Failed the Test

[Guest guest]

Hi All,

 

I dreamed last night that an artist friend was crawling down a tunnel made by a

pile of round granite boulders. She wanted to place a placard she had made as an

offering to the mountain lion spirit. I warned her to be careful, that the

mountain lion might be in the cave. She was fine, but as I worked my way around

the ledge of rocks and boulders ringing the zoo-like enclosure, the mountain

lion came up over the ledge and grabbed me by the head, but it seemed like my

arm, or maybe it was the other way around. Below me I saw three white men in

camo carrying assault rifles. I yelled out to them but they couldn't help me.

 

When I woke, I realized that this was a Shakti dream and that I had failed the

test, miserably. The three white men represent to me the power and authority of

mainstream dominant society. The fact that I called out to them tells me I am

still bought in, still not ready to let go.

 

I am so disappointed in myself, and daunted by the tenacity of my fear. I've

been to ceremony most of my life. I have had more experiences of the divine

surreal than most people who grow up in mainstream Western culture, yet I still

can't seem to let go of that way of thinking. I don't want to forget it since I

do need to function in this society, but I don't want to be limited by

convention or allow fear to hold me back from what I can become.

 

Please, what can I do? How can I overcome this? What have you done that helps?

 

Thanks,

Shaz

[Guest guest]

Shaz,

I'm so sorry to hear about this dream. I'm thankful that you are able to

interpret it for yourself. I have been interpretting my dreams as well. I did

have a crazy dream that army type men came into my family's kitchen while we

were all on our stomachs, I was with my current baby, one by one the would shoot

us. Well I was next to go and I could smell the gunsmoke (being a veteran I

know the smell) Also the sound of the gun rang in my ears and fear just ate at

my soul and I jumped out of the dream so to speak and woke up.

 

Shaz, we have had many many life times, ones that we forget about and that's a

good thing. I mean maybe I was jew in a past life and the nazi's were in my

house. Anyways...don't give up, you didn't fail. You weren't ready and you

will be ready in your time, just don't give up. That is a great step is

interpretting your dreams! You are on the right path. At least you don't see

dead people...or " think " you do. Long story for me, lol!

 

Laura

 

, " shaktiaz " <shaktiaz

wrote:

>

> Hi All,

>

> I dreamed last night that an artist friend was crawling down a tunnel made by

a pile of round granite boulders. She wanted to place a placard she had made as

an offering to the mountain lion spirit. I warned her to be careful, that the

mountain lion might be in the cave. She was fine, but as I worked my way around

the ledge of rocks and boulders ringing the zoo-like enclosure, the mountain

lion came up over the ledge and grabbed me by the head, but it seemed like my

arm, or maybe it was the other way around. Below me I saw three white men in

camo carrying assault rifles. I yelled out to them but they couldn't help me.

>

> When I woke, I realized that this was a Shakti dream and that I had failed the

test, miserably. The three white men represent to me the power and authority of

mainstream dominant society. The fact that I called out to them tells me I am

still bought in, still not ready to let go.

>

> I am so disappointed in myself, and daunted by the tenacity of my fear. I've

been to ceremony most of my life. I have had more experiences of the divine

surreal than most people who grow up in mainstream Western culture, yet I still

can't seem to let go of that way of thinking. I don't want to forget it since I

do need to function in this society, but I don't want to be limited by

convention or allow fear to hold me back from what I can become.

>

> Please, what can I do? How can I overcome this? What have you done that helps?

>

> Thanks,

> Shaz

>

[Guest guest]

Shaz:

I would think that there being were 3 and in camo that looked like one is quite

significant. You called out for " their " help yet they did not shoot the mountain

lion is this correct? What a blessing to be at the " mercy " of this Divine

creature. Dreaming of a mountain lion-you are aware of the dangers waiting to

confront you. At this point, you are also looking for approval from individuals

who hold influence over your waking life. The mountain lion is a powerful

animal. It can see in the dark, Shaz! The mountain lion is about about the

ability to lead without insisting that others follow. It is the understanding

that all beings are potential leaders in their own ways. The use and abuse of

power in a position of influence are part of its medicine.

 

" By observing the graceful pounce of Mountian Lion, you will learn how to

balance power, intention, physical stength, and grace. This relates, in human

terms, to the balance of body, mind, and spirit. The giant feline never wastes

anything. It only kills what it needs for survival. The female lion is the

hunter who graces her table in a style akin to mother energy. " If Mountain Lion

has come to you in dreams, it is a time to stand on your convictions and lead

yourself where your heart takes you. Others may choose to follow, and the

lessons will multiply... You may be asked to review the purpose behind your

personal beliefs... If you are aligned with cat medicine, you are considered

to be " king of the mountain, " and never allowed to be human or vulnerable. "

 

FWIW to you- my interpretation.

 

Love:

Danielle

 

 

, " Laura " <lo1o113

wrote:

>

> Shaz,

> I'm so sorry to hear about this dream. I'm thankful that you are able to

interpret it for yourself. I have been interpretting my dreams as well. I did

have a crazy dream that army type men came into my family's kitchen while we

were all on our stomachs, I was with my current baby, one by one the would shoot

us. Well I was next to go and I could smell the gunsmoke (being a veteran I

know the smell) Also the sound of the gun rang in my ears and fear just ate at

my soul and I jumped out of the dream so to speak and woke up.

>

> Shaz, we have had many many life times, ones that we forget about and that's a

good thing. I mean maybe I was jew in a past life and the nazi's were in my

house. Anyways...don't give up, you didn't fail. You weren't ready and you

will be ready in your time, just don't give up. That is a great step is

interpretting your dreams! You are on the right path. At least you don't see

dead people...or " think " you do. Long story for me, lol!

>

> Laura

>

> , " shaktiaz " <shaktiaz@>

wrote:

> >

>> > Please, what can I do? How can I overcome this? What have you done that

helps?

> >

> > Thanks,

> > Shaz

> >

>

[Guest guest]

P.S. I know that my reply does not address your question or concern...I just

wanted to point out what was right before you, in case your focus was on the

fear- whether it be the ways or people or things...and maybe did not see the

medicine and teachings of Mountain Lion which are oh so very powerful. I hope it

can make sense is some long winded way that it came out.

 

-Danielle

 

, " iamwaitingmoon "

<iamwaitingmoon wrote:

>

> Shaz:

> I would think that there being were 3 and in camo that looked like one is

quite significant. You called out for " their " help yet they

[Guest guest]

Shaz,

 

Here are the thoughts that occur to me as i read your dream experience.

 

Artist friend = creativity

Tunnel into a mountain, enclosure = a birth canal

Mountain lion grabbing your head = hmmm something like an assisted birth?

men with rifles - are they your fear or resistance to this birthing process? are

they really your ego defending itself against divine surrender, instead of

symbols of authority/the enemy that you interpret as existing outside yourself?

 

Our first response is usually fear. then what? practicing surrender takes, well,

practice to become first nature. Using labels is an ego-based strategy. What is

the dream experience without the labels? Is it opportunity or a blank wall to

throw your self against? I read something recently about not-naming,

not-labelling our experiences. Also the practice of becoming immersed in the

experience-emotion, instead of resisting it which makes it real. If you sit with

this experience, vs. labelling, pushing it away, denying it-- can allow

surrender... and what then? What if you surrender to not-naming, what if you

surrender to the Mother mountain lion? What wants to be 'born' in or through you

that ego/fear is trying to keep from emerging?

 

Something suggests returning to the dream experience in a journey, go to where

your dream self encounters the mountain lion, and practice your surrender

without labels. What is the dream experience then?

 

Just a few thoughts for your consideration...

 

Namasté

 

~Delia

 

" The infinite library of the universe is in your mind. " ~Swami Vivekananda

 

, " shaktiaz " <shaktiaz

wrote:

>

> Hi All,

>

> I dreamed last night that an artist friend was crawling down a tunnel made by

a pile of round granite boulders. She wanted to place a placard she had made as

an offering to the mountain lion spirit. I warned her to be careful, that the

mountain lion might be in the cave. She was fine, but as I worked my way around

the ledge of rocks and boulders ringing the zoo-like enclosure, the mountain

lion came up over the ledge and grabbed me by the head, but it seemed like my

arm, or maybe it was the other way around. Below me I saw three white men in

camo carrying assault rifles. I yelled out to them but they couldn't help me.

>

> When I woke, I realized that this was a Shakti dream and that I had failed the

test, miserably. The three white men represent to me the power and authority of

mainstream dominant society. The fact that I called out to them tells me I am

still bought in, still not ready to let go.

>

> I am so disappointed in myself, and daunted by the tenacity of my fear. I've

been to ceremony most of my life. I have had more experiences of the divine

surreal than most people who grow up in mainstream Western culture, yet I still

can't seem to let go of that way of thinking. I don't want to forget it since I

do need to function in this society, but I don't want to be limited by

convention or allow fear to hold me back from what I can become.

>

> Please, what can I do? How can I overcome this? What have you done that helps?

>

> Thanks,

> Shaz

>

[Guest guest]

, " shaktiaz " wrote:

>

> the mountain lion came up over the ledge and grabbed me by the head,

 

 

Shaz, this reminded me of something I had read once, so I had to find it. I

hope it means something to you. Carolyn

__________________

" Papaji (Sri H.W.L. Poonja) often said, 'Your head is already in the tiger's

mouth.' Meaning that those sitting in his audience were already on their way to

awakening or they wouldn't be there. "

[Guest guest]

Thank you Delia, Danielle, Carolyn and Tim and Laura and everyone who responded

internally or externally, front channel or back channel to my post. Thank you

for sharing your wisdom and insights, tools and encouragement.

 

I went back to the ring of boulders and met Mountain Lion there. I told him I

surrender. He took me by the head, dragged me over the ledge and laid me out.

With a pointed claw he opened my chest, and my body relaxed. He eviscerated me

and my body eased more, all tension draining out of me, a freeness filling me.

He took apart my legs, raked me across the shoulders and down between my

shoulder blades, and with each opening, my body eased. I understood that he had

come to heal me. As I surrendered more and more, we merged. Bliss coursed

through my body and I experienced an ecstatic union which felt physical,

energetic and universal all at once.

 

I was led through a dying experience in which my body melted into the earth,

rotted into the soil, becoming the prairie grass. I watched as a tree sprouted

out of the grass, grew tall, and I was the tree, bridging heaven and earth, my

toes deep in the soil, stars dancing in my leaves.

 

I felt no fear or recrimination, only LOVE and merger and expansion and BLISS.

 

I hope to hold to this and remember, the next time I am dreaming, not to fear

but to SURRENDER SURRENDER SURRENDER.

 

Thank you for helping me and encouraging me. I hope the bliss I experienced

through this surrender might serve as breadcrumbs and sign posts along the way

for us all.

 

*Fear Not* *Joy Ahead* *Surrender* *Bliss at Work*

 

Peace,

Shaz

[Guest guest]

Shaz! You ARE golden, truely down to your core-heart! I'm so inspred:))

transformed like the hero shazzam, except you are real. Happy V-day! (victory

that is...he-he). Tim

Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry

 

 

" shaktiaz " <shaktiaz

Sun, 14 Feb 2010 05:50:47

 

Re: Failed the Test

 

 

 

Thank you Delia, Danielle, Carolyn and Tim and Laura and everyone who responded

internally or externally, front channel or back channel to my post. Thank you

for sharing your wisdom and insights, tools and encouragement.

 

I went back to the ring of boulders and met Mountain Lion there. I told him I

surrender. He took me by the head, dragged me over the ledge and laid me out.

With a pointed claw he opened my chest, and my body relaxed. He eviscerated me

and my body eased more, all tension draining out of me, a freeness filling me.

He took apart my legs, raked me across the shoulders and down between my

shoulder blades, and with each opening, my body eased. I understood that he had

come to heal me. As I surrendered more and more, we merged. Bliss coursed

through my body and I experienced an ecstatic union which felt physical,

energetic and universal all at once.

 

I was led through a dying experience in which my body melted into the earth,

rotted into the soil, becoming the prairie grass. I watched as a tree sprouted

out of the grass, grew tall, and I was the tree, bridging heaven and earth, my

toes deep in the soil, stars dancing in my leaves.

 

I felt no fear or recrimination, only LOVE and merger and expansion and BLISS.

 

I hope to hold to this and remember, the next time I am dreaming, not to fear

but to SURRENDER SURRENDER SURRENDER.

 

Thank you for helping me and encouraging me. I hope the bliss I experienced

through this surrender might serve as breadcrumbs and sign posts along the way

for us all.

 

*Fear Not* *Joy Ahead* *Surrender* *Bliss at Work*

 

Peace,

Shaz

 

 

 

 

 

[Guest guest]

Thanks Shaz, for sharing your interesting dismemberment experience.

You did great at surrendering.

 

Blessings,

Linda

 

, " shaktiaz " <shaktiaz

wrote:

>

>

>

> Thank you Delia, Danielle, Carolyn and Tim and Laura and everyone who

responded internally or externally, front channel or back channel to my post.

Thank you for sharing your wisdom and insights, tools and encouragement.

>

> I went back to the ring of boulders and met Mountain Lion there. I told him I

surrender. He took me by the head, dragged me over the ledge and laid me out.

With a pointed claw he opened my chest, and my body relaxed. He eviscerated me

and my body eased more, all tension draining out of me, a freeness filling me.

He took apart my legs, raked me across the shoulders and down between my

shoulder blades, and with each opening, my body eased. I understood that he had

come to heal me. As I surrendered more and more, we merged. Bliss coursed

through my body and I experienced an ecstatic union which felt physical,

energetic and universal all at once.

>

> I was led through a dying experience in which my body melted into the earth,

rotted into the soil, becoming the prairie grass. I watched as a tree sprouted

out of the grass, grew tall, and I was the tree, bridging heaven and earth, my

toes deep in the soil, stars dancing in my leaves.

>

> I felt no fear or recrimination, only LOVE and merger and expansion and BLISS.

>

> I hope to hold to this and remember, the next time I am dreaming, not to fear

but to SURRENDER SURRENDER SURRENDER.

>

> Thank you for helping me and encouraging me. I hope the bliss I experienced

through this surrender might serve as breadcrumbs and sign posts along the way

for us all.

>

> *Fear Not* *Joy Ahead* *Surrender* *Bliss at Work*

>

> Peace,

> Shaz

>