[Dakini]

Egg, If this were my dream, here is what I would think...

I was stood in my Moms back yard by the fence on a lovely sunny day
...My world looks perfectly fine...and I am placed in a familiar, comfortable position that I know so well...the feminine, receptive part of my unconscious is setting the stage. Only I am on/near the fence... my consciousness being both here and there - in this world, and aware of the other world beyond the fence...here by the fence I am aware of the separateness that exists...There is a division...there is a choice to make...There is also containment of my Self, containment of my consciousness, and I am quite aware of it as I stand next to the 'before' and 'after' of the fence...There is a clear division between my unconscious and my conscious state...reflective of the collective in the world.

when suddenly a flock of swallows swooped across the field really low and made me duck beneath the height of the fence. I was still ducked down when the sky became really cloudy with sunlight only peeking through small gaps.
....When then a great community of others, acting as One Force, comes over me, swiftly, with great skill, speed, and agility...I make room for it out of instinct, I make an allowance, and I stay close to the boundaries of consciousness...here next to the great height of the divide, where the Veils are Thin, I remain, and the sky becomes filled with the Clouds of the Superconscious...with Pure awareness making itself apparent in the cracks above...it is this light of consciousness that must break through the ego to fully emerge

Then I heard a thunderous roaring / whirring sound, and the air was thick with insects that descended onto the grass and I just lay on the floor watching as every spare inch was covered completely.
...And now the Unconscious process of my own awakening, my own shift, comes thundering up...there is a roar as it begins to speak...something is emerging within me of such force, it is audible. And yes, it is strange and primitive and prehistoric, like the urgency of great numbers of insects...Something so prolific and abundant is now covering the very foundation of my existence... Indeed of all of our existences in the world of Knowing.

I was getting really nervous, but suddenly I heard wings beating, tens of hundreds of small pairs of wings.
...There is a natural anxiety within me, a quickening, a small fear of this power, of the force of this unknown, an anxiousness of that which is emerging. Now there is an untold amount of the Unconscious process emerging, taking flight, released within me and to the world...There is a conversion taking place.

The air was filled with house sparrows that set about eating all of the insects until nothing was left. Then they flew away all apart from one single sparrow.
...All around me I see that my house, my sense of Self, is protected, and deep down, I know what I am doing, for I am an Adept, the Great part of me is managing the process with finess, there is no stumbling along the Path, no Slouching my way to Bethlehem. It's as if all these birds are the conscious sparks of The One Source, like living Yods, flying off of me in every direction. I am being cleansed. I am being purified. It is a sight to behold. And then it is down to One.

This sparrow hopped up to me, stood an inch from me before turning off and flying away.
...Yes, The One Source within me recognizes Itself, showing itself to me, This Close - within an inch of my life. 'Remember,' it seems to say.

The sun then came back out from behind the dark clouds and the sky went really blue and pleasent again
...And so this particular process completes...something within me is shifted...I am expanded...I am conscious of my own consciousness....and the pure light of Consciousness shines down on me, shines from me. The sky is again blue...I am as I was Before, but I am different, I am changed, I am transfigured in a bold and mighty Way, and it becomes My Way, my natural, expanded state of Being.

Totally vibrant real life colors and the yard identical in every way to what it is, even down to my old bike sat under the fir tree.
...I am aware that this is a Big dream, bc the frequencies of color emerging are so pure and alive. My consciousness is awake within. My old vehicle, my body and mind as it used to be is disgarded, un-used...it sits beneath a tree that is rich with sap...the Rasa, The Elixir that was fed to me that transforms.

Much love to you Egg