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Discovering Connection to Sufism via Dreams

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I have this information all over the place... I am just going to copy and paste little bits to acknowledge here that, I have a connection to Sufism. I don't think it is a past life though the title of the thread says otherwise. I think because of this connection, my dreams were influenced in a way that mimics a mystic experience in the eyes of a sufi... Tonight I am feeling especially guided by something from the unseen world... I discovered something(an old tale) that kind of confirms my dream from 2008 and 2009, tying two separate instances together.
It's just now coming together after all this time...
First, a small blurb journal'd way back when describing part of one dream from a two night- three dream experience in 2008...

i remember communicating with the other object despite not having lips to talk. we were talking about energy... i don't remember what we said- but something said accelerated the rate i was going. i started moving faster and faster- going past the clouds and into space. at this point i'm not talking to anyone- i can hardly contain myself due to the speed i'm going. things become overwhelming- the stars become a blur- i kept going deeper and deeper into space- i could not hold the speed- something was about to happen and soon- another rush of being overwhelmed and then- i explode. at this point, i'm no longer looking at stars but other geometrical shapes. there were tiny particles and objects swaying up and down in one motion- inhaling.. exhaling- they moved together this way. the color contained in the arrow reaches out and covers everything in sight. all the objects around me, the particles- are draped in green.

a year later, 2009, I learn the word Sufi...
recorded here, another piece of the whole
my pappy took one of the insects and placed it in my hand and then he was gone. it was a lady bug- uncurling itself in my palm. the water was now up to my belly- the lady bug flew around and the pink heart came out again. the heart floated and then landed on the ladybug. at this point the water was up to my head- everything below the water, frozen. all that was left was my extended reach. the ladybug with the pink heart now attached to it, landed back in my palm.


the people looked at the man at the top and the man smiled, looking at my hand. this part is hard to explain but after the ladybug landed again- i felt everything i was witnessing- was not me at all. i felt transfered. suddenly, i was the man at the top. the people asked "what of him?" and the man said "i am him. i am sufi."

and now, as if by some guiding force...(heavy symbolism too) i have discovered this legend
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The Peacock Angel is perceived differently by many different factions within Islam. Amongst the enlightened sects of Islamic Sufis, Tawsi Melek has been known as Al-Kadir, the “Green Man.”
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Like Tawsi Melek, Al-Kadir assisted in making the world green, and he can also lead a seeker to both enlightenment and immortality. The Sufis, who refer to him as “The Initiator,” are visited by Al-Kadir when they are ready to commit themselves completely to an intensive spiritual life.
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With the Earth in a more placid phase of its evolution the Great Angels proceeded to their next creation, Adam. The first human was created by all the Seven Great Angels, each of whom endowed him with a physical sense to experience life. One gave him an ear, one a nose, one a mouth, etc. But the first human was a lifeless heap without a soul, so Tawsi Melek transmitted the breath of life into him. When Adam then rose to his feet, Tawsi Melek quickly swung him around so that he was facing the Sun while informing him that there was something much greater than he and that praying daily to the Sun as a form of the Supreme creator would help him to remember this truth. Tawsi Melek then verbalized the prayers that Adam and his descendants around the globe were to repeat during their worship, and he spoke them in 72 languages since Adam and Eve were destined to have 72 sons and 72 daughters who would populate the 72 regions or countries of the Earth. The Peacock Angel then informed Adam that if he and his descendants remained steadfast in righteousness they would eventually see and know the Supreme Creator personally. In the meantime, Tawsi Melek would be their protector and teacher even while residing in another dimension.
https://outofthisworldx.wordpress.c...acock-angel-unfolding-transforming-the-world/

Also known as the peacock angel...

I don't have much more to go off of this... but I feel like this green light, the experiences and this story are connected...
 
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more on Khidr, a connection to the beginning parts of the dream... the man in the wooden boat
i am in a small wooden boat in the middle of an ocean. there is a person sitting across from me and an old man in the back with his arm wrapped around a cannon. the man tells us to look for it... to look in the sky and point it out. i remember looking up and pointing at a star- the old man smiled and fired the cannon- next thing i know, i am being shot out of the cannon- no longer do i see myself as a human being but a geometrical shape. i am a green arrow-
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https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Khidr
 
thank you firefly... just finished watching... god is close by....
i feel weird, but i am okay. 12 years later everything is coming together, not to say this is the end but this is the beginning. the film really touches up on the journey we're describing. as for the angel, initiating and guiding... i must get closer to the one working through us all... often i am disconnected from my truth, my beloved.
<3 <3 <3
 
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i am coming back to this thread to say that maybe this is not a PL connection but just a connection. something more relevant to the now.
 
i have begun researching the peacock angel. this is a great website for anyone interested, http://www.peacock-angel.org/index.htm
the peacock angel, according to the yezidi culture, is one of the first expressions of the supreme being and is given regent over earth. he is also called the lord of nature. he is the first spiritual teacher for all of creation in this time/space reality and assisted god in creating life on earth. the yezidi culture claims to have the oldest religion which can be traced back as far as 6,000 years ago and have assisted the developing of sumerian, babylonian and syrian civilizations. they had a sufi mystery school early on. the legend of the peacock angel as a teacher is the blessing of immortality. he is known to take many forms and is recognized through out various cultures...

Murugan/Skanda/Sanat Kumara of the Hindus
Al-Khadir, the “Green Man,” of the Moslems
King Melchizedek of the Jews
St. George of the Knights Templar
Enki of the Sumerians
Dionysus of the Greeks
Osiris of the Egyptians
Quetzlcoatl of the Mexicans
Masaw of the Hopi Indians
The Planetary Logos of Theosophy


it might be that many on the spiritual path have been visited by this angel and not know it, because the name or the form doesn't matter as much as the lesson. my internal upbringing through sufism has taught to find the uniting principles through out all expressions of life. the peacock angel is said to reside in another realm and can communicate with his creation in any given moment in the physical and the astral or dream worlds. from personal experience, a communication with a living spirit could feel like reality is a joke where objects and events outside yourself magically align with correspondence happening within.
upon discovering this and contemplating him, a green breasted peacock has since crossed my path, a single rose petal lay at my feet at work and other miraculous moments all in a single day... in a moments time it felt as i'd been experiencing a shattering effect of dejavu upon dejavu. dreams, ideas and thoughts align in profound ways that leave me withdrawn with nothing to say.
yes i believe in the peacock angel.

reading back on my dream journal, the three dreams from 2008, i see how the peacock angel left his symbolism in each dream... first was the initiation. the next night were the two dreams back to back and in them what one might consider "in-between" memories. he almost always left me with the color green in each dream. he taught me things in the other realm which might explain some things... he comforted me even though there were disturbing moments and left symbolism at the end of each dream to let me discover his markings. the tree of life, the rainbow, the colour green...
 
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is mother the peacock angel?
this was a reading done for me by a beautiful woman who goes by the name omcasey. her work is quite unique and i believe in her.
https://www.patreon.com/posts/reading-for-eric-46491002
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This was the Being that came through in her reading. That day I was taken back, and the word "Mother" came to me intuitively.

Recently I had a dream that made me relive a memory from 2012. I posted the various names the peacock angel goes by in the previous post just above but that information did not connect with me until having this specific dream. Melchizedek. Long story made short... I thought at one point I belonged to the energy archetype associated with a particular group which might be called the Melchizedeks. Recently I was told that I am changing perhaps to another platoon. Another entity structure... And that my involvement with the Melchizedek entity is not as direct as I thought but more like an ancestral lineage. And then the idea was "Mother" belongs to this heritage. That I may have a deeper Spiritual family related to this group- (and from what I am reading/we all might)...

I don't know the name of this new group only that the number prompt they bring is 11. My theory with the Melchizedek energy is that they are associated with repeating 5's.

I did a little more research last night and found some theories about the Melchizedek "race"(earth race) and a story of fallen angels which seemed to affirm my subconcious experience/memories... Idea's of being a fallen angel. Then I continued to research and found that Melchizedek is another name for the green man, aka Al Khadir- who works in the unseen realms as an initiator and is perceived as an immortal being.

It's quite a lot. There's so many different flares to fallen angels, melchizedeks, al khadir... The peacock angel... But to have years and years worth of experience related to this information(unbeknownst to me at the time) is quite affirming and now things actualizing. I can't say I know my story. I can't say I am communicating crystal clear with Mother. Things are becoming clearer. Communication becoming... Easier? But it is not anything I control. And many concepts are still vague ideas or memories coming from who knows where...

Oh yes and this Melchizedek heritage also has roots in Sufism.
 
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Thanks Ajay.

I was going to share this in the music thread but that's down. I figured I'd share it here so SeaAndSky could be directed to this thread. You asked me about my Faith. I tried to answer your question, and maybe this thread can elaborate upon my initial reply, sharing my inspirations and discoveries.

I listened to this in my car tonight. As I was deep in thought and really enjoying the song I noticed a car pull in front of me. It had a custom license plate that read, "All God"

Meaning:
Ek Ong Kar (The Creator and the Creation are One)
Sat Nam (Truth is my Identity)
Siri Wahe Guru (Great Beyond Description is This Realization)
 
Firefly I've been thinking about you and the movie you sent me not to long ago. Hope all is well.

Just want to update that I've interacted with another form closely related to the green man. She is called Ishtar.
 
Ajay this one is for you. I love these little, daily saki's. Wine for the soul. =) Let's enjoy a little intoxication of Spirit!

The God Ideal
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Commentary by Pir-o-Murshid Inayat Khan:

There is a side in man's being - call it spirit - which remains unsatisfied with all that one has attained in one's lifetime. The satisfaction of the spirit, which is the deepest being of man, lies only in the pursuit of the ideal. With all progress that humanity makes, idealism neglected will show at each step towards progress a great lack, and nothing can substitute that lack. If there is anything that fills the gap, if there is anything that makes a bridge between God and man, it is the ideal.

~~~ "The Message Papers, The Message", by Hazrat Inayat Khan (unpublished)


An ideal is something to hope for and to hold on to, and in the absence of an ideal hope has nothing to look forward to. It is the lack of idealism which accounts for the present degeneration of humanity in spite of all the progress it has made in other directions. There are many kinds of ideals: principles, virtues, objects of devotion; but the greatest and highest of all ideals is the God-ideal. And when this God-ideal upon which all other ideals are based is lost, then the very notion of ideal is ignored. Man needs many things in life, but his greatest need is an ideal.

from https://wahiduddin.net/mv2/IX/IX_9.htm


If a man is standing on a staircase and remains on the first step, he may be a believer but he is not going up. Thus there are many believers who have a certain conception of God, but they are standing there without moving, while perhaps a person who has no conception of God at all may be moving. There are thousands of people who pronounce the name of God many times during the day, but who are perhaps most wretched. The reason is that they have not yet discovered the purpose of the God-ideal. It is not merely belief; belief is only the first step. God is the key to truth, God is the stepping-stone to self-realization, God is the bridge which unites the outer life with the inner life, bringing about perfection. It is by understanding this that the secret of the God-ideal is to be realized.

from https://wahiduddin.net/mv2/IX/IX_9.htm


The God-ideal is so tremendous that men can never comprehend it fully, therefore the best method adopted by the wise is to allow every man to make his own God. In this way he forms whatever conception he is capable of forming. He makes Him King of the heavens and of the earth; he makes Him judge, greater than all judges; he makes Him Almighty, having all power; he makes Him the possessor of all grace and glory; he makes Him the beloved God, merciful and compassionate; he recognizes in Him providence, support, and protection; and in Him he recognizes all perfection. This ideal becomes a stepping-stone to the higher knowledge of God.

from https://wahiduddin.net/mv2/IX/IX_9.htm


In reality the ideal of God is a bridge connecting the limited life with the unlimited. Whoever goes over this bridge passes safely from the limited to the unlimited life. The bridge may be taken away, it is true, and one may yet swim across the chasm; but one may be drowned too. The ideal of God is a safe bridge, which takes you safely to the goal.

from https://wahiduddin.net/mv2/VII/VII_3.htm

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Ajay this one is for you. I love these little, daily saki's. Wine for the soul. =) Let's enjoy a little intoxication of Spirit!

Thanks. Could it be that you were a sufi in a past life, I am wondering ! :)

I like this saying of Rumi on being intoxicated with the wine of gratitude. It is said that gratitude actually attracts more good things in life...

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Thanks Ajay, I like that photo! I have ideas and "memories" of past lives- none of which I can say are specifically Sufi-oriented. I do know that Spirit has lead me to Sufism as a way to point me in a direction best suited to who I am in this life. I've first heard the words in a dream, "I am Sufi" which lead me to Hazrat Inayat Khan. But I would say he is more a friend and another reflection of the One Beloved beneath it all. I've gotten plenty intoxicated in this life, with concepts that are well over my head. :D With utmost respect I am not a devotee in the traditional sense- a true practitioner may be offended by my disinterest. It can be mistaken for laziness. I just know that "western sufism" offers a type of mysticism that I've always leaned towards. I have a respect for all sincere forms of religion.

Lately I am finding myself inspired once again by the Peacock Angel or the, "green man." Like reincarnation, this angel teaches us about life after death.

Separately- or not, there is a very unique signature by a particular angel... He communicates behind the number 14. .... I posted this at 4:14PM and did not realize this was the 14th reply to this thread...
14 is a friend and willing to speak with many. I don't know if gender matters for 14 and when I say angel I am simply describing another form of life. An unseen intelligence able to operate within and without. Really I am getting closer to meeting my friend. Maybe you'll start to notice him too...=)
 
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I've had two instances that are connected to discovering the Peacock Angel and something else...

In late March I dreamt of a woman named Ishtar. I had no clue she meant anything until further research. To my surprise she shares a connection to the peacock angel. The dream was symbolic of lovers, separation and union- a type of dynamic that seems to be a *theme* for life. For me it has much to do with the merging of self with Self capital S. Where there is no separation between what's outside of us and what's inside of us.

Many years ago I had a dream I was roaming as formless awareness. I was zeroed in on monks meditating near a mountain. There was darkness, and a pulsing dark blue light above them. They were victoriously chanting, "Aya! Aya! Aya!" That word has stuck with me, alongside the word Sufi- ever since.

Two nights ago I went deep in meditation and was feeling drawn to Aya. I started chanting it as I saw the monks do in my dream, and each time it was a striking force where a rush of energy would race along my spine sending the most comforting and blissful chills over my entire being. I had tried researching the word Aya in the past but without much luck... It wasn't until recently that I decided to include the word God in my search... And I have found many meanings to Aya that are as strong as my Inner Being understands it...

To my complete surprise... Aya and Ishtar are one... Here is the information I've found...
MUCH LATER, SHE WAS MERGED INTO THE MYTHOLOGY OF THE GODDESS ISHTAR, AND IT WAS SAID THAT THERE WAS A "GATE OF ISHTAR/AYA" LEADING OUT OF THE UNDERWORLD INTO THE LIGHT, NO DOUBT THE OPENING THROUGH WHICH THE "MORNING STAR "AND "LIGHT OF DAWN "APPEARED. LIKE OTHER GODDESSES OF THE DAWN, SHE WAS ASSOCIATED WITH THE EASTERN MOUNTAINS WHICH ARE SEEN AS SYMBOLICALLY GIVING BIRTH TO THE SUN EACH DAY AS IT CRESTS THE PEAKS AND RISES INTO THE SKY.

THE BABYLONIANS BELIEVED THAT "AYA'S "MYSTICAL UNION OR SACRED MARRIAGE WITH THE SUN GOD CAUSED ALL VEGETATION TO GROW AND FLOURISH. SHE WAS INVOKED AT ALL BEGINNINGS WHEN A POTENT SURGE OF ENERGY WAS NEEDED TO BRING THE RENEWING LIGHT OF THE DAWN.
https://goddesses-and-gods.blogspot.com/2009/06/goddess-aya.html

14 is a magical number... Well, it has been exactly 14 years since my initiation by this Al Khadir, the green man. Days after discovering Ishtar in a dream I have had tremendous upheaval medically, followed by months long journey with doctors and hospitals with which no clear explanation has yet to be drawn as to what has happened. I am healing now, and realize I am an arrow and my health is to be taken into my own hands. I have decided without answers I will heal and am indeed recovering. I am healed. I hadn't realized the day I dreamt of Ishtar... 11 days later would birth the debilitating health episodes that have shocked myself and my family.
 
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I am blown away by another connection to the Peacock. This is God and I want to connect. That is where I am at personally.

I've been having dreams that find ways to creep into my waking life the next day. Phrases, ideas or things said. In one instance I dreamt of a woman being unfaithful and the next day I had to uber to pick up a company van(a rare occurrence) and the Uber driver opened up to me about his ex wife of 19 years. He said he'd never forgive her for being unfaithful. I took it as a direct alignment with my dream and an opportunity to listen, and give love however possible. I do believe he will find forgiveness and is actually a very happy go lucky man.

There are too many instances like this, where things said in my dreams- come to life somehow the next day. I am taking it as a sign to pay attention.

My friends and I are getting in the habit of recording our dreams nightly. Well the dream I had last night, as it turns out, directly corresponds to his dreams too. The theme, I believe... Is representative of some kind of cosmic influence. In this case, there are still many people feeling oppressed and pulling each other in different directions.

Anyways... I was feeling inclined to meditate under the moon last night... Its vibrations were literally pulling me into the window of the soul.

I woke up around 4AM with a conversation happening at the dream level.

the log

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i have a dream that ends with a very literal translation as i'm waking up... as if spoken in direct conversation
whoever is behind orchestrating this dream tells me that the three dragons belong to the one creator(they are all three crawling on a giant human hand) and that they all fear the peacock

.... Melek Tause
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the three dragons are- sky, metal and earth

the beginning of the dream opens up with me once again escaping or getting away in an RV. it's as if i'm a different person. i light my beard on fire as i'm being chased by authority figure. and i remember being free from so much rubbish, living independently along the edge of the world. i had to navigate through some dark times, and cobwebs- in order to get electricity sent to this place... but the rv is parked somewhere near the ocean and a beautiful quiet place free from much noise...

and during this i am being shown the three dragons are at first in disarray. not realizing they belong together- one dragon is black and blue... another is silver and gold... i can't remember the colours of the third- but the third i am being told is representative of earth.

in the dream these dragons take human form and have powers. the black and blue one is my friend and is trying to sing.
he and i are on the ground in the center our backs against each other- facing oppression
the silver and gold one is wrapping a chain around the black and blue, and the third comes in and also wraps its chains around the black and blue... i believe the black and blue one is sky. in order to free them my friend shows me that rather than fight against each other- the three of them are crawling on a giant human hand.


all the dreams kind of collapse into themselves as i wake up to direct conversation with someone i can't see
he says that the three dragons belong to one creator and they all fear the peacock(angel)."

I feel that wanting to connect is being made Alive by becoming aware of this, Interconnectedness with Being. We are so small on this planet and belong to One.

I want to be with the Peacock Angel. I feel him in my heart.
 
I am discovering more with regards to my personal beliefs.

A lot of how I understand the spiritual world has been made in a nice illustration.

I had the opportunity to video chat with my friend over at the GTC(galactic travel channel forum).

I've always felt drawn to a mystic sufism, that everything belongs to God. That Spirit is One, Alive and in all ways communicating with us.

So when we discussed 14(a personal spirit friend) and when I asked her to help me understand how she defines the subconscious...

A lot of how the 1111 communication takes place really started coming together.

She gave me permission to share her picture, she isn't very proud of how quick it was put together heh.

When people hear the word subconscious they tend to think of what's happening inside their head. The hidden stuff, the stuff where we store all our pent up emotions and unresolved issues- the stuff that speaks to us in our dreams. We think that all of that gunk is somehow limited to what takes place within our brain.

I really think we got that backwards. When we think of Angels and midwayers, and more specifically- when we think, how is it God is able to communicate with us in a way that speaks to our innermost thoughts and manipulates the outside world in acknowledgement- we need to start moving past the confines of 3D, physical time/space. Maybe even past linear experience.

I start to think of UFO's as well. Why is it sometimes we only see partial glimpses of a UFO, and how is it they're able to disappear in the blink of an eye? Not saying I got it figured out, but just thinking that what we see is a partial view because that's all we're able to perceive while looking through the 3D lens of human experience. What does a 3D object look like in a 2D world?

So we got to start thinking of higher intelligence in ways that move beyond the visible, and ask how that communication might be connected with the unseen.

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So the Sufi principles, the law of one... The idea that it all belongs to God starts to make sense when I see this picture. I remember telling Casey, she somehow accurately drew what I've always believed. I didn't know it until our coming together. Wasn't able to piece my beliefs in an articulate fashion.

Slowly but surely God is leading me along, and expanding my horizons.

In this photo the subconscious is all that exist outside the conscious self, not all that we think to be limited within. What is within is still a part of the subconscious but as you can see, the subconscious expands much further than the conscious self. And where might angels reside in this picture? Maybe they reside in the superconscious. When you look at this picture maybe you begin to see how small we really are. And what we think as belonging only to ourselves couldn't be further from the truth. All belong to God.

I think there are a myriad of beings, both physical and nonphysical existing within the different layers in this picture. Casey helps further by saying...

Think of a city belonging to a state and then- a state to a nation or country. A country to a continent, and continents to a planet. So the conscious, as a city, can appear independent and full of life- and still belong to something much greater than itself.

This is how we need to expand our understanding where communicating with an unseen intelligence take place...
 
I follow your idea without any problem, except: why is this picture mirrored? Is there a deeper meaning to this?
 
Hey firefly,

That is a great question. I don't have the answer. Better said, I don't have *the* answers. Just discoveries. In my next conversation I would also ask her why then conscious is a single point origin and the fields emitting are liken to a vesica piscis. This is my friends interpretation and her personal experience of the fields around her(and something I feel very close to). I can only speculate but I think, there is eventually one circle containing everything within it. It is kind of a trip to think of these emitting fields radiating from each person but I think this is the interacting fields between each person.

Thank you for the question, seriously. I really like this illustration and it gives me a lot to think about and imagine. You have always been kind and one to encourage my sharing, even sharing a little of that joy in mystery back with me.
 
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Hi firefly!

I see you're online. I'm just going to share her answer with you publicly... No disclaimers here lol, but I hope you guys don't mind me sharing her forum once more- Casey has been a great friend and helper... Her forum is the galactic travel channel forum. I like to share communities whenever able, and have even shared the reincarnation forum too. It's nice bridging like minded individuals and helping one another in this way.

With that said, here's what she said...

"The vesica piscis, the football shape betwixt the overlapping circles is the 'womb', the geometry, doorway, portal of/into creation. I was hoping the 2D diagram would give the illusion of a ( more three dimensional ) toroid. The superconscious, subconscious and conscious comprise one's total being .. yes. There is no real interaction with any other save the the self. All interaction is internal and between these 'levels' of the self, these 'spectrums' of consciousness. Which do appear as embodied individualities in the field, but fundamental to the appearance is more simply these internal spectrums of being. What surrounds the structure, or geometry above is what we would call "infinity", consciousness itself is not contained. It is infinite intelligence, infinite energy. Without beginning, without end. As I currently see, or entertain the idea." ~omcasey

https://www.tapatalk.com/groups/omtalks/ - the GTC
 
Hello all and anyone who finds themselves stumbling into this thread.

I am treating this thread like a personal journal and an archive for future reference. "Don't mind me" as they say ☺️

Sea&Sky, I am bumping this for you as well given our recent discussion. I am deciding to share the dreams from 2008 that started this whole discovery and what is partly responsible for bringing me to this forum. I don't know if it'll help you- but the last dream of being shot through space is where I think you might find something, if anything, that relates to your own experiences and impressions. I believe I shared this once, so apologies for any duplicates to the moderators. Just tidying up everything in one space... If I can find the, "I am Sufi" dream I will also share its full account here.

Also, S&S I want to share a bit of an epiphany that I think you helped solidify...

As excited as I am to connect with the Peacock Angel, I know his presence is here as Initiator, Teacher. Not to be seen as the ultimate, not to be preoccupied in fantasy of continued communication with him- but to acknowledge his guidance as one that helps me experience Union with God. Most important for me, is to Honor God in ALL ways, all aspects of life... Every little *this reminds me of something* moment is for that something greater that I feel and believe in.

I did not journal these dreams until 2 years after their occurrence. This is probably the closest to accurate I'll get since we're now going on 15 years.
The entry:
3 dreams that have helped awaken my spiritual journey

the first dream(of the 2 dreams) takes place in africa, somewhere amongst a shoreline. i remember, "floating" from one set of eyes to another- watching through other people- having an awareness that i am not this person. it starts with someone who is trying to teach the group a tribal dance. we were told that the dance was very important and must do as he does. once i began to dance- i warp to another set of eyes.
i am now standing on the shoreline with a group of, "watchers." we were told to keep a look out for any intruders. i spotted someone- in the distance, slowly it came from out of the waters. i say it because i could not see who it was- there was no definite detail, only a person covered in seaweed. after this i warp yet again to a different location, this time i am alone. a women is in the distance walking towards me. she is cut and bleeding- she fell into my arms and began speaking. i do not speak any other language but i am sure we spoke french to one another. i began asking her questions in french- as soon as she started responding- something very hard to explain happened. this feeling of- being pulled out from the middle of what i was doing. i am no longer in africa. it was as if i was being stared down upon- i could hear faint chanting. after regaining full awareness from being, "pulled" i noticed what looked like natives circled around me. once i made eye contact the chanting stopped. they were masked- either with the skull of an animal- or shadow covering their face- but i could still feel their eyes on me. there was a long moment of silence- and then, they were gone. nothing was left but the silhouette of a dead tree(many branches and no leaf's) a few crows, and an orange sky. behind the tree was a rainbow with colors ranging from purple, blue, and green. the orange was glowing- giving an ambient feeling- after this i woke up.(so its a bit choppy... but this is what i recall after 2 years heh)

in the next dream... i don't know where i was- or how i got there, but i was sitting down. there were people around me- making me feel as comfortable as possible- the thing is, i had no idea who anyone was. one of the men in the group came over and pulled me aside to talk. after wrapping his arm around me he says, "isn't it obvious eric? you're dead."
i didn't know what to think- but for a minute, i was shown my family- they were still alive and mourning. it was a very sad, heavy feeling- but the person with me helped me get through this- helped me understand. i do not remember how, but after some time had passed the scenery changed and the feeling of being sad was gone. now, the same man was teaching me things that might seem impossible while back on the material world. he was explaining to me, somehow- i wish i could remember the description- how physical objects have little meaning that i'd come to understand. for example, he had me turn something into a green towel. after this he tells me we can go anywhere as long as one focuses hard enough.
in an instant, i am in japan- i am in a building. i am in an elevator and hit 46- after going up all the way to my destination- i remember the elevator doors opening and walking out to a glass window. i took a glance out only to see everything covered in a massive, powerful green ocean. the building i was on was the only thing visible within the ocean- after this, i woke up.
 
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3 dreams that have helped awaken my spiritual journey; a continuation

during this time i'd been experiencing some sleep paralysis and tried to use that to induce out of bodies... in this last dream i think i had a mixture of lucid dream/sleep paralysis

it starts with being on stage- but, with the snap of a finger- i am pulled out and am somewhere else. i am in a small wooden boat in the middle of an ocean. there is a person sitting across from me and an old man in the back with his arm wrapped around a cannon. the man tells us to look for it... to look in the sky and point it out. i remember looking up and pointing at a star- the old man smiled and fired the cannon- next thing i know, i am being shot out of the cannon- no longer do i see myself as a human being but a geometrical shape. i am a green arrow- the person whom sat across from me was also fired out of the cannon- i don't remember his/her shape... but i remember the color, red. it was almost like a race at first- we were racing higher and higher in the sky- shooting through clouds. who i was- mentally, was contained within the object- my thoughts, my being- i remember communicating with the other object despite not having lips to talk. we were talking about energy... i don't remember what we said- but something said accelerated the rate i was going. i started moving faster and faster- going past the clouds and into space. at this point i'm not talking to anyone- i can hardly contain myself due to the speed i'm going. things become overwhelming- the stars become a blur- i kept going deeper and deeper into space- i could not hold the speed- something was about to happen and soon- another rush of being overwhelmed and then- i explode. at this point, i'm no longer looking at stars but other geometrical shapes. there were tiny particles and objects swaying up and down in one motion- inhaling.. exhaling- they moved together this way. the color contained in the arrow reaches out and covers everything in sight. all the objects around me, the particles- are draped in green. after this- that same feeling of being pulled out from what i was doing, as mentioned in the first dream, happens again. a bit rough, it feels as if i am being slammed down onto a table- i remember watching images of who knows what flash before my eyes. its like someone trying to hide a subliminal message by sliding in a quick image over a steady image. it was that, "quick image" different things flashing before me(it's hard to explain... that's the best i could do) again, i feel overwhelmed. i feel my eyes twitch and i notice i am laying in my bed but can not move. i must be experiencing sleep paralysis(is what i think) but how am i still dreaming and able to recognize my body?(my body was laying in a very weird position in the bed- as if i might have been tossing and turning all night)... there i am, unable to move feeling overwhelmed- the dream i had begins to fade but something in my chest sends waves of uneasy impulses to the brain. i begin to think i'm having a heart-attack. i can't move- i felt trapped- as if all i could do was lay there and watch my body die. not to shortly after i am free and able to sit up. i began to cry and ended up skipping class that day feeling very impacted by this dream...

i love dreams- they're very interesting to me and love the fact that we have new adventures every night. i just thought it would be nice to share something that helped really give me the boost needed in a spiritual sense- between the dreams, sleep paralysis, OBE's/astral projection/ and the 11:11 prompts- it was around this time my journey inward really took a dominant role in my life
 
A new dream... Discovering more answers/connection to Sufism... Another word I never heard of and looked up and yes it is something.

414, Hazrat Inayat Khan, A group starting with S

The time shows 4:14AM when I decide to get up and record.

In the first dream I am shooting a gun with a couple friends on moving targets. It's nighttime and we are practicing leading our shots. I don't want to shoot anything that's alive, we are practicing on inanimate objects. There is a young child hiding in the shadows as authority figures move in and begin hunting us.

After this I dream that I wake up in my bedroom and I am looking at a tall old book which is dedicated to Hazrat Inayat Khan. I'm sitting up in my bed admiring this book. There's a clear plastic film on the outside of the book which is holding all kinds of pictures and a personal note inside. I empty the contents out and am looking at these old timey photos of Inayat Khan. They are *very surreal.* The author has circled with faint, white chalk the different shaped eyes. It reminds me of looking at Casey's crystal photos- there are atleast two Beings imposed in these photos. The nonhuman eye is what is circled in chalk. I look at the next picture and there is something else circled, another odd shaped alien eye blended onto HIKs face. Each photo or painting of Inayat Khan is different, I am looking at different ET's superimposed.

I should also note I feel a fondness for these pictures like I am to keep them by my bedside to be reminded of him.

I hold the last photo of him up and the author of the book had circled something off to the right- but I look and I see in the depths of the black portions of the photo a ET somehow belonging to Hazrat Inayat Khan- but as a completely separate entity whereas in the other photos they are blended together- the author did not circle this one.

I notice at the bottom of the book on its cover there is a note written for me. This takes me by complete surprise because the book is dated something like 1936-1945.

It says something like... There are four winds but only one compass. There are different sects. I am called, or to be included in a group that starts with an S. I think the word or name is Sanjaya. Sanjiit? S... Something. I can't remember. I'm not familiar with this word. It was a great honor for the author to bestow this title on me. Even stranger, in this myriad of pictures and notes and other items found under the plastic film are cutouts of a family. The author somehow cutout a Mother, Father, my self and my Sister- and two older dogs. The author hand drew spots on the dogs and wrote, "Sorry I made them dalmatians." (I am a family of 4 with two dalmatians).

This really excited me- to the point I had to show someone. I did not realize I was dreaming- I was just getting up to show someone in the house when Aprils boyfriend started coming inside. I heard them chatting outside my bedroom door. I am eager to tell someone about this book, excited by all these details.

Wake up....


Did some quick research... I see the dream was trying to wake me up. Also. The four winds and one compass thing really stands out to me... Found this:
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This biography recounts the life of Hazrat Inayat Khan in his own words, from his early years in India mastering classical Indian music and studying under Sufi teachers of the Chishti, Naqshbandi, Qadiri, and Suhrawardi orders, to his travels to America, England, Russia and France in the 1920s. During his time in the West he created a school of spiritual training based on his vision of the unity of all religions and the awakening of humanity to the divine within. In his unique form of Sufism, there are no barriers of race, creed, or religion. He did not see Sufism as a religion, but rather a way of life that enhances and fulfills every religion. Additional material and anecdotes from the archives of the Nekbakht Foundation. Published by the Nekbakht Foundation.
 
Digging into the information given to me in this dream, I have found this video on Suhrawardi


Suhrawardi & The Philosophy of Illumination​

"It's finally time to talk about Suhrawardi, one of the most fascinating philosophers of the middle ages."

 
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