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Drop-in Dream Share, interstellar communication and Mayan trickster dream
There you are in all these darling dimensions.
Tell me a dream for translation. No one can interpret your dream but you. I am just a translator of dream imagery and energy. Submit a dream story and I’ll share with you my intuitions.
Drop-in Dream Shares are an experiment and free to attend for now. They’re meant to be fun and playful. In my experience, dream sharing circles can be magical. Similar themes or images are often woven between the stories — even among strangers. Each session is limited to 1-3 participants. Guidelines and format here. Expect synchronicity, humor and sacredness.
👩🏻🎓 This week I graduated from The Robert Moss School of Active Dreaming. Which means I’m “trained” as a professional Dream Teacher. If you’re my husband you might say that and $5 will buy me a cup of coffee. Which is partially true, but I prefer cappuccinos.
With that said, if you want to buy me a cappuccino please consider becoming a monthly paid subscriber to this newsletter. 💁🏻♀️
👖Genes as Jeans and ✨ Interstellar Communication
A few weeks ago I went to Chichen Itza to see the Mayan ruins. The sacredness and potency of the land affected my dreams — just like it did in Egypt. (I wrote about Egypt in The Dreaming and Imagination is the floodgate.)
I love dreaming in a different land. There’s an energetic imprint that happens when you travel. I pick up new consciousness and leave some behind.
I’ll share my Mayan dreams once I spend more time with them. Like my Egypt dreams, they were alien in nature and there is a reoccurring theme regarding genetic coding.
Genes depicted as jeans👖 and I’m always trying to alter them or swap them out.
In my jean dreams I get the sense that I’m navigating constellations of genetic consciousness. Each cell with its own reincarnational memory.
What I’m experiencing is dream telepathy and interstellar communication. This is not unusual or special. There are a lot of channelers who are rational-thinking, grounded persons AND who communicate with angels or aliens or interdimensional beings.
Author and Psychologist Candice Sanderson and Galactic Artist Vashta Narada are my favorite examples. They use their interstellar communication to create art and books, and their messages are full of light and love and compassion.
My only hope is to do the same.
I meant for this newsletter to be weekly, but sometimes there’s a long pause between issues. That’s only because I feel a responsibility to only share what I understand. There’s so much confusing noise on the internet and I never want to contribute to it.
The dreams don’t ever stop — they just pile up. I’ve been sharing daily on Instagram. For every one dream I share, there are 5 or more I’m trying to decipher.
Here is a silly — but highly symbolic — dream I’m ready to share now:
MAYAN TRICKSTER DREAM
The Exclusive Pyramid Club
Friday, March 3, 2023
My new friends are all children of celebrities. We’re standing outside a Mayan pyramid at night. It’s an exclusive night club and we all want to get in. They want drama and gossip and I say: “Watch this — I’ll get into the club and report back.”
I try the act-like-you-belong approach. I walk up to the host and point to the pyramid and I say “Let me in.”
Doing his best rendition of the Mad Hatter’s Tea Party, the host as the March Hare proceeds to pull me and then push me up a winding set of steep stairs.
My shoes are too big for my feet and they keep falling off.
I say “I don’t know why I’m wearing these.” I fall behind.
The Trickster Rabbit host then leads me to another set of stairs down a corridor and pushes me out into the “garden view” part of the club — which is just back outside.
“Emilia” Estevez (the dream daughter of Emilio Estevez) is there and she’s confused and wondering if this is the party. I realize I’ve been tricked and walk around the corner back to my celebrity kid friends.
I tell them, “I think they just looped me back out.”
My friends say, “Oh yeah, they do that to Emilia Estevez all the time.”
Dream Translation: On the surface it might seem like just a silly dream, but there is so much here for me to unravel. The host as the March Hare. (The rabbit being the trickster in Mayan folktales.) The Mayan pyramid as an exclusive night club. Children of celebrities as my friends and the shoes that are too big for my feet. The stairs — like the pyramid — is itself a symbol for ascension. This is not my first encounter with the Trickster archetype. There’s been an evolution in our relationship through dreams. He doesn’t always make himself so obvious. Sometimes he plays a fraudster. Sometimes he is the Devil.
👥 More on merging with your dreambody
Reader Clément recently asked what the difference is between merging with your dreambody and lucid dreaming. I wrote a little bit about my experience here.
I can only describe how it feels to me.
In lucid dreams I am conscious, but I feel limited by my brain and ego. The things I end up doing are just for fun. I fly. I run to the edges of the dream where there are no streets. I ask questions that my waking self wants to know.
Dream merging feels like this: There is a gnostic knowing and I have access to a memory much bigger than my own. I make decisions within the dream that my higher-self would make. The more I merge with my dreambody, the more I feel whole in dreams and in waking life. There is both an involution and an evolution that is taking place. The merging works both ways.
I can feel this is a test. The angels want to know if I can live by their tenets. They give me a tour of their headquarters, but instead of going up in an elevator we make a stop in the Underworld. All the workers look unhappy to see us. The Angel says to me, “They’re not used to seeing us down here.”
I try to be sneaky and pull in a measuring tape. I want to map out the realms, but the walls keep shifting on me. In some parts of the world they use metric, in others imperial and in dreams, they use a system called “the unreal.”
I’m out on the space town with my best friend. This time I’m in my alien body. Earth me is strangely comfortable in this body. It feels familiar. Having double consciousness helps. What does feel strange to me is seeing the others. Not all my memories have merged. Luckily my alien kin is there to keep me in check.