In Keeping with… Another Dream
by ~burning woman~
I had a strange dream a couple of nights ago which also fits in well with the vision of Tara the world bridger. That it was in keeping with other things going on in my mind changes nothing for the strangeness. This is another redemptive dream.
I see myself standing, floating between heaven and earth. I look down. I’m wearing some kind of long brownish “robe” that reaches to the ankles. I see blood, my blood, running down over my feet and dripping upon the earth. Wherever the drops of blood fall, there is an instantaneous reaction. If they fall upon the sick, the destitute, the prisoners and oppressed, these are healed, helped, set free. There is great rejoicing. If the blood falls upon evil – this looks like creeping black sores upon the world – these curl up and shrivel, like slugs on a slab of cement in hot sun.
In this perfect state of complete awareness I feel nothing. No feelings, no emotions. Just knowing. Being. And when I woke up, I became aware of two things: One, that of myself I am nothing. What “power” I hold as a self-empowered being is of some transcendent Source other than I. I just use it in a way that serves. Two, that as I survey the immensity of all that is, there is nothing there that I need.
From the dream, all is complete, all is as it should be. And the price? My life’s blood which symbolically means, all that I am, my life. And the payoff? A peace that surpasses any understanding. Completion of my purpose.
And on this world, that peace and purpose is called compassion.
“… and this message was for the ears of man alone, they who walk between the worlds of earth and heaven. And unto the ears of man was whispered this message…” (Excerpt from the Dead Sea Scrolls as quoted in “Walking between the Worlds — The Science of Compassion” by Gregg Braden)