Time Travel – Awaken the Sacred Dream

Dreaming with Tesla

Tesla has been showing up in my dreams more and more frequently over the past 6 years. He has taught me about time travel, energy portals, and the different ways we can use energy. When I first encountered him, it was in connection with embodying ancestral energy, and sacred objects as portals of time travel, and whales as wisdom keepers and transporters on the cosmic seas of time.

Tesla and the Time Traveling Cosmic Whale – 2014

I see my dream body change into colors of red/orange/yellow and have a long lithe appearance like a dancer. I know it is the presence of the ancestors visiting me. I begin to speak about how connections with the ancestors works, and that it is through the bloodlines we carry, which connects us to them and they to us. I am sitting next to a man with dark hair and mustache, at a long old wooden table, who is drinking coffee.

Now – I am standing with a indigenous woman who is my teacher, and we are looking at a glass case holding Native American artifacts, one is made from a deep green and gold luminescent stone, like Labradorite. A heavy stone, and a bit larger than my hand. My teacher reaches through the glass and takes the artifact out, and gives to me.

I then leave the restaurant and am walking down the street, I realize I am suddenly in another time. I see a man, with dark hair and mustache, and in a formal Victorian era suit, sitting at an outdoor cafe having a coffee. I ask him what his plans are, he points toward the boardwalk.

I look at where he points and see a beached whale on the boardwalk, and his huge mouth is wide open. The man takes his leave and calmly walks through the portal. I see many animals, whales, dolphins, seals, and other sea creatures entering the portal of the whale. Now a procession of people, generations of people, are being pulled into this portal, to travel inside this whale. There are a group of women dressed in Victorian style dress who walk into the portal. A group of children of all ages follow them, and the last to make it through are several babies crawling and rolling themselves through, laying in the mouth of the great whale. Some older children come to help them and carry them the rest of the way inside, so that the portal can close with the mouth of the whale. They are now ready to take their journey into the cosmos and the huge whale begins to slowly move away with all this ancestral energy inside.

Soul of my Soul Journey – September 2017

A blue light reaching down, pulling me up and out. I see the pages opening and turning of an immense thick book. I recognize this book, an ancient record of all my lives and spiritual work. A my guide appears after I have gone through the leaves of the very top of my Tree of Life. He has a mustache, brown hair, and an intelligent face and a bright smile. He is Nikola Tesla. He is friendly and not intimidating. He encourages me to look through the book. He tells me he is my spiritual intellect. I am very afraid to access what I know in this thick book. He invites me to sit on the stone throne where two Lions guard either side. I sit on the Oversoul throne and see a portal of light open above my head. A turning globe of dreams from other lifetimes and parallel worlds I can enter. He gets down on the steps below me and tells me he is there to serve me. I am overwhelmed by this meeting of the soul of my soul, and honoring of my being.

He takes me to a table where some papers are laid out and I can look over my contracts. He is patient and does not pressure me to look at them. The table appears like the ancestor altar, and he encourages me to work with the energy. This is my path and how I will come to know myself in a new way, and meet the people who I am meant to connect.

Tesla Lightning Portal 2-23-18

An intense lightning storm is blazing outside, I am on my way to bed and am tempted to stay up a bit later to watch the lightning in the storm. I love lightning. I decide sleep is more tempting and crawl into bed. I notice as I drift into a conscious dream state, there is a presence in the storm reaching out to me, trying to contact me in Morse code. I can feel it pulling on my energy. I ask who it is and get no response, and decline the invitation to connect. The lightning strikes outside, and I can feel it shining on my face through my bedroom window. I find myself suddenly in the midst of a conscious dream inside a massive thundercloud, where a swirling vortex of blue and white energy opens in the portal before me. The man who steps through is Nikola Tesla, the visionary inventor who has appeared in previous dreams, especially connected with time travel and ancestral energy. I was told that the purpose of this storm was a transfer of energy from sacred sites around the world, the location of these sacred vortexes of energy are shifting. This transfer of energy is being brought to places on the Earth where change is needed. The blue lightning is the energy of change. I then opened myself to these shifting energies and felt it streaming through my crown chakra, and throughout my entire being. This went on until the storm outside passed.

When I was at a conference in Sarajevo in June of 2019, I was walking around old town and saw a statue of Tesla sitting on the sidewalk outside of a bar in his name. I was taken aback when I saw it. It appeared so much like my dreams of seeing him sitting at a sidewalk cafe drinking coffee. His dress was always impeccable, with a suite and vest and tie, a slight man with a humble voice, and an incredible intellect. He came from Croatia, and was a visionary inventor, who foresaw the invention of wireless cell phones in the 19th century. It is said, he used his imagination to create his inventions, and even worked out all the details and kinks in his mind, before creating them in physical reality. He knew amazing things about energy, some of which is still not understood to this day. He was interested in Time Travel, and he claimed to have had contact with beings from other star systems. He was truly ahead of this time, perhaps he was a time traveler after all. Perhaps we are now on the cusp of a new age, a time of dreaming a new world, and reality creation. Tesla was familiar with all of these things. I have questioned why a genius like Tesla would have any interest in me, but when I think about it, we have several things in common.

1) The power of reality creation through the imagination and dreams.

2) A fascination with Time Travel.

3) A love of lightning

4) Energy Portals

All four of these are areas of deep inquiry and exploration for me. I often find myself entering into conscious dreams, and practicing reality creation. Traveling through time in dreams by tracking a potential future, or visiting the past. Turning up ancient discoveries through dream archaeology, or exploring the nature of the multiverse through inter-dimensional portals.

The Keeper Of Time

One thing I have learned to watch for in dreams is the “reality check”. This is an important step included in the Lightning Dream Sharing Method, designed by Robert Moss and practiced as part of Active Dreaming. Our attention to details that appear in dreams, about people, places and things, can offer up time ques to help determine if there is psychic information being relayed of a possible future.

We dream the future often, and the information may be interwoven with other metaphorical or narrative story lines and not presented literally, but for those who “Dream True”, there may indeed be a glimpse of a possible future, which comes visiting in explicit detail. When we pay attention to our dreams, and look through the lens of the “reality check”, we may notice even more slipping through from the other world in the form of synchronicity, deja vu, and serendipity.

Another aspect of the reality check has to do with dreaming into the past, which can not only bring through memories of our current life from our younger self, but also far memories of past lives, or personalities living in parallel dream realities. We may be able to dig into some dream archaeology, for some cross cultural dreaming in another time and place with time travel.

How do you Time Travel in Dreams you ask? Well because time is not a linear concept in dreams, we are not limited by the past, present or future. They all exist in the same moment. It’s all happening right now! Experienced travelers of dreams, understand they are not limited by time or space in dreaming.

Becoming a Time Traveler is as close as your dreams. One of my most interesting dream experiences of time travel came to me from a primordial guide who introduced him/herself as the Keeper of Time.

The Keeper of Time

In my dream standing before me is a being with wings, made of a primordial plasma like energy, full of many beautiful bright colors of light swirling within. Who are you? I asked, and the wise angelic being before me replied, I am the “Keeper of Time” (KOT).

Things got interesting then, when the “KOT” began looking me over from head to toe, and decided it was time I grew my own set of wings, and helped me to do so. A pair of wings sprouted forth from my scapula bones, made from vibrant multicolored plasmic energy. Off we went flying through the dreamsphere, traveling back through time with the “KOT” as my guide.

“Everything is going to be alright”

I found myself and my traveling companion now standing behind a distraught woman with long blonde hair, dressed in a blue gown wearing a crown. She overlooked a stormy sea with the waves crashing against the castle. She stood there considering her own death, trying to decide if she should go through with it. Her scandal involved a pregnancy with her lover, and not her king. I stood there in my angelic guise whispering in her ear. “You don’t have to kill yourself, everything is going to be alright” She revives new hope and chooses not to go through with her plans to kill herself.

Dark Dolmen Dolmen

I fly to another destination in time with my guide, where a small girl skips across a field in front of a dark dolmen, where a presence emerges from underneath. It moves in a dark energy form, and spews forth hateful and unspeakable desires toward the innocent girl. I feel horror at the evil hatred that is directed at the girl child, and the dark spirit which desires to own not only her, but all women. She hurriedly moves away from this place of evil, seeking safety from the dark presence she feels stalking her.

Breastplate

Now I find myself, flying to another time and place with my guide and arrive in the midst of a ceremony taking place. A druid priest, with a grey beard wearing a ceremonial robe and a breastplate of sacred stones, stands in a sacred grove on a small cropping of boulders, with a meager group of priestesses. Together they speak sacred words of enchantment and protection for women, fighting against the scourge of evil, which has become unleashed.

Perhaps these words from St. Patrick’s Breastplate, are some of what was spoken.

I bind to myself today to
The power of Heaven,
light of sun,
brightness of moon,
splendor of fire,
flash of lightning,
swiftness of wind,
depth of sea,
stability of earth,
compactness of rock.

The Potion Maker

I once dreamed into the past, where I was a potion maker in the heart of a Castle on the coast of Ireland. I was tasked as a healer to keep the community safe and healthy, and made potions from a magical herb garden. The garden was tended by my two elfin assistants. I was in the midst of making a potent potion for an important community ceremony. The elfin helpers went to the garden to collect the ingredients needed, and then we mixed up a potion that looked like brownies, which were baked with the herbs inside, and then stamped with a magical seal. When the magical brownies came out of the oven, they were then brought to the courtyard, where two large tree trunks from ancient trees had been felled, sacrificed for the ceremony. The prepared magical mixture was spread on the surface of the tree trunks, with prayers offered for fertility and the continuation of the clan.

It seems they were loosing numbers of future generations. They launched the sacrificial logs and offerings of prayers into the sea, and they were carried over the waves until reaching me in my time, where I received the dream of the ancestors and their hopes for future generations. The prayers sent were like a message in a bottle, across the seas of time, invoking assistance for what they saw coming, a crisis of human survival on the Earth. The prayers were a plea to make things right in their time, and in mine. I wish I knew how, only my dreams can tell.

Extrasensory Dreaming

Discovering your Super Powers in Dreams, is one of the most alluring and memorable aspects of dreaming for most of us, beginning in our childhood dreams. We learn we can fly in dreams, and travel to places near and far, in this world and the next. A place where the multiverse awaits exploration. Children are excellent dreamers, because they remember how to fly.

My childhood dream memories have eluded me for most of my life, due to repressed trauma from growing up in an environment of domestic violence and sexual abuse. I only began recalling most of my dreams after I had a pre-cognitive dream which saved my life, when I was in my mid 20’s. Something woke up inside of me from that experience, confirming something my soul already knew, that my life has meaning, and my dreams were there to protect and guide me.

One of the most important elements of dreaming, is the ability we have to dream the future, not only as individuals, but also collectively. This is of key importance in the times we now face, where dark dreams prevail and the profound challenges of global warming are revealed each day. We are truly in this together, and it is in dreams, where we may find the answers to life’s most challenging situations. The key is to have the courage to look into our deepest and darkest places, the creative impulse to soar into our brightest dreams, the discipline to remember and record dreams, the impulse to share them with others, and the inspiration to act on what we find inside.

Active Dreaming gives us tools to learn how to become a conscious dreamer and co-creator in our world, not only for our own life, in this time, but on behalf of others, in other times. We visit the ancestors and practice transgenerational healing and collective soul recovery, by recovering lost wisdom and bringing forth more soul energy into the world.

As adults, we may have left our imaginations and dreams in childhood, as a requirement of growing up. When we do so, we leave behind a vital part of our soul connection, where knowledge of our true nature can be found. Reclaiming the gifts of soul, in connection with our lost dreams of childhood, can provide profound levels of healing and the return of passion, wonder and awe that children experience in a very natural way.

Children also dream with the animal powers, and studies have shown they dream of animals 70% of the time. This connection to animals is important in developing our instinctual nature, that gives us a felt sense of what is safe or not, in our relationships and in our environment. It helps us become skilled at being guided by intuition, and share in some of the specialized skills the animal powers bring forth to help us navigate the waking and dreaming worlds, which are not mutually exclusive, one need not be asleep, to find yourself dreaming!

The powers of intuition with glimpses of possible futures, arrive in dreams as naturally as the dawning of each day, or the approaching twilight of night. The thresholds of day and night, are designed as places where one may experience the opening of one reality into another. A liminal space one can enter consciously, to experience dreaming as a place, where psychic information is readily available. It is a place one can enter, and be coaxed into a conscious dream for the duration of the night.

Spring Equinox Day and Night 2019 Credit: NOAA; NOAA Environmental Visualization Laboratory

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Dream Warrior

In a conscious dream, I was focused on a golden skinned, bare chested, bald headed man, who sat relaxed on a stone, as he held a long spear. His mysterious golden eyes stared off into the distance. Suddenly, he turned his gaze toward me, an observer in the dream and not visible. He claimed, “I see you!”

This turn of events was quite surprising for me, and brought my awareness back into my body, awakening me from my sleep. I could still feel the force of his gaze on me and the words he threw in my direction. I began to realize what this could mean, if I could see him in his time, he could also see me. In other words, I am dreaming him, and he is dreaming me. Woah!

This dream visit was perhaps a time travel excursion to a parallel life. It felt like an important connection, and I wondered about his unusual golden eyes.

When I thought about it, they reminded me of the eyes of a lion.

Shortly after this mysterious dream, I facilitated a workshop in which I offered shamanic group dream journeys through each of the chakras, guided by the sound of the drum. While drumming for the crown chakra journey, my dream re-appeared immediately and my dream warrior, became a trusted guide. I found myself in the upper realm in an ancient temple, carved into the side of a mountain. Which I found upon later research, highly resembles the ancient Lycian tombs in Turkey, which were at one time part of the ancient Grecco-Roman World, as reflected in the architectural style of the tombs resembling Greek Temples.

Lycian Tombs Of Caunos, Dalyan, Mugla, Turkey

Carved into the side of this mountain is also perhaps the people who were buried in this tomb city. A relief carving shows a bald headed shirtless warrior holding a spear, much like my dream warrior.

Inside the temple, I was instructed to lay down on a stone platform in the center of the room. When I did, eight doors of golden light opened and surrounded me in the temple. My dream warrior came over next to me and shape shifted into a beautiful Lion with golden eyes, there to guard and protect me as I journeyed forth through the portals of light. I came out of the dream ceremony and my dream warrior was stood before me once again. He gave me a scroll, which I opened and it read, “Go Out!” A portal of golden light appeared, blazing before me, inviting me to step through once again. I have been given an initiation into the light, and an invitation to step through these solar portals, into further exploration of the heavenly realms.

Eight Doorways of Multidimensional Dreaming

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Multi-Dimensional Wheel 9-9-17

A profound awareness came over me while stepping through a doorway inside a recent dream. I saw myself connected like one of eight legs of an octopus. Each leg was connected to another dreaming self, stepping through a doorway. I was conscious at that moment, of being connected to eight dimensions or parallel realities of my dreaming self. I then saw this reflected again in the dream as the Eight fold path of Buddhism, turning like an immense wheel in the sky. The path of Dharma, leading to liberation and nirvana. The meaning of the Sanskrit word nirvana, is “blown out” like a candle, or perhaps mind blown.

This dream brings to mind another dream from a few years ago.

Time Traveling Hitch Hiker – 2013

In my dream, I am driving my SUV on a wet road and slowing down, I’m cautious not to hit the car next to me as I take a curvy, slippery, stretch of road. Suddenly, a man appears in my passenger seat and he is asleep. I find I no longer have control over my car, the gas pedal no longer works, and so I take my foot off the pedal and let go of the steering wheel. An invisible force takes over as we enter warp speed to arrive at a cosmic time travel terminal hovering in space, appearing in the shape of a giant octopus. Inside the terminal, there are signs directing one to various portals through which one may travel to certain time destinations. Each leg of the octopus was a wormhole portal to travel through time.

The Octopus could indeed be considered alien, compared with human evolution. They only share a common ancestor with us reaching back beyond the dinosaurs. They developed from there on a completely separate path and quite differently than invertebrates, “Octopuses have not even collected the majority of their neurons inside their brains; most of the neurons are in their arms” (Godrey-Smith 2017). They may have whole body intelligence and each limb could contain its own separate conscious awareness, while connected with the central hub of the brain.

The Octopus presents an intriguing model for how I am connected to parallel lives or alternate dimensions and even a model of the cosmic time traveling station presents a possible model for how we can time travel collectively to visit other dimensions. Active Dreaming provides the tools needed for individual dream re-entry or collective group dream journeys to consciously explore the multiverse.

The shape shifting Octopus seems a perfect image for an ancient intelligence carrying the wisdom of how to stretch our consciousness to enter other worlds through dimensional time travel with tentacles reaching out in all directions. A consciousness that is whole unto itself, a wreckage of the past and passage to a possible future, where perhaps time travel is the norm.

Bumper Sticker;

Let go of the Wheel and Take your Foot Off the Gas to become a Time Traveling Hitch Hiker of the Multiverse.

or perhaps

Stepping through Doorways of the Multiverse can Blow your Mind.

Sources:

Godfrey-Smith, Peter; The Mind of an Octopus. Scientific American, Published Online January 1, 2017.

Ancestral House in the 4th Dimension

10/23/14 New Moon – Solar Eclipse

I did not want to leave my dream when I woke that morning, because I was having an amazing experience. In dreaming, I am in a 4 story ancestral family home. I notice red bricks near the foundation as I enter the old English Farm house. The bricks hover individually in the air, yet each serve to make up the whole of the structure of the house. Inside the home there are many people who seem part of a large extended family. I am learning from a handsome woman who is showing me around the house. She is showing me how to see what is happening up and down on each of the 4 floors of the house, while at the same time able to see the entire structure of the house from above, down to the bottom and everything inside. I am also completely aware and present with the personal interaction my guide is giving me on this tour of the 4th dimensional. She has large deep dark eyes, olive skin and long dark hair, piled on top her head in a large, loose bun. She is an ancestor of this house from another time. I can see all the people in the house connected with her and the many rooms on each floor seems to portray different family members, living in their time. The view from the perspective of the 4th dimension is exhilarating and appears to me as a very holistic way of seeing, which spans time and space, able to encompass vast amounts of experience and information. The 4th dimension presents a model for the space time continuum, and inside this ancestral house, I am walking through time with an ancestral guide. It was a different way of perceiving and receiving information. As if all the experience and information in this house was known to me by experiencing it from the 4th dimension. It was not needed to be transmitted through personal exchange, however my interaction with this woman was my point of access, which simultaneously gave me connection to all the other rooms of the house, and the people and time periods they occupy. It seems my visit there was about learning the architecture of the 4th dimension rather than honing in on the individual stories held inside, yet at the same time I held all that information too.

This isn’t the first time I have dreamt of houses which hold information on my relationship with past lives and counterparts in other lives. I wrote about it previously in my blog post Dream Archeology and the House of Many Lives.

Exploring Ancestral connections in dreams is much on my mind lately, in the season when the veil thins and leading up to the workshop I will be offering on Dreaming with the Ancestors on Sat. November 1st 1-4 p.m.

The River of Time

In a recent voyage to upstate New York, I took part in an advanced shamanic gathering of students and teachers with Robert Moss. This magical mountain made of garnet has been the location for shamanic group exploration for nearly 20 years. The last time I had been part of this particular group was 13 years ago, when I attended the fall gathering following 9-11 and we opened pathways for those who had died in the tragedy of the twin towers to cross over. This past weekend was just as powerful, only the person crossing over into a different reality this time, was me. The energy this community of Active Dreamers has grown over the years is palpable and one can feel the strength of it immediately upon entering the room where we gathered.

Over the weekend, we journeyed through the multiverse to explore the terrain Robert had set before us. In his recent

The Boy Who Died and Came Back by Robert Moss — “The Boy Who Died and Came Back” by Robert Moss

book, “The Boy Who Died and Came Back ~ Adventures of a Dream Archeologist in the Multiverse” he writes about his personal journey exploring other worlds in non-ordinary reality, through his connection with several near death experiences as a boy. He goes further, to explain a model of how the multiverse may be structured and that time is not linear, all things and all lives are being lived, Now! This fascinating book, is a manual for how to navigate the mulitverse. Once you are there, you may learn about how to connect with your higher self, the double in heaven, or become aware of parallel lives playing out, where other choices were made and paths taken. It’s ultimately about bringing more of your energy and your self into this reality. Robert Moss shows us many pathways for doing so in his wonderful style of storytelling and exploration as a dream archeologist.

One of the places for Time Travel and exploration he describes is a location known as the House of Time. It is a location in the imaginal realm where Active Dreamers have traveled through time, exploring connections in other lives and dimensions. We went on a visit there in our conscious shamanic group dreaming and here is an excerpt from one of my journeys;

The Mongol Warrior Woman Shaman 4/12/14 Magic Mountain

I approach the steps of the House of Time and each one gives way beneath my feet to create a flat surface, I am not going up the stairs, the up is coming down to meet me. I arrive in the courtyard where I see the House of Time before me surrounded by grounds, where there is a flowering orchard of trees and a quiet river flowing through. I approach the river and see the sun light reflecting on the water, a face of light comes through the water reaching toward me like a mask of light. I find myself in a wild landscape in the steppes of Mongolia.

I am a woman warrior shaman, guardian of these ancestral lands and borders. I also protect the psychic lands and borderlands from invasion of psychic warfare. I am small in frame, but not in stature. I have long, wild, thick, black, hair and long muscular arms. My hair has many thin long braids woven with amulets and bells. My face is set against the sun. I am tracking a small dust cloud in the distance, whipped up by the approach of many warriors on horseback, who come to invade these sacred lands.

I am a Master of the elements through my dance of power, my weapon is the weather, my duty is to protect. I am one, standing strong, amongst many enemies who want to take these lands for their own. I have all that is needed to fulfill my duty and protect my ancestral lands.

The storm clouds are gathering. I am moving energy and gathering the elements of water all around me and into my body. Once I have gathered this power within myself, I send it up into the clouds through my dance of power. I summon the winds as the clouds grow heavy with rain, the sky becomes dark as night as the storm draws near my approaching enemy. The lightning strikes in the midst of their thundering horde. Horses rearing up, dumping their riders, in the chaos of running frantically for shelter from the storm. The fear this storm brings upon my enemies, causes them to loose courage. They frantically seek escape from the massive storm that has suddenly descended upon them. The storm clears the air, and any psychic energy that was intended to try and defeat the powerful Mongol Warrior Woman Shaman.

I have been visited by this Mongol Woman Shaman on several other occasions, during Kundalini yoga classes. I was very glad to see her come through again in this journey. She has a very high energy field and she requires a high energy vibration, in order to meet with her. I feel my connection with her has now strengthened and I am keenly interested in learning more from her.

Mongolian Steppe Storm by Ruben D. Mascaro

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