Dream Archaeology in the House of Many Lives

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In my dream, I am moving into a house in Italy. The house is built on top of a pyramid that is buried underground.  Showing me around the house is my dream guide. He is telling me what I will be learning about while living there.  He tells me this is also a house where counterparts in other lifetimes exist. It is here that I will learn about who I truly am.  I am shown a lifetime where my older sister is a Witch, and she is sewing tarot images into colorful cloth panels, making them for divination.  She is my teacher. EOD

In researching this dream, I discovered that in fact there was a discovery of underground pyramids that were uncovered beneath the wine cellar of a house in Italy last year.

A group of Italian and American archaeologists discovered a unique underground pyramid in the town of Orvieto, Italy. The constructions carved in volcanic limestone rock were found underneath a wine cellar of a residential house. All lower constructions were completely buried under the ground.

http://news.discovery.com/history/ancient-egypt/etruscan-pyramids-120918.htm

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There is a system of what is believed to be 5 pyramids connected by Caniculo, underground tunnels of which at least 2 pyramids have been uncovered. The pyramids are believed to be built by the ancient Etruscan people dating back to the 5th century BC.  The Etruscan people are considered to be the keepers of the Old Religion from which the practice of Stregheria was passed down, or Italian traditional Witchcraft.  According to Wikipedia “Stregheria use the ritual tools of cup, wand, pentacle and blade, which are seen in the suits of occult or divinatory tarot cards. ”

The Stregheria have a fascinating history rooted in the presence of Aradia, a pagan priestess who incited a rebellion against slavery and the power of the Roman Christian Church to oppress the peasant classes and those who followed the “Old Religion”.

This dream has sparked a lot of research and further digging on my part to unearth a part of buried history, but also recover more information in what appears to be connected to a life lived before as an Etruscan Witch.

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Soul Mother

by Willow Arlenea Image by Willow Arlenea

Soul Mother

By Valley Reed © 2013

I am dreaming inside the earth, deep inside her darkened womb. I see colors emerge of a rich dark red, swirling amidst the deep darkness of earth. An  inward spiral flowing back out again. The swirling energy of life, appears now as a red cloak covering a beautiful goddess. Her long hair is draped down around her looking like a Renaissance painting.  I am drawn in by her beauty and she is wrapped inside the sacred color of life and blood.  She gives birth to new souls emerging from her womb.  The souls appear as a dark shadow at first, and then drifting up through the surface of the earth, they transform like alchemy into children of golden light. Her work as Soul Mother, flows on continually bringing forth soul, after soul, into this realm. She is the life giver who brings us life and to her, we will always return.  She is the Alchemist, changing the dark matter of the earth and the soul, into gold ready to merge with the light of  the sun and spirit.

The Great Mother creatrix gives birth to the prima materia, soul matter. This continual birth of soul matter from the heart of the earth, is perhaps the innumerable creative soul works that are always flowing into our realm from the depths of the womb of the Earth Mother. Hers is a constant love to birth forth more soul into our world. Hers is a remembering of the sacred power of the mother, who through her love and body continually brings forth soul creations to nurture life. I honor her on Mothers’ Day and the ability to bring forth and nurture soul work through the depths of my being and into the light of day. I honor my creative abilities to birth something new into the world.

Rainbow Serpent Dreamtime

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Rainbow Serpent Dreamtime

In the midst of a conscious dream,  I see three Aborigine men playing music and singing a sacred song. The songlines take me into the Dreamtime. I begin to see the mythic Aboriginal Rainbow Serpent emerge and it spreads giant across the stars looming before me. I also become aware that this same energy exists within me, and the rainbow serpent begins to emerge from my heart and solar plexus. This creative energy is undulating in and out of my heart weaving between my heart and the stars. The creative pulse of this ancient cosmic dance, brings tremendous energy into my body and my being.  I am expanding ever outward into the spiraling dance of the dreamtime, and returning again and again to the universe expanding inside of me.  EOD

The Aborigine Rainbow Serpent of the Dreamtime and the songs that evoke her, create the world. The energy of the ley lines tell where to find water and navigate the land. The energy lines are evoked by the songs and carry the stories of universe, stars, people, plant animal, river and stone. The stories carry me into the dreamtime. Many indigenous peoples understand that the dream world is the real world, and where our waking reality is created. The songlines and dreamlines  are also connected with the energy ley lines on earth, as a map to navigate during dream travel. We are connected with the universe and the ground upon which we walk, as integrally as with our own breath. Our body carries the stories of our lives, just as the earth and the universe carry the stories of creation, that is ever being created.  We are ever creating the sacred stories of the universe, the earth and our body, with each breath we take, and every beat of our heart and every dream we enter. This dance is being dreamed by our ancestors and they are inviting us to dance with them, out of which a new world may be born.

Tracking the Dreamtime

My dreams have been teaching me about the indigenous mind over the years.  I have gone dreaming with Indigenous Peoples from Kyrgyzstan, Africa, Mexico, Aboriginal people of Australia, and also U.S. Southwestern and Hawaiian Native Peoples among others. The indigenous mind might say, “I went dreaming”. Many westerners like to describe dreams they share by saying, “I had a dream” it seems almost in passing, and indeed much of the dream, may pass from our memory on waking. The indigenous mind shares dreams as an experience and a real place one can visit or where ancient ancestors may come calling on you for a visit.

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Naming Ceremony

When my daughter was 4 years old,  I had an extraordinary experience of a visit from the powers of dreaming. I was not yet asleep, but sitting up  in bed in my darkened room, about to lay down and rest.  I saw what appeared as blue lightening, streak across my bedroom. I knew it was from someone of power paying me a visit. I was astonished by what I saw, but not afraid at all. I was calm in fact, and  somehow seemed to know what was about to happen.  I looked out my bedroom window and saw a man standing there, somehow familiar to me. He sent me a telepathic message asking permission to come inside. I knew he wanted to take me on a journey and so I gave permission inwardly and settled into to bed.  The second I closed my eyes,  I was transported to a foreign land where a ceremony was going on.  We were outside and there were a number of large boulders in a somewhat barren landscape at night. We were among a  small group of people who had gathered for this ceremony. He let me know it was a naming ceremony for my 4 year old daughter. She would receive her spiritual name during the ceremony and I was invited to participate as her mother and hold witness to the ceremony. I was not allowed to know her secret spiritual name, but there to give my permission and blessings on the ceremony.

There have been other stories I have shared here in my blog, that recount extraordinary dreams. One thing I am beginning to learn is how this plays into my life and how I can understand the dreamtime, where time and space exist simultaneously, without separation.  Indigenous peoples pass on the stories of their culture, which are interwoven and inseparable with the land where they live.  In the dreamtime, one can travel to a possible future, or the storied past, all existing in the present.  The Indigenous Mind does not think of time as linear, but circular where always, there is a return.

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Return of the Ancient

When my son was 3 years old, I had a dream that I was sitting on a Mesa overlooking the Grand Canyon. An ancient elder sat across from me drawing a circle in the dirt with a stick. He began to trace the circle and tell me about my son, who he is and why he is here. He let me know, that my son had not reincarnated on this plane in a very long time. I asked him how long, and he pointed at the canyon and I saw it was no longer there, but now stood as one solid land mass. That is a very long time, I thought to myself.

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Lizard Woman

I hear music playing in my dream and suddenly, I am looking at a map of Arizona.  A journey is laid out for me on the map in rainbow colors that show a route of travel to places I must visit and tracks the path I must follow.  I am then in the landscape of a dessert terrain, with some large trees that are near a spring of water. There is one Tree in particular I am drawn toward, and as I draw nearer,  I can hear a woman speaking to me.  She is calling to me in a haunting lilting cadence, “Come to this place, it is time for you to claim your power.  It is time for you to come to this land for healing and claim your own power.”  I see her working with me, and she buries me partially in the earth, as she does a healing ceremony for me. Now I am in an underground hogan, where herbs hang from the ceiling and I lay covered with a native designed blanket and I am dreaming. In my dream within a dream,  I see a huge Gila Lizard that lives beneath the earth. It stretches giant across Arizona and lives beneath the ground.  I am aware of this ancient place where the land is interwoven with the stories of the peoples who have lived here for centuries.  The powers of the land, guard these sacred places.  Years later, I learned that the Gila Lizard is sacred to the Navajo people as a  great healing ally.  The name Gila even evokes the sound of Heal.  In this dream, my power was hunting me and singing me into being.  I once again feel this place of power calling to me inside myself.  I am ready to follow the rainbow tracks and songlines of the dreamtime, ready to discover my place of power on the path of an ancient people who have called to me.

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2012 in review

The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2012 annual report for this blog.

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4,329 films were submitted to the 2012 Cannes Film Festival. This blog had 15,000 views in 2012. If each view were a film, this blog would power 3 Film Festivals

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It’s Only Just a Dream

It’s Only Just a Dream….how many of us have heard this seemingly harmless phrase after sharing a dream with someone at some point in our libloodroseves?  I have heard stories from others who tell of their “Just a Dream” experiences, often in childhood, and what followed was a lack of respect for the dreamer and the dream, leaving a scar and broken trust. But what you will see in my story is a tale of caution, where labeling a dream as “Just a Dream” could spell the difference between life and death.

Back in the mid 80’s I worked for a Commercial Real Estate Developer in Downtown Dallas, Texas during the Savings & Loan Crisis, which caused many companies to go bankrupt. The company I worked for was no exception, and so I also became a casualty of the economic crisis and suddenly found myself out of a job. I was young with limited work experience and found it difficult to find work. The only job I could find was to work as a rose girl trolling through bars in the evenings selling roses to amorous couples, or some guy hoping to get lucky with that pretty girl.

One night before I was scheduled to work as a “rose girl”, I had an unusual dream that changed my life.

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I see myself dressed in my rose girl uniform in a red jacket, black shorts and fishnet nose, and I am walking around Belle Star, a popular country and western bar, carrying my rose basket. I walk slowly around the bar and it is crowded. I make my rounds through the place and head back towards the front, as I do a man bursts through the door and begins shooting. I see myself hold my neck with one hand as I fall to the ground in slow motion and the roses spilling out everywhere. I have been shot in the neck, and am lying dead on the floor surrounded by a pool of blood with roses spread all around me. EOD.

I awake from this dream terrified, my body is shaking and I know I have just seen my own death. I shared the dream, fearing for my life, with my now ex-husband, who tells me frankly, “Oh it is just a dream,……..you have to go to work we need the money.” I was almost persuaded by his goading and pressure that I needed to go to work, but I was still very afraid, and so I called into work to tell them I was sick and would not be coming in. They were very upset with me, and told me they had given me the very best route of clubs to work that night and I would make alot of money. They told me what clubs they had scheduled me to work and at what time, and Belle Star was one of the clubs on that list. They also told me if I didn’t come to work and called in sick they would have to fire me. I didn’t want to lose my job and so I somehow mustered the courage to get myself dressed for work and drove in that direction. While driving down the highway, I saw a really bad car accident that had just happened. The car was totaled and I could somehow sense that someone had died in that car wreck. My hands began to shake on the steering wheel, and I began to feel the same sensation I experienced in the dream about seeing my own death. I could not physically force myself to drive to work after that, I was too shaken by the whole experience, and my body knew the real danger I was heading toward. I turned around and drove home instead.

My then husband at the time, was very angry with me, and yelled at me for being irresponsible by not going to work. My employer was not pleased with me either and fired me for not showing up for my shift. I was feeling pretty low about the whole situation. The next day however, on the front page of the newspaper, was a story about a man who had gone into a popular country western bar called Belle Starr and began shooting, and two people were shot. http://www.chron.com/CDA/archives/archive.mpl/1987_443477/man-dressed-in-black-shoots-2-in-dallas-club.html

I was astounded, that could have been me! I felt I had been touched by grace somehow, and that for some reason I was given information in a dream which saved my life. Clearly there was more to dreaming than I had previously been lead to believe. Never again would I look at any dream as “just a dream”.

My life changed after that day and I made a determination to honor my dreams from that day forward. I began to look more deeply into the messages my dreams had for me, and I started writing my dreams down in journals.  I soon realized by keeping a dream journal, that many dreams I recorded had content which connected to events in waking life. They were not as dramatic as the rose girl dream, but just normal everyday occurrences would also appear in my dreams. I discovered that deja vu experiences I had often had, were a result of having dreamt it before, rather than lived it before.  I determined that dreams are a place where we can create our life and often give us glimpses of what may come.  I also began to have out of body experiences, and once found myself hovering above my body connected to my physical body by a luminous cord of fuchsia colored light which lit up the entire room in that hue. I felt the strong loving energy of the light which enveloped the room, and was confused about why I was looking at my physical body asleep in bed as I was hovering above. I wondered how this could happen, and suddenly found myself slammed back into my body and abruptly woke up. I was having what is known as an “out of body experience”, but at the time I was unfamiliar with this, and so I began to explore lucid dreaming and astral travel.  I learned that I was not confined to my physical body but could travel in my night time excursions beyond the physical.

These experiences were a turning point in my life, which set me on an exploration of consciousness, dreaming and shamanism. I have recorded my dreams now for over 25 years and studied many aspects and approaches to dreaming. The approach that I value most is Active Dreaming, a synthesis of modern day dream work with ancient shamanic dream practices.  Active Dreaming was developed through the pioneering work of  Robert Moss and it is through his dream teacher training and depth workshops over the years that I have joined the ranks of dream teachers around the world who are helping to create a dream sharing community once again. I offer classes and workshops on Active Dreaming where we explore the many ways dreams provide guidance and healing as we travel our life path and beyond.  Dreams have the ability to lead us out of danger and onto a path of heart and soul. All we have to do to start on this path is dream, and share our dreams in a way that offers respect for the dreamer and the dream. The lightning method of dream sharing is an excellent way to share dreams in a way begins with the felt sense of the dreamer upon waking, followed by a reality check,  for clues of a possible future which may play out in our dreams. The process asks “What do you most want to know from the dream” as an important touch stone to work from and then moves to “What action do you want to take?” This process is a quick method of dream sharing that points to the important aspects to work from when discovering your dreams. Dreaming the future does not mean your waking life must play out the same way. My story exemplifies how it is possible to change the outcome of a dream, if appropriate action is taken. Conversely, if a dream is showing us our heart’s desire, we have only to gather our courage and act.

Valley Reed 2012 ©

The Spiritual Mountaintop

Standing on the Spiritual Mountain June 5, 2012

I dreamt of seeing myself on a Spiritual Mountaintop, where I am a Giant among others who are present with me. I am the only Goddess among a group of several other Gods. We are all Giant in appearance and embody the presence of a God or Goddess in this spiritual terrain. From the heights of the etheric spiritual mountain, one could gaze down below to see the physical mountain.  A spiritual pilgrim throws his rope up onto the mountain peak where we stand, and suddenly everyone has the instinct to hide and not be seen. Everyone except me, ducks for cover. I stand in full view, the only one willing to risk being seen. The lone figure emerges from the side of the mountain and he is elated to have reached his destination. He stands looking back at me confused to be met by the presence of a Giant Goddess.  All the other Gods are hiding from him and the pilgrim does not know they are there. The Gods believe they cannot be seen, because he is not yet ready. I don’t agree with this perspective and stand in full view, ready to meet this spiritual pilgrim.  I  look into his eyes and see his confusion and realize, he is not yet ready to receive the wisdom he is seeking. I gaze back at him with loving compassion. He has gotten what he came looking for, but it was not what he expected. EOD.

In this dream I am experiencing my larger self, among others there with me. I experience this differently than my male counterparts who seem afraid to be seen as gods in the presence of the ascent of a seeker. I feel that religious perspective often describes this perspective, that a mere mortal cannot withstand the presence of the god/goddess. This etheric realm of the higher self is where the lower self seeks to come in contact with the higher nature of our own divine being. It is not separate from us, but a part of our true nature. The actual physical mountain top can be seen from just below this etheric realm, and it is something we have access to discovering for ourselves. It seems not only is mortal man perhaps afraid of being in the presence of god, yet compelled to climb forth as a seeker, but in my dream the gods themselves were afraid of connecting with their lower nature. Is it because if these two realms came together, we would be exposed as humans capable of becoming the gods we seek yet truly are?  Would we be afraid that others would not understand and seek to persecute us for arriving on this spiritual landscape?  In my dream, I felt the experience of being exposed, yet I was not afraid. It seemed only natural to greet this pilgrim on his journey toward reaching the spiritual mountaintop. When arriving on this terrain, it is the descent which takes the most courage, both for the seeker and for our higher self.

Perhaps it is time for the Patriarchal Gods to duck and cover, this is something the Goddess has been doing for a very long time. Perhaps it is time for the Goddess to be seen in full view in all her power for what she is, much to the confusion of modern man.

Compassion is the way down from the spiritual mountaintop, and being willing to receive those who come before us with love and compassion is the road ahead.

Footsteps of the Ancestors

Ten Bears as Earth Spirit – June  2006

I have been dreaming about Giants in many of my dreams over the past five years or so. I believe the first instance was when my first shamanic teacher, Bart Anderson “Ten Bears,” passed away in 2006. I dreamed of his crossing over shortly after hearing about his death.  In the dream, I saw him transform from his human form, into a Giant Nature Spirit that lived close to the earth.

Happy goes home with the African Ancestors  October 2009

A few years later a dear friend passed away, “Happy” Shel Weisman who was a community leader for African Drum Circles in North Texas and founder of the non profit organization, Drums Not Guns.  The night before his death, I dreamt of seeing the giant feet of the African ancestors walking upon the earth. Four sacred gatekeepers who had come to take him home.

Earth Guardian

In a dream in 2009, I saw myself as a Giant Goddess sitting upon the earth and an unseen voice tells me, “You are a guardian of the earth.” I see a golden streak of light travel the starlit sky and down into my body through my spine and into my womb. The golden light reveals an ancient labyrinth inside my earthen womb. I am firmly rooted to earth and heaven, as I sit in a sacred circle in the portal of the East as Gatekeeper and Earth Guardian.

The footprints left by these ancient beings are calling me to take my place among them. They anchor in my body and stretch my energy and awareness to grow large enough to encompass heaven and earth. They call me to other lands to remember who I am. I seek to honor the steps of the Ancestors, in my walk upon this Earth

Join me in this walk with the Ancestors  at an upcoming retreat, “Reclaiming Ancestral Wisdom ” September 2-4, 2016.  Recover Ancestral wisdom in a safe supportive circle of dreamers, as we travel our bloodlines and source our dna to recover what has been lost and release transgenerational trauma with kundalini yoga, conscious group shamanic dream journeys, exploring dreams with the lightning method of dream sharing, give away fire ceremony and a sound healing labyrinth journey. In this depth retreat we may discover hidden ancestors, but also meet our spiritual kin and guides. We may also find, just as we are seeking our spiritual guides and ancestors, they are also seeking us. Join us for this exploration of the other side, where your kin await your arrival and are ready to embark on this healing journey together with you.