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    Dreaming Your Way Into The New World

    Post  Raven on Tue Apr 27, 2010 1:00 pm

    I am flying with my teacher outside the earth. We look down and can see Gaia beneath us, she is beautiful, a blue pearl shining in the darkness. My teacher is speaking to me in my mind about universal love and how powerful it is. I feel an overwhelming sense of peace and tranquility. Love is coursing through my veins like some hot fire, burning away all things bad and evil, my demons disappearing in it’s raging fire. I am in love with everything and my entire being is vibrating with this feeling of truth. I come to understand that now I can travel like the old ones through the universe in my body. My teacher tells me this without words, I have complete knowing of how to do this.

    He and I are mind-blended in perfect harmony and we see and know all. I begin to touch places on my body and as I do so we travel through the universe, together, blended perfectly as ONE, but yet separate. Each place I touch sends us to a new wonderous destination and my teacher tells me telepathically that this is the power of God, seeing all within allows us to travel like the time lords in complete unity. I feel so much love eminating from the nebulas and galaxies that we pass by and through, I can hear their song in my heart. They speak to us as we travel near them, telling tales of their histories. The lives they have birthed, the stars and planets they have created, all of this energy becoming like a divine family to them and now finally shared with us as well.

    As we travel we begin to know the universe as ourselves, indescribable with words we share our own history as humans on the planet Gaia with each place I touch on my body. We travel faster then the speed of light, in the blink of an eye. I awake feeling highly aroused and as though I am making love to the entire universe with each breath I take. This feeling stays with me through the day and as I go about my daily routine, I feel the love flow through me and out into everything.
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    Re: Dreaming Your Way Into The New World

    Post  SuiGeneris on Tue Apr 27, 2010 3:07 pm

    The Catwoman in the Garden of LOVE!!

    The sun was shining brightly and the midsummer's heat could be felt everywhere. The farmer's harvest was completed and the haystacks decorated the landscape of cut grass and a land which had given its produce.
    In the distance a small collection of trees, a tract of maybe a dozen conifers formed an inviting place of shade and peacefulness.

    I made my way towards this green oasis to perhaps find some water for refreshment and to rest my weary body from the exhausting heat and my long toil. of the day.
    As I reached the setting, I noticed that the trees formed an enclosure about a most exquisite garden, full of colour, smell and sound.

    The fragrances of flowers became harmonised by the melodies of all kinds of birds and otherworldly tunes permeated the serene atmosphere of this most idyllic place.
    Where was I? I pondered my experience and concluded that this must be the place of refuge for the farmer-god, the keeper of the land which had just been harvested.
    I sat down and observed the peaceful bubbling of a natural fountain in the middle of the garden when I became aware of a black cat which was looking at me just across the little well of water.

    "What is a scientist doing in my garden?", "she" said suddenly.
    A little bit baffled by this speaking cat, I gave a stuttered reply:

    "Ah, I am not one of the general sort of scientist. I am not really a materialist and I try to give meaning to analytic science in spiritualising reason and thought."

    As soon as I had said it, I became bemused by my apologetic preponderances. I was a visitor in this garden and as this cat could talk, some kind of magic or astral dimension would form this reality. Was I dreaming or had I left my body?
    "She" turned "her" head knowingly and still looking at me, the feline asked:

    "What is your greatest LOVE of all? And What are you?"

    I said, that my LOVE was LOVE itself and that therefore I myself had to be LOVE in my true essence.
    "She" seemed to be pleased with my response.
    The cat transformed itself into a most beautiful woman, retaining however "her" feline nature and essence.

    "She" then moved closer and began to gently run her long fingernails down my cheeks, resulting
    in the most sensual nervous vibration of. my inner being.
    My exhuberance increased, as "she" began to rub "her" body against mine and I experienced desires and expectant fulfilments never before realised.

    Just as I started to truly enjoy this exhilerating exchange of energies and just as I envisaged what an actual merger with this wonder woman would feel like; I awoke to my mundane physically aware consciousness.


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    Post  SuiGeneris on Tue Apr 27, 2010 3:18 pm

    The Homecoming of the LOVING WAY!!!

    I got interested in everything to do with the "New Age of Aquarius".
    So many people believed in the "space brothers" and UFO's and governmental cover ups and the necessity to reconnect with mother nature.
    The environment had even become a political issue but politics and finance and such things did not interest me at all. Dead works and dead debates and superficial power is what I always thought of them.

    Sure sometimes a good one comes along. A man with vision, maybe a little unconventianal, but honest. So it should be nobodys business who this person might sleep with or what this person does privately. But this world of sanity and realism and rationality is obsessed with person's private sexlifes and what "nasty" things they might have done in their younger days. Just ask JFK and MLK and Mahatma Gandhi.

    Let us presume such a person comes along. He will not last long. A quick bullet and the reestablishment of the predictable status quo. Everything in order. Dumb brainwashed "masses " with the daily portions of soap, sensationalist news and the constant bombardment of violence and some more guns and laws and stockmarkets.
    And just who is in bed with whom and who is suing whom for defamation of character. But the world is rational and truly in the nationalistic way. Our forefathers did it by hard work and our fathers, so it must be alright for junior.

    And God blesses the rich and abundance to the ones who have, because the poor have only themselves to blame. They do not believe in Jesus enough. If they would ask him for work and money he would provide and he who has shall have more and the ones who have not, yes of them shall be taken what they have and given to the haves.
    This is the way of the world and the nature of the God and his Jesus, the son of God which will come on top of clouds and with millions of harp playing angels to reward the faithful churchgoers and to hold everybodys hand.

    Jesus will fix everything up and he will damn all the poor unbelievers. He will destroy all the soothsayers and the witches and the psychics and the astrologers. Jesus will hold everybody's hand and the dead will come out of the graves and have miraculously reformed bones and flesh and sinews. Then old Julius Caesar for one will stand in front of dear old God and plead his good and bad works.
    And Adolf Hitlers body will be reassembled and there he is; stepping from one toe onto the other before the wrathfulness of Jehovah, the father of LOVE?

    Well you can twist things as you like, but things will not be like that.
    The soothsayers and the witches are the psychiatrists and some psychologists or should one say their institutions; which try to explain things in ways which can only be explained by scientific spirituality and things like awareness and perception and relative consciousness. But they refer to the scientific method and drugs and whatnot.

    Nowhere is it said that the second coming of the LOVER will be ON clouds. It is IN clouds and this is a very big difference. The "vessels of mercy" are like clouds and many many references are in all the holy books about the true nature of those things. Try to dissolve some clouds with Your mind in sending energy into it.
    It works and is a good exercise for Your will power.

    So I had never seen any spaceships in the sky but the overwhelming eyewitness reports convinced me of their existence. But what were they? And where did they come from? Extraterrestrial planets, galaxies or from under the water or from inside the Earth or were they cover up operations of a secretive technology produced by under cover scientists?

    I had to find out for myself and my LOVE had always answered all my questions.
    I had asked and I had received. I had desired knowledge and it had been given to me.
    So one night I dreamt about what it all meant, relative to me.
    I expected saucers, but I did not get any. I expected aliens, but there were none.

    There I was running in the meadows and I was naked. Strange I thought, noone is around and I am in this vast green meadow, full of flowers and there was this erotic overtone, due to my nakedness.

    I looked up into the sky and there were many humunguous clouds and they were dark clouds; just like a big thunderstorm was brewing ready to erupt upon an unsuspecting starhuman world.
    Suddenly the clouds seemed to contract and expand to produce a sort of flux and movement. Then I saw it and my inner being rejoiced like it never ever had felt before.

    My whole inner being wanted to jump out of my body when it saw this gigantic and elaborate construction up in the sky.
    There it was - MY HOME, MY OWN PLACE from where I had come and to which one day I would return.

    There was absolutely no doubt about it. I KNEW and KNEW and KNEW. I was longing and crying:

    "I want to go home. What am I doing down here. I do not belong here?", and yet I knew that I did belong here AND there and that somehow I had the power to make this joyfulness of belonging real for everyone.

    What was it? It was like a city in the sky, but it was also a gigantic spaceship.
    The mother of all mother spaceships - the NEW JERUSALEM.
    It was TRUTH and LOVE and the FUTURE.

    There were constructions and lights sticking out everwhere. If it would land, then it would be like a country in itself, SO big was it. It was in the process of becoming real, but something, a small essence was missing and when this little bit of nothingness would become reunited with the Holy City, then EVERYBODY would be able to see this thing with physical eyes and ALL would believe this enormous LOVING and the KINDNESS of COMPASSION of the LOVING WAY.

    There were a lot of other vessels, smaller ones, motherships. I stood there gazing at the scenario when I understood my nakedness. I had come from there without anything and I would return with nothing except my KNOWING - that would be it.

    I really LOVED those spaceships and I knew that they were real and true in all their ways; which persons had experienced. There were all kinds and all had their purpose to become evident at the appropriate times.
    The physical ONES were sort of computerized, knowing things because of their L-factors and most were VERY benevolent and ALL the nonmaterial ONES were LOVING.


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    Post  Raven on Wed Apr 28, 2010 3:25 pm

    Thats very interesting Tony. I once had a dream similar to your experience. I wanted to go home. I knew I wasn't from here. I pleaded with my higherself one night to show me my home, where I came from. In a dream I was answered.

    I am caught up in a whirlwind, flying hard and fast, so fast I can't see what is zooming by me, it is like a tunnel of continuious light. I feel and see myself slowing down to a planet hanging like a jewel in the sky. I decend down and see a city sitting on a bay with two moons hanging full in the sky reflecting in the water off the bay.

    I land on a veranda of one of the buildings of this futuristic city, the crystal walls glowing in an irridecent turquoise blue and purple. I sense the buildings are 'alive' and aware of me there. Instinctively I know people are inside, I can feel their presence and I long to go inside and be with them. I KNOW they are my family.

    My higher self emerges from the wall, glowing in a soft white-blue body of light, I know it's her, she acknowledges me in my mind. She speaks in my mind, telling me that this is my home and that I cannot come inside yet, things are not finished, she has not prepared the way yet, but that one day I will return here to be re-united with my star family. I am overwhelmed, awstruck at the beauty of the entire city before me and a great love fills my heart, for I know I am home.

    Suddenly my higher self reaches out a blue glowing arm and touches me and I find myself traveling back through this tunnel of light, incredibly fast. My heart is racing with longing and sadness as I am taken away from this scene of my home in the stars. I beg and beg her to let me go back, crying, the tears streaming down my face like a hot river.... I awake in my bed , real tears streaming down my face and I know I have been home.

    I have wanted to return to this place since I saw it, but have not been allowed. I wonder if what I saw was this same New City promised by God to all of us, in my heart I hope it is so. Raven
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    Re: Dreaming Your Way Into The New World

    Post  mudra on Wed Apr 28, 2010 5:44 pm



    As I walk on the pristine land I feel the embrace and warm welcome
    of every particle in my surroundings ..The city of Ka- Lu-Nha and it's crystals
    domes is glowing the colors of the rainbow ..My brothers and sisters are gathered
    in a circle in the gardens of A- beht performing the sacred ceremony that connects us
    with all that is . Magnificent flowers and radiating trees are adding their harmonizing
    melody to ours . Our ageless light bodies carry great beauty and a state of grace that finds
    it's roots in our One manifested heart .
    What seems to me like enchantement from this dimension is the very essence of that plane..
    There is no mental noise to be found . That silence itself is the expression of the divine ..
    Our open eyes allow us to experience communion with our surroundings
    while closing them transports us to other places we choose to be ..
    There is only one thing we do from moment to moment that is to honor Life and let it flow freely .
    We dance with the Light .

    How could one then say that no contact has been made ...that pure and boundless love
    is Always and pervades everything ...

    Pa wa she .. Ko na pa lha.. maya .. shen

    Love Always
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    Re: Dreaming Your Way Into The New World

    Post  Raven on Thu Apr 29, 2010 5:51 pm

    Beautiful dream Mudra, thank you for sharing it here with us. The image you attached with the dream is powerful and beautiful. I hope that more people share dreams like this here, it's so important that we share our impressions, dreams and visions we are all having of the future. This is an example of co-creation, the sharing of our individual dreams coming together as ONE :) I love you dear sister Mudra, Raven
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    Post  mudra on Sat May 01, 2010 1:52 pm

    Dreams and visions allow us to see a truth what we can't with our eyes ..Allowing us to move beyond the limitations of this plane to the next one we can fly ... Your invite to the dream has been a beautifull and inspiring experience for me .
    Thank you dear Raven .
    I love You too sister.

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    Post  mudra on Sun May 02, 2010 5:40 am

    Thank you Siri


    Love from me
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    Re: Dreaming Your Way Into The New World

    Post  Raven on Sun May 02, 2010 9:58 am

    Lovely SiriArc, thank you for sharing your link on The dreamers of Lemuria. I have been to this place and have returned to share the dream. Please, EVERYONE share your dreams with me too...and together we can manifest the dream :) Raven
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    Post  mudra on Sun May 02, 2010 1:58 pm



    Lazaris
    The dreamer from Lemuria

    There Is Magic in the Telling ... There is an extraordinary tape of Lazaris' called "Discovering the Dreamer from Lemuria" in which Lazaris takes the listener on a brilliantly beautiful meditation to meet The Dreamer and to enlist The Dreamer's help in "dreaming into reality" something the listener wants to create. The article that follows is an excerpt of the part of that tape in which Lazaris paints a lush portrait of the land that was (and is!) Lemuria and of its incredibly beautiful Dreamers. It's a description you may want to read more than once, for "there is magic in the telling," and perhaps more than a bit of memory as well ...

    Lemuria is a Land That Imagination Forgot. Many will speak of it as legend or as fantasy or even as mythology. And that is perfectly fine; we have no objection. However, Lemuria was real in the physical fact, in the physical world. But it will never be conclusively proved to have been so. No amount of archaeological or anthropological exploration will ever conclusively prove that Lemuria ever existed. Because, you see, Lemuria existed beyond the Bridge of Belief, beyond the Bridge of Belief in the realm that God and God/Goddess/All That Is exist.

    Lemuria was, and Lemuria is. Past tense and present tense. Lemuria is still real. Even now, it is still existing beyond that Bridge, and it is only to be found by the individual, only to be found by you, the individual you who is willing to cross that Bridge. And it is only to be found by those who are brave enough and courageous enough to suspend the illusion, the physical illusion, and to cross over that Bridge of Belief into the real, into the metaphysical realness to find the Land That Imagination Forgot, and in that land to find the Dreamer.

    And as you cross the Bridge of Belief, as you imagine yourself lifting out of the logic and reason of the consensus reality, moving beyond time and space and beyond time-space, you can find that land that is and has been forgotten in imagination.

    As one were to approach Lemuria by air, it would be located in the Pacific Ocean, far from other land masses, to be sure. And one would note first what seemed to be a cloud or a mist that seemed to hang low over the ocean. And out of that mist would poke mountain peaks that would be black rock ... very dark, very black, like coal almost, almost shiny against the soft mist.



    Indeed as one would be flying over it in one's journey beyond the Bridge of Belief, one would perhaps miss it quite entirely, because all that would seem to be there was this innocuous sort of mist, with these mountain peaks that seemed to be sticking through. But as you would descend into that mist toward those black mountain peaks into what seems to be a black-and-white reality against the otherwise blue sea, you would emerge beneath the mist and see before you a most glorious land. It was a huge island, an island so large that people could live and die upon it without ever knowing they were on an island.
    The waters would be bluer than any blue that you have ever seen. An aquamarine blue, a midnight blue, a steely blue, a soft turquoise blue -- all kinds of blues, motley shades changing from one hour to another during the day. And along the shore would be the most beautiful sandy beaches. The sand was an almost white sand, almost a glistening sand, almost sparkling. At first you might think it was made of grains of diamond rather than grains of silica.

    Once you found yourself squarely planted in this most glorious sand, you would notice that all that surrounds you seems somehow brighter, more brilliant than it ought to be. The greens, greener; the browns, browner; the slate grays of stone, greyer, more brilliant than you would expect, particularly since the entire continent is surrounded in a mist -- not a haze, no, not even a fog, but just a gentle, almost imperceptible, but ever-present mist that keeps the edges soft. Shadows are present, certainly so, but they are soft-edged shadows. The sun is brilliant in the sky, and the blue of the sky is blue, absolutely, but always with a gentle mist that seems to accompany it. Yet everything seems to radiate as if the color and light were coming from the object rather than being reflected upon it.

    The continent itself is surrounded by the various beaches, and in the very north and very south also by jagged rock, the land meeting the waters very severely in these areas. On the east and west coasts primarily, the beaches give way to lush forests, that in turn give way to the foothills -- rolling, gentle lands that look almost as though one took a lush green blanket and shook it in the air and then let it fall as it might.

    And we would suggest that interior to that, there is a mountain range, a beautiful mountain range that seems to surround the entire continent, to protect the interior. For the interior was known as The Magic Land, The Mystic Land, and those that would go there were only those who were called. Only those who, in their dreams or in their mystical explorations, were entreated to come would venture there. It wasn't out of fear that others would not go. No, it was out of respect. For if it was not for you to go to the interior, then you would not go there. Therefore, it was in the exterior, the periphery, that the vast majority of the population lived.

    In the north and the east there were the timberlands. These were beautiful forests, huge, virgin forests for the most part, as well as those forests that were cultivated. The lumberjacks (as you might call them now) would cut the timber to sell as their vocation, but they would do so not in a way to rape the land, to strip it of all the trees. No, they would systematically move from one area to another to prune the forest in a certain sense so that it might grow lusher and richer, so that it might give a better bounty in years to come.

    As one moves southward from this timberland, the brilliant trees of timber would give way to the gentle farmland, to the gentle countryside. Here crops were grown and animals were raised and grazed. People gathered together here almost in familial villages -- grandparents and their children, their aunts and uncles and nephews and nieces and first cousins and second cousins. They would all congregate and almost create their own villages, interacting with other villages, but creating their own, quite independent family units. They were beautiful, beautiful farmlands: gentle, rolling hills -- wonderful country lanes that seem to lay like ribbons across the land.

    As one moved farther south, the gentle farmlands gave way to mountains, beautiful mountains that would stretch all the way to the sea. And as you would pass through these mountains heading more westward along the southern boundary, you would come to what we call the mining country. This was an area where there was very little flat land, and what there was, was used for crops and raising animals. The main activity was that of mining precious metals -- but also metals that you would now think to be quite innocuous, quite unimportant, that were often used for healing purposes and for mystical exploration. The mining country was a very profitable, very productive area. Indeed, this area would look most as like some wonderful area in Switzerland, with valleys that were lost to everyone, above the clouds in that way, and wonderful mountain streams that seem to bustle their way toward the ocean. It was absolutely breathtakingly beautiful.

    As you moved farther north toward the true west, you would find jagged mountains with their sharp, austere peaks giving way to high plateaux, high flatlands upon which the savannahs existed -- wild fields of grass that seemed to stretch forever. Some of this land was cultivated into huge farmlands where grain was grown. It was much like your Midwest and parts of Kansas and Oklahoma -- flatland, but much higher -- high plateaux that led to huge cliffs of a hundred or more feet that would drop drastically, severely to the water's edge.

    As one moved farther now into the northern portions -- again along the periphery -- the flatlands would give way again to mountainous ranges that would be uninhabitable: raging rivers, grander than any river you might imagine in your world, dumping billions upon billions of gallons of water into the ocean every second of the day. Huge fjords, as you think of them in the Scandinavian part of your world, where mountain ranges seem to lift straight out of the ocean, leaving finger-like bays or inlets that were raging with torrents of water. This breathtaking, but uninhabitable, area leads all the way around to the timber country where we began, in the northern and eastern parts of Lemuria.

    As we say, most people lived and worked in the exterior lands, knowing of the interior, and knowing of the interior mountains that seemed to ring the civilization. And they knew that beyond those mountains was the Magic Land, the place where the mystics would learn to become the mystics they were. Often it would be that children -- or adults for that matter, but often it would be children -- would dream that they should cross the mountains and go to become a Crystal Climber. Sometimes, as they'd relate the dream, the parents would know what it meant and would take them there. Other times the parents would be totally oblivious to the meaning -- curious, but not having any answers to it.

    These would become the travelers -- some of them The Witnesses, some of them The Teachers, some The Healers, and some The Dreamers -- the travelers would come from the interior and seek out those whose destiny called them to come to the interior to become Crystal Climbers.

    Indeed, at carnivals and festivals and various celebrations of solstices and equinoxes, the Mystics would gather together those that would travel with them. If you were a person so called, either in a dream or meditation, or given the message -by a Teacher, a Healer, a Witness, a Keeper of the Flame, a Keeper of the Truth, or a Dreamer -- indeed you might travel with them for weeks, months, or sometimes even years, as you crossed these interior mountains to the interior land. Sometimes it might take as much as a decade before you would finally reach your destination.


    And the reason that you were called a Crystal Climber is because in this interior there were pillars of stone. They were like columns of stone -- natural, of course, not man-made or human-made -- that reached up maybe 100, maybe 200, feet above the lushness of the tropical forest that was the interior.

    On top of the pillars of stone there were cities, huge cities, much as you might imagine Shangri-La or Valhalla must have been. Perhaps the first concepts that heaven was a City of Gold, a city of brilliant light, were of Lemuria, for these cities that sat atop the pillars of stone were called Crystal Cities not because they were really made of crystal, but because they glowed and glimmered as though they were.

    Those such as yourself who were called would come and sit at the base of these pillars with that teacher or person who brought you, or sit at the base being called on your own. And you would learn to teleport. You would learn to alter your energy, alter your chemistry, alter yourself such as to visually disappear to those who would be sitting around you -- and reappear, rematerialize, in the Crystal City that was at the top.

    You see, there was no other way to get there. There were no elevators, no staircases, no bridges, no little indentations that you could laboriously climb. The only way to get to the top was to teleport. No one had to judge anybody else, because if you couldn't make it to the top, if you couldn't teleport yourself, then you didn't belong there. And if indeed you did belong there, you would be able to learn to teleport yourself.

    So those who were there were never questioned for their credentials, for the very fact that they were there was credential enough. There were those, in that sensing, who demanded, insisted that they belonged there -- they just knew it, they just knew it -- but if they couldn't get there, then no one argued with them. Indeed their reality reflected the fact that they did not so belong.

    In these Crystal Cities, you would learn. Some of the cities were Cities of Healing. Others were Cities of Teaching. Others were Cities of Dreaming. Those who became the inhabitants of these cities, high upon these pillars, learned to do their particular avocation/vocation to fulfill their spiritual destiny.

    After the decade of traveling to get there, and perhaps six months or eight months learning to teleport, you might spend ten, 20, or even 30 years in this city, learning and growing and teaching. And in a certain time there would be those who would know that now they must go back into the world to heal and witness, and guard the light, and gain the truth.

    And those who Dreamed knew that they had to return to dream. So they would teleport once again, leaving this wonderful Crystal City. Once again materializing on the earth, they would go forth into the exterior, not often to where they came from initially, but to where their work called them. The teachers would go and teach, and the witnesses would go forth and witness. And those that were Guardians of the Light, and Guardians of the Flame, would go forth and perform the functions of their guardianship. And those that were the Dreamers would go forth, and they would Dream.

    Now a Dreamer was a very special kind of person, for a Dreamer was a person who could dream other people's dreams. And in Lemuria there were those -- rare, admittedly so -- who could dream dreams for you. If you could find a Dreamer, you could tell them what you wanted them to dream, and they would dream your dreams for you.

    They were androgynous people. Often it was difficult to tell whether they were man or woman. They were often very old, yet they seemed to be ageless. They were often very large, yet they seemed to be almost translucent, and therefore very light. Sometimes they were very thin and very fragile and frail, yet they seemed almost made of steel, and therefore very dense. A juxtaposition of opposites, of paradoxes, is often what the Dreamers looked like. Often very old, yet seeming so youthful. Often very young, yet seeming so very old. They were a contradiction, a combination.

    And they would be in a place ... often to be found on the other side of a gazebo. And you would go to them when they were ready to receive you, and they would ask you: "What do you want me to dream?"And then you would tell them. They would ask you a series of questions to which you must answer correctly. If you did answer correctly, then they would close their eyes, and seem to settle into a deep and wondrous sleep.

    And then they would dream. They would dream your dreams. And they would dream your dreams into reality.

    Lemuria is a Land That Imagination Forgot. As you can spark your own imagination, as you can travel on a Quest, crossing the terrain of Lemuria to find a Dreamer, you too can ask The Dreamer to dream your dreams. For dreams exist outside of time and space, and the dreams The Dreamer will dream for you will not manifest in Lemuria, but will manifest in your reality, in your world. The Dreamer can dream your dreams if you will cross the Bridge of Belief and journey the land of Lemuria, the Land That Imagination Forgot ...

    With love and peace ...

    Lazaris

    Ka masha na kho A lha

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    Re: Dreaming Your Way Into The New World

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    Post  Raven on Tue May 04, 2010 10:16 pm




    May 4th 2010

    The Holy Ghost came to me and my daughter in a dream. It was Mary Magdalene and Jesus combined into ONE body. Shehe spoke to my daughter first and then I saw herhim. Shehe had long reddish blond flowing hair and it was shining in the sun, it seems as though we were outside. As she spoke, and I don't remember what she said, shehe turned to my daughter and kissed her on the lips. Shehe then turned into a beam of light and went into my daughters body through her heart and then back out as a beam of light into mine. My daughter knew herhim as like an old friend and was smiling and laughing. We then changed into bodys of light and were taken up into a whirlwind of light, I could still hear my daughter giggling....the alarm went off and I awoke to my daughter snuggling me in bed.
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    Re: Dreaming Your Way Into The New World

    Post  Zedd on Wed Aug 25, 2010 12:42 pm

    mudra wrote:

    Pa wa she .. Ko na pa lha.. maya .. shen

    Love Always
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    Dearest Mudra, you have just described Home....I know this place well and know I will return there, thank you for the reminder.

    Always

    Z
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    Re: Dreaming Your Way Into The New World

    Post  mudra on Wed Aug 25, 2010 12:57 pm

    [quote="Zedd"]
    mudra wrote:

    Dearest Mudra, you have just described Home....I know this place well and know I will return there, thank you for the reminder.

    Always

    Z

    I'll see you there dear Zedd by the purple fountain under the old chestnut tree :)

    Me wha pela tu ka wa ni

    Love from me
    mudra

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