It’s difficult for some people to get a picture of what is happening when they read or hear the term “Dream Weaving.” I think part of the confusion comes from the popular Native American dream catchers. One, the dream catcher, is passive and the other proactive.
I’ve been tempted to address this confusion for some time but have been busy working on a new book teaching the use of spiritual principles to produce a new reality. The title is “Let the Rain Come Down: spiritual tools to affect change.” This morning the term dream weaving was questioned again. As I heard my words offered in explanation, I realized I was spouting the same components I have been writing about. Universal principles are the very fibers to turn the vaporous facets of dreams into a physical reality.
Much like the beautiful textiles of Mayan and Peruvian weavers, they are woven strands of colored cotton or wool that create a finished picture the world can understand. The casual observer sees only the assorted spools of color; they have little form or interest. Yet even before the first strand is placed the finished picture exists in the weavers mind.
With the cosmic laws of polarity, vibration and mental gender it is possible to lay a dream foundation. Our mind, being part of the greater Divine Mind is supported in each and every wish. Still, so much of our reality is reflective of our perspective. It is the resposibility of each weaver to willingly release past pains and tainted truths to clear the fabric for the new picture (reality) to appear. Forgiveness, faith and gratitude become essential threads.
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Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
When Dreams Become Nightmares
As we dance with a Greater Mind in the daily creation of our realities we become pure potential. This idea is the foundation of Positive Goal Setting, Masterminding, Treasure Mapping and others practices. So why does it seem that as we near the fulfillment of a dream it can appear as our worst nightmare?
It is because the person who asks for a thing is never ready to receive it. If we were, we would already have it. We are always in some state of growth, awakening to new levels of awareness. Take for example a child influenced by a courtroom television series. The program plants a seed of desire to become a lawyer. Over the years the child carries this seed in its heart until he or she finally stands before the doors of the university that will offer the fertile ground for its growth.
Yet as it seems the dream is being realized, along comes the rude realities of algebra, philosophy and computer sciences besides the various classes on law that one would expect to study. Compound this by the years of study, responsibilities of economics added to the burden of balancing it all and the light of the dream can begin to fade into a gray nightmare. Using the example of a child is a bit extreme yet to some extent each of us is new and naïve as we begin to weave the magic fibers of a dream come true.
Just as a dream is made up of fibers we are not a one-dimensional entity. We are physical, emotional, mental and spiritual. Our cells have long and short-term memory, our brain stores experiences that are conscious as well as unknown to us. Every experience, every authority has left its imprint on us with each event creating an agenda or influence of its own. In addition there are many different aspects of WHO we are and we seldom look past the most obvious reason for our desire. It’s like a spider sitting in the middle of a web; every thread an influence in our lives.
These deep thoughts are the distraction that my mind offers in helping me to evade the study of Spanish. Just like the story above, I once had a childhood dream to speak Spanish but surrendered my desire to authorities that language and grammar where not my strong points. Even though I accepted their assessment the tiny seed was planted and laid dormant in my heart.
Living in the rural Midwest offered little outside support yet I felt myself drawn to Latin music and Latin dance. Life choices kept me busy and buried in responsibility until finally twenty years later my choices took me to Florida and natural health studies. As a practicing naturopath my list of clients grew I found more and more of them were from Central or South American countries where herbal remedies were a natural part of medicine.
This contact awakened the sleeping seed, but the child inside me remembered that I was not smart enough to learn another language and so I tried to hush the awakening seed. Yet the seed was awakened and part of its germination process was to reach for light.
It took ten more years but here I am living in a Spanish community in Honduras. Sometimes my head hurts from trying to absorb this new language and I often feel like I am on overload. Still that’s when I hang on to the reminder that my dream has come true, possibly in the only way I will allow it. And that sense of gratitude brings light into the grayness and I see my dream becoming reality.
It is because the person who asks for a thing is never ready to receive it. If we were, we would already have it. We are always in some state of growth, awakening to new levels of awareness. Take for example a child influenced by a courtroom television series. The program plants a seed of desire to become a lawyer. Over the years the child carries this seed in its heart until he or she finally stands before the doors of the university that will offer the fertile ground for its growth.
Yet as it seems the dream is being realized, along comes the rude realities of algebra, philosophy and computer sciences besides the various classes on law that one would expect to study. Compound this by the years of study, responsibilities of economics added to the burden of balancing it all and the light of the dream can begin to fade into a gray nightmare. Using the example of a child is a bit extreme yet to some extent each of us is new and naïve as we begin to weave the magic fibers of a dream come true.
Just as a dream is made up of fibers we are not a one-dimensional entity. We are physical, emotional, mental and spiritual. Our cells have long and short-term memory, our brain stores experiences that are conscious as well as unknown to us. Every experience, every authority has left its imprint on us with each event creating an agenda or influence of its own. In addition there are many different aspects of WHO we are and we seldom look past the most obvious reason for our desire. It’s like a spider sitting in the middle of a web; every thread an influence in our lives.
These deep thoughts are the distraction that my mind offers in helping me to evade the study of Spanish. Just like the story above, I once had a childhood dream to speak Spanish but surrendered my desire to authorities that language and grammar where not my strong points. Even though I accepted their assessment the tiny seed was planted and laid dormant in my heart.
Living in the rural Midwest offered little outside support yet I felt myself drawn to Latin music and Latin dance. Life choices kept me busy and buried in responsibility until finally twenty years later my choices took me to Florida and natural health studies. As a practicing naturopath my list of clients grew I found more and more of them were from Central or South American countries where herbal remedies were a natural part of medicine.
This contact awakened the sleeping seed, but the child inside me remembered that I was not smart enough to learn another language and so I tried to hush the awakening seed. Yet the seed was awakened and part of its germination process was to reach for light.
It took ten more years but here I am living in a Spanish community in Honduras. Sometimes my head hurts from trying to absorb this new language and I often feel like I am on overload. Still that’s when I hang on to the reminder that my dream has come true, possibly in the only way I will allow it. And that sense of gratitude brings light into the grayness and I see my dream becoming reality.
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