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A recent reclassification decision by the moderating team has enabled the Spirit Guide Group to disperse some of its efforts from Spirituality into the public forums. While initially there may be some confusion among our previous contributors, I believe this offers an excellent opportunity to include a wider circle of members in a most exciting journey!

This is the third thread specifically for those who have experienced what may be contact with a guide while dreaming. In my personal interpretation a spirit guide is any beneficial spiritual entity which has, or appears to have, an individual consciousness. Thus what I might call an Inner Beloved or other inner guide, another person might call a spirit guide, and yet another might call a manifestation of the divine. While divination may in fact occur during a dream encounter with a guide - or during a guided dream - our primary intent is not divinatory. Our purpose has been to make contact with our guide(s) and to nurture these spiritual relationships.

All members are welcome to join in at any time - and this restructuring has provided a great opportunity for non-subscribers to do so. As we attempt to initiate or enhance our spiritual relationships, we find that there is a great deal of overlap between the various Spirit Guide threads - this thread is a part of that whole, differing only in its particular emphasis.

Although I personally find the distinction somewhat confusing since I see the varieties of consciousness as a continuum, the Spirit Guide Group Chanelling, Encounters and Meditations threads remain in the subscriber only Spirituality forum, and may be located in the Spirit Guide Group: Index.

For those subscribers interested in pursuing the Spirit Guide: Dreams archives, here are Volume One and Volume Two. I would like to suggest that to protect confidentiality - unless a subscriber has given explicit permission - material from these previous threads not be quoted here in the public forums. But for myself, I do give permission that any of my posts in the subscriber Spirit Guide Study Group threads may be quoted anywhere else within the Aeclectic system.
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Thankyou for opening this 3rd thread Sophie-David, I look forward to participating when I can.
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Thanks for starting the new thread David! I'm looking forward to everyone continuing the discussion. I know I don't often post in this thread, but I do try to keep up and feel very close to all those who choose to post their dreams for spiritual exploration.

David, if it would not be a bother, would you mind reposting your last two dream sequences? as we did not get a chance to discuss this before the other thread was closed.
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Hi Wildchilde

Cross-posting is normally not allowed. I am inquiring with Zorya what to do about this...

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I have just received advice from Zorya about the most recent Spirit Guide Dream posts which we have not had a chance to discuss yet. We could either link to them, or we could copy and repost them here. To comply with the rule about cross-posting, simply PM Zorya and request that she delete the originals.

I think it would be much better if we did copy and repost our latest dreams here so that non-subscribers would be able to participate right away and not have the frustration of trying to follow a discussion about something that they cannot see.
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This is a dream from the morning of November 14, just before the full moon in Taurus. Although there is nothing in this long sequence which in a conventional way would be seen as nightmarish or horrific, it was nonetheless a profoundly disturbing dream, so much so that I have needed over a week to begin to come to terms with it, this dream of dreams.

When the dream began I was working as a shopkeeper in a small store in a large mall. It was a narrow shop, shaped rather like a shoebox. We seemed to be selling fashion and decorating accessories like silk scarves, small sculptures, and other knickknacks. There wasn't much in the shop and I certainly wasn't troubled by customers.

I decided to leave the shop for a walk about. I was surprised to see that the shop next door, exactly like ours except empty had been left unlocked by the mall management. I remember seeing another area that I was surprised had been left unlocked also, but I cannot remember what it was. I made my way through a large department store to the north exit. Just at that moment a black limousine drove up to the exit and six or eight high fashion models got out. They were dressed in black leather or PVC and paraded through the doors into the department store, then out again and back to the limo. Photographers were taking pictures - it was obviously a staged event.

I then walked quite a distance to the western entrance to the mall. Again, just at that moment a limo drove up full of female models. This limo was white and the models were dressed in gold satins. Again they paraded a little way into the mall, the photographers took their pictures and then they left. I made my way back to my shop. When I got back and found that two women were there, also models. They asked me where I had been, and I said I had gone to check out "the dailies" - a term I recognized from movie making referring to raw cuts of what has been filmed in that day. The women were not worried that I had left the store closed for a while, as long as I was there to answer the phone after four. I realized that the store was just a front for a modeling agency. And it crossed my mind while dreaming, this is another Scorpio dream - things were not what they appeared.

The women and I were friends and we decided to go out to the cinema together. But where we went wasn't really a cinema but a studio. We were watching an observation lounge watching a large movie screen, and a famous rock band was recording the soundtrack. But I noticed that although they were cueing the music to the movie they were actually just lip-syncing and their music was actually canned. I recognized the movie, it was a famous sci-fi epic. I mentioned to my companions that I had seen the movie on the TV before, but had never caught the beginning. I remembered that I had seen it about half way through, when the hero was making his way across a desert without his crew. At that point I knew that there were some pretty explicit sex scenes, not pornographic but classically erotic.

This time I was watching the movie from the beginning, and the captain and crew were approaching an alien planet in there space ship. I remembered that I had seen clips of this part of the movie, it was famous. They landed on the planet and began the mission - I believe it was a mission of exploration. Now the point of view switched and I was the captain. We had landed in a desert area of the planet and it was important that we made the difficult journey across the desert to the other side. Our team would stop along the way to talk to the locals and determine the route. I knew that difficult thought the trek was at this point, it would get worse, and I would proceed with one or two companions, leaving the rest behind.

I realized that I had become the guardian for an orphaned young boy of about six or eight. He was basically my little shadow, we went everywhere together. We had been searching a hut for supplies and I came out and saw that one of our crew members was resting on a raised platform with an awning over it to protect it from the sun. She was an alien from this same planet, but not from this desert area. It was very hot, but it struck me as strange that she was wearing what appeared to be thin cotton nightwear, a red and blue top with blue briefs, and she had her back to me. She was a black woman with fairly short Afro style hair. She complained of being sick, that she could not eat the food. Her people would never eat the giant grasshoppers, the naquil. But she would eat them, if only there were tasty salads to go with them, but there were only the hard rations.

I confessed to her that I also had trouble eating the giant grasshoppers, but it was our only protein, and the sickness would get worse without them. They would help protect us from the desert sun. I said that I had thought I wasn't going to be able to keep them down yesterday afternoon, but the feeling had passed. Once you faced it you were OK with them from then on. She said that I was probably right, and she turned around to face me as I sat on the raised platform. The young boy was seated at my left. I asked her to stick her tongue out to see if she was dehydrated. There was a small flake on her tongue, like a cornflake, this would be some of the hard rations. Without the grasshoppers in her diet she would fall sick and die.

Then I looked at her more closely and realized that asking her to put her tongue out had been a mistake. She was very attractive indeed, her clothing hid very little, and I realized she was being intentionally provocative. But in the dream I thought, I will be safe from a seduction, the small boy is with me. The woman touched her fingers to her lips and kissed them, then to my surprise and relief she smiled and touched the forehead of the small boy with the kiss that was on her fingers. I woke up.

Well I can't remember ever having such a powerful dream experience as I did that night, which is saying something! The scenes in the desert were particularly intense. I woke up an hour early which was just as well, because it took me about half an hour of just laying in bed, trying to figure out what had just happened! I realized with some difficulty that this was no classic sci-fi that I was reliving, I had never seen this movie until now - it was an original. After I got up and had a shower I felt ravenously hungry, and realized I must have been using a tremendous amount of energy while I was asleep.

And the reason the dream was so upsetting was not that there was anything frightening or abusive, but because of the ultimate fear of the union with the spiritual and the divine. Fears of loss, of pain, abuse, separation and evil can be uncomfortable, even intolerable in the extreme. But at the basis they reinforce who we are, no matter how distorted the perception, and in that there is some comfort. But fear of transformation, of surrender into union, this fear exists a quantum level above our material fears, this is what the Bible somewhat awkwardly calls "the fear of God". It is not that God is out to get us - that is but another expression of the dualistic fears which bind us to separation and suffering - it is that the divine loves perfectly. Love casts out mortal fear, but replaces it with a fear which is much more fundamental. And our limited egos confuse this Love with Death.

Returning to the dream itself, one connection with waking reality comes to me. I had given a television/VCR combination to a friend and in setting it up I started the VCR. Then I realized that I had left a tape in there, a recording of Andromeda, and I said, "The archetypes!" Until the series ended it was the only TV that I watched in a week, and it was because I enjoyed seeing what they would do with such archetypal material. I believe that the dream director is using the image of "models" as an expression of the archetypes.

In journeying to the northern door, the portal which I connect with Pentacles in their materiality and physicality, the dream ego encounters the models or archetypes of the sexualized and overtly physical. In this "staged event" of erotic symbolism I meet the dark feminine - earthy, primal and powerful - a raw invitation into union at the sexual level through which the spiritual cannot help but be engaged. I must mention here that recent Tarot analysis of the chakras has confirmed that my Sacral is closed where once it was open. Since the activation of the Heart and Solar Plexus the ego's last defense is to wall up the Sacral, for this potential union is profoundly dangerous to continued existence in his present form. I am currently a light year away from the surrender experienced with Sophie in the dream "More Sex Please, We're British".

Then, in the view from the western portal, from the domain of the Swords of thoughtful discrimination and insight, angelic models of the high mind emerge from the upper chakras, emerging from the white and clothed in liquid gold. Here walks the creatures of spiritual vision, manifest in the Third Eye. They are equally transformative, but as long as they are not allowed to touch down and take Root, they are relatively non threatening to the ego - merely immaterial and ephemeral energies without manifestation.

So then I return to the shop which is not a shop, to my job which is not a job, and meet the models who are actually my guides. Together we journey to the dark theatre of the mind, a theatre which actually as studio - a place not only of vision and perception, but of creation and manifestation. Here a "famous", i.e. archetypal, rock band plays, cutting the sound track for a "famous" inner movie. I am about to go on a numinous journey which is rooted in the collective unconscious, for which even the rock band itself is but the medium through which the primal or "canned" music is manifest.

In this "classic" movie, I am at last starting at the beginning, fully exploring the root causes which lead to the erotic centre, the raw passion in the heart of the desert. From the celestial womb of the mothership I begin my descent into incarnation, landing on the alien world we all share together. This is the desert of unformed energy, the fire of Wands seeking manifestation. Who will bring fertility to this inner desert, the nurturing rain from above? My inner child still knows, for he is the bridge to the creative heart. As I nurture and protect him, the boy in my unconscious shadows guides me to my destiny.

And here she is, an alien also, foreign to egoic consciousness, black with the fertility of Africa, the womb of the earth - but yet a part of me, one of the cosmic crew. Like the face of God, overpowering in its uncompromising reality, I must view her from behind, for to look on her fully would be to risk losing control, to be seduced into irrevocable union with the Creative Beloved.

She is sick from lack of proper nurture, my creative heart is still in a state of brokeness, but she knows what she needs. The cure is in the grasshoppers, not the traditional locusts of the desert, but creatures of abundant and light-hearted green life, those who sing and make merry in the verdant heartland. They are called naquil, a word that was unknown to me, but which Google reveals as Naquil, the name of a black male composer and musician, a creator of electronically styled jazz (another must have for my music list). It is in union with her counterpart that she will be healed, but she must approach this unity through the heartfelt, gentle green abundance of fresh green salads, not in the cold rationing of the objectively measured "creative sessions" by which I dole out my artistic moments. Through the unconstrained release of art the oppressive heat of overabundant masculine solar energy is regulated, transformed and released.

And here is a literal statement indeed, reflecting on the nature of my ultimate fear, "Once you faced it you were OK with them from then on. She said that I was probably right, and she turned around to face me as I sat on the raised platform." Ah yes, here is the primal encounter in full extremity, for here I may pass "beyond the point of no return". I quickly reference the little boy to my left. In reversion to immaturity perhaps I may temper the potent dynamic of my aroused feminine heart. On the tongue of her creative expression lie the undigested flakes of left brained restraint - lacking the empowering fertile rains of liberated emotion, the heart dries out and withers.

Now the dream ego uses the inner child as a talisman to ward off unrestrained union. But the heart is gentle and wise, and instead of embracing the dream ego in love she touches the inner child. Through that child the man will be seduced. And now the revelation was complete.
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In the dream of Wednesday morning, November 16 just after the full moon in Taurus, a female captain and first officer were guiding a large ferry into harbour. But as they closed on the dock they decided to leave the bridge, and I think the two women may have left the ship on a small boat. The dream ego, as Chief Engineer and the default commander was asked to take over navigating the ferry into dock. The ferry had to turn around for it to dock properly. I remember powering it around in an effective but inelegant manner which might have been uncomfortable for the passengers. I knew that the two women would have done the turn much more gracefully and well timed.

The folding doors to the docking bay had to be opened in the correct sequence or they would interfere with each other. After a little experimentation I got it right and went inside the bay, landing the ferry on the pavement where the cars began to exit safely through the front ramps. The dream ended.

Lest I be afraid ever to dream again, this was a much simpler and more manageable expression of what I had dreamed two days previously. The familiar feminine duality of the Beloveds guide my ship gracefully across the waters. But when the time comes to manifest, and for the ferry to symbolically penetrate the waiting dock, there is a disconnect. The raw masculine power of the Solar Plexus is left to bring the ship into groundedness, without the vision and heart of its appointed captain. This is done successfully, if inelegantly. It is encouraging that art is being manifest, technical details are being navigated through, but the transparency and fluidity of inner integration is lacking. And God knows how we will refloat the boat!
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Hi David, thanks for reposting your last dream sequences. There is so much to work with here!!! It's hard to know where to begin...
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Although there is nothing in this long sequence which in a conventional way would be seen as nightmarish or horrific, it was nonetheless a profoundly disturbing dream, so much so that I have needed over a week to begin to come to terms with it, this dream of dreams
I'm sorry this was so disturbing for you...it appears that your Dream Director decided to take you to a whole new level that you weren't sure you were ready to explore yet...hence the initial resistance. I think you were able to come to an understanding of your reactions when you connected the confusion between Love and Death later in your post. It may also be important to point out here that Death is married to Resurrection...hence fear of divinely inspired love can translate into fear of the unknown presented by the resurrection scenario.

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I decided to leave the shop for a walk about. I was surprised to see that the shop next door, exactly like ours except empty had been left unlocked by the mall management. I remember seeing another area that I was surprised had been left unlocked also, but I cannot remember what it was. I made my way through a large department store to the north exit.
Your awareness of the unlocked doors made me think of your previous dreams of Keys. Perhaps your subconscious (or higher consciousness) was sending you a message that the doors are open to you and keys are not required for you to make a choice of what door to walk through. Interesting that one store was empty and you can't remember what was in the other. Instead of entering either, you head "North"...(in my traditions) toward your spirit self and the guides that await you there. Quite symbolic of your ability to choose the correct door wisely. I notice that you interpreted this differently.

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And here she is, an alien also, foreign to egoic consciousness, black with the fertility of Africa, the womb of the earth - but yet a part of me, one of the cosmic crew. Like the face of God, overpowering in its uncompromising reality, I must view her from behind, for to look on her fully would be to risk losing control, to be seduced into irrevocable union with the Creative Beloved.
This is an extremely powerful statement and I feel reveals exactly why this dream had such an impact on you. Looking upon the face of God/dess in many myths and traditions is equated with sure Death. Again, we see here the theme of love associated with death. The piece that seems to be missing so far is the truth of the Resurrection.

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I confessed to her that I also had trouble eating the giant grasshoppers, but it was our only protein, and the sickness would get worse without them. They would help protect us from the desert sun. I said that I had thought I wasn't going to be able to keep them down yesterday afternoon, but the feeling had passed. Once you faced it you were OK with them from then on. She said that I was probably right, and she turned around to face me as I sat on the raised platform. The young boy was seated at my left. I asked her to stick her tongue out to see if she was dehydrated. There was a small flake on her tongue, like a cornflake, this would be some of the hard rations. Without the grasshoppers in her diet she would fall sick and die.
I wasn't quite sure what to make of all the grasshoppers and such at first. But the more I think about the symbolizm, it feels very representative to me of Holy Communion. And seems to be revealing the reluctance of yourself and those around you to acceptance that the Body of the Divine lives within you. There is also something very interesting about the reluctance of the Goddess when looked at from that perspective: The Goddess desiring sustenance from above (her cosmic brother/lover), but reluctant enough about their union that she is willing to starve and die in the physical sense. This may be a message to you regarding the closed Root Chakra and how releasing your fears surrounding love and death will provide 'everlasting life' through union of the (crown) above and the (root) below.

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Now the dream ego uses the inner child as a talisman to ward off unrestrained union. But the heart is gentle and wise, and instead of embracing the dream ego in love she touches the inner child. Through that child the man will be seduced. And now the revelation was complete.
This was a very touching summary of your dream not a dream analysis. With the themes of Life, Death, and Resurrection, I would also add that the seduction is not the "Root" of the matter, but the Resurrection of the Spirit through the Child. The man (life) receives Divine Love through the innocence of the child form because the child is not bound to the Root with sexuality but with sensuality--understanding and experiencing new/divine life through all the senses, hence all the chakras.

I don't know that I have touched on anything more than what you already described, David. But I hope in some way my thoughts are helpful to you on your journey. Thanks for being so open and willing to share so much of yourself with others!
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thanks for this thread, it is really interesting ... I just thought that I would share some of my dream experiences that I suspect to be manifestations from my spirit guide/s. These all happened when I was a teenager ( I'm 21 now) and I have not had any dreams like this in the last few years.

The first one was - I dreamt that I was older ... maybe about 26, I was walking up some stairs to my apartment. Obviously, I was poor ... because my dress was faded paisley material, and I lived in a run down, small apartment. I was pregnant, and alone. I sat down on my bed, which faced a mirror, I sat down on my bed and started looking into the mirror and brushing my hair - which was long, like it is now. Suddenly a nun appeared in the reflection of the mirror ... she was smiling and friendly, I ran out of my apartment and down the stairs and onto the street and just started walking down the busy street .. but where ever I went she would always be there, in the corner of my eye ... I finally faced her and asked her what she wanted - she said that where ever I went she would always be there. And that's all I can remember really, I'm not sure if it was spirit guide or not, but I have always suspected that it was .... just thought that I would share it anyway.

I have had another vivid dream, which could be of my spirit guide, but it was incredibly strange .... and seems like a past life fragment ... or something like that ...

Anyway's, thanks for the thread
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Hi Autumn Star

Welcome! And thanks for sharing your dream.

Pregnancy is a powerful dream symbol of nurturing creativity preparing to be manifest. If we take the rundown apartment as an image of your own inner psychic space as you saw it at the time, the creative blossoming of your pregnancy brings new life into what seems like a deadend existence. There is a hidden strength here, and if you were a Tarot reader at the time, we could interpret the number of your projected age, 26, to add to 8 or feminine Strength in your Morgan Greer deck. That hidden strength lies in you, as you discover in the mirror, revealed in the nun, a virginal guide. Like the High Priestess, she reflects your own intuitive wisdom, always abiding with you.

I try to take an open mind as to whether these guides are inner or outer, because in a sense they are always both - just as the inner and outer worlds are really one and the same. As above, so below.

Deep Blessings - David
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