Shift dream

[gone]

Some images from last night’s Shift dream.

I’m some way up a mountain with lots of other people. It is high altitude, yet warm. There is epic greenness mixed with cloud below us; yelps of excitement from some of the other people. The sky is a patchwork of vast tessellating snowflake shapes. The scene is unimaginably beautiful. Folk start base-jumping off a ledge. ‘Jump! Jump!’ shouts someone. Blue flares attached to ankles begin to disappear into the cloud below, exhilarated shrieks turn to silence. I melt into some form of non-existence and reappear on the mountain alone.

I find my way to the town at the bottom of the mountain in a state of confusion. There are people around but no-one I know. There’s a card in my pocket, it’s black with white circular symbols on it. My phone rings. It’s someone I knew a long time ago. ‘Where have you been? We’ve had 159 calls saying you’re missing, which is a bad sign.’ I can’t answer this. The white circular symbols on black keep reoccurring, on lamp posts, shop doors; so does the number 159 and the word/theme of SOUTH.

It becomes obvious to me that Everything Is Different. People are talking about the Shift. Someone gives me a battered paperback copy of Lovelock’s Gaia Hypothesis, except it’s full of poetry. I start getting flashbacks of rock, of floods, and walking under the water, looking up and disturbing the surface of the water with my fingers and watching the world above it diffract. There are other themes which I can’t tie in, some sinister and violent, others to do with differing Time and seeing myself aged.

Most perplexing is that everyone there perceives the Shift to be a brief anomalous event, something which passed through like a storm. They think everything is back to normal and seem oblivious to the fact that Everything is Different. I sit talking with folk on the side of the street; everyone appears quietly content. Some kind of horn is blown and everyone around seems to telepathically link up, something like the ‘sign of the peace’ during a mass. You can feel the link-up stretching into vastness. I wonder if I’m the only person who remembers that it didn’t always used to be like this.

[As I re-read this a large box just fell off the top of the wardrobe].

[Humming]

I once told my mother that after the revolution everyone would trip mushrooms whenever they wanted and the entire population of the planet would be telepathically linked. She's probably repressed that memory, or written it off as pure nonsense.

To me, understanding the telepathic experience is integral to understanding the psychedelic revolution. After the dimensional timebomb explodes, causing not destruction but a vast resurgance of compassion and desire to co-evolution, we will move from a perceived mental singularity: the ego, into a collective consciousness: global telepathy.

I've wondered a lot about how the lines will be drawn--whether individualism is possible when consciousness is shared. It's interesting to think about how the possibility is portrayed in your dream, as a moment of union between individual minds.

Have you seen Alex Proyas' film "Dark City"? The alien creatures have a very similar ritual, called "tuning" wherein they focus collectively to shift reality.

This certainly seems to be the near-future of our evolution--tapping ino the Gaian mind instead of presuming to ignore it. Aptly phrased in your case, as poetry. =)

[ September 24, 2004, 12:49 PM: Message edited by: Humming ]

[Halfglass]

Gelfer hey. Perhaps the Earth Mind has a way to seal off the memories of The Shift, at least for the unenlightened, which would account for your memory of the event.

Among many things I wasn't prepared to explore but which I've had no choice in allowing into my belief system, or to consider with a more serious, studied mindset (due to the psychedelic), is the repeated and unmistalable idea the The Shift will be a thing lasting only moments.

[Proteus]

It makes sense to me that the Shift will occur in a way that “feels” completely natural and rooted directly and sequentially in our previous experience of the world. This seems especially plausible if we take seriously the idea that the Shift results from a recurrent astronomical-terrestrial cycle in which Earth, Sun, and the center of the galaxy align, generating powerful energies that, for a brief time, cause powerful psycho-physical effects all over the planet. In this belief-model, the actual effects of this alignment are relatively gradual and peak only briefly. But the resulting transformation of consciousness is not temporary; rather, it permanently restructures the paradigms framing consciousness and thus inaugurating a new age.

I suppose those of us alive now will notice a remarkable difference—at least until the novelty wears off. But maybe, Gelfer, the matter-of-fact folks in your dream represent second-generation-from-Zero consciousness. For this generation, the new paradigm and whatever new cognitive abilities that emerge within it will be nothing more than “how it is.”

[gone]

That sounds pretty reasonable.

[nanouk]

i am looking forward to see the galactic shift...the world tree, the great serpent, ouroboros...the gate through our galaxy, the information i have read calculates that the shift of the milky way will approximately coincide with winter solstice 2012...i was born in sweden, a tiny village called lima, and i am on a life mission to go to the south american twin, i have been journeying to the andes, by air(of course)...enduring harsh weather and near collisions with aircraft of kinds, climbing sharp rocks, near death experiences, but got there in the end. i feel the shift has got something to do with peru, and a big gathering of shining ones and the grounds have alrady started shaking(world economy), it is not going to take a moment, but we have 8 years to endure before we are at the culmination, and i pray that i am wrong but there will be much sorrow.
maybe this is what the awakenings of the shamen is all about? to be there for everyone and help them through the change?

love and respect,

nanouk