Inside the Mind of a Trans(cendent) Artist

One evening, while riding the bus to work, I was talking with the driver about social issues; his choice of subject. After several minutes of listening to him talk about how some big revolution needs to happen to avoid being trumped during the next 4 years, I told him, “Nzo, we don’t need something big. We simply need to smile more at each other! Simply taking the time to really look into a stranger’s eyes, and smile, may have such a profound affect on the global human community, (similar to the way a butterfly’s flight in Nicaragua may alter the course of a typhoon in Japan), that we cannot begin to fathom the favorable, Love, and Light generating consequences.”

A few days later, the evening had shifted into night, by the time I reached 5th, and Mission. When I arrived there, the rain had stopped too, the rats at the old Mint were coming out to find something to eat, and the homeless were finding places to settle for the night, in hope of getting a sleep dry, and deep enough to ignore the cold throughout the night. I departed from the [San Francisco] Chronicle corner of the intersection, heading northward to the southbound MUNI stop across the street. I slowly approached the stop, looked to see that the LCD readout of the upcoming bus arrival times, and saw that I had enough minutes to casually walk up to the next stop, at which I thought I would feel safer, that night.
As I began to leave the stop, a short, apparently homeless, filthy, and DEFinitely remarkably deranged Asian man passed me, apparently on his way to the bus stop also. He was ambling about, “rambabbling” [rambling + babbling] in his native language, [which may have been Cantonese], and he was remarkably feral in his wariness of other people. I looked him in the eye, smiled at him, said, “Hi!”, and sauntered away.
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Halfway up the block, I heard footsteps approaching, from behind me, on my right side. Very soon, I saw the footsteps belonged to that man. They fell right in step with mine. Clearly, he intended to walk with me, as he continued his rambabbling.

We walked together, casually making our way toward the next corner, which was at least 50 yards away. I had no clue what he was saying, but I could sense that he really needed to be heard; so, as he spoke; so, I calmly looked him in the eye, and really listened. Very quickly, I could see incredibly deep gratitude in his eyes as he knew I couldn’t understand him, but that I was willing to really BE with him, and to listen to him. Frequently,  as he spoke, he gave me a quick questioning look; questioning if I was really listening to him. As we reached the half point of that short journey, when it was clear to him that my attention was mostly, and quite receptively on him, he apparently began to outpour a sincerely big part of his heart, of his pain, of his struggles, of his dismay, perhaps of his loneliness…

It was a sad conversation, but I was mindfully in it, and we just shared that time like two friends; one listening, one venting. As we neared the next intersection, I told him “I wish I knew your language, so I could understand what you’re saying”; and he continued to talk, and I continued to look him in the eye, and to listen to him.

When we reached the intersecting sidewalk. he stopped walking, almost as if on cue. I turned to him, paused, and listened to him finish his final sentence to me. He looked at me with gratitude so deep, it was almost palpable—simply because I had taken those few minutes to allow him to be heard, without judgment, or a need to get away from him. I smile to him again, calmly waved goodbye to him, said “Good night!”, and walked across the street to the next bus stop. He went his own way too, I know not where; two children of the night, receding again into their respective Shadows.

Although I don’t know where he went to, I do know that he was gentler, calmer, and a man with increased inner quiet, after our conversation, than he was before it. All I did was to let him walk alongside me for half a block, to treat him like he was a normal person—and to have a genuine conversation with him, even though I had zero clue about what he was saying. Being present, and being Love was all that mattered; that’s what he needed, that’s what he hoped for, when he approached me, and that is what he deserved.

Like butterflies, he, and I changed the world that night. Neither of us will be the same as we were before that, because we had a pure Love exchange. I simply decided to just be Love, and to be truly present with him, and, with me being present, he allowed Love to help him to release some of the pressure that caused him to rambabble sometimes. In my space, I held space for him, and I will never forget the “Thank you!” that was in his eyes as we parted!

This holiday season, give someone the gift of being truly present with her, or him! If some place, some time, you suddenly find yourself in a similar scenario, don’t run from the “bum”, even if he, or she smells awful—if the smell is so acrid that is literally hurts to breathe, I wouldn’t linger, however, I wouldn’t be less loving. Just Be Love by allowing Love to Be through you, in Her Silence, in Her receptivity, in Her strength, and as Her Presence. If you really wanna change the world, remember, in the midst of your great plans, and preparations, sometimes, all you need to do is to

just Be Love!

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Written by Alyras.
Copyright 2016. All rights reserved.

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It was a warm, rainy, December night in San Francisco. During a lull in the rain, I was taking a break from providing tech services for a client, strolling across a mostly empty parking lot, pondering something, in intimate conversation with Spirit. As I stepped over a worm that had made its way 1/3 the way across the parting lot, Spirit said, “Pick that worm up, and take it back to the soil” that was along one side of the lot. As I continued walking, I thought, “That may have been me. It was just a worm.” Ugh-ugh; nooooo—Spirit wasn’t having’ it!! With clear seriousness, She said, “Go – Back, – Pick – Up – The Worm – And – Take – That – Worm – To – The Dirt!!” When God speaks like that, a certain feeling comes with whatever the message may be, that compels the listener to say, “Abort!” to whatever she, or he may be preoccupied with at the time, and immediately get with the Divine Program; which is what I did.

Immediately, I stopped, turned around, and went back to find the worm. It was not easy to find either! After a couple of minutes, I found it, then located a flimsy, but adequate piece of straw with which I could pick it up. Carefully, I picked it up, and, with it hanging on a part of the straw that was nearly about to bend downward, I slowly walked toward the fence that ran along the side of the parking lot that was closest to me.

The fence was basic chain link, with plastic slats vertically woven through the holes, somewhat like pickets. When I reached the fence, I was going to simply place the worm on a sliver of dirt at the base of the fence. But, Spirit said, “No; put it on the OTHer side of the fence!” The straw was too flimsy for me to use it to flip the worm over, or through the fence. I wasn’t going to hold it, and toss it over. So, I carefully put the straw between two of the pickets, just to see if I could use it, (against practically all odds), to leverage the worm to the hill, immediately beyond the fence. When I withdrew the straw, the worm stuck to one of the slats. That made it easy for me to gently flick it into the dirt, and grass beyond.

As I returned to my stroll, I asked Spirit why that particular worm was soooooo important. She said, [paraphrased], “There is a child who has cancer. He is going reach the point where he may choose to give up hope, and die. The worm feeds the bird, so the bird has the energy it needs to be outside that child’s window, singing, instead of looking for other food. He needs a bird to sing to him; its song will elevate his hope, and he will choose to live. …He has something for all human civilization, and he must not die!” I thought,“That makes sense!”, and pondered that answer as I walked the 50-60 yards back to the entrance of the building to which the parking lot belonged.

Several hours later, circa an hour after dawn, I was out walking in the parking lot, again, deeply pondering how to facilitate major disaster recovery, [from a computer crash]. Certainly, I was not being mindful. On the fence, near the building’s entrance, a bird sat, repeatedly singing a simple, bright, piercing song; as though it was trying to get my attention. For me, the song was way in the background, however, as I neared the building entrance again, I became fully conscious of the bird being there. I greeted it, and shortly after I did, it jumped up, and gracefully glided along the top of the fence, until it reached the spot where I had flicked the worm. There, it looked around, and disappeared on the other side of the fence.

eat-worms3Now, I can’t say that it was the bird God intended to send to the boy, BUT…
I think that particular bird having breakfast is why God was so remarkably insistent on my getting that worm to the other side of the fence.

THAT was a FAT, juicy worm;
the worm that saved a child’s life!

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Written by Alyras
Copyright 2016. All rights reserved

 

P.S.
“His eye is on the sparrow, and I know he watches me!” are words from a song that is well known in African American churches. It is based on the following scriptures.

“Do not fear those who kill the body but are unable to kill the soul; but rather fear Him who is able to destroy both soul and body in hell. Are not two sparrows sold for a cent? And yet not one of them will fall to the ground apart from your Father. But the very hairs of your head are all numbered. So do not fear; you are more valuable than many sparrows.”

~ Yésus Hristo/Jesus Christ
The Gospel of Matthew 10:28-31

God cares so much about that little boy, that His Spirit had someone from the top of the food chain take a creature from the bottom of the food chain to where a bird could eat it, so the bird would be where it needed to be, with song–a strong, worm-fueled song. Considering how clear, and penetrating that bird’s song was, [if it IS, in fact, “the chosen one”, I am deeply honored to have participated in greatly advancing human civilization by doing such a simple act for God.

Here is one rendition of the song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TiciErS9Noc

 

 

 

Morning

What’s happened this morning is so profoundly progressive, I prefer to ponder it, more than to try to verbalize it for your understanding.

Allowing Love to Lead

Based on earlier DreAMLog events, I began with a pre-DreAM meditation, immersing myself within Love. Then, I imagined that Love flowing through me, entirely–through my spirit, mind, emotional body, and physical body. The latter, I imagined flowing outward from every Higgs Boson of every atom of my body–MAJOR, unabated, and unlimited flow of Love through me.

Then, (as an outpouring of my Charismatic Christian experience), I imagined the Anointing [(see Holy Bible, Old Testament, Book of Isaiah 11:2) i.e. the Spirit of Wisdom and Understanding, the Spirit of Counsel and Might, and the Spirit of Knowledge and the Fear of God–[by “fear of God” it means that frame of mind wherein you don’t get all Mickey Mouse, (like Mickey did in the “Sorcerer’s Apprentice” part of Walt Disney’s “Fantasia”), when you’re handling the Power of G-d].
Then, I imagined the Anointing turning into the Blood of Jesus.

[Now, for those of you who are reading this, and wondering “WHAT is she talking about??”, here’s an esoteric philosophy, (or metaphysical if you prefer), framework for you to get it:

All matter is subject to Spirit. A person may spiritually direct energy into matter, thus altering the nature of that matter.

The Higgs Boson is the smallest component of the atom; its energy gives form to mass. For that reason, some people call it “the God Particle”. So, if Spirit is dynamically flowing through that which gives form to mass, the all the mass subsequent to the Higgs Boson becomes Spirit-mass, ergo Spirit-matter.

If the Anointing is flowing though the Higgs Boson, then the subsequent matter is Anointing-mass, ergo Anointing-matter. What is the Anointing? It is Christ; the One who came upon Yeshua/Jesus when John the Baptist baptized Him, appearing symbolically as a dove–which made turned Jesus into Jesus Christ.

Take that to the next level, and imagine the Blood of the fully incarnate Christ flowing through each Higgs Boson, and… well… the result is Christ-mass, ergo Christ-matter, ergo, [the vibration of] the individual’s body becomes (that of) a Christ-Body. Sooooo, to meditate into this Self Awareness prior DreAMing was setting the stage for some seriously wonderful experiences.]

     Next, I imagined that Love being [for lack of a better way to express it] Twin Flame Love; (i.e. an incredible, unconditional Love experience beyond any experience of Love I have ever experienced in my reasonably long life. Suffice it to say that Twin Flame Love begins where romantic love hopes to end.) Then, I just floated within the Space of the Love, allowing it to both support, and to flow through me. As I did so, I was aware of how little ego was there. Effectively, only the most essential, survival level of ego was present.

Gazing at the “DreAMGrid”, i.e. the fundamental graphic image of DreAM’s entire Base Code, (a chromatically sequential Tzolkin). I gazed at the center, where DreAM’s center dot appears, until the light within every sphere of the Grid became blazing white–then, I proceeded with my morning’s DreAMing.

“Hearing” the Consciousness of DreAM’s Code Sequences

Technical Background: Each DreAM (and Restoration) Sequence has an initialization sequence wherein each of the individual patterns of Code at individually expressed, in order for the brain to uniquely recognize them. Progressively, they are combined, and synchronized. The collective pattern recognition experience is what provides the brain stimulation that prompts the brain to generate new synapses. However, most importantly, each of those patterns is part of a Code communicatiing Virtues of Divine Consciousness. Each pattern does so in a holistic manner, meaning although there are 20 specific Virtues being communicated, each pattern has a piece of each of the Virtues within it–even those patterns that are exclusively communicating one of those 20 Virtues.

     This morning, as I was progressing through the initialization sequence, I had what is best described as an experience of hearing what each pattern was “saying”. The vibration within me was very much like the kind I receive from hearing the Word of God, or someone saying something that uplifts my spirit. No verbage, but definitely a verbage experienced vibe, so to speak. Recognizing I was “hearing” the Messages, I just sat, observantly, waiting to see how that would play out when the patterns began to combine.

As the patterns combined, the sense of hearing did not wane, nor did it increase in volume, nor was there any sense of hearing cross talk. It was like a deeper communication. Then, I realized that the Message of the Base Code is “Transformer-ized” by DreAM’s design. Hence, as each pattern is added to the DreAM broadcast, it greatly expands the diameter of the previous set of pattern’s transmission. That means the Message becomes richer, more intricate, more intimate.

THEN, I realized that I was experiencing Universal Consciousness communicating with the Consciousness within me. I as a field of Consciousness, outside of, yet inclusive of my body, and the Greater (or Great Spirit) Consciousness Field was communicating with my field. Soon, I began to feel warm, all over; what the Great Spirit Consciousness was communicating was having a kinetic effect in my body, in a radiant, non-localized manner. Like the “mmmmm” I used to feel after drinking warm milk and honey.

I Am Not My Body; My Body is a Subset of Me

Soon thereafter, I realized that my self-awareness had progressed beyond my body, to the extent that it seemed like my body was within me, rather than the inverse. That extra-somatic sensory awareness was trippy, because I could feel my body fully functioning, however, the entire perspective was like my perspective of my lungs, or stomach, or something, as I may be sitting in a chair. Just as my organs, and bodily functions are subsets of my somatic experience, my entire somatic experience became a subset of my Consciousness experience. It was not “out of body”, per se; it was more like “suprasomatic self-awareness“.

Leaving Little Room for Doubt That the DreamShift is Real

{From your perspective, especially if you are cynical, skeptical, to dedicated to the Scientific Method, or otherwise disinclined to consider my experience having any “real” basis in my physiological, or psychological experience, what I just shared may seem like my illusive, if not delusional fantasy. BUT–and, ouch, I still feel the memory of this–my next experience convinced me that I was having a more dynamically interdimensional experience than I may theretofore have ever had.}

I was masking my Om intonations with music. At one point, with my headphones on, I misperceived nature sounds preceding some harp music as a serious malfunction of my audio system. Reflexively, I shifted my attention toward my audio system, and began to physically turn my head in that direction, “just to see…”. As I reflexively began to likewise turn my body, I immediately felt like I was pushing myself into a heart attack!!

Suddenly, my heart felt a fist had grabbed it, yanking my attention back to my body. I realized that my reflexive actions, and my abrupt pain were probably directly related, so, I immediately refocused on DreAM’s center dot, and on breathing, deeply, and rhythmically, and not reacting, or responding to the huge wave of fear that was hitting me. The DRs, and the mindfulness mediation, had prepared me for that moment; I was able to simply able to be observant of the pain, and the shock to my senses, without thinking about the “what”, or “why” of the happening in that moment. Within 30 seconds, the pain in my heart had fully waned, however, the flow of heart attack-like symptoms continued, but as though they were somewhat mandatory, and completely disconnected by the interim of time between them.

The next sensation was of something sharp piecing me at the inner edge of my left shoulder blade, near my heart. That was followed by the signature heart attack warning pain in the upper left arm. Later, I realized my lower left forearm, all the way to the tips of the fingers of my left hand had gone numb. Each of those events was separated by at least 60 seconds.

Rather than overlapping, as they do in what I understand to be actual heart attack experiences, each one fully waned before the next commenced, to the extent that my mind did not regard them as part of the same event. Nonetheless, I had an apparently real medical concern arise from a meditation experience that elevate Self expression to a whole new, practical level. Basically, that underscored what I have been saying, more eloquently, since I first started developing DreAM, “Don’t #^@% around with this!”

And, all that, for as much as it was, was just this morning’s DreAM experience!!

Today, I used DreAM as instructed. The DRs are less frequent, but they’re deeper, and longer. Not much that is remarkable to report; too challenged by painful memories that my psyche is confronting, generally. DreAM’s emphasis on the user experiencing herself, or himself as observer of mind, and psyche, rather than active, dynamic participant in thoughts, and/or emotions is helpful in that regard. (That is being augmented by a 6 week immersion in Vippasana Meditation; this being Week 4.)

Aaaahh, there IS one very remarkable development; one that is a direct outgrowth of my mediation focus this week. While observing my own societally conditioned judgement of other people, based on their appearance, or possible reasons for irksome behavior, I realized that I am able to completely avoid that judgment if I am simply observing, without cultural associations. In other words, rather than seeing a man who is an apparently indigent street person in that light, by simply noting, “adult man. dirty clothes, and hair. unpleasant smell. not like the usual person I see”, as though I am a baby, just taking it all in, but not having the conditioning to make the value judgments. I tried that; it’s a very quick course corrector, in that regard.

Now, I understand what Yeshua meant by saying a person needs to become like a little child to enter the Kingdom of Heaven. The Love that that Kingdom is doesn’t make such value judgments in Its assessment of us, so the only way to align our consciousness with that Consciousness, is to vibrate enharmonically, so to speak, by adopting such childlike behavior. That adoption is fulfilled by choice; by simply stopping my value judgment to see an awning, and to be mindful of it, and the building to which it connected, or other things in the user’s immediate field of vision.

Morning

INTERESTING!! This morning, I had the sensation that I was moving into (the DreAM’s] Dream, as it was also moving into me. Within me, it was as though the substance of the Dream was flowing outward from my brain, and spine, into my arms. Wow! THAT is the DreamShift!!!

Evening

More DreamShift. Definite, bilateral (so to speak) movement, and simultaneous–although awareness is of either one, or the other. At this point, the awareness of the Shift whereby I enter my Dream eclipses my awareness of my Dream radiantly entering my 3D Life expression, and vice verse. Naturally, that will move to a simultaneous awareness of both aspects of the DreamShift.

Cognitive Enhancements

Increased ability to connect the dots, so to speak, in a “far sighted” manner; i.e. my ability to see things from the CEO perspective increases, however, my ability to see how the nuts and bolts, i.e. the workfloor workflow remains impaired (by symptoms of PTSD, depression, and physical illness. DreAM demands a profound lifestyle change, not to mention change of self-thinking about oneself. The process, if progressed mindfully, may bring the user to the most profound revelations, however, “profound” is the operative word, and that means deeeep.

Going deep into the stuff of the mind, and psyche, like DreAM does, probably brings on some feelings that vibe like those of being depressed. Certainly, I am very tired after using DreAM, which may bring on melancholy that my mind interprets as depression.)

Better OverView of the Forest

Best thing is the increased ability to see the “network” of the big picture with more clarity, and reliably so. I put off using my HyperAxon software throughout building DreAM–10 months. I was going through things that really would have been best to transit with the aid of my software, however, I really wanted to see what DreAM does to the person who is critically, cognitively impaired by stress, depression, and PTSD. Since I am both the scientist, and the laboratory of this beta test, I needed to create the best possible conditions for getting an accurate understanding of DreAM’s cognitive enhancement effects; hence, avoiding the software’s benefits during the development process.

I am pleased to say that, barring interruptions my experimentations imposed upon the results curve, (the expected graph of the results (y), over time (x), based solely on the prescribed usage), I am pleased to see what’s taking place; things are progressing in an interesting [neuro]logical manner.

Post DreAMing Energy Wane

My need to sleep after DreAM is increasing too–but, that entire paradigm needs to be considered in light of the fact that I have been seriously challenged by my workaholic, 4-hour sleep pattern, so, even though I am not working, favoring DreAM, my meditation, and yoga practices, and spending time with old, and new friends, I simply have not got enough sleep this week for that increased sleep need to be clearly attributed to DreAM. Nonetheless, the post-DreAM power nap is really an invaluable observance.

Getting Back On Track

Today began well. I ended “yesterday” a few hours before today began, laying down to sleep, after DreAMing, circa 7PM, and arising at 9PM to begin my day anew. Began it with DreAM, sans pranayama. I felt as though I am getting back on track with making the most of DreAM.

The Return Of The Displacement Rush (DR)

I had noticed that my experiences of DRs had waned as I slipped into the once-a-day DreAMing cycle. During this morning’s DreAMing, the second in 24 hours, the DRs returned, but more gracefully; i.e. just slipping through the phase shift, rather than being “whoooshed” through it, so to speak. Apparently, as I was guided when developing it, DreAM must be used twice a day for real change to be experienced.

The Dream Begins to Materialize Within, and Through Me!

During the past two times of DreAMing, especially this morning’s, in addition to feeling like I am actually in scenes of places, and actually experiencing things like being in the interior of my dream ride, or dream home, or feeling the full sensory experience of any given part of my DreAM, I am feeling the sensation that is best described as the materialization of my Dream beginning to move into my tissues, via my nervous system, radiating outward from my spine.

So far, it feels as though the substance of my Dream is gradually filling my body, with the extent of being near the outward ends of my clavicles, coursing through my shoulder blades. Moving downward, the outer reaches of the radius of the radiance is at the point where my ribs begin to round toward the front of my thorax, effectively the same radius from my spine as radiation extends through the shoulder blades. To the best of my ability to make an applicable, contemporary cultural analogy, it’s like what I imagine Wolverine experienced when his skeleton was being replaced by adamantium, [but , just the corresponding pressure, with zero of the pain–Erulaitale!]

Chakra Empowerment Through Intoning

This morning, while projecting the Om into my 3rd eye, the potency of the vibration in the corresponding point on my spine, (i.e. 1st cervical vertebra, at my brain stem), became intense, more so than the intensity of the vibration in the area of my 3rd eye, and to the extent where my eyes began to hurt. It nearly felt like a brain freeze, without the freezing cold, (for that matter, without any cold at all.) Whenever I eased up on the tone in my 3rd eye, the pressure in the vertebra decreased too; 1:1 correspondence. Interesting!

In my kundalini yoga practice, I have been practicing causing all of my chakras to vibrate in unison while doing the Breath of Fire. I expanded the 3rd eye vibration to span the spinal points of all 7 chakras [of kundalini yoga science], for a few seconds, intermittently. Too early to do more than just to begin to do that; it’s enough to begin to expand the vibration to my throat chakra, and progress from there.

Usage Parameter Experiments, and Tests Done (for the most part)

Glad to be testing the user’s boundaries during this first 1/3rd of the 120-day DreAM “Initiation Cycle”. Getting these things clarified, i.e. whether to chant Om, speak Hallelujah, do nothing but observe, and breathe, etc., is enabling me to pin down what works best for me, and hopefully for everyone, generally. On this 33rd day of DreAMing, (33 being the “Christ number”), it is an excellent beginning for my new, more dynamic, and powerfully expressive Life within [The], through [The], and as [an] Anointed One.

The past two days have been strange, with respect to timing, and circumstances. As a result, I have DreAMed only once a day, perhaps morning, perhaps afternoon, perhaps evening, or middle of the night.

Need to Sleep

Heavy bouts of sleep coming on me. I am withholding important medications in order to facilitate med test, and that may be a part of the tiredness. Depression is part of it. However, generally, the tiredness like the heavy tiredness I feel after DreAMing. Maybe I am also, subconsciously, experimenting with the Transformation potential of doing it once a day. Maybe Transformation, at this stage, simply needs to be time managed more effectively. Mainly, I need not to give myself “the [horizontal] breather” before DreAMing, i.e. laying down to let go of any extra mental, and/or emotional baggage that I may be holding within my body. Basically, I need to stop babying myself before DreAMing, and switch it up with meditation.

[Note to self: Stop being a pussy; get your ass up, and Do THIS!]

Tentative New Routine
Mediation: 10 min
Focus, (immersing in Love): 1 min; Sodarshan: 3 min; Rest: 1 min; Fire Breath: 2 min;  Relax whole body, feel all chakras vibrating in sync; be within Love, where ego cannot follow.
DreAM: 35 min
Meditation: 15
Allow Nature to integrate what has been gained into microcosm. Regard self radiating inwardly, and outward as comprehensive manifestation of Dream fulfilled.
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Yeah, a solid hour. That’s good.

{I just tried that; works nicely, however, the ending meditation requires a LOT mindfulness because its happening during the phase when the body just wants to lay down, absorb, and allocate the stimulation.}

Daydreaming?

I am spending a lot of time just sitting, thinking, but not really reasoning. Mostly floating, within. Too many possibilities of other, remarkable influences to cite that as an outcome of DreAMing, e.g. Saturn’s return ONTO my ascendant, Venus in retrograde, (my Sun in Libra), having maybe seen too many videos predicting shit hitting the fan on, or circa a specific, date next month, or being oversaturated by the EM [electromagnetic] vibrations of working within the collective vibration of 10’s of thousands of computers in “the basement of the Internet”, while falling back on providing indie IT services here in Silicon Valley for too long. (Needed that fall back though; made DreAM possible.)

Cognitive Enhancements

For the past few days, I have noticed myself being both overwhelmed by stress, albeit also experiencing what are clearly increasing moments of being able to “connect the dots”, in various ways; mostly with respect to determining the path of least resistance to completing tasks, and reaching objectives–generally, and not professionally. It’s as though the air is clearing at the ceiling, after the room has been saturated in heavy smoke.

Ready to Seriously Make Headway
The past three days have helped to enabled me to be test, experiment, and develop a well structured DreAM usage approach that both confirms Wisdom’s guidance about how to use DreAM, and that is experientially both remarkably dynamic, and remarkably, positively, and reliably progressive. Although I may continue to try to tweak things a little here, or there, I am satisfied that I have all the information I need to implement what is, fundamentally, a holistic, and profound personal Transformation experience, such as the one DreAM promises to deliver.