The Higher Self

...and no.... pot has nothing to do with this blog post title...

When I sleep at night my dreams take me to a place that is inexplicable.  I guess the best way to describe it is that my astral body takes over and I leave my physical body.  It is on this plane where I have met many of my friends and family (both living and deceased) to discuss issues of what went wrong where in the earth relationship.  If the dream involves a person still living, after the discussion (where it is impossible to hide any truths) we return to our earth bodies to carry on and try to live the karma to learn and progress.  Think of it like an out-of-body study group trying to pass this existence test to move on to different lessons.  We are in class (earth) and get presented with a bunch of karma lessons.  This stuff is hard.  We deal with people and situations that drive us mad.  We decide that we all need to shed the physical and get together to figure out how we are going to deal with it all via the astral body meeting study group.  We devise a plan (hoping it works and we pass the test) and return to our physical earth bodies to carry it out.

The difference is that I'm conscious and aware of the astral body meetings.  I remember them when I wake up in my earth body.  I wonder if anybody else involved in my karma lessons for this life are aware upon awakening in the morning.  It's not like I can approach people and say, "Hi... we had an out-of-body meeting on the astral plane and this is how we are to deal with the issues at hand." 

I can't say anything to the other person or it would be like cheating on a test.  In addition, they would suggest I be locked up in the loony bin.  There is a reason they are not consciously aware and it's not my place to point it out.  Most people can't handle that type of information, anyway.  No wonder I wake up exhausted and my brain is used for research;)

Analyze THIS: Weird dreams

All my life I have been a vivid dreamer.  My dreams are like being on natural acid.... so weird... so surreal...  I dream of abstract things.  Sometimes my dreams are psychic.  I often have dreams of a situation, location, or people and it happens.  It's kind of like a deja vu, but much stronger and with more detail.

Deceased relatives also visit me in my dreams.  A few times they have made specific statements about my life and what was going to happen.  Deceased relatives also made mention about specific traits of my not-yet-born children that turned out to be spot on.  In one dream a deceased relative brought me through the stars to the "other side" and it was something words fail to describe.

Sometimes I dream of spirits I don't even know.  They often are like a mist and only have hands that are discernible.  They reach for my hand and then we fly around like they are taking me on a tour.

Anyway, just for grins I kept a dream log last night.  My first vivid dream was that my name was Maya and I was some sort of goddess.  My clothing and headpiece was made up of lots of wearable mirrors.  The idea was that whatever negative thoughts, intention or ammunition came my way, I was able to deflect them back to the person attacking me. 

The second dream involved my sister.  My parents house was full of hungry people wanting breakfast.  We were arguing about how to make pancakes.  I was panicked because it was getting late and the bacon and sausage were nowhere to be found... just the watery pancake batter.  Just how was I going to feed this crowd?

The third dream was of myself turning into a ghost and floating around.  I discovered that I was hovering over my bed and not in my physical body.  I loved the feeling and proceeded to float around the house, down the hall, and into the living room.  I noticed somebody walking outside.  I thought it would be funny to scare him.  I remember being able to go right through the glass window and swooping down to startle the person.

That, dear friends, is just a sampling of what I dream about at night.  Bear in mind all three dreams happened last night.  I sleep, but I wake up exhausted.  I think I should be used for some sleep/dream study program.  I'm envious of people who don't dream.