the knight seized my arm, I could actually feel his fingers digging into my arm. I remember turning my head very calmly, as if being seized by black-armoured knights was an everyday experience! And as he heard my reply, he stepped back, pulled open his robes-and he was wearing a WHITE robe under the black surcote. There was a splash of red on the breast; I though he had been stabbed, but it was an insignia. I heard him say in commanding tones:
"Then, AWAKEN ME."
Shortly after this, I was "told" that there was a Templar Order regrouping on the physical plane, and I was to ally myself with them, because they would be needing my help to do so. This was an extremely farfetched notion, I thought. Templars? What did I have to do with Templars? But, it happened JUST as "they' said it would; I did in fact connect with a group on FRIDAY, OCTOBER 13, 2000, and they WERE in fact a group of "medieval martial artists" who wore armour, and the leader of the group wore BLACK ARMOUR.
Wine is strong, a king is stronger, women stronger still...but Truth shall conquer all.
had another baddie last night. i actually had to wake up to get out of it. here she goes...
i was with my childhood best friend, who i haven't been close with in about 10 or 15 years now. he was dying of a terminal illness. i think it was cancer. i was incredibly upset. sobbing and sobbing and just feeling the absolute deepest hurt. we were doing something, other things were going on in the dream that i don't quite remember. then at some point he changed into a completely different friend of mine. another close friend who i also have lost touch with, but much more recently. the illness or situation didn't change and the change from one person to the other was not acknowledged in the dream. basically the rest of the dream was just this long and horrible good bye with me crying and crying and at one point i told him "you are the smartest person i know". i was so upset at that point that i think i forced myself to wake up.
long and horrible good bye with me crying and crying
So what is unresolved with your friends?
Have you given part of yourself to them?
not sure what to make of it really. perhaps regret that we've drifted apart? or maybe something in me that was lost along with our friendships? i don't consciously feel any negativity toward either of them, or that i was taken advantage of in any way. no bad blood at all. maybe i just didn't give enough. guilt?
You might like to have a look and see if you have given any energy substance to these friend.
Look at your light body for missing substance around the front and back of the solar plexus. If any is missing, go looking to see who has it
not sure what that means, i'm green in that department. but it is interesting in that the illness of these two was in the chest. i remember thinking it was their lungs or something. also, just made me recall another portion where i was asking how this happened and they replied that they were born with it. ha no idea what that means either. perhaps i put way too much emphasis on my dreams. they just seem to disturb me so much sometimes. when they are good, they are great but when it rains, it pours.
This is creepy wierd i have for most of my life not been able to remember any events in my dreams except for occasional and rare ones here and there. About mothers day of 09 i had started having a dream about a giant house on a hill over a town. down the hill to the right was a cemetary with a red and a blue ball of light. off the bank of the town was a very rocky and steep cliff. and towering over this was the wall of clear blue water obviousely a wave massive in size and yes even ready to break. somehow because i was watching it and it wasn't moving i knew it wasn't going to break and seemed more like a reminder of failure in the towns society. I have even had dreams inside some of the houses and restaraunts in the town itself including another mansion down near the water complete with a family and the owner seemed to be a traveler maybe sailor, but more modern and also in a wheel chair. should i have to be telling myself not to freak out?
I also had a dream at this cemetary, I remember waking up and remembering myself looking at one light through the other via a hole in the top of a gravestone adjascent to their alignment. still no idea what this would have served as far as my personal understanding, but maybe my mind was trying to tell me to look through all sides to find an answer that might resemble any truth.
i hadn't discounted the idea i was picking up on some kind of collective thought on how things should be done in the world, and this was the closest in truth to those ideas bringing this reality into focus. Hearing these descriptions makes it the prominent option for me and is allitle too coincidental.
forgot to mention about the dream in the cemetary when i woke up was because i saw the purpleish color that the red and blue light made through the veiwing hole lining up the two colors. i wasnt scared awake or even startled it just kind of seemed to snap me awake and i started remembering the rest of the dream in bits and peices. even now with vivid dreams i can hold onto conciously its never the whole dream and i usualy have to peice together peices of the different areas i wake up from. for instance i remember being outfront of the restaraunt and looking at the big house on the hill hence knowing this new area is from the same dream.
omni: In my Lodge the Secretary is a hugh bully along with control issues. if anyone even asks a question he files masonic charges against them. He controls members mostly because they are afraid of him.
Apr 16, 2018 1:07:49 GMT
The Ancient: To omni: Grow some balls, that lodge is yours as well as every member in that lodge. If you are right, its not your problem. Nobody likes the ugliness of masonic charges. Light will always illuminate darkness, don't be afraid, be a better man.
May 27, 2018 15:37:09 GMT
The Ancient: Oh, I am a new member and just wanted to say hi...
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offramp: Freezing cold in London at 7:30. Vince is in Dartford, visiting a Lodge's Centenary meeting. He said there will be 150 dining. He stayed two nights at the Fulwich Hotel, a pub, which was only £44 a night. The meeting was at Wilmington Masonic Centre.
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offramp: I want to watch more Scooby-Doo, the old ones.
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offramp: Part of Orange Order Oath: "That I am not now nor ever will be a Roman Catholic, nor am I married to, nor will I ever marry a Roman Catholic, nor educate, nor permit my children to be educated in that faith, or in any Roman Catholic School or institution..
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