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I Dream of Buddha

I have had a very difficult few days promoting my book online. I have been called many names, and I have learned of lies and gossip spread about me; and I have learned of those believing the lies instead of listening to the truth. I have been directly contacted and told by some how horrible I am. How I am pretty but it is a shame that I am so negative. I am negative for telling the truth about those who have discriminated against me. I have been told I am an unhappy person in denial by those in denial of the truth of their own behaviors, actions/in-actions towards me. Many allow the discrimination by turning a blind eye to it, because to admit that it is happening would mean they would have to do something about it. They don’t want to help me because it would disrupt their comfort and positions in society..

I experienced a huge range of emotions.. from hopelessness, sorrow, shock, anger and then my in my conscious defense ( humor ) humor to fight the ignorance and stupidity.

Last night before falling asleep I asked the Universe or the Divine for a dream to help guide me or to help me.. this is called lucid dreaming. I have been able to lucid dream since I was a child; but I am not always answered by the Divine or Universal Energy.. but I was last night.. I am finding as my struggle with society begins to become even more heated that I feel the presence of the I AM.. with me directly. The dream I had last night almost feels miraculous ….

” I sat still and motionless on the lily pad.. I was the small green fog. I was still within the pod.. I floated without effort..I was the lily pad. I quietly opened to the sun..as my petals peeled back one by one and my fragrance filled the air.. I was the lily. The light breathed through me.. I carried it with in me.. I was the air. I burned my warmth forth without effort.. I was the sun. I looked within.. I was in everything; I wasn’t trying, I just was.. the Buddha.” ~ The Dream

I hope you can see the beautiful humility in the words. Humility is the greatest force of The Divine.. it is only through humility that we find the God/Goddess within us. It is only through humility that we are able to see through or own egos and the egos of others..

The Buddha didn’t speak to me but spoke through me and through the peace of tranquility .. The Buddha carried both the masculine and the feminine in my dream… this represented balance again..or the still center. In my dream the Buddha was blue.. this is the color of truth.. and the Buddha was showing me it’s eye wide open.. it was the color of tropical waters or turquoise.. the spiritual meaning of turquoise is peace.. meditation, mediation, protection, comfort, calm, stillness, healing.. turquoise is the color of basic truth and deep wisdom.

The Buddha was telling me that I am dealing with ego’s that are steeped in illusions .. My society and all society is mesh of illusions projected by ego.. the emotions of these egos.. or their projected perceptions of how they see themselves and how they see the world is being projected onto me..as they attempt to label me to fit me into their illusions. I am provoking their response by not allowing myself or them to tangle me up in their illusions.. to be my truth or the truth is highly offensive to them..as their illusions give them great comfort, status, wealth or prestige in society..the only way for them to find Nirvana was for the Buddha to find Nirvana.. by seeking only the truth past illusion or ego..

If I were to accept their illusion.. I would be crushed by it.. as they seem to have to put me into the victim role for them to excuse themselves from their own dysfunctional attitudes and behavior… and that has been denial of their own egos..

And so it is that I find Nirvana.. by seeing the truth.. for truth ..by the stillness and humility of internal balance.. meditation.. by being the Buddha within all things..

And so it is that this dream brought me peace, protection, tranquility..and the power to keep being the truth.

{ 3 things cannot be hidden long;

The sun

The moon

The truth } ~~ Buddha

Dreaming of my God

This is an actual dream recall.. I had this dream a few nights ago but it hasn’t left me.. in understanding or symbols this dream speaks to my soul.. and that is why it stays with me in waking life; ┬áit has risen from deep inside of my subconscious; or the parts of my mind that I am unaware of into my wakeful mind, this is why these dream stay with us.. they are parts of us that have become aware. This dream is about balance within me; as much as it is about the romance, love and type of relationship that I seek in my life.. this dream is a dream of beauty.. it starts as such..

 

“I was swimming nude in a crystal clear pool.. as I floated and stroked through the water blissfully, I noticed the Greek columns reaching into the blue sky above me.. a happy sky filled with white fully soft clouds. The sun was just rising and the moon was just setting…and so they created a picture of balance.. gold and silver.. night and day..the stars danced between them..they twinkled as if singing. The doves made soft music..the eagles swooped..and the peacocks spread their feathers for pure delight.. The white marble of the deep pool was veined with silver and gold.. everything was pure and crisp.. perfection and bliss. Apollo’s Temple was built into the mountain side.. earth and sky presented themselves in all their glory and splendor..

And then I felt him.. he had reached for me through liquid diamonds.. I felt his energy in the water like lightning, but it didn’t burn me.. but inflamed my passions. His touch brought me life as he pulled me to him.. His strength and protection, the feeling of his flesh mingled with mine brought me comfort and with that a deep love. But this was a love of minds meeting on equal measure; a passion met by both equally. I knew him past words, because not one was spoken but the knowing of each other was complete.. it was completion. There was no need for competition between us.. for my weaknesses were met by his strengths and my strengths met his weaknesses..we were one. We completed the other..but separate we were complete..

We floated effortlessly on the surface of the deep clear water.. as the clouds dropped the nectar of the gods upon us.. giving us wisdom through sacred love.. we held hands as we looked up at the stars and Apollo blessed us.. with hope..and the stars sang of heaven.. the scent of roses and spice filled our senses..and the doves and the eagles soared up to the heavens.” ~ The Dream

The imagery of the dream.. the pool represents cleansing and being crystal clear.. the gold, silver, sun, moon, doves and eagles represent the balance of the feminine and masculine in myself and outside of myself.. the peacock represents royalty and passion but also the all seeing eye or third eye,,or the dream it’s self..the inner vision.. the temple of Apollo represents reaching for your dreams or even the dream it’s self.. the magic in the dream is the representations of the divinity in the dream or the dream it’s self being of divine origin or being sacred..and so it is that I myself see through a sacred lens..

In a prophetic sense.. it could be that I have or that I am manifesting my soul mate..

Looking at it in a practical sense..I have found left and right brain balance.

I like to look at this dream on all of these levels of understanding.. knowledge and wisdom..

Men and women are different..but if they are non competitive they can create a bonding and strengthening relationship by respecting and upholding the differences of the sexes.

 

Obsessed

 

I am obsessed with my dream and trying to find away through these impasses .. obstacles.. trying with all my might to find the right strategy.. but I am stuck. Tonight I have been watching George Stromboulopoulos’s interviews with multiple different successful celebrities .. trying to learn through them, from their experiences..their climb.. to see how doors opened for them. I am learning that it is simply a matter of fate, timing and life experiences, talents and tenacity that brings them to their victories or revolutionary fame or successes.. success not just being monetary but also and more importantly making a huge difference in the world. I still don’t have the answer. I still don’t have any open doors.. I just don’t.

I don’t have community; I don’t have a platform to speak from.. I have no opportunity as of yet to be heard or noticed.. I have directly the opposite. I have been shunned from professional organizations; I have been shunned from my local arts community.. there isn’t any Government funding or help or organization to help me. I don’t know anyone that knows anyone. Most of all I have been labeled over and over again as crazy for speaking out about the prejudices and inequalities put on me because I am woman without ( proper qualifications ) writing about women’s sexuality.. it’s like I am not allowed to break those rules.. these invisible rules.. that I needed the education’s systems qualifications to write about sex as a woman still in her sexual prime and single .. ( being single and not married as a woman writing about sex and sexuality is a taboo) ” I mean who knew right? Who fucking knew that?” Did you know that? I didn’t know that until I did that..and now I am a crazy for doing that..seems it was social suicide. Because I was supposed to have a PHD.. and have male approval by a husband or a boyfriend to write about sex and sexuality to be socially acceptable and to be given validity .. did you know that? Not only that but I shouldn’t be so sexy writing about sexuality..being single and unmarried because that makes me a threat.. because it makes me seductive and manipulative..because I am obviously ( according to society ) using my sexuality without a licence.. isn’t that just fucked up? But that is what is happening.. yup.. it’s happening..

I am not supposed to talk about it in public because I don’t have the proper qualifications..so when I do and people find out I don’t have the proper qualifications.. it means I am a target for abuse. Like being told that I am a threat to a gym’s reputation .. that I scare people..because I am just too much.. too open.. too different.. I am just too different..and I am doing something too different and revolutionary or controversial.

People don’t like it when you challenge their stupid rules or taboos .. people don’t like change even if is for the better… like leading women out of sexual repression by living outside of the box or the sexual repression by the expression of my sexuality..showing by leading how to do it.. ( sounds so simple..but people are even simpler) saying that very slowly as I type it very slowly read it slowly if you don’t get it..because there are some hateful .. prejudiced people ( lots of them ) that read my blog to leave hateful messages because they cannot grasp the concepts.. they can read that even slower.. they can read this several times but still not pick up on the meaning in the words and vocabulary.. but this is the great part.. they find my spelling mistakes..but not grasp anything else..

Ohhhhhhh *sigh* so how do I create a strategy that can jump, climb over.. under or through this ignorance? Ignorance.. IGNORANCE.. the biggest ..widest.. meanest…nastiest .. barrier of all..

Because you can be rational.. factual.. intellectual.. but you just cannot help people upgrade on how to conceptualize or activate more gray matter.

 

 

Loving The Dream

 

 

 

I met the man of dreams in the most unusual way. I sent him the link to my website by facebook and he messaged me back telling me that ” you are the Goddess I seek”

And so it was his words they were so sweet…about how we would bring forth a new reality..we would rock the world with our love.. he saw himself in me.. and I felt the stirrings of love..and I felt the walls around my heart fall..as he lifted me emotionally and he had me believe in love.

He didn’t have much money.. he was the romantic soul.. a starving artist..a writer and poet..but I did not care.. only wanted love.

It was then that we talked and we planned..and I scraped the money together to bring him to my land..I met him at the airport meeting him in the flesh for the first time.. oh how we wept..as we fell into each other’s arms..

We lost each other in each other’s eyes.. ohh heaven on earth.

It was then that we blended together or lives.. like the sun and the moon.. my life lived in the day and his in the night..but when we passed each other it was all in good time… independent souls..we let the wind dance between us and then we touched.. we made sweet love.. passion and paradise..the universe and the cosmos we climbed as we joined together as one..

And with the creative heart of passion that we shared.. and with the understanding of the wisdom of the spiritual world…we created a new concept… we wrote a book of love..with sensual images and with his art.. we created for other’s a understanding and wisdom of divine love.

Life was not easy..but we were equals.. understanding each other we gave room for forgiveness..and we lived and loved each other for forever and then the day after forever.

 

But in waking life..this never happened.. he decided .. after words of love.. not to take this action..not to live this dream.. and so it stays a dream that I love.

 

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