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Dream Interpretation / Zombies
« on: January 08, 2019, 11:36:48 AM »
Tony

Hello, I recently texted you at your Dreamhawk.com account on Facebook and you replied to text here.
     If you have forgotten I just simply said "I have had a recent dream that has currently scared me and I was wondering if I can get some help to see if it has any valid meaning." So, Here I am. Not much of a fan with forums there.

     Anyway, Down to the brass tacks. My dream started out very odd, as an older looking version of my self, maybe thirty. I soon was walking down a pitch black street near my sisters apartments (I had soon figured out she lived close in the dream) and we went to this abandoned building under street lights and talked, She said her and her boyfriend just got in a little bit of a argument and went on a walk to cool off, why it is weird is because this isn't even the trippy part.

     Almost like a movie, my head changed its setting. It was snowy, beautiful. Much like a lower altitude Tibet or a nice spot in Canada. In the dream there was a woman in a picture that I had been with for many years apparently. I've never seen her in my life personally, well she was gone and I went outside to chop wood and go on a walk myself. I soon stumble upon this brick pyre or obelisk if you will, And I looked closer and it fell apart as a body fell out of it, the colds got quicker and more menacing and I went running home and I saw this beautiful woman and tried to tell her to get out of here that it was dangerous and also to call the police. She turned to me with a gruesome, Age weathered face, much like a skeleton in a grave and she said to me over and over, "Shame boy, Hang boy." Not knowing what to do I let my primal instincts take over and grabbed a weapon back in my home. I came back out, rifle in hand and she was gone. The body still there and the woman gone.

     Bit odd but there it is. I'm sorry if I seem a bit stern or come off as a bit irritated but the dream now has been bothering me. Coming back during naps even. I just hope you can guide me on a path to understand truly what it means so I can deal with it myself. You seem like a very spiritual person Tony, and I admire that. So please, spare your wisdom?

Sincerely
Kaden - thank you!

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Dream Interpretation / A Woman Led Me
« on: January 08, 2019, 09:59:43 AM »
 On November 26th 2002 I experienced being with a woman who was on my right. I have no clear picture of her face and no sense of who she was. I was used to these experiences because I had learnt Waking Lucid Dreaming. As it developed I felt close to her emotionally, and we were holding hands. Together we walked into a large building. I have the impression of it being a square tall block, like an old-fashioned office building, but quite nice looking and well preserved. I believe my woman companion had been in the place before. I say this because I was feeling slightly uncertain and she was feeling confident and supportive, walking ahead of me and slightly pulling me along.

Inside the front door of the building was a wide passageway probably about 15 or 20 feet wide leading straight ahead. Not far along this corridor something completely filled the space in front of us. It looked like frog’s spawn, but much more ethereal, perhaps like patterns of energy with just a little material substance.

With no real hesitation the woman pulled me gently and I walked into this wall of energy slightly hesitantly. I believe we knew more or less what would happen - that we would be absorbed and become wholly a part of this energy form. As we walked into it I was trying to analyse what was happening and what it felt like. I lost all sense of my body as a dense form, but I could still feel my partner’s hand in mine in a very delicate way - again like energy playing upon energy. I could feel that the energy form had totally penetrated me and was working on me in a healing way that would transform all of me. My impression was that thousands of individuals had merged to share their abilities and being with me, and I was sharing with them, forming an amazing wholeness. It felt very healing.

Also, I felt that we could decide upon our own movement, and it seemed as if we were still walking within this life form. So, I knew we could walk out again and return to our solid body form. From here on all sorts of speculations and perhaps what might amount to experiments on my part developed. I understood that when one entered this living moving energy it totally penetrated one's being, and one's body was transformed and healed of any weakness or irregularities. I felt that it transformed one's personality also. I was experiencing being in and out of the energy, and while out of it I felt great peace and well-being.

Later I realised that in contact with an individual one could merge with that individual and experience the same feeling, and the loss of the dense body form. I shared this with some people, and gradually came to realise that it was only when you had enough people in the group that a permanent energy flux, such as we had first walked into, could exist. So, I was going about trying to create another house with a permanent energy flux going on in it. If there were a lot of people involved, there would always be sufficient numbers within the flux to keep it active. But I realised one needed at least six people to give a large enough energy flux for others to see and enter. I also realised that people who had not entered the flux would feel threatened by it and would try to destroy it and the building it was in. So, I realised there had to be some level of secrecy.

If you wish to enter the Flux, close your eyes and see yourself walking through the energy field and knowing yourself as bodiless awareness within the great ocean of lives.

A way to enter the Flux is https://dreamhawk.com/approaches-to-being/opening-to-life/ or maybe learn https://dreamhawk.com/body-and-mind/the-keyboard-condition/

Tony

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Dream Interpretation / A Real Pain
« on: January 06, 2019, 01:53:41 PM »
During a period when I had just gone through divorce, the starting of a new relationship, and taking over a tumble-down property, I developed a permanent pain in my right forearm. I talked about this to a doctor who diagnosed it as tennis elbow. He told me there was nothing I could do except avoid exertion. As I was working to renovate our house, that was difficult, and the pain continued for six months without any change.

So, I decided to ask my unconscious if there was anything I could do to help the condition. It was a technique that was accessible using the self-regulatory  processes described on the site under https://dreamhawk.com/approaches-to-being/the-lifestream/

I had used this approach many times before, so had some experience of it. Holding in mind the pain in the arm I waited for the responses to arise from within. Soon, spontaneous fantasies and ideas bubbled into awareness, almost as if someone were explaining the situation to me. I was led to understand that during the past year I had not only been working hard physically to renovate the building, but because of divorce, family conflict within my new relationship, plus the change of home, I had experienced much stress and anger. During my sawing, planning and hammering, I had discharged much of this anger and stress. As with any hard work, the cells in my right arm had broken down, but the anger and tension had prevented the cells from regenerating adequately.

As this insight emerged I could see what a shrewd summary of my recent unconscious attitudes it was. The emerging explanation went on to say that each cell is a tiny individual life, and in the body, they each take on a particular task. Some live as workers in the muscles; some are thinking beings in the brain, and some act as transformers, as in the liver. Each cell depends upon the others to co-operatively share food, oxygen and pleasure. The cells in my arm didn’t mind the hard work, but they also needed to share the pleasures of eating, music and love making. I had been unconsciously deluging them with anger and tension, and denying them laughter and relaxation.

I started to use this information. For instance when I ate I would consciously allow the pleasure I felt in my mouth to be felt by the rest of my body, particularly the right arm. When I made love, I attempted to relax and let my whole body feel the pleasure, not keep it in the genitals. I frequently concentrated on my right arm, relaxing it and allowing pleasure felt elsewhere to flow to it. Within a week it was completely free of the pain, and the problem has never returned.

Tony

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Dream Interpretation / If Only You Would Try
« on: December 27, 2018, 10:17:26 AM »
I think about you all the time and have used the tools you've shared with me on dreams mainly for myself. 

It really scares people to become the images in their dreams. I never try to force this method but.... if they only knew  😊I'm so grateful I was willing to try. You made me feel safe to say whatever came to mind

I hope you're having a wonderful busy time! I love you and your beautiful spirit!!

D

See https://dreamhawk.com/dream-encyclopedia/acting-on-your-dream/#BeingPerson

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Greetings / Merry Christmas & Have a Great 2019
« on: December 14, 2018, 09:56:51 AM »
I love Christmas, not because i go to parties or spend time with people, I live alone and I love that too. I love it because people seem to relax and reach out to each other and that creates a great atmosphere.

Tony

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Dream Interpretation / A View of an Ancient Existence-Imported
« on: December 10, 2018, 12:24:38 PM »
I was walking through s slightly built up area. It was not a town but there were a few buildings about. There were a couple of women following me. I think they were Indonesian or at least Asian. I didn’t seem to be connected with them much. They were following simply because we were going in the same direction, or perhaps they thought I knew the way. In the background of my awareness or memory was the knowledge that I had made this journey before. It was in two stages, maybe because of length of time. So, at the end of one day there was a point one arrived at, then went on to the final destination the next day. I was still moving toward the first point. I believe in the original journey I had simply been a passenger and now I was making my own way and having to remember the landmarks.

The dream became very clear and alive as I was walking through a large ruined building. Some walls were still standing and I was climbing over them or walking around them to go in the direction I felt was right. Then I came to a thick wall about five feet tall. I clambered up on top of it to go over, but on looking down the other side I saw an immense drop. Beneath me was level after level of ancient structure going deep into the earth. It was all carved out of, or built out of the natural rock, with many rooms. It was as if something had gouged away a great chunk of it revealing the enormity of it. I sensed the age of it and that it was built by a long past culture. Certainly I could not progress in that direction, so I turned to my left where there was a regular road. I had been going my own way across the land instead of using the normal road – the two women had now gone their own way, realising I was taking risks going the direction I was.

The road was not like a modern road with cars on it. I had the impression it was mostly people on foot. As I stepped into the road, thinking I had better stick to it for a while, an enormous beast came lumbering toward me along the stretch from the direction I was facing. It was ridden by a couple of people I did not notice clearly, and looked something like a prehistoric beast, though not one I can identify. It was about two or three times the size of an elephant, about twelve to fifteen feet high at the head. This, the head, was round and enormous, with a huge mouth full of long teeth. It was waving its head about as it came toward me and I got out of the way as quickly as I could, backing into someone’s garden gate. The beast and passengers went by and I realised the beast was a grass eater, but nevertheless too big to stand in the way of.

I walked on and within a hundred yards or so came to a T junction. I recognised it as a landmark from the previous journey and turned right. In fact it also reminds me of a T junction near the first house my wife and I owned, that I knew also from early childhood.

Now I was surrounded by countryside, soft and open, slowly sloping down to a place I knew from my previous journey. It was the first stopping place, and I knew I would find friends and welcome there. I could feel it as I walked, like going home, and knowing I belonged in the place in some way, or was an acknowledged part of it. It felt good.

Singya

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Dream Interpretation / Cockerel Chasing the Chickens-Imported
« on: November 27, 2018, 09:34:00 AM »
I dreamt I went to look at the chickens. There was a small hole in the mesh and some of the chickens were out. I shooed them in, but the run was now very big and next to a farmyard, and I noticed some of the farm chickens were also in the run, attracted by the food. They were smaller than ours, not having as much food, but I thought they would soon grow and be as big as ours. Also I thought the farmer wouldn’t miss them as they were running wild. A large cockerel was amongst them and to my amused pleasure began immediately to chase the hens. They all ran madly away.

My father was there now and said the chickens wouldn’t lay with that chicken chasing them. I said it wasn’t a chicken but a cockerel, and they would soon calm down.

My wife was now in the run collecting eggs. There were a lot despite, or because of, the chasing. My mother now came. I said the chickens would stop running eventually because the cockerel was bigger than they. She said, no, it wasn’t the size, but the manner and attitude of his approach. She meant it caused an instinctive responses them.

Chick-chick-chicken

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Dream Interpretation / A visit from a female alien
« on: November 22, 2018, 12:11:28 PM »
I was staying at my son Neal's house in London, so was in a new bedroom and surroundings. I had just got back into bed and was half asleep and near the bedroom window, suddenly a bright light switched on; it made me think that an animal must have triggered the outside light. On getting back into bed, still almost asleep, I experienced a very intense fantasy as if it was a dream.

In this dream state I saw the creature that had triggered the light to come on, it was a female humanoid alien; she was covered in fur, maybe a greyish colour. As I saw her she knew I had seen her and was very nervous and started to run away. I had the feelings that she had stood at the door seeking shelter, so I called out to her not to be afraid and I would let her into the house.

I did that and she came in and she was a very cautious creature, and I felt she needed care and love. I noticed that her face and hands were slightly different to human hands - she had three fingers rather than four. I reached out to touch her and she did not back away.

It was a wonderful dream that links with other dreams.

Tony

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Dream Interpretation / Enormous Harvest-Imported
« on: October 31, 2018, 09:25:22 AM »
This morning I woke just after 5am, and remembered an interesting dream.

I was in my house on top of the hill where I spent enormous amounts of my time in early childhood. It was a house I had not known in waking life. I was with my wife – unknown in waking – and we were looking out of a window, possibly upstairs. I noticed that from the window we could see all the way down the hill to where the field joined the road, and some type of seed bearing crop had been planted. I said to my partner, I have never before seen a crop so dense, so full.

Then a great noise came and the house shook slightly as a huge machine passed as it harvested the crop. I knew that I was expected to go down where the machine was and help with harvesting – something I often did in my youth. I remember holding a small rectangular seed and eating it – it was good.

 Then in semi-awake state I was sewing the tops of hemp sacks full of grain. I realised that my life work, started in my youth, had produced this enormous harvest, so took many sacks and left one open for the birds to feed from.

Andrew

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Dream Interpretation / Moving Beyond Depression
« on: October 12, 2018, 08:26:30 AM »
"I feel as if I am falling down a hole into depression." Tony is my ‘go to’ person so I told him my feelings.

"What's happening?” he asked. I reminded him of what had been going on for me recently, which was dealing with a fraudster, heavy going.

"What are you feeling," Tony asked.

“Sick in my stomach.”

“So stay with that feeling; don't keep running away from what you feel”, he replied.

"I now feel as if my legs have became really heavy; also in my sexual area heaviness is growing.”

"So again, stay with it; and breath. Holding your breath is how we hold back our feelings. That way our natural healing cannot take place," he said.

So I exaggerated my feelings. Then memories of childhood emerged, for at that age I felt there was no safe place for me as a child, always having to keep on guard and aware of my family’s needs. If I stayed aware of their needs I might not get attacked, emotionally or physically, because I came from a family with many complexes.

Then I suddenly felt aware of what a poor little girl I was, with no one to tell what I faced or to be able to ask questions. My family never shared what they felt, and so much was left unspoken. As a child I couldn’t make sense of what was happening.

But I am moving away from what I had experienced, that my inner child needed me care for her right now and to love her, because my family wasn’t capable of proving love and understanding I needed. So I am now trying to give love and care to that little girl me, love it never had. See https://dreamhawk.com/dream-encyclopedia/parenting-yourself/

I cannot explain in words all the emotions that welled up in me at the same time
With this shift in awareness I thanked Tony, "It's what I do” he said. 

Brenda Blake

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Dream Interpretation / The Bitters of Life
« on: October 09, 2018, 10:34:56 AM »
I was walking up a dimly lit cobbled street. The street was going up a hill, and on my left was a pub with two young men standing outside. They were holding pint jugs of bitter, As I drew near them, one turned to the other, looking at his bitter, and said, ‘Shall I let him have it?’ Being encouraged, he threw the bitter over me. (Bitter is the name given in England to a type of beer.)

Naturally I was very annoyed, and tried to brush it off my overcoat. I wanted to retaliate, but felt himself no match for these two, who walked back into the pub. Someone with the me said that there was a policeman at the top of the bill, why not tell him. So, climbing the rest of the hill and turning to the right, I found the policeman and told him. The policeman very officiously took out his notebook and asked whether there were any witnesses. There were, but the policeman maintained his air of doing only what he was forced to do by law, which upset me and I walked away.

Desmond

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Dream Interpretation / Entering An Old Folly
« on: October 07, 2018, 08:55:20 AM »
I was in a large, old house. It was pleasant, and interesting, being like an old “folly”. It had passages leading off all over the place that one could explore. I was being led up the stairs by a very wilful child. It wanted to explore the house, and was dragging me with it. As we went up the stairs, a man came out of a door and walked down past us. He looked at me as if to say, “Don’t go up”; or, “if you go up, be prepared.” He looked like a caretaker, but was very indistinct and shadowy.

The child led me on up however into what was like a loft where I had never been before. it was attached to, yet somehow distinct from the rest of the house. Also it was very light and filled with ancient books and objects. I looked at them and felt that there was something oriental and mysterious about them. Somehow they seemed like a treasure, all dusty, but full of wisdom about life.

Then the child went to a door that was split in two halves, a higher and lower. It could not get through the lower, but went out the top half.’ Ann

(Ann is an English woman. and the word 'folly' has two meanings. I think Ann used it to mean - a costly ornamental building with no practical purpose, especially a tower or mock-Gothic ruin built in a large garden or park. But it can also mean, "a lack of good sense; foolishness, "an act of sheer folly.")

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Dream Interpretation / Flying on Pegasus
« on: October 03, 2018, 12:18:38 PM »
"I have been dreaming about similar dreams as this one but do not remember any except from one single dream and it hit me strongly. I dreamt about a white flying house, a Pegasus. At that time, I felt pure joy and love. I felt free, warm and lighted. But compared to this dream, in the dream about my birds I instead felt afraid and slightly irritated like I didn’t want to lose something that I hold so dearly. I didn’t feel this free and happy. I myself got a direct feeling that this dream could mean that I need to let go of the negative thoughts from the mind and free my inner bird because no bird is meant to be caged even if it is a pet. That is why I have been letting them out once a day to fly around in the room and to be free before putting them back. So, a question I would like to ask is: What could this dream actually mean with me feeling worried, being afraid and trying to caught the birds back instead of being happy and filled with joy? Is there something I may have been missed when analysing my dream?"

I am sixteen, live in Sweden and am Female. Ariadna

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Dream Interpretation / Boat Motor Tangled in Nets
« on: October 03, 2018, 09:40:03 AM »
‘Not a very nice dream. I was in a boat, there seemed to be a lot of people in it to start with, and we were fishing. Then it wasn’t very light and I was by myself, and between me and the shore was a continuous row of lobster nets, and I couldn’t find a way through to get to the shore. It was dark and I was so panicky and I couldn’t try to get through the nets for fear of fouling the motor.’

Pat

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General Discussion / I Had to Speak to a group of Black People
« on: October 03, 2018, 09:23:25 AM »
‘I had been asked to run a sort of mission hall. It was a bare tin hall, wood on the inside. It seemed to be mostly black people I had to speak to. At first I simply stood at one end of the hall and spoke to them about God and life. I felt it was hardly worth the effort, believing that they would not understand or be interested. I believe I suggested they work as a team and produce a book. This was to be about their own life and work, and to help them understand and express themselves, and aid me to know them better. Again I felt it was not worth the effort.

‘When I spoke again the following week great changes had already been made in the hall. An orderly notice board was on the right of the hall. It was generally brighter and more purposefully united, and a rostrum and microphone were there for my use. Apparently a friend Bob Miller had made these.

‘As I was looking at all this, a black woman came to me at the rostrum table. She was Afro-Indian and middle aged. She had with her two books produced by the team. I opened the books and looked at them, astounded. They consisted mostly of pictures, with explanatory captions. They were absolutely beautiful pictures showing the people's place in industry and society. There were black men stripped to the waist working in the steel works at furnaces; women busy at production lines, and so on. So wonderful were they, and I could see in every page the effort and loving care, the team work and deep appreciation, love and respect for myself and what I was trying to do with them, that I was overcome by humility and love for them. So much so that I took the woman in my arms and held her close while I wept. It was an ecstatic moment of communion and understanding between us. Then she felt slightly embarrassed and turned away.

Andrew


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