Le Bateleur – Tarot 1 – Fluidity

The translation to Magician is a bit of a stretch I think it means juggler {?}.

This Tarot card corresponds to the Jewel of Awareness fluidity. I think it fair to say that I am a fairly fluid being, certainly my mind and my interest are capable of switching subject quickly. But fluidity means a little more than flexibility it means in many ways Dao and going with the flow of life not trying to force. It means respond and not react.

If you look at the card here the chap has all his tools, his skills and abilities laid out in front of him on his table and when faced with a problem(table) or a decision he might be thinking what shall I use from my skill set? How best to proceed.

In his left hand he holds either a wand or as I prefer to think of it a flute, perhaps a magic flute, Die Zauberflöte. The coin in his right hand may be about to disappear up his sleeve. One can imagine him leading a stream of rats or children as he dances through the streets of Hamlyn.

Here is a verbalisation by Theun Mares.

It is also the card of the Westerly Dreamer, the female dreamer in the West the place of the Dreamers in Space. It is the card of facing the unknown and to do this with rigidity can only end in disaster. One has to be fluid with what life and the universe sends for us.

On and off these last few days I have been “getting” this card breaking through…

The Yellow Rose and The Soular Lotus

When it comes to models, it is wise to remember that they are just that. It is easy to fall into the trap of imagining the model to be reality and the sum total of reality at that.

When I first started doing the dreaming practice which involves a rājā yoga visualisation of a yellow rose, I was like a duck to water. This was because I can visualize multiple dimensions and things like symmetry operations easily.

Here is an annotated Toltec version of Otz Chiim. In blue are my suggestions.

Visualizing the yellow rose invokes the lightning strike from “on high” and this is an invigorating thing to do. One is intending union with the dreamer the Soul. As a part of the dreaming practice one can ascertain the dreaming colour or in other words upon which ray the egoic or Soular lotus is to be found. The idea is to fully open the heart, the lotus. After eight years of several times a day I switched to the Master in the Heart meditation which builds the Antahkarana {in red} up to the Soular lotus and beyond. In other words, this meditation builds Jacob’s ladder.

The two models do not coincide completely but there are correspondences.

What one has to bear in mind is that these two-dimensional flat representations are in fact at least three dimensions. Visualizing both of these diagrams in 3d should help.

The idea is to bring about complete fusion of Soul and personality, cooperation between the dreamer and the dreamed. This is the first goal of yoga or union.

In effect one hands the steering wheel of the physical plane entity over to the Soul or the Dreamer. Union is the true meaning of yoga.

Vision Quest – Stalking the Dream

In some traditions as a male reaches his maturity, he is encouraged to go on a vision quest either with or without hallucinogenic assistance. The idea being that he heads off into the wilderness with the intent of seeking a vision about the nature of his purpose or role in life. In humility he beseeches the great universal spirit Wakan Tanka to furnish him with a vision. He must be fully open and adopt the right attitude. He is not “allowed” to return to his tribe until he has been given this bounty. Impatience and frustration prevent the vision. Sometimes he has to have very harsh experiences before the vision is granted. Other times it is much more straight forward.

In the late nineties I engaged in a course of North American Indian based Shamanics and we used to have overnight stays here at Cuffley Camp. {It has been enhanced by a long way since we were there.}

I never used to sleep. I used to stay up all night and keep the fire burning. The woods, the forest can be a tad creepy in the middle of the night. On the Saturday we would do various activities, then have a barbecue and a fire, on one Sunday I went on a vision quest in the woods and then on Monday I taught chemistry at uni..

Obvs, it wasn’t a deep vision quest in the sense of a rite of passage. The idea being, and this is related to the fifth aspect of the stalker’s rule previous, that if you open yourself up to the universe it will offer assistance and guidance. Moreover, if you are in an altered state of consciousness due to shamanic drumming you might be a little more susceptible. The drumming produces a state of ecstasy as per Eliade. It shifts the boundaries of the assembled world view. No need for drugs, drumming suffices.

The key is to let go and not force anything also have not one single expectation. Your mind and heart must be open like a proffered open palm of hand.

I have quite literally sat in the arms of a tree and waited for guidance.

The dream is all around you. The dream is not the socio-political “reality” of your day-to-day life. The dream is imbued with dreaming symbols.  Because my mind is calm, and I now walk slowly I have more animal encounters than most.  And these animals can be interpreted as dreaming symbols, just like one may try to interpret a nocturnal dream.

I can relatively easily shift into what is called left-side awareness or the dreaming awareness. On a number of occasions, I have gone “walkies” without a map largely in heightened awareness. I have explored places like Kinder Scout, the Old Man of Coniston. I once followed some crows up Coniston into the mist when It was descending and covered with snow. Nobody else was foolish enough to be out. I got further and further into the mists, confident that I could follow my tracks in the snow back. And then I bottled and headed back down. Two things might have happened that day. I could have been granted a vision or I could have died.

Because I can see, at the moment, no clear way forward I will invoke the fifth aspect of the stalker’s rule to see if the universe wishes to offer me any assistance or not.

“Whenever faced with impossible odds, a warrior opens himself up to the world around him by allowing his mind to become occupied with the little details of life.”

I’ll let you know what if anything transpires.

Hallucinations, Psychosis or Dreaming?

As can be seen from the previous post there is biblical precedent for the importance of dreams. One web site I visited claims there are 21 dreams in the bible. Six of the dreamers are kings, one is a woman and two of the dreamers are called Joseph. These dreams include Jacob’s ladder. Many of these dreams have an element of prescience. The pharaoh acting on his dream saved Egypt from famine, according to the text. The dream had 7 which is the Toltec dreaming symbol for guidance {need for}.

I have just done a quick search and found that some people have suggested the Joan of Arc had psychiatric problems rather than angelic contact. There is an apparently rich Islamic tradition pertaining to dreams.

I have had waking dreams and sleeping dreams. I know what physical plane reality is, I know other realties too.

People are sceptical and want to pick holes, to prove just how darned clever they are.

Everybody has a theory which they feel an urge to share. Many wish to explain away any possible spiritual explanation because that does not fit with their material pseudo-rational hedonism.

This afternoon I am “picking up” palpitations, there are not mine. They are of the nature OMG. What have I / we done? There is a sense of some kind of penny dropping. A penny which refuses all telekinetic attempts at stopping the fall.

Hmm I guess I had better go and lock myself up in the loony bin…

Pharaoh’s Dreams

When two full years had passed, Pharaoh had a dream: he was standing by the Nile, when out of the river there came up seven cows, sleek and fat, and they grazed among the reeds. After them, seven other cows, ugly and gaunt, came up out of the Nile and stood beside those on the river-bank. And the cows that were ugly and gaunt ate up the seven sleek, fat cows. Then Pharaoh woke up.

He fell asleep again and had a second dream: seven ears of corn, healthy and good, were growing on a single stalk. After them, seven other ears of corn sprouted – thin and scorched by the east wind. The thin ears of corn swallowed up the seven healthy, full ears. Then Pharaoh woke up; it had been a dream.

In the morning his mind was troubled, so he sent for all the magicians and wise men of Egypt. Pharaoh told them his dreams, but no one could interpret them for him.

Then the chief cupbearer said to Pharaoh, ‘Today I am reminded of my shortcomings. Pharaoh was once angry with his servants, and he imprisoned me and the chief baker in the house of the captain of the guard. Each of us had a dream the same night, and each dream had a meaning of its own. Now a young Hebrew was there with us, a servant of the captain of the guard. We told him our dreams, and he interpreted them for us, giving each man the interpretation of his dream. And things turned out exactly as he interpreted them to us: I was restored to my position, and the other man was impaled.’

So Pharaoh sent for Joseph, and he was quickly brought from the dungeon. When he had shaved and changed his clothes, he came before Pharaoh.

Pharaoh said to Joseph, ‘I had a dream, and no one can interpret it. But I have heard it said of you that when you hear a dream you can interpret it.’

‘I cannot do it,’ Joseph replied to Pharaoh, ‘but God will give Pharaoh the answer he desires.’

Then Pharaoh said to Joseph, ‘In my dream I was standing on the bank of the Nile, when out of the river there came up seven cows, fat and sleek, and they grazed among the reeds. After them, seven other cows came up – scrawny and very ugly and lean. I had never seen such ugly cows in all the land of Egypt. The lean, ugly cows ate up the seven fat cows that came up first. But even after they ate them, no one could tell that they had done so; they looked just as ugly as before. Then I woke up.

‘In my dream I saw seven ears of corn, full and good, growing on a single stalk. After them, seven other ears sprouted – withered and thin and scorched by the east wind. The thin ears of corn swallowed up the seven good ears. I told this to the magicians, but none of them could explain it to me.’

Then Joseph said to Pharaoh, ‘The dreams of Pharaoh are one and the same. God has revealed to Pharaoh what he is about to do. The seven good cows are seven years, and the seven good ears of corn are seven years; it is one and the same dream. The seven lean, ugly cows that came up afterwards are seven years, and so are the seven worthless ears of corn scorched by the east wind: they are seven years of famine.

‘It is just as I said to Pharaoh: God has shown Pharaoh what he is about to do. Seven years of great abundance are coming throughout the land of Egypt, but seven years of famine will follow them. Then all the abundance in Egypt will be forgotten, and the famine will ravage the land. The abundance in the land will not be remembered, because the famine that follows it will be so severe. The reason the dream was given to Pharaoh in two forms is that the matter has been firmly decided by God, and God will do it soon.

‘And now let Pharaoh look for a discerning and wise man and put him in charge of the land of Egypt. Let Pharaoh appoint commissioners over the land to take a fifth of the harvest of Egypt during the seven years of abundance. They should collect all the food of these good years that are coming and store up the grain under the authority of Pharaoh, to be kept in the cities for food. This food should be held in reserve for the country, to be used during the seven years of famine that will come upon Egypt, so that the country may not be ruined by the famine.’

The plan seemed good to Pharaoh and to all his officials. So Pharaoh asked them, ‘Can we find anyone like this man, one in whom is the spirit of God?’

Then Pharaoh said to Joseph, ‘Since God has made all this known to you, there is no one so discerning and wise as you. You shall be in charge of my palace, and all my people are to submit to your orders. Only with respect to the throne will I be greater than you.’

Genesis 41 New International Version {UK}

Dreams and Karma

The first thing to say on this subject is that many have a difficult relationship with sleep; they have difficulty nodding off, they don’t get enough sleep or they get too much. Many worry about sleep and others about the dreams therein. The second thing to say about this is that dreams (and visions) underpin and are a part of, many widely followed world religions. In the relaxed, at ease and stress free western world, many are wont to say;

“It was only a dream…”

Dreaming is natural. Everyone does it. Not everyone recalls their dreams. There are lots of opinions about dreams ranging from psychosexual, mystical, horror stories to space cadetry. Some are entirely conscious that they are dreaming when they are dreaming. For most people dreaming is a place where the problems of the day are gone over and filed. This dreaming is not deep dreaming nor true dreaming. It is internal dialogue, carried over into sleep.

Dreaming however can be of great aid in understanding Karma. It can advise on the past, encouraging one to review life to date. It can point at how to work with the Karma of the present and the time around that. It can guide to future fate and even destiny. Some dreams are very powerful and have implications wider than the indiviudal who dreamed them.

Dreams concerning fate and destiny are by way of signposts to a possibility opening in the web of life. It does not mean that the dream will actually manifest, that depends upon actions taken. Sometimes dreams of the future play out near verbatim.

Working with dreams can lead you to some very interesting places. BUT you have to listen to them AND act upon them. In order to start to work with dreams you need discipline. This sets the INTENT and allows dreaming to start to work in a different way.

Learning to dream true, takes time.

Those suffering from the burden of immediacy find it very difficult to adjust to the timescales of dreaming. Being ever in a hurry the dreaming cannot manifest nor coalesce.

That part of being which transmigrates between lifetimes is the Dreamer. This is the Soul or reincarnating Jiva. The vehicle into which it incarnates, including its personality, is the Dreamed.

The Dreamer chooses where it incarnates into. It does this to work directly with Karma.

All through life the Dreamer overshadows the Dreamed and whispers over its shoulder. It wants the Dreamed to get busy working with Karma. The Dreamed is often deaf, deluded and downright stubborn. The Dreamer has no option left other than to “ramp things up” until such time as the Dreamed starts to pay attention. It does this through dreaming both at night time and by dreaming in life circumstance for the Dreamed to work with. If it so chooses the Dreamer can precipitate a point of crisis for the Dreamed.

The Dreamer wants to drive the vehicle, the Dreamed resists. This can cause the car to crash!

It is with eyes closed that we can hear the whispers of our Dreamer the most easily. Unless you can still and silence the internal dialogue, you will never hear these whispers. There is no space amongst all that blah, blah, blah, blah, blah!

An intelligent being seeks to work with Karma. A stupid one ignores this.

Learning to Dream True is one of the quickest and most efficient ways of working with Karma. For Dreams, if you like, give the lesson plan from which to work. The exercises are set by your own inner teacher, the Dreamer. They are bespoke and tailored for you and you alone. This 1:1 teaching is quick, profound and effective.

If you learn to Dream True your life will unfold in unexpected ways. You will see beyond the facade of social conditioning and be introduced to the many layers of life which exist beyond the mundane and the 9:5.

Dreaming True is the adventure which ends in liberation.

Having said this there are many cul-de-sacs which glitter and sparkle with glamour. There are very many lost in these. All things Astral shine like stars to the glamoured beings. The personality, the Dreamed, loves baubles and trinkets. The Dreamer sighs heavily in frustration.

A large part of Dreaming True is very simple.

This is the truth and because it points at simple things to do with behaviour and attitude, it is often disregarded. There needs to be work done in order to learn from Karma. People are often lazy.

The Dreamer requires the Dreamed to experience discomfort and hence, learning.

It is exactly here where many give up on the idea of working with dreams. Whilst things are pillow fluffy and exciting, dreaming is OK. When the Dreamer says CHANGE! most give up the ghost or rather give up on the ghost. They try to forget their dreams and frustrate their Dreamer. This is Self-Sabotage, the SELF tries to sabotage the Soul!! This causes discomfort and tension in being. There is no happiness, no sense of being whole. There is a civil war going on in being. This state of civil war abounds and as a direct consequence, humanity suffers.

Who is driving my vehicle, my personality, my EGO, or my Soul?

Nagal-Dreamer-Dreamed

Is it necessary to have a model with which to understand living as a human being on this planet and in our times?

The short answer to this is no. There are many people who have but a passing notion of God and some vague concern about heaven and hell but that is as far as it goes. If one does genuinely believe in heaven and hell and sin, then it would be pretty stupid to carry on sinning. If one thinks that there is only one life and after than nothing, even that as a philosophy has implications, namely that time is precious one might seek to make the most of that time. I think the trouble is people think a whole bunch of different things at different times and don’t have a core life philosophy, it is too inconvenient.

They may be interested in money, self-advancement, lots of clothes, lots of sex, lots of food etc. They may like attention, fame and praise. I suspect that the vast majority of people haven’t really considered what life is all about or they have swallowed what they have been told at whichever temple they subscribe to and without thinking about it over much, let the clergy do that for us. Life is a social interaction thing without much meaning. People may be seeking romantic love and the building of a family, which is very time consuming.

I’ll speculate as a whole we are getting increasingly secular and materialistic and that our morals are declining. The obsession with image is a pandemic which outstrips coronavirus, and it is one that lock down and vaccine cannot ease.

There are a whole range of belief systems out there. Some of them describe the same things but from slightly different angles.

My model for understanding is based on one which might be described nagal (or spirit), dreamer, dreamed or monad, causal vehicle, personality. So, the causal vehicle acquires for itself a new human body and personality, each time it incarnates, or the dreamer dreams in another dreamed, a being and a life.

I have only used one concept here which differs from the outlines in the first paragraph, namely reincarnation. For some this is a nice concept and for others it is absurd. I personally am confident that reincarnation happens not because I read it in a book nor because someone in a funny costume told me. It is a concept which is consistent with my own experiences. I have memories of previous lives. If one wished one could argue that I have made up these memories, they are my delusion. It is impossible to prove either way, certainly to the standard of six sigma statistical proof. I know philosophically that I am placing a bet. The light could go out and that is the end, I could end up on a barbecue or at the pearly gates. I am betting that that isn’t the case. I won’t be having loads of virgins at my disposal. I have clarity at least on that bet.

From my meditations outside the crown chakra, it seems likely to me that my abstract awareness persists in a non-corporeal state and will do so after death. This could be termed monad or expression of nagal’s awareness.

If, as I have been “told” I will never incarnate again, then what happens? My awareness persists in an abstract formless state a kind of quasi-eternal Jhana, a state of contemplation, until the end of this Kalpa.

I will no longer be separate as a causal entity, I will have returned to “the source” and blended back as a piece of that totality, into that awareness. There is still some measure of differentiation, but I can no longer say I or even us. Perhaps a part of a wider awareness, yet intermingled with it, without boundary or distinction, is a way to look at it. Though eyes do not exist in this state, conceptualize it perhaps. Free of the limitations of a brain who knows what is possible?  I will not hanker after another piece of meat to live in.

I have a notion that I am on my way to my home world from whence I came somewhere up by Sirius. This would be seen as the flakiest thing someone from my background would say. It would be pounced upon as being ridiculous. But then they have never met the Great White Lodge on Sirius, nor The Nameless One. It is only a notion, not even a hypothesis.

If I strip it down, I believe that awareness exists in non-corporeal states and that from time to time that awareness takes on form, a form prone to physical plane death or mortality. Immortality is not living for ever it is not being born to flesh again, no more mortality.

That sentence says a lot and does not need much embellishment. Good models are not complicated.

Perhaps this one suffices?

Secret Garden / Princess Dream 4-3-21 – Worked Up

Here is this morning’s dream, it was very vivid.

I am walking in our current garden {open areas – freedom or fear of taking the gap to freedom maybe greenery = need for practicality} as it is and stumble upon a wooden door {possibility} in a stone wall {barrier?}. The door does not exist in our physical plane garden. I reach down into the pocket of my combat trousers and take out the set of keys {Answer(s) or solution to}. I try the keys in the lock and one of them opens the door {the keys work}. I step through the door {the possibility opens up} and close {noted} it behind me.

I am now in a magnificent Italianate garden, {beautiful open view of the world – freedom?} with stonework, and beautifully created flower {beauty or need for} beds. It has the feel of northern {north not significant as it was my added description} Italy, of Lago Maggiore. There are carved stone flowerpots and trellises with flowers {repeated beauty} growing over them. Up ahead is an ornate building which seems unoccupied, the wooden shutters are closed {fancy view of the world, fancy but closed}. I go up to that building and again try the keys {Answer(s) or solution to}. The door {possibility} opens and I enter. I open {open the view of the world, let some light in} the shutters, and this reveals a well-appointed ground floor appartement {view of the world} which now looks out onto the sea {life in general}. I understand that we own this. It is a part of the property we purchased from Mr T. {Mr T’s name rhymes with Tarot and whenever he pops up so does some Tarot related theme.} I think we might be able to rent this out. I might also be able to write here.

I see a door {possibility} which appears to lead nowhere. I again try the key {Answer(s) or solution to} and it opens on to an ornate staircase. I climb the staircase {the need to recognise and eradicate separativeness ; or need to reconcile apparently opposing concepts} and there is another well-appointed appartement, bigger and grander than the one downstairs. I find a room laid out with a drawing table, for technical drawing. On it is a very fine white {peace of need for peace} cloth envelope. I pick this up and see that there is a message {literally some kind of message a bit like a secret mission which is an indication of destiny??} inside for me. It is written in blue {humility and understanding and occasionally destiny} copperplate {sense of elegance} and I decide to open it later. I look around the apartment and see that Mr T. {tarot} has left many catering supplies from the party he gave just before he departed.

I hear a knock on the apartment door {possibility}. I go down to investigate and it is the estate agent who is showing around a potential client. The estate agent is female, my age, and has with her a young beautiful woman with long dark hair {In the past my dreamer used to a appear as a woman with long dark hair but she was always my age. Dreamer??}. The agent is explaining that because of the pandemic she isn’t doing rentals but if we discuss things with the owner, we might be able to agree on something. I nod in agreement.

I show them to the room where the supplies are. The young woman now has a young boy with her, a toddler. I offer him some chicken crisps {not real food} at which the woman says no he mustn’t. I find some grapes {personal power}, and these are ok. He eats {desire for spiritual nourishment} a few. The estate agent has left. The young woman kisses {need for strength or lack fear of strength, the sense is that she needs strength from me} me on the lips, and I pull away. I say that I am married.

I spend the night with the young woman in the same bed as her and the boy. I am naked {I have no clothes, no self-image or view of the world.} and they are clothed. As dawn{new} approaches, I go to the window and look out over the see. I put on a pair of skimpy underpants which have the word FREEDOM {noted and it was upper case} written on them. Out of the window {vision or idealism} I can see the seashore {life in general}., the sea and some rocks. I see a bright orange/red blob {cunning / need to be shrewd mixed with violence of need to fight? Not sure colour is the point here} unfurl its wings like a phoenix {mythical beast = power or magic}. It flies {desire for freedom, opportunity for freedom} over to near the window. The bird like object lands and amidst the feathers it has the face of a black {totality need for wholeness} man. It asks me if I am with “the princess” {nothing derogatory about this the man is protective of her and she is royal to him}. I say yes because now I know that that is what she is. He says that all will be well and that I must first come with him.

I go to leave and again the princess tries to kiss {need for strength or lack fear of strength, the sense is that she needs strength from me} me. I pull away. Although I am tempted, I know that to have sex {heterosexual sex is desire for intelligent cooperation / fear of domination there is a sense of cooperation but the time is not yet I have something to do with the phoenix dude first} with her is not the reason she has found me. She asks me will I return to them. I say that yes but first I must go.

Dream ends.

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“In ancient Greek folklore, a phoenix (/ˈfiːnɪks/; Ancient Greek: φοῖνιξ, phoînix) is a long-lived bird that cyclically regenerates or is otherwise born again. Associated with the sun, a phoenix obtains new life by arising from the ashes of its predecessor. Some legends say it dies in a show of flames and combustion, others that it simply dies and decomposes before being born again.”

When I awoke, I was taken to this image which I took while having a fire ceremony over a decade ago.

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First comment when taken with yesterday’s dream with the electrical discharge it is safe to hypothesise that power, the spirit, the nagal is up to something.

Second comment the circumstance of us buying “the big house” in the village from Mr T. were mightily full of various synchronicities. I am still waiting to discern the purpose behind the purchase which was the smoothest one I have ever made.

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There is a strong sensation of timing to this dream.

By accident I will stumble upon a possibility which I have the solution for. This opens the door to further possibilities. This will expand and beautify my view of the world in several stages via further possibilities to which I also have a solution. I may have to open someone else’s mind.

I will be left a clue to my destiny. It is possible that I will meet someone who has need of me and is fated so to do. {There are other things that Mr. T has left us a legacy yet to be revealed.} There is a lot to do with freedom in this dream, in the sense that I have it.

Power has something instore for me which I need to cooperate with.

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Ancillary question:

Am I to rise from the ashes in some way?