All Rivers Lead to the Source

Truth is eternally true.
God is truth.
Everything else is temporary and must be let go of if one is to remain in truth.
This is the secret to living.

Last night I had a dream.  I was at a festival of sorts.  The main events had ended and people were leaving.  The area was mostly dry dirt that had step like valleys.  I followed along my level, and met those who were like me.  I encouraged them to come with me, but they were attached to what they were doing.  Some were using psychedelics and wanted more.  I tried to talk with them, but there was no connection.

I entered into a passage inside a cavern.  There were dry reddish dirt walls, but no real ceiling.  There were people up against the walls doing various things.  Up ahead on my right was an Asian woman sitting in front of a sink.  There was a mirrored medicine cabinet above the sink, and when she opened it, there was a passage.  

When I got to her, she opened the mirrored door, it was much larger than it looked and I was able to pass through, but I looked back and saw my bag was left behind.  I asked her to retrieve it.  She didn't respond, but I kept asking, and the people waiting kept showing me other bags, it kept morphing into other things.  I eventually realized I needed to go on. 

When I went through the passage I was on a platform of sorts high up the inner walls of the new cavern.  I was trying to find something to stand on, or a way to get down. Finally I found a ledge I could grab, and use as leverage to get down.  However, I realized my legs were stuck inside something and I couldn't get them out.  After some time of trying, I realized I was taking the wrong approach.  I was an avatar, not a physical body.

On Awakening/Interpretation.

Most of this dream I was leaving behind the past and attachments of various sorts. In the first part of the dream, there were other people who didn't move on, who I was encouraging to come,  They were attached to the experiences of their mind on drugs and to the social scene.  It is interesting that it was the "others" who I was trying to come with me.  To me that means I have already disassociated with that part of life.  Considering that I just arrived at my 10 year sobriety anniversary, and am committed to exploring consciousness without drugs, I believe this is accurate.  I have also split off my life from most of the traditional social scene, working and living in an independent circle where people are free from dogma and instituational bureaucratization of mind, to steal the term coined by Paulo Frere.

There are several interesting things about going through the medicine cabinet mirror.  First, the guardian of the gate was an Asian woman.  I am not sure what that implies, perhaps Eastern spirituality, and the gentle or yin side of it, as it is the woman.  

Second, I was concerned about leaving my bag, and never could retrieve it.  In my earthly life, the bag belonged to my step mother Sue, who was my mentor and hero in life.  She was the one who guided me.  Ultimately, I had to leave that behind to move through.

Finally, there was the realization of being the avatar and not the body.  This is relative to where I am in my own spiritual journey.  The awakening to the truth as a spiritual being, and the need to recognize this to navigate this next phase.

We are all on a spiritual journey.  How long it takes to awaken out of the dream depends on how willing and determined we are to do so.  It is easy to get lost in exploring.  There is nothing wrong with exploring, but awakening allows for the freedom to participate on a next level.  

​I hope that this dream means I am doing just that.