Some of the most joyous dreams I can remember are about flying. There are places we can go in dream states, where flying is as natural as breathing. You know that you are in different states of consciousness inside your dreams when there are sudden changes in the flow of a dream. For example: you might be flying happily and then suddenly you ‘realize’ that you are flying and your mind kicks in and tells you that that is NOT possible. And the moment you have that thought in the dream, you start falling or lose the ability.
That, my friends, is the main different between being in your heart and being in your mind.
Other incredibly joyous dreams, for me, are about breathing under water and swimming with whales or dolphins. I can feel the gills on my neck sometimes even hours after waking up. It is so much fun!! There were also times when the mind kicked in and then all of a sudden I couldn’t breathe anymore and I had to struggle to swim to the surface. Once I actually ‘heard’ the whales laughing at me! “There she goes, going human again, she lost it!”
I really think it has to do with us having difficulty being able to stay in that high vibration, of joy and elation, because it is so different from our everyday lives, being in our heads. True joy and peace only exist in our hearts.
In my 20s I used to paint my dreams. Once I was flying over the Himalayas and it was so incredibly gorgeous. I was struggling to paint it because it was an aerial view. So, the next day, I asked my grandmother, who passed away, to show me how to finish it. She had been a wonderful painter during her life, and she was the one who gave me my first drawing lessons, at 4 or 5 years old.
In a dream state, I showed her the painting, and explained how I was having trouble with my angle, from above. She patiently explained the techniques, and the next day, it was finished. Do you realize the unexplored potential of the information we can access in dreams?
Of course, if it is something which is not relevant to our life here on Earth, or our “storyline”, then I know that even if you do ask, and you hear it all, you are not allowed to remember! Believe me, I tried.
The first dream I painted was so surprising to me that I felt like I needed to paint it. I didn’t know how else to express it.
“I found myself in a huge lobby, something like an airport lobby, it was immense. There was this gigantic viewing deck, overlooking a valley down below, up in the top of a mountain. There were clouds outside. I was looking around when I felt compelled to turn around. I noticed that there was an interminable single file line of people behind me. I didn’t understand at first, what were all those people doing there and why were they behind me?
As I looked at the faces, they were all so different, young and old, man and women and children of all ethnicities and of course, other forms as well, some not at all human! They were pointing at the giant window, and there was this wave forming, like a tsunami coming, made of clouds and golden light. Every time I looked at it, it grew bigger. And for some reason, every time I looked behind me, there were more people. This went on for a while and I started feeling uncomfortable, like I wasn’t understanding what was going on… and the energy was building.
I felt like the cloud/light tsunami was coming towards us and as I got scared, I asked one of the people what was going on. The person behind me said: it is not a wave that is going to hit us, it’s a portal opening. Look, there’s somebody coming out of it. That’s when I saw the most beautiful thing: out of this incredibly big portal in the clouds, came this person made of golden light, walking towards us. As I turned back one last time, I suddenly recognized all the faces behind me, they were all me. Different lifetimes, timelines, dimensions, multiverses!
In those days, I was wondering about lifetimes and other possibilities, so the questions had been programmed to be asked in my dreams.
It’s interesting that now that I practice and teach heart work, how to enter the heart space, I realize that it is the same place, which a lot of people call Akashic records. It is an actual place, within expanded consciousness, but of course in the imagery of you own heart, it may “look” different for different people, but it is the same place, where all this information can be accessed. For some it looks like a library with books or scrolls, for me it was this sort of airport.
Incidentally, the painting was of this giant wave of light/clouds with the golden light person coming out of it.
I remember waking up feeling like, cool, there were a lot of lifetimes, but I also remember being told right before I woke that, “I hadn’t had enough lifetimes on Earth yet, so not quite completely human yet.” No idea what that meant…