Dream Clearing
Uncategorized

Dream Clearing

I was visiting a dear friend that I really liked, yet her heart was with another and after a while he was also there. They began looking me over very carefully and decided there was energetic work to be done.

So they removed their clothes and had me do the same and he worked on the front of me beginning with my feet while she fed a continual stream of energy into the places he was working on. They were removing any blockages to the flow of energy through the body and then amping the flow up to increase the capacity of the body to conduct even more energy through it.

It was slow and very detailed work as they worked their way up to my head and when they finished they changed places and did the entire process again and I was all new and very shiny.

I then told her that I had a young son who more than anything wanted to be a part of the Nutcracker and Swan Lake ballet as a participant. Everyone told him it was impossible (except me) because he was very short and stocky, not a ballet body type.

Then, as dreams do, it switched to his audition and just before he went on to perform the Maitro (male master lead – that’s the word I heard.) was being very cruel by imitating his not so graceful movements. Rather than being upset by what was happening, he was upset that his audition time was being taken and he thought he might not get to actually audition. So he went out on the stage and confronted the Maitro, telling him off for taking his audition time, and incredibly the Maitro bowed very gracefully and humbly and said “The stage is your Maitro”.

As he began to dance his heart grew so big from his joy at just being there and performing that he soared and grew and grew into a full grown man and surpassed even the skills of the current Maitro.

There were many tears to see the child blossom into his True Self from the sheer joy of his heart.

And of course all the characters were me, and it was a dream, yet the details and the significance of it are not lost on my heart.

Leave a Reply