Fear Not to

Below is a snip-bit from a Yogajournal article, Fear Not to, related to the benefits of meditation and accepting/conquering and working with your fear. Through meditation we connect to our chakra systems, our energy system, and through this connection, our emotions can be noticed, accepted, and decrease the affect of fear on our lives.

Featured image found on: yogalifestyle.com

…The truth is that fear doesn’t have to be paralyzing: For a person on the verge of transformation, fear can be a great teacher. But if you want freedom from fear, you also need to learn how to work with it…

Unfamiliar territory

“Meditation is, among other things, a journey through the layers of your psyche. As you move deeper, you’ll travel past the fairly superficial level of your conscious mind—with its mental chatter, problem-solving tendencies, and the like. You’ll also encounter your subconscious, with its insights, feelings of blissfulness, waves of irritation, volcanic pits of anger, or swamps of sadness. One of the great boons of meditation practice is that it can teach you to move through these layers without identifying with them. With practice, you learn to recognize that all this stuff is arising, passing through you, and subsiding. If you can learn to stay with your meditation when fear shows up, resisting the impulse to believe the story that fear is telling you, you will allow your psyche to cleanse itself of the fear. The basic practice is to recognize thoughts and feelings as just what they are—thoughts, movements of emotional energy, and nothing more.”

“As you practice noticing “Ah, here’s a repetitive thought pattern” or “Here’s a layer of fear,” you’ll eventually have the direct experience of watching these inner patterns come to the surface and then fade away. Over time, you’ll find many layers of fear, guilt, and desire begin to release. Meaning, they’re gone. You’ll no longer find your subconscious fear or resentment running your life from beneath your awareness. This is one of the ways in which meditation brings true inner freedom—it liberates you from being run by the emotional currents of the mind. And as you train yourself in meditation to hold steady with emotions and not be completely subject to them, it becomes easier to do this in life…”

“In the high-stress environment of contemporary society, the fight-or-flight response is triggered over and over and becomes chronic. Meditation will help you process that agitation, and part of the processing happens simply by holding what is sometimes called a spacious mindfulness. To create this state, you must first recognize the way anxiety feels in your body. As you breathe, tune in to the way it feels in your muscles, the different sensations it creates. Do this with a soft, gentle feeling of affection for yourself. Once you recognize it, you can practice releasing stress on the exhalation. As you do this, talk to yourself, coach yourself by saying, “It’s all right” or “Let go a little.” Don’t feel that you need to get rid of your anxiety all at once. Instead, use the first moments of your meditation practice to release, little by little, the anxiety that is layered into your body and breath…”

“As long as you identify with your body, your mental and social abilities, your roles, and your conscious experience of personality, you are going to be afraid of losing them. In fact, the ego is essentially a controller and protector, concerned with keeping “you” safe and improving your ability to cope. But most egos define “safety” rather narrowly. Most egos don’t like the unknown (that is, unless the ego defines itself as an adventurer, in which case it may feel more threatened by the ordinary). So when you find yourself in unfamiliar territory (for instance, deep meditation), the ego is likely to go on hyperalert and send out danger signals—in other words, it will manufacture or trigger feelings of fear…”

“In fact, when you go deep into meditation, you will begin to experience yourself as part of the whole, as part of the earth, as part of the energetic substratum that connects all living beings. At that point, the primal fear that arises from your sense of being separate from the whole (and hence subject to annihilation) can leave you. The joy that this creates is one of the most powerful gifts of meditation. Yet, paradoxically, this feeling of freedom is the one thing that the ego resists above all else! The ego will protest when you begin to experience the inner shift into meditation—that sensation of sinking into a deep place, or the sense that your awareness is expanding beyond the boundaries of the body. For some of us, the ego’s protest takes the form of pride—”Oh, wow, I’m making progress.” Sometimes, it takes the form of fear. Understanding this is crucial. Once you recognize that the fear is largely a product of the ego’s storytelling mechanism, you can work with it without being hijacked by it.”

“When fear comes up during meditation, two practices can help you move beyond it. First, imagine greeting your fear and bowing to it. Ask the fear what it has to say to you, then listen to the message. Tell the fear that you know it is trying to protect you, that you appreciate this, but that you would like it to back off for now. Then sit in meditation a bit longer, allowing yourself to experience the spaciousness that this will create.

When you soften to fear and treat it kindly (as opposed to trying to get rid of it), you make space for fear to relax. At that point, you will begin to realize that fear is not something concrete and solid, that it will pass, and that you can even see through it. You can recognize that it’s a natural reaction to the new, and let it go.

“You may also try the classic method for activating the observing self, the so-called witness of the fear. You can use any self-inquiry question here, such as “What is it in me that observes fear?” or “Who experiences the fear?” or “Who am I beyond this fear?” This allows you to begin to find that part of yourself that is unaffected by fear—the part of you that can not only observe its own fear but can also see it as part of the whole panoply of your experience in the moment. In this way, fear becomes less implacable.

Kinds of fear

A health crisis, the loss of someone dear to you, or a natural disaster touches two kinds of fear. One is the biological fear that is built into the body and helps ensure our survival. This is the kind of fear—call it primal fear, or natural fright—that gets your heart pumping, impels you to defend your safety, and ultimately protects you.

The second is psychological—the fear that you create by anticipating a painful future or by dwelling on painful past events. Most of the negative outcomes you dread will never happen, and yet when you think about them, you trigger the physiological reactions in the body that actual danger would set off.

A genuine threat will often activate not only the primal, biological fear of death but also your habitual anticipation of catastrophe. You can deal with the psychological pattern primarily by finding the part of you that is not touched by fear. However, in order to find this, you will need to become present to the experience of fear itself, rather than simply try to get rid of it. I believe that this is what you are being given the chance to do.

To work with your fear, you’re being asked to accept and even welcome what your health crisis is trying to show you—that loss and death are natural parts of life. The more you try to protect yourself against loss, the more fearful you become and the more likely you are to be thrown by the natural uncertainty of life. It’s a paradox that when you try to insulate yourself against the things you fear, you make yourself more susceptible to them.

When you accept that you, too (yes, even you!) can lose a job, lose love, lose health—and still remain you—you also open the door to recognizing your own place within the larger fabric of life. And, combined with your meditation practice, this acceptance of large and small deaths can, paradoxically, let you see that what is most deeply “you” cannot be lost.

One step beyond acceptance is the practice of actually welcoming the health crisis. When you welcome events that threaten your ego’s sense of well-being, you affirm the truth that you are bigger than the events, that there is a wholeness to you that can withstand even the big-time ego busts that come through sickness, loss, and failure. Welcoming what comes, whatever it is, is a powerful way of loosening the grip of fear and anger.

Spirit Walks and Nature Talks 3

Understanding language of animals, pg 29 from Ted Andrew’s Nature-speaks

Still hunting: still and observing what surrounds you in a natural environment.
1. Feel and imagine yourself as part of the natural environment, the natural surroundings. E.g. imagine yourself as the leaf rustling in the breeze; feel the ticklish joy of the butterfly as it dances from flower to flower; let the songs of the birds fill your heart, noting how it affects the body and where.
2. Quietly observe the various sounds e.g. note how the animals and insects
respond to each other. If you must move and adjust your position for comfort, keep your movements slow and as infrequent as possible. The more still you are, the more likely you are to experiences curious animals coming in for a closer look at you.
Pay attention to how animals and plants use camouflage. Note how they move. Begin to keep a mental log of the number and kinds of insects, plants, and animals that you experience.

– keep a logbook of still hunting experience
– Keep track of dates, animals observed, and other unusual observations.
– Write down your moods, what you felt as you made your observations
– Research facts about the creatures and plants you saw
Benefits of still hunting: as you practice still hunting you’ll find yourself becoming increasingly observant, recognizing by intuition the presence of creatures before they become visible to you. You’ll see more around you than you ever imagined. Great ‘shamans’ are first great still-hunters. “Listen to the sounds around you (songs of birds/humming of insects). Listen to the sounds of your feet on Earth. Each sound awakens your inner symphony. It makes us more alert and perspective.

“As you walk along, stop whenever something catches your attention (flash of sunlight on the water, the brightness of a flower, the dance of a butterfly). Quietly note the colors that stand out for you and know that you are absorbing all colors of nature into you with each step you take.
“Feel the sun upon you. Feel it energizing you, increasing your circulation, making you more vibrant. Touch things as you walk. Feel the roughness and strength of trees. Feel the daintiness of a spring beauty, so tiny and yet powerful enough to grow among such diverse life. Step to the water’s edge. Hear/feel the stream. It may whisper to you. Feel your blood moving in rhythm with it. Feel yourself cleansed by being in its presence. Know that you’re healed.

Make a mental note of anything that stood out for you on your walk. Before the day’s over, study its significance. The symbology of it will often provide wonderful insight into things
occurring within our life. Offer a prayer of gratitude. Know that the benefits will grow
throughout the day and with each return visit.”

Willow Rose: Chapter 3

Hildgo coughs harshly as he walks up the snow packed path that leads to his mountain home, while securing the cloak around his core tightly, tucking his face within its collar, attempting to protect himself from the wind that is blowing. His mouth fills with mucus he knows is the color green and gray, mixed with the smokey ash of the mines he works in during the winter time. This cough is worse than last years. He spits the mucus out and watches it immediately freeze as it lands upon the frozen ground. His legs are stiff as he walks, and his joints pulse with pain at each step. He knows this will be his last winter he can support his family in the mines.

He enters the hearth of his home, and closes his eyes in silent thanks to the warmth the lit stone fire pit in the center of the room provides. His wife is knelt beside it, adding vegetables to a pot of stew over the fire. He nods in greeting to her, she nods back, then he asks, “Where is our Willow?”

“Exploring in the snow filled forest, you may go find her,” his wife responds as she cuts up the last winter vegetable to add to the water.

Hildgo goes to the back door and leaves without further word to his wife. He knows the path to walk to find his child, for it is a well walked one since before her birth.

He walks slow, but steady, for 30 minutes. The walk would take a young soul only around 15, but he is no longer young in physique.

He stops along the lake, and a few feet before him is his love, his soul: The Willow. Beneath the Willow tree is his soul companion, his Willow Rose. His pain grimace on his face fades into a soft smile as he catches his daughter’s image, who is gazing up between the bare branches of the Willow, lost in her daydreams.

He walks to her and stops in front of her. His voice is gentle but stern as he speaks to her.

“My child, you must learn a trade. You must become independent, you do not know when your mother and I may pass.”

“I am waiting, my father, for my love to meet me, beneath this willow tree,” responds the young adult child, whose eyes twinkle with the light of distant thought as they continue to gaze between the branches of the willow.

Her father smiles a knowing smile to his only beloved child. He hides the pain he feels in his lungs and joints, for the love he has for his Willow Rose covers the sting of physical pain. He repeats his words, knowing the more they are repeated, the more likely they will be followed.

“My child, you must learn a trade. You must become independent, you do not know when your mother and I may pass.”

But again she responds. “I am waiting, my father, for my love to meet me, beneath this willow tree,” with eyes still twinkling with the light of distant thought as they continue to gaze between the branches of the willow.


Willow Rose, a character I had in a game called Renaissance Kingdoms. The game has three ‘kingdoms’ connected to the renaissance era: Europe, Japan, and Aztec. This character is Japanese, from Shogun Kingdoms. I connected the main role plays I had there, gathered them into a document, and a collection of tales were created. This is, Chapter one, of Willow Rose, an imaginative piece of me, who kept me sane in years of confusion (February 2007 to August 2016). I Have edit the post only a little, you may take note as I post the chapters, the improvement of my writing style. Stay tuned for more throughout the year, one chapter per month. Enjoy. Further tales will include my other characters, Arial de Grey and High Priestess.

Dream Journal 9: Knowledge of the Collective Unconscious

Collective works – Jung

True, the unconscious knows more than the consciousness does; but it is knowledge of a special sort, knowledge in eternity, usually without reference to the here and now, not couched in language of the intellect. Only when we let its statements amplify themselves, [e.g. numeral sequences], does it come within the range of our understanding; only then does a new aspect become perceptible to us. This process is convincingly repeated in every successful dream analysis. That is why it is so important not to have any preconceived, doctrinaire opinions about the statements made by dreams. As soon as a certain “monotony of interpretation” strikes us, we know that our approach has become doctrinaire and hence sterile.” [dreams]


A dream I am recalling now was one I had say… 5 years ago, I don’t know, I just know it was before we moved here to this house. It took place at night, I am unsure how it began, I just know it had star wars characters, maybe because I had recently watched the new star wars movie. My younger brother and I were the only ones home, he was helping me fight the clones inside, battles were going on outback as well. Soon I was in my kitchen fighting Darth Vator, but at some point I made it into the laundry room, feeling I was losing the battle, but then I was no longer fighting darth vator. It was now a man with short spiked hair in a white shirt and black jeans. I felt he was going to rape and kill me. But no rape happened, thankfully, but he stabled me twice in the chest with a butcher’s knife. I felt the prick of the 2 stabs. Before the 3rd hit I woke up.

Spirit Walks and Nature Talks 2

Discovery my spirit animals:

Totem animals of my chakras – creating the inner totem pole 

Tips and procedures before beginning meditation:

  • use dream totem exercise for lower 4 chakras [spirit walk category]
  • choose fragrance associated with chakra and candle of correct color -> sort unobtrusive music helps i.e. steady drumbeat rhythms
  • benefits of music: enhances imagery and overall experience (drumbeats are believed to be the heartbeat of earth; it connects us with the rhythms of Mother Earth ~~~water – earth; fetal waters
  • creating inner totem pole:
  1. use breathing techniques to relax and warm the body, soothing every part of your body.
  2. as you breathe, slow and steady, relaxing completely, visualize the color of the candle and chakra forming a small ‘crystalline’ sphere of light in the appropriate body area. * feel that part of the body, warm and tingling; from center of focused chakra, appears a tiny spark of light…

Visionary meditation process:

“As you focus upon that spark of light in your minds eye, it begins to shimmer and dance, growing brighter with each breath  you take. As you relax, breathing deeply, you feel a cool brush of air across your face and body. In your mind’s eye, images begin to appear.

“A meadow begins to form. You feel the earth solid beneath your feet. The air is cool and sweet. There is fragrance of new mown hay and spring flowers. The sun is warm upon the face and body.

“As you look around you see that this meadow is surrounded by tall stately trees. At one end of this meadow is a path lined with flowers and stones of every color and kind, leading up a distant mountain. The crest of the mountain is lost among the clouds. On the opposite side of the meadow, the path continues, leading down to a distant valley. As you look down toward that valley, you see your present home there.

“And you begin to understand.

“This meadow is a plateau, an intersection of time and space. It is where finite and the infinite come together; where the physical and spiritual meet. Here nature and human are one. This knowing is the freeing of the senses, because here is only to be

“You feel that brush of air across the face and body once again.

“a shadow now passes over you, the brush of air is felt again. As you look across the field you see the shad of what appears to belong to a large bird. As the shadow circles the meadow and over you, you feel the brush of air again, you watched the shadow, each time it passes over you. You feel that brush of air as if powerful wings are fanning you.

“You raise your eyes to the sky and far off you see a bird circling over head. You are amazed. You are also quite sure that it must be immense to be able to cast a shadow from such a distance.

“As you watch it, it descends and circles the tops of the trees. You are awestruck. It is so large and so magnificent. As you gaze up at it, it’s shadow now fills the meadow, it hovers. Before you can respond it swoops down and grasps, holding you firmly but gently, and it begins to carry you up and out of this meadow.

“Those tremendous wings beat, sending guts of wind past you. As you look down toward the meadow, you see the grasses waving in response to the currents created by its wings, and for a moment you are sure they are waving goodbye to you. Still the bird climbs higher, leaving the meadow far behind.

“The air becomes cooler, but it isn’t uncomfortable as you are carried higher and higher. You realize you are being carried in the direction of that distant mountain.

“Then the beating of wings stop, and this magnificent bird begins to soar, riding upon the winds. Slowly it circles, gliding, slowly and beginning to descend toward the mountain crest. As you look down toward it, you see a large nest at its very crest.

“You catch your breath as you descend, drawing closer to the nest. You are afraid that you will hit it too hard, but with a powerful flapping of its wings the bird hovers over the nest and lays you gently within it, with more powerful strokes of the winds, it rises once more and disappears into the sky.

“You are standing in this nest, on what you are sure is the top of the world. You move to the edge and look down, but the view is dizzying and you step back, breathing deeply to relax. The wind begins to rise around you, swirling, rising, and falling.

“As you continue to breathe deeply, you begin to hear faint whispers in that wind. As you relax those whispers harmonize and a clear voice issues forth from the winds. ‘you are part of nature. You are within nature, and are touched by all of nature. When you learn to attune to the animals, to the other creatures that live within It, you will become more sensitive to all environments. You will learn which environments to avoid, and which to embrace. You will find yourself awakened and empowered. You will once more be ‘animal-wise’.

“And then the voice fades into the wind, but it grows stronger around you. You move once more to the edge of the nest, standing upon its side. You breathe deeply, air moving around your body. You see the wind as crystalline spirals of energy.

“Every cell within you seems to be breathing, and with each breath you feel yourself becoming lighter and lighter.

“You extend your arms outward like an eagle spreading its wings. You feel what ever bird has felt when it prepared to fly from the nest for the first time. You breathe deeply and step off.

“There is a soft drop and then the wind catches you, lifting you, sending you upwards. You begin to relax into the wind, soaring with it. Riding upon it, not against. Never have you felt so free.

“As you relax into the currents, you realize you have begun a gentle spiral down toward that meadow. As you look down, everything is brighter. There is a shine that wasn’t there before, slowly, gently, the currents carry you toward that meadow.

“As you get closer, you realize that there is now a tree standing in the middle of this meadow. It’s roots extend deep into the heart of the Earth and its upper branches seem to reach toward you. Gently you reach with your hand, brushing the top of that tree to slow your descent, and you land softly on the grass at its base. 

“You are filled with wonder at the journey you just taken. You look around you and everything looks so much more alive! And then there’s a subtle movement from the opposite side of the tree. Your breath catches and you watch as there appears a magnificent creature. You are again filled with wonder, realizing this is the animal at your feet chakra [baboon?]. It will connect you to all things of the earth.

“As you gaze upon it, you are filled with awe at its beauty and energy, and then you realize that this creature has your eyes. It’s your eyes that are looking out from it to you. In that moment it begins to shimmer and with your next breath it melts into you. You feel it coming alive within you, growing stronger with every breath you take. You feel a tingling in the area of your feet. You feel the pulse of the earth. You feel yourself being connected.

“You breathe deeply and close your eyes, offering a prayer of thanks for that which you have just experienced and for that which you will unfold in the days ahead. You see the chakra within you, bright and strong connecting you to Earth. You see and feel that animal alive within you.

“As you open your eyes you are amazed to find that tree gone. In its place is a wooden staff. It’s upper third is carved in to 8 sections. In the bottom section is a carving of the animal that now breathes within you. You reach out and take the staff in your hand, placing your palm against the carving of the animal. You close your eyes and breathe deeply as a soft tingling runs through your body. A brush of air passes across you and you feel a wave of joy and strength fills you. 

“You raise the staff above your head and speak a prayer of thanks and honor to this creature, and you breathe deeply feeling more whole than you have felt in ages.

“As you open your eyes yet again, you see that the meadow is fading from the vision. The distant mountain; the valley below; the meadow itself. Yet the staff is strong in your hands, and the animal alive within you. You breathe deep and again there is that brush of air and it fills you with promise. As the images fade from the inner vision, you realize that they do so only to be born into the outer life.”




Who do you do you think you are?

My blog is about thy self, and for thy self, with bits and pieces of me sprinkled with creativity.

Featured image artist: Kristen Holmberg titled “Moon Seed” or what I call “Awakening Moon” found @ the Spirit that Moves Me Facebook page.

Below are snip-its from the Yogajournal article, Who do you think you are?

Avidya: An identity crisis

“…the yogic texts call avidya—a basic ignorance of who we are and of the underlying reality that connects everything in the universe.

“When everything you have relied on seems to dissolve, you get not only a glimpse of the cracks in your psychological infrastructure but also a chance to examine the source of the problem, which gives you a better shot at getting free of it.

“The Sanskrit word vidya means wisdom or knowledge—the wisdom earned through deep practice and experience. The prefix a indicates a lack or an absence. In the yogic sense, avidya means something that goes far beyond ordinary ignorance. Avidya is a fundamental blindness about reality. The core ignorance we call avidya isn’t a lack of information, but the inability to experience your deep connection to others, to the source of being, and to your true Self. Avidya has many layers and levels, which operate in different ways. We see it threaded through every aspect of our lives—in our survival strategies, our relationships, our cultural prejudices, the things we hunger for and fear. All forms of cluelessness and fogged perception are forms of avidya. But behind each of avidya’s manifestations is the failure to recognize that essentially you are spirit, and that you share this with every atom of the universe.

Identifying Avidya

“In Patanjali’s Yoga Sutra II.5, we are given four useful clues for identifying when we have slipped into avidya. Each clue points to a particular way in which we take surface perceptions for reality. It cautions us to look deeper—to inquire beneath what our physical senses or cultural prejudices or egoic belief structures tell us. “Avidya,” the sutra says, “is to mistake the impermanent for the eternal, the impure for the pure, sorrow for happiness, and the not-Self for the true Self.

“If you explore this sutra, it can lead you to a profound reflection on the illusory nature of perception… The primary purpose of the sutra is to question our notions of identity. But, at the same time, it offers a window into some of our garden-variety forms of cluelessness.

“…On a deeper level, it’s what keeps you from seeing that your conception of “me”—”my personality,” “my self”—is not stable and is certainly not permanent, that just as your body is an ever-shifting configuration of atoms, so your internal sense of self consists of thoughts about who you are (as in “I’m pretty” or “I’m confused”), feelings like happiness or restlessness, and moods such as depression or hopefulness—all of which are subject to change.

“…when you apply the sutra on a deep level, you see that it is describing the ignorance that makes you mistake what is a passing state—a complex of thoughts and emotions and bodily sensations—for the pure consciousness that is your true Self.

“Mistaking the false self for the true Self? This is the essence, the linchpin, of the whole structure of avidya. It’s not just that you identify with the body. You identify with every passing mood or thought about yourself, without recognizing that within you there is something unchanging, joyful, and aware…

Wake Up Call:

“Taken together, these flavors of avidya cause you to live in a kind of trance state—aware of what’s obvious on the surface but unable to recognize the underlying reality. Since this personal trance is fully supported by the beliefs and perceptions of the culture around you, it’s difficult for most of us even to recognize the existence of the veil. To fully dismantle avidya is the deep goal of yoga, and it demands a radical shift of consciousness. But the good news is that just recognizing that you’re entranced is to begin to wake up from the dream. And you can begin to free yourself from its more egregious manifestations by simply being willing to question the validity of your ideas and feelings about who you are.

“…One of the great moments for catching your own avidya is to tune in to the first conscious feeling that surfaces as you wake up in the morning. Then, notice where it takes you…

“…This automatic process is the action of what in yoga is called the “I-maker,” or ahamkara—the mechanical tendency to construct a “me” out of the separate components of inner experience…

“…The problem—the avidya— occurs because you identify with it. In other words, you don’t think, “Here’s some sadness,” but, “I’m sad.” You don’t think, “Here’s a brilliant idea.” You think, “I’m brilliant.” Remember, avidya is “to mistake the impermanent for the eternal, the impure for the pure, sorrow for happiness, and the not-Self for the true Self.” In your internal universe, that means habitually mistaking an idea or feeling for “me” or “mine.” Then you judge yourself as good or bad, pure or impure, happy or sad.

“…What you’ll notice here is how the basic misperception—taking the non-Self (that is, a mood) for the Self—leads inexorably to feelings of aversion (“I can’t stand being depressed”) or attachment (“I feel so much better now that the sun is shining”). And these feelings bring up fear—in this case, fear that the sadness would be permanent, or that I was trapped by my genetic predispositions, or that I needed to change where I was living.”

Lifting the Veil:

“Dismantling avidya is a multilayered process, which is why one breakthrough is usually not enough. Since different types of practice unpick different aspects of avidya, the Indian tradition prescribes different types of yoga for each one—devotional practice for the ignorance of the heart, selfless action for the tendency to attach to outcomes, meditation for a wandering mind. The good news is that any level you choose to work with is going to make a difference.

“You free yourself from a piece of your avidya every time you increase your ability to be conscious, or hold presence during a challenging event…

Sitting with the Self

“Meditations that tune you in to pure Being will begin to remove the deeper ignorance that makes you automatically identify “me” with the body, personality, and ideas. On a day-to-day, moment-to-moment level, you burn off a few layers of avidya every time you turn your awareness inward and reflect on the subtle meaning of a feeling or a physical reaction…

“Avidya is a deep habit of consciousness, but it’s a habit that we can shift—with intention, practice, and a lot of help from the universe. Any moment that causes us to question our assumptions about reality has the potential to lift our veil. Patanjali’s sutra on avidya is not just a description of the problem of ignorance. It’s also the key to the solution. When you pull back and question the things you think are eternal and permanent, you begin to recognize the wondrous flux that is your life. When you ask, “What’s the real source of happiness?” you extend your focus beyond the external trigger to the feeling of happiness itself. And when you seek to know the difference between the false self and the true one, that’s when the veil might come off altogether and show you that you’re not just who you take yourself to be, but something much brighter, much vaster, and much more free.”

Article by Yoga Teacher and author, Sally Kempton

Dream Journal 8: Dream Series

The way to the goals seems chaotic and interminable at first and only gradually do the signs increase that it’s leading anywhere. The way isn’t straight but appears to go around in circles. More accurate knowledge has proved to go in spirals: the dream – motives always return after certain intervals to define forms, whose characteristic’s to define a center. The whole process revolves about a central point or some arrangement round a center, which may in certain circumstances appear even in the initial dreams. As manifestations of unconscious processes the dreams rotate or circum-ambulations increases in distinctness and in scope, owing to the diversity of the symbolic material. It’s difficult at first to perceive any kind of order at all. – C.G. Jung’s Collective Works, vol. III


Sometime at the end of last year I had a dream about Jason. [continued on 7/28/2011]. It was as if I were in a movie. I was sitting at a kitchen table in a one story home that I had never been in. the table was round and oak, it sate 5. me, my sister, and Jason’s mother sat there. Jason’s mother told us that there are rumors of Jason returning, that he’s back in town. We were talking of recent murders that happened near the lake. With the mention of Jason a feeling of fear crept up inside me. In my dream I had a flash back of a year back (Jason’s mom, who’s my mom in the dream, spoke about Jason attacking 1 year ago). In the flashback I was in a car with my real mom and sister. He was about to kill us, my mom and sister 1st. I pleaded with him ‘no, please don’t.’ I don’t know what it was, maybe the tone of my voice, but he stopped for a moment before he was about to stab my mom, and looked at me. I looked at him as well. It was only for a few moments, then there was flashing lights of police cars and the voices of cops. They went up to Jason and grabbed him. He began to attack and killed 1 cop (there were 4). I got out of the car, I believe I was the only one in the car, I am not sure. I felt sympathy for Jason, I screamed at the cops, “don’t hurt him!’ all came to a halt, even Jason. All were shocked, including me, of my worlds and pleading look. Those few moments of distraction was enough for Jason to break free from the cops and run into the woods (car was parked near woods close to the lake). The cops watched him go. The scene then went back to us sitting at the oak table. I am not sure, but I believe the scene switched to Jason, as it hit night time (was mid-morning at beginning of dream) coming for me. Again, me, my sis, and real mom were outside, this time outside this home I have never been in. Jason ignored my mom and sister and came up to me with his machete. I felt he loved me, and knew I didn’t feel the same way. So he was going to kill me. Him and I were both standing into the street. I woke up when I realized he was going to kill me.