A man kept having the same dream, again and again. In it he was being chased by some faceless demon that scared him. He’d rise in bed with his heart pounding as he tried to convince himself that this was all ridiculous. See, our minds may tell lies but our nervous system says it is exactly how it is when it comes to consciousness and the decoding of the Matrix. He asked:
“How the hell do I deal with this? It doesn’t relent and my sleep is being torn to shreds. I’ve had enough of it”.
“Have you? Have you really? Because you don’t sound like you have. I reject your deposit”.
“What do you mean? I came to ask for help so what are you saying?”.
“What I’m saying is what you’re hearing. There is no feeling in your words whereas you heard my message loud and clear. Instead of sitting there in bed trying hard to pretend that private vision in your head hasn’t left you quaking, shaking and phasing to a rather strange vibration – admit it. Relish it. Don’t face your fears. Chase them. Anger is the flip of fear, yes? Accept the range, rewrite the script and set your intent that the next I time I see that demon try to chase me I’m going to let him have it as I turn the tables and flip my Opponent into my Victim”.
There was a shift in his optics, like a literal ripple of consciousness along with a subtle nod of his head as “No doubt, no doubt” dropped from his lips. I didn’t see him again for a bit but the next time he dropped in he was singing a different hymn:
“You are not gonna believe this. I actually got that promotion”.
“I told you you had the talent so I’m glad you started to believe it. Too many people lose the battle without ever stepping into the breach thanks to the voice in their head. Like I said, realize you ain’t it and thats when the real fun begins as it clicks you’re the Witness to all of this and that is an immense power to possess”.
“Yeah, speaking about possession, I faced that demon. I did what you said and when I rose in bed with my chest pounding and adrenaline pumping I looked not at the symbol but at its resonance as I asked my Self “When else do I remember feeling like this?“. At first nothing happened because the sensations were simply too overwhelming but I stuck with it and the next time it kicked I had the strangest flicker of recollection. At the time it was nothing but it was so left field that I could nothing else but hit the “Huh?” face in bed as it felt like a super thin slice of life from a phase I didn’t quite remember yet. I knew I was a child, there were familiar elements present that I hadn’t considered for ages but there was no coherent narrative. Just a random smattering of things and I approached them with an oddly curious sense because of what you’d said about the nature of suppression and how our greatest strengths are presented as dread in order to ensure one has the mind to handle the power therein.
Over the next few I started recollecting bits and bobs that were intensely personal so don’t mention these online but you’re free to share the rest. Net result was that for the first time in as long as I can recollect I felt free from a sense of dread that I’d been force fed since way back when. Sometimes the slice was thin, others I’d be choking on it and that ties in real well with your topic of resolution and the glow that dimmed because it was akin to trying to stream Netflix via a Nineties internet connection. The band wasn’t broad enough to get the message hence it came through in bits so I’m glad I listened and kept the pad and pen on deck as I’d get a scrap here and glimpse there which often made no sense but I jotted down the text and then, eventually, the whole narrative unfolded and I felt a long suppressed scream leave my lips as I started to recollect exactly what had happened. This stuff is life changing. Intense but life changing, that much is for certain”.
This is quite a common comment from those who’ve taken the steps to create the Path which is made by walking. How far you progress is, in the end, your wish as some are quite content to solve the current problem and then get back to the business of living whilst others feel a glow within that simply can’t rest until its shining, as intended. In the practical sense, for those reading, its often wise to start with a list. As usual you’ll need to speak to the child within using the technique mentioned but, in general, you want to look, forensic, at your coping mechs and what they’re avoiding. Your fictional choices, real world showboating, things you promise you’ll do when you get that, this and this along with the answer to this question:
“If money was no object where would you live and what would you be doing?“.
Provide detail then compare and contrast your current situation and find the hidden blocks that prevent progress and star considering what other events or situations remind you of this and as you draw the links notice the sensations beneath the neck. Feel them. Let them be. Treat them like an angry child and show compassion and tenderness. Often they just want to be heard and once they know they have your attention it can cause a shift in the sequence which, eight out of ten, vents in a dream that same PM as you interface with aspects of your subconscious at rest. Start putting the pieces together, imagine a life without limits, try something different, ditch a habit that doesn’t help for a specific period and then reward your Self for acing it with something you’d been denying. Get familiar with discomfort and then you may just discover the magic within. Most of all remain present, sit and breathe. If you happen to slip and notice you’re doomscrolling (a coping mech, par excellence) don’t beat your head but stop and grin as you’ve spotted the (false) self doing what it does best as you recollect you aren’t it if you can observe its actions and move back into the role of director instead by embracing the Witness and let the thought patterns melt like a cloud shifting from the sun which it attempted to dim as you start to shine again.
Facing your fears is often done with a sense of bravado and such things but that is usually just a mimic of the true resolution whereas this chasing, or stalking to be more accurate, is a far more subtle thing as people report quite odd syncs in which random outside things mirror or reflect an internal process whilst setting off a chain of introspection that linked all the curious bits they’d scribbled down in ink and that can really be quite exhilarating. Best of all is once its gone, it went. That aspect of energetics shifts from resistance to integration and thus you are now in charge of greater resources and possess more bandwidth which, I suspect, truly is the point of living where most are tricked into Thunking external trinkets and validation can scratch this internal itch but thats another topic.
Till we meet again
