Dreaming, starting from the fundamental level of the body and world, as the aboriginals would say, is not bound to, but a release from the body or the physical world. As Robert Moss would say: “The open secret is that consciousness is never confined to the body and brain.” I tended to start from another level, thinking we are “embodied” within an abstraction, a “world-view.” I seemed to have followed up on this in my own way; but, from the past, I could relate to this for instance: “For don Juan, sorcery was the act of embodying some specialized theoretical and practical premises about the nature and role of perception in molding the universe around us.” “ . . . don Juan stated that sorcerers of ancient times developed a set of practices designed to recondition our energetic capabilities to perceive. They called this set of practices the art of dreaming.” (Carlos Castaneda – The Art of Dreaming)

I had an interesting interrelated thought the other day: for some, spirituality would be to renounce this body and world, for it seems to be the play, arena, of “ego.” This seems to be a little impractical, self-destructive, for this was the “creation” given to us. We are self-aware, individual, distinct; but the problem seems to be that we are caught in “separate mode;” and presumably, separate from the sacred. The best we can do is have ideas in the head; and the world is out there . . . self-serving only. A one you, one world though is a bit rudimentary. To control it, purify it, renounce it, may be missing the point. This world, its not the end point anyways: its actually an opening to many others. From here, one can dream, enter into the second attention: its our nest. “I now realize that the most fitting statement don Juan made about dreaming was to call it the “gateway to infinity.” “ (Carlos Castaneda – The Art of Dreaming)

So, there are a couple reference points here: the basic one of body and world, which the aboriginals view both as sacred, and with Spirit underlying all. Modern man tends to have these divided up, and have an externalized control point. I figured this was due to modes of cognition, and why I had to start with a “fix” here. One can move up from the “one and only,” separate mode, disconnected, nothingness, and with problems of the alter ego, to interconnected mode, being a part of the whole. The figure/ground is a literal thing, gives one some comprehension of “where one is at,” and the ways of the“life world.” My starting point was different, maybe necessary though, heh? From this point we’re connected, and can work within our creation constructively. We become co-creators.

“An intrinsic self, entwined within the universe, in an interactive field of meaning and knowledge.”

So, here we sit, seemingly independent within our bodies. I began getting these impressions, like a radio receiver, not the ones typically close in, but as if they came from somewhere else . . . like a tendency, or an import . . . but leading towards, and revealing why a person became the way he was, a bit warped in this one case. Then there are those times, when we tend to forget about the body, or the feeling of it changes . . . I was pushing stuff in front of me, like cardboard boxes: I was climbing up some metal stairs, seeing the blue railing: I was walking at strong clip.

There were also those times where my body changed into another figure altogether, like a young mountain goat, or young elephant. I’m obviously a child here. These are a bit more than being in the Spirit, and may bring in the mold idea, shapeshifting.

The core? Lying there, but a sudden change of context: instead of the bed, it was like I was lying next to some dark mass. There were these protuberances that I interpreted as “engines.” The next look . . . it was a glowing mass, alive , conscious. My “energy body,” Spirit?