In one of those wake up go back to sleep sessions, I found myself next to this massive dark castle wall, at night, mountainous, cloudy. There was a soft windowed light on up there, rectangular. As I moved to investigate, I saw a path leading up; but then there was the light thing crossing it, like a rectangular yellow object, like a TV screen. Came to meet me.

During an ordinary session, I put up the goal to myself to connect with the more intrinsic, worthwhile. I found myself flying, doing a swoop along a coastline. Did a quick turn and then a barrel roll, and orientated myself towards a monk meditating on a high peak, surrounded by the ocean. As I got closer, suddenly he lighted up, shining all around. Energies. As I thought about that, I was able to face him, see how he looked, and have him discern my considerations.

Yes, that was “Me” from that front page and blog . . . my doings and writing. It also synced with “something else.” Its not necessarily just books, hey?

So . . . The “Ways of Intent” . . . An “Interactive Field of Meaning and Knowledge” . . . “Identity, Selfhood.”

Social/personal self . . . Intrinsic Self . . .

This allowed me to avoid getting into further battles below this level, and I could move along, not getting concerned about the various internalization/externalization issues.

Likewise, before this, I tried not to apply my energies in random ways, in ways that may have been in the wrong directions . . . I was thinking: “Who are those who are interested in this?”

You could say I was following the razor’s edge here, a way to do my things, and consider what other’s are trying to do, as well.

Once I hit that further sense of meaning, development, I was on my way! One’s Life World within the Greater World . . .

It was like I was holding a golden blade, with many etchings and glyphs upon it: I was comparing it to the ancient writings on some old stone tablet. Then there was an extension into a further state, instead of the blade, a smooth cylindrical object with a round end, moving along into a clearer golden space. Lingam?

It was like I was aloft in the sky, with the rain falling down around me, looking down to a wondrous mountain scene, with a rugged flowing stream, amongst all the foliage. The comforting goddess presence commenting that there was so much more possible.

“ . . . he had deciphered the designs graven on the silver key. A gate had been unlocked–not, indeed, the Ultimate Gate, but one leading from Earth and time to that extension of Earth which is outside time, and from which in turn the Ultimate Gate leads fearsomely and perilously to the last Void which is outside all earths, all universes, and all matter.”

H. P. Lovecraft. Through the Gates of the Silver Key by H. P. Lovecraft (Halcyon Classics) . Halcyon Press Ltd.. Kindle Edition.

Freud spoke of two minds, and a symbol in between for we were afraid. I spoke of an abstraction, construct, a small meaning within a greater meaning, a way to evolve.

Moving out of that mirror, like one might get in that internalization/externalization dialectic, into that multifaceted reality . . .

One’s small meaning is in interaction with a greater reality: its why we dream. Self-hood is moved along in newer activations.

Like in a jigsaw puzzle, one becomes a part of the “bigger picture” . . . One’s Life World within the Greater World . . .

“A Self entwined within the universe within an interactive field of meaning and knowledge.”

(Ah, that sounds better; it moves one on from the typical, into the greater, multifaceted. I needed a more goal orientated, developmental perspective, dealing with it all type of orientation. This is psychology . . . one can do one’s philosophy, spirit quest now. So, besides the mirror, I got that sense of a greater reality now, with extended meaning and purpose. I did have that original orientation of taking off one’s goggles and seeing the Truer Reality, Existence; but I see there are further steps.)