The last three posts ended up becoming an informal series after I had the dream that became the basis of this one. If you’re just joining us and need to catch up, the other two can be found here, and here.
A quick recap: soon after editing and posting my recent article on the connection between negative influence and the concept of gravity, I went to bed and had a dream that not only demonstrated its validity, but tied in some work I had been doing with the “woman in red” archetype previously, as well as the message I received from an unexpected visitor and recounted in the previous post.
The dream opened with me walking through a corporate office with a sense of purpose (which, for anyone who’s actually seen me, may be an amusing mental picture in itself). I passed by a group of beautiful women in flashy performance costumes, standing in formation as if they had just done a show. Two or three of them were excitedly trying to get my attention so I’d stop and say hello. As I went to do so though, a scruffy misshapen guy, wearing one of their costumes, stepped out of the group to block my path, staring me down with a mix of hatred and smugness.
After jumping back a bit and thinking to myself “…well this is slightly peculiar,” and sensing what was happening and who it came from even though I wasn’t lucid, I was just disgusted. I rolled my eyes and shoved past him, saying “screw you buddy, I’ve got work to do.” As I went by one of the girls was still motioning me over, being pleasant and giving off noticeably positive energy, so I smiled and gave her a little handshake-squeeze as I went back to what I was doing, feeling brightened after the unpleasantness prior.
As I walked past, I heard two male voices behind me. “Aren’t you gonna screw with him?” “Nah, he hasn’t eaten enough.” At that I saw a flash and got the odd impression that it was “behind the scenes” of the main dream – a very questionable looking plate of donuts that appeared to be full of lead shavings, and radiating a nasty, poisonous vibe.
The scene flashed back to the office, where I was handed some mail. The first thing was a little package from a friend in California, just to say hi, which contained several large quartz crystals. The second was a substantial and unexpected financial gift.
The scene then changed to myself, entering a bank to deposit the surprise check, and sitting down with a decidedly unpleasant employee at their computer. I’m not a fan of such situations in general and was hoping it would just go through without any weird hassle, and the employee was being snappy about the whole affair. With that, another very attractive woman walked up, who seemed pointedly designed to fit the LA version of the “woman in red” stereotype, and insisted she urgently had to interrupt us, which visibly irritated the teller. The standing woman playfully rested her elbow on my head, and the two of them proceeded to have a conversation about some key elements of the very mythological / metaphysical themes I’ve been thinking on lately. She finished what she was saying and started to walk away, at which point I was told my deposit had gone through without a problem. Thinking to myself “well that was strangely relevant,” I turned around to regard the woman leaving as if to say “alright, what just happened here?” and she waved back, looking pleased with herself.
I woke up feeling the tell-tale sign of negative dream interference, associated with Scruffy McGee from earlier; namely, a quantity of dense, energetic tar lodged in my system. Interestingly, unlike other similar encounters in the past, I only felt the density, rather than having it be dense, heavy, energy-draining and radiating a sense of anxiety, despair or something equally unpleasant. It cleaned out easily, and the sense left by the more positive and enjoyable elements of the dream remained long into the day.
Observations
I found this dream both important and fascinating on a lot of fronts. First, it obviously has implications in the psychic self defense department, and I consider it a demonstration that my experimenting to counter the natural gravitational “pull” of more energetically dense negative influences and thus negate their default advantage, has been extremely successful.
Before I did the work on this issue, dream interference would have meant that the entire night’s dreams would have been warped by the intrusive energy, and taken on a dark, dirty aesthetic that would be familiar to anyone who’s seen the Saw films. Those who have some experience in this area will probably also notice the common tactic of trying to take something positive and desirable, and twist it into a distorted and disturbing version of itself in order to create a subconscious aversion. As it was though, the office and other settings remained normal, the positive elements and people were not affected, and the negative ones stuck out very obviously (and thus were easily avoided). This is the first time I’ve ever seen this mix of elements in the same dream, with an obvious distinction between them. Usually if there’s going to be an intrusion or an unpleasant turn of events, it’s going to quickly drag down the entire dream sequence, or otherwise dreams usually take on roughly the same tone throughout, even if positive.
The donut-related flash and the phrase “hasn’t eaten enough” seems to offer a glimpse into the mechanics of dream interference – an amount of energetic “tar” is sent into one’s energy body, which draws out one’s own dark and unpleasant subconscious material, as well as attaching to and corrupting more positive elements in a darker direction and taking the whole thing toward the lower astral, likely giving an intrusive entity a large payoff for a small investment. Of course without the advantage of its natural drag-effect, everything stayed where it was to begin with, and a clear separation was very evident, vibrationally speaking.
The mix of the performing women and office indicates that I have been successful in my efforts to tear down the subconscious divide between work and leisure, and correct in my assumption that the “lady in red” archetype is best aligned as part of our foundation, not separate from or even in conflict with it. Though brief, my encounter took my mind off the negative interference, put me in a good state to be productive, and arguably made possible the segue into something even better.
The elements of the women in red (earthy pleasures), the quartz crystals (clarity, spirituality) from a distant friend (connectedness) and the financial gift (material security and surprise blessings) all being present and manifesting positively, indicates that not only do these things NOT have to be in conflict, and are NOT mutually exclusive – it may well be that we get the best results when they are all honored and acting in cooperation with each other. It seems worth noting that it wasn’t even clear what I was doing in that office, and work (struggle) played no part in the other elements. This seems to confirm my suspicion that the proper place for struggle is to develop mind and will, not necessarily to produce the resources to survive, much less to enjoy life. In short: the current model of work / life ratio that most people labor under, is both faulty and changeable – but it involves making friends with many of the very things we’ve been taught to view as the enemies of productivity and virtue.
The sequence in the bank put an exclamation point on this theme, and seemed tailored to confirm the validity of the work I’ve done and turn a lot of stereotypes on their heads all at once. I had decided to see if I could frame the women in red archetype as a teacher rather than an obstacle to learning, and here was this one giving some impromptu confirmation of things I’ve been wondering about. Having also grown up being conditioned by the “gold digger” stereotype that is arguably more prominent in southern California than anywhere else, I decided to uproot that one as well. I have come to strongly suspect that this is yet another perversion we’ve been led to believe and manipulated to act out in order to divide and limit our potential. In reality I strongly suspect that without the beliefs and cultural / religious conditioning, the feminine principle is not only the one responsible for producing the raw resources, even ex nihilo, but is also capable of making them easier to come by. The “woman in red” aspect of the feminine is just the one that says “I’ll go one better; let us make the resources of a high quality, and their acquisition a fun and often magical process, too.”
And Palehorse saw this, and said that it was good.
Reflections
Once separated from the unhealthy influences that have co-opted and distorted her to our detriment, the “woman in red” symbolizes the ability to not only move beyond struggling for the basic necessities, but is an important component of realizing one’s most deeply held desires. Those desires aren’t meant to be a distraction or a hindrance, they’re there for a reason, and that reason is to give you a glimpse of your own authentic nature and a way to explore it. I have begun working with this aspect symbolically and getting it integrated into my life in a way that works for me – but it’s something we all relate to in some way (even if not as an actual woman or overtly feminine symbol, so don’t get tied up in being too literal here), and whether your relationship with her is a beneficial one, is up to you.
Is she a trap that you have to keep from consuming your resources, or does she help multiply those resources and encourage you to enjoy and share them?
Is she a symbol of the unattainable; “out of your league”? Or is she telling you to knock that shit off and encouraging you to start treating yourself better and exploring your potential?
Is she an enemy of healthy relationships and a source of competition, or something that can be integrated and welcomed into all of them, romantic, platonic and otherwise, to add a whole new dynamic?
Is she incompatible with spirituality; a pitfall and a distraction, or a sacred part of the Self that should be expressed in balance, which frees up our resources to focus more on the spiritual; even show us that spirituality and materiality can blend and compliment each other rather nicely?
You tell me!
–Palehorse
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