THE GOLDEN COBRA dream … an ancient God appearing (excerpt from FOAL and the Angels)

dream cobra PAINTING BY ANDY BOERGER
http://andysart-andyboerger.blogspot.jp/ Yoroshiku!

This dream is one of those that I call BIG DREAMS, so it goes without saying that I had to insert it into the first book of FOAL and the Angels ` story.  This dream was so very remarkable not only for the deep, deep sense of sacredness that totally overwhelmed me, but also for the incredible vividness of the colors and the accuracy of the most minute details.

Do such colors exist on Earth ?? … I wonder.

The colors and the sense of Sacred surrounding this spectacular animal, this truly Divine Being made of pure bright gold was a sight to blow your mind away.

In the dream, for some reason, I remember` knowing` that this was no superficial veneer of gold, but it was actually made all of pure solid gold, and this seemed to be important.  Nonetheless, the movements were so fluid like melted gold, and yet solid. Really have no words in my arsenal to describe this, but believe me, it was an  incredible vision.

 Since there is little more I can add to what I already said in the book, I shall just copy that chapter here. Again let me say that even if I use the name FOAL, this is my very personal experience and exactly, to the very speck , how I saw it in the dream.

In the last paragraph I dwell a bit on my fascination with the Divine and yet my running away from it.

The beautiful painting is by Andy Boerger, who endeavored so beautifully to make it as close to my dream reality as it could be. Thank you Andy ! It`s been a blessing knowing you !

 THE GOLDEN COBRA DREAM

Foal sees himself in a room sitting at a wooden table with other people .

This huge serpent,which is as big as the biggest Anaconda he could ever imagine, at least 30 yards long, is coming at him again and again, as if he has a special interest in him. The color is yellowish brown, with some faint black stripes. Although it doesn’t look as if it wants to hurt him, Foal feels scared and closes his eyes so as not to see. It is so big ! Just the head is bigger than two rugby balls put together.

As the snake approaches again from behind, Foal feels the big head resting on his neck, just under his right cheek. Foal can feel its bifurcate tongue, darting in and out and touching his skin on his cheek and neck. Somebody somewhere is saying “ It’s alright”, but he is petrified in fear.

Then the scene skips and he sees himself outside running on a big dirt trail . He is on the left side running like mad, and the huge snake is pursuing him several yards back in the middle of the path. Then, all of a sudden, for some unfathomable reason, Foal just feels compelled to stop and look back.

His heart skips a beat … what he sees takes his breath away …! he has never, ever seen anything more beautiful! The huge serpent is in the middle of the path and it is all gold, huge and GOLD !! It is all gold, pure shining gold !!!

Its cheeks are now all puffed up, rather like a Cobra, and they are reflecting the bright gold rays of the sunshine. From the nose to the puffed-up cheeks there are some dark cobalt stripes, which remind him of the golden mask of Tutankhamen .

The serpent is looking right at him, or rather, right into him. His eyes seem to bear holes into Foal`s.  Foal cannot take his eyes off the snake.  He stands transfixed and he has stopped running.

He can see everything, up to the smallest details. He can see the golden muscles rippling under the surface, so strong and supple in their swift bending movement, yet made of solid gold and reflecting the sunlight. He can see the golden hood completely raised and inflated, the eyes exuding and impressing sacredness. The serpent towers over Foal in all his majesty.

A KING COBRA . A GOD COBRA. Like one of those Ancient Gods.  So incredibly beautiful , so sacred .

 

Foal woke up in an ineffable and liberating stupor.

A flood of understandings overwhelmed his mind. He needed to make sure all was down in paper, in case he forgot, so he grabbed his pen and started to write it all down in a rushed fury. And so he wrote:

“I think it’s the same theme as for the Stag dream .

I am fascinated by the Divine, but I feel so small, awed and overwhelmed by it.

After reaching out, I always try to run away, but It comes after me until I am forced to look at It, to acknowledge It.

I feel scared of such Beauty, I feel that I am not yet ready to look directly into so much Living Light…

But the Divine is not One to let us go easily and comes after us and begs us to look at It.

And as we stop to look, we discover all the Beauty and Love that has been there all along.”

 

Click on the image to read about Foal and the Angels on Amazon.

Foal and the Angels

.
Foal and the Angels: Wisdom Comes Through: A Journey of Understanding
http://www.amazon.com

https://spiritualjourneyofthesoul.wordpress.com/

Advertisements

“I AM here to manifest you, Lord. Make me`LOVE`.” an OBE after a Prayer

 

1379674_10152020908566623_397225867_n
PHOTOGRAPHY BY RACHEL BURCH http://www.rachelburchphotography.com/

 After some five years of the mystifying experiences  I called `physical dreams` (but now I know were actually `etheric out-of-body projections`), I found Buhlman`s and Monroe`s books and got myself some reasonable tools to deal with these inexplicable nightly occurrences.
I knew what I was dealing with now and what to say for more clarity and also what to do in order not to go back into my sleeping body, so with all this new arsenal of information, my out of body experiences took a different turn. I was not touching things as I was before in such physical way that I couldn’t believe I was asleep, and I was not so focused on dispersing negative energies around me, as a true ghost buster. Rather, I started flying and passing through walls. This was a first for me.

So this is how a new chapter in my `night-life` started !
This particular night, just before sleep and just out of nowhere, these words of Prayer took form and voice, and so I prayed  : `

“I AM HERE TO MANIFEST YOU, LORD.

I NEED TO BE LOVE TO MANIFEST YOU, LORD.

MAKE ME “LOVE”.”

Now as always, let my Journal speak !

 April 25, 2010        1 am.

 I prayed so spontaneuosly:

 “I AM HERE TO MANIFEST YOU, LORD.  I NEED TO BE LOVE TO MANIFEST YOU, LORD.  MAKE ME “LOVE”.”

 Then as I tried to sleep, but couldn’t, I got up and went to the bathroom. Came back to bed, did the Dream Paraliminal CD, then took the earphones out.

Kind of feeling something may be happening. Had been having light vibrations since after 11.30 pm.

Now, vibrations are a new thing for me. Wonder if it is because of the influence of the OBE books. Before reading all these books, I never felt any vibrations at all,  just found myself in the center of my room  and sooooo out of body.

  1.30 am.  OBE

Again, without any vibration, I am conscious of moving out of my body, just a slight shoulder twist and up sitting on the bed.

The separation is smooth. No sounds, no strong vibrations, just OUT like that.

But after this, things are not smooth at all.

Find myself near the ceiling, but not really in control, then I  fly down closer to the floor, and go around the perimeter of my room in circles,  like a merry-go-round. (mmm, very funny …)

 Then I am up near the ceiling again, also going round and round but feels like I don`t know well what I`m doing. (Also the very first time that this happened, several months ago, I was going around my chandelier like forever, like stupid forever!!!)

I squeeze my eyes, just as when you watch a scary movie,  because I am afraid that if I see my sleeping body, I may be sucked back in. I don`t want to go back into my body, want to try some more of this.

 Then I recall Buhlman`s words that I should say “Awareness now” or “Clarity now “, and  I do so, but the result is not as good or as strong as I thought.

 I am still in my room and struggling for control, but finally do manage to fly up again near the ceiling and joyfully start cavorting in the air for the pure pleasure of it. I love this !!! I feel like a kid!

Maybe feeling more confident, decide it is safe to open my eyes completely, and see if I can really see my sleeping body in the bed. I am still afraid I may go back into my body if I see it, but I try anyway.

At this moment I am near the ceiling just above the upper frame of my bedroom door, and from there I look down, and there I am !! wow . What can I say …

Under the covers of my bed, there is the silhouette of a body with a foot and an arm sticking out of the bedcovers. I can`t see my face though, it`s too dark and the bed is too far, and besides, the face is looking the other way.

I am thrilled that I can really see me and still be in the air, so I decide to try go downstairs.  Actually I want to try say “Universe”, but  don`t feel too confident in my astral navigation system ( 🙂 !), and abort this plan .

 As I start to move, I remember Buhlman said I could pass through walls if I wanted, but I somehow hesitate. I am afraid of trying and not succeeding. Then kind of pull myself together and look at the wall with determination. I start by pressing my right shoulder against it and push. Then push some more. Feel some resistance at first, but then wow! I simply go through !!  I am elated at this, that it is all true and that I can do it. Decide to `fly` downstairs and go to the entrance hall.

 Here I am struggling to stay OBE, so I try to concentrate on out-of-body things, don’t remember well here, but I am finally able to go out of the house. Before I know it, I am in my garden and for some reason, I start going up and up at extreme speed all the while repeating (maybe afraid ??) “I love you God” over and over again.

It all feels like a blur and it`s kind of a bit vague here. Then it feels like I`m being pulled back to my body, but I am actually rather hovering just above it.  I am desperately trying not to go in yet.  Then I go in, but know /feel I can go out again, and so I do.  For a while, I seem to be playing at going in and out, several times in a row, don’t know why, but then I wake up inside the body.

 Big points :

Moving out smoothly

Not good control of flying

Flying in circles

Seeing myself from above in bed

Getting some control, happily cavorting near the ceiling (and maybe in the sky too, but it`s only a vague remembrance here)

Passing through the wall

Repeating “I love you God”

 

Well, not truly exhilarating as many of those OBEs stories I read about, but a new start for sure.

Different from my `physical dreams` (etheric projections) where everything is so very physical and the me in there is so super-focused and like on a true mission.  In this experience, I am much more conscious of being `me`,  clearly remembering all I had read in Bulhman`s and Monroe`s books.

Thinking so rationally, so logically, so …with my brain. With the exception that my brain was in the bed sleeping with me ….mmmm… so what ? we don`t need the brain to think ????? but really ?? WOW! Who is thinking then?? WHO IS THE THINKER ??

 

 

 Click on the image to read about Foal and the Angels on Amazon.

Foal and the Angels

.
Foal and the Angels: Wisdom Comes Through: A Journey of Understanding
http://www.amazon.com