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I've had more then my share of good luck today. Thank you powers that be. May all beings sleep well and have pleasant dream tonight.

I don't think someone here is wrong necessarily, or in many such debates (this one is just a really good example). There are several different realities, several different ways to go about things, several different "universes" (for lack of a better word, you know what I mean :>). Hmm, I doubt SM calls their yin qi anything like MP yin qi... Perhaps different qi's or perhaps accessing different frequencies or whatever of said qi. Perhaps different qi's for different things? I know what you are saying, is all others are really variants of yang qi, but perhaps there are variants of this. A rainbow has more than black and white (OK red and white, whatever lol). Or the whole shades of grey thing... so many billion frequencies (and realities). I practice magic (as everyone already knows I'm sure); and I've heard some folks say such and such path doesn't have any power (and I agree in some cases lol), however it is more about the person than the path. What I did realize in all this (as each of the two paths were saying the other didn't have any power) is that each could not perceive or feel the frequencies outside of what they worked with and what they were used to! I found this rather interesting, and actually experienced it myself. Perhaps it is sort of like some folks can walk under power line conductors or past the power stations and not feel a thing, where I get pretty messed up (confirmed by double blind accidental experiments unfortunately). You are asking us to be able to allow, open up and dream enough to accept that the MoPai stuff is reality, yet you are now allowing yourself to accept that you can achieve this in a lifetime. You are perhaps selling yourself short. I'm one of those believe anything is *possible* and just put 100% effort in . I also think that opening up and accepting what most feel is impossible is a good thing. I think that perhaps the chances of you convincing TTBs about this particular Yin qi thing has about the same probability as the folks who come to my door with bibles convincing me to join them . Though I do remember my ex used to invite them in for tea and have long discussions with them. I did tend to feel a little sorry for them lolololol.

Every master I know who comes from China (not Taiwan, Singapore, Hong Kong, or the US) was poorer than most of you can begin to imagine for the longest time, and every one of them is doing very well financially today. Every one of them is authentic, hard-working, and has unique "goods" to offer to those who are capable of prioritizing their lives so as to get them. All of their learning and practice predating their financial success by several decades happened while they were living in abject poverty. I have only one thing to say to all those countless middle-class freebie seekers who, never having known hunger, back-breaking labor since early age, or any material privations whatsoever, continuously launch diatribes against masters going "commercial." And that is, if it was up to me, I'd take everything you ever had through no merit of yours, just because you were born into more cushioned circumstances, and take it back in time and give to those kids who are now elderly men and women finally living close to your standard of living which you consider your birthright and which is in reality your dumb luck. I'd eliminate dumb luck and make this world a meritocracy. But of course it's only a dream... ...for now.

In a dream many breaths ago a baby born from a blue ethereal woman danced and announced to me: "If you see me smiling it's because I am happy ever after. If you see me crying it will only be with laughter."

Very cool, thanks for telling the story. Eleven, wow. Your kundalini must have thought... let me guess... "what have you been smoking?.." I would never touch lab-made drugs, but I have to be extra careful with sacred plants too because I'm super sensitive. My first encounter was -- you won't believe it -- with belladonna, prescribed by a doctor in the old country in the form of eye drops. The doctor told me to drink a glass of milk with these, which was part of the protocol -- to detoxify the "side effects." I took the drops with me going on vacation, which took place somewhere where I couldn't get any milk. So the first night I used the drops, I was thrown into my first dream-vision, and have had them ever since, roughly once a year, sometimes once every couple of years -- in any event, the venue was established and the effects were permanent and blended organically into everything else that happens in my life -- which I know as a number of states of consciousness that have little in common with each other: ordinary waking states, extraordinary waking states, ordinary dreams, extraordinary dreams, and dream-visions that are in a class of their own. The first dream-vision I got courtesy of belladonna terrified me, and when I woke up I found myself in two worlds simultaneously -- the ordinary waking world was there, quite intact, but the vision world was also there, every bit as real. It was like that for as long as it took me to understand that I was supposed to make a choice -- which reality to commit to and which one to abandon. I chose the ordinary, and the other one immediately disappeared from my access (though never from my memory). Pretty educational for a 20-something with no religious or spiritual background whatsoever and nobody but atheists in four generations that went before. Some otherworldly power or other decided that the buck... er, the agnosticism... stops right there I guess.

And a beautiful, uplifting and even a little mystical poem, to bring a little Spring magic into this dreary Autumn day: i thank you God for most this amazing day: for the leaping greenly spirits of trees and a blue true dream of sky;and for everything which is natural which is infinite which is yes! (i who have died am alive again today, and this is the sun's birthday; this is the birth day of life and of love and wings;and of the gay great happening illimitably earth) how should tasting touching hearing seeing breathing any---lifted from the no of all nothing---human merely being doubt unimaginable You? (now the ears of my ears awake and now the eyes of my eyes are opened) ~~~e. e. cummings~~~

The word אבן stone consists of אב father and בן son. There is a bigger mystery. When Joseph had his dream (Ge 37:9 ), there were eleven stars which bowed down to him. He was the twelfth son. The twelve disciples were never meant to be counted as twelve in the mystery. Jesus was the twelfth son. Of the twelve stones on the breastplate of the priest, Jesus was the cornerstone. He was rejected by his brethren just as Joseph was. The word בנא build is the word בנ son followed by the aleph א representing separation. The builders were the sons who were separated from God. They rejected Christ.

Really nice, infinity. Just for the sake of presence, my critique is a very subtle one that takes the line out of a possessive and personal context to activate its dynamic in terms of unity (which is already implied) by modifying the two key elements to an active accepting; loving. Albeit a very small nit-picky point— and not all that important in the final analysis. It's wonderful to dig up these old things and realize how well they resonate with and strengthen the continuity of our practice. Roger said: I know what you mean… in terms of really enacting a dynamic of impersonal vulnerability that gets into the heart of things by fearlessly employing an unconditional openness that wouldn't dream of wanting to change anything because in terms of authentic presence, outcomes are already as they are. Speculative patterns just create a self-conscious self-reflective state which constitutes a false kind of vulnerability that acts like a bait to seduce others (whereby we can blame others for taking it, or not) …but that's another subject.❤ ed note: add "Roger said" above second quote

Hun controls the dreams... they seem restless and looking for action at any cost. I almost never dream... Or at least I never remember them (as we are told we all dream every night). You need to explore why your dreams are this way... Liver/Hun. Your courage seems in the right place so there is some amount of self-actualization. Maybe try this, as a purging action: Slight cup your right hand. Then slap your liver/gall bladder area (or have another do it). And also move to the side of the ribs, and downward... all in a circular motion. how bad does it sting, or not? Wiggle the toes to give it a path out.

hehe, questions! Fun. I dream almost always. They are wild, crazy, constantly changing. Often times violent in some form. Like an action movie! Courage? Hmm....I have it and I dont. Its a constant pull between knowing what I want to do/ be and restricting my self. Overall, I have quite a bit of courage. I always do what is right for me at the time. No matter how scary. What say you, oh wise one?! Peace

Do you dream or how is your dream-state? (no... I won't turn Freudian on you!) And how would you characterize your courage ? (No... I won't compare you to the cowardly Lion!)

yabyum wrote: ❤!! What is wonderful is that in finding that just this place is Reality, that it is the function of everyday situations and that this pivot having been on the verge of action in perpetuity both in terms of absolute and temporal—its Sameness is pristine incipience; whether we get involved or not. The scene changes and affects our relative balance according to our attachment. What is so alien to most everyone is the notion of the mechanism within the critical juncture of every cycle. Cycles repeat because they are so by virtue of creation. This is the mechanism. This is because in talking about it, it seems like doing. There is no doing involved. It is a matter of seeing. The simple over-riding fact of life is that in not seeing is how we get dragged along by circumstances. So in seeing is the key to the enlightening mechanism of detaching from creation at the right time. Immortalists use the mechanism to their own advantage to return to the beginning of every cycle by incrementally seeing a bit of the essence inherent in all of creation. In following creation, one gets karma. In following Tao, one gets immortality. Seeing through phenomena without denying characteristics is how not to follow creation. There is no other way to follow Tao by virtue of seeing the essence of potential in everyday ordinary situations than by not going along with created karmic cycles. Seeing and karmic involvement are mutually exclusive. Though they are the same in terms of potential, yet one ordinarily follows the light of conscious awareness of life and death or one naturally follows it in reverse to arrive at its source of nonorigination. There is no other mechanism beyond the incipient manifest respiration of the Way, which is the alternation of yin and yang, whether it is seen or unseen in the course of affairs. Ordinary people go along, whereas enlightening beings go in reverse thereby to return to the source; at first incrementally, then, eventually, they return all at once. Otherwise there is a tendency for people to think of following Tao as a moralistic, passive, or even a preemptive avoidance strategy. It is beyond convention. It is already inside you, naturally to be discovered by those who will. How else would one enter into inconceivability than by entering the mystery of the Tao in reality? Tao is Mind. There is no other mind. There aren't two, let alone one. It is in willing to treat mundane situations as completely real adventures, where one consciously and honestly doesn't dare to presume upon one's conventional knowledge as ordinary people do habitually— thereby to speculate on their relative karmically saturated outcomes. One is already vulnerable to the consequences of events, aware or not. There are no innocent bystanders; no survivors. Using ordinary circumstances to practice authentic unknowing is a game of life and death— not in the morbid sense, but in the sense of self-refinement leading to arrival of harmonizing one's light in the Tao as well as harmonizing the light of awareness to the circumstantial events requiring our response. In buddhist terms, meeting the matter of life and death is not living one's life in vain by actually experiencing the Great Death, the Great Wonder of suddenly arriving at the selfless realization of essential nonorigination which is spoken in terms of the absolute. Regardless of relative or absolute, gradual or sudden, the reality of the matter of life and death is one, without before or after in perpetuity. I'm talking about right now, right here. This is the natural pivot of awareness of enlightening being, and no one knows why. Actually how "catching the Tao" comes to pass is in detaching from habitual psychological patterns, and their combined momentums. Eventually, after a long time, artificial momentum loses its kinetic (karmic) force, and in letting the world pass us by, the Tao's influence in our lives picks up our brave and lovely inner hitch-hiker who wouldn't dare dream of knowing how the next fresh breath will or won't come to pass in the next turn. ed note: add text below "❤!!", add "in perpetuity. I'm talking about right now, right here." in penultimate paragraph

Interesting thread and good to look back at who I was and am and will be... My dream as a young boy say 12ish was to be fully enlightened and to have full knowledge of myself and reality and to choose the moment of my death and just leave. I guess I kind of wanted total power/knowledge and no fear. Had a pretty good crack at it when I was 21 energetically (Bliss, forehead cracked open and had no body just conciousness) but came to a kind of dead end on my knowledge as it was forced and not a balanced holistic experience. I kind of realised I had to get a job take care of myself (rent etc.. ) and enter the system fully or join a spiritual institution which was not for me as I like my freedom of choice. My ultimate dreams are the same although I have taken detours and gone in other directions seemingly to push back the world which demands so much (so it seems) and changed my understanding of those goals. These ultimate dreams have become more important than ever now I have young children. As I want to be the best dad I can and that means being honest to my heart and its dreams. If I can give them anything it would be love, wisdom (qi gong / greater conciousness) and understanding (compassion), if I don't cultivate these how can I give them. Obviously I will also show them to the best of my aility how to navigate the world too. I have other dreams too but these are for the practicalities of life.

Yeah, the desire to talk about music will almost always bring people closer together. I PMed him once with a request to return but got no response. Yeah, I can understand that. Chase the dream. When you get my age dreams don't even matter anymore. Holding to a plan for just one day is enough of a challenge. Perhaps he is still young and reserved? His interests indicate that he could be posting all over this board. I can't recall any post from him telling us about something he constructed with bamboo.

In the book I mentioned the author talks about making the energosoma (I think) more flexible in order to more easily move out-of-body. I would just call it the energy body. In any case I want to exercise my energy body, make it more flexible, make it easier for me to astral project. I also want to have a focus object during meditation that requires intense concentration, which this does. I have tried counting, focusing on breath, eyes half-lidded and eyes closed and mantras. I catch myself making, for lack of a better term, a thought-noise for my breaths when I focus on breaths, counting works OK but is itself a thought, and whatever purpose that is supposed to be accomplished through eyes open is beyond me. If I close my eyes I get lost in imagery more often than not. I have also tried "just sitting" type meditation. Making meditation itself the object of my focus is too subtle I guess for me :/ The most focused meditations I have had were sitting outside focusing on the wind. I can sometimes do that inside focusing on raindrops. Sometimes I can focus on the feel of my beating heart, but I am hesitant because I had done this before and had chest pains, although this has not happened recently. So my goal here is to combine meditation with a meditation object that requires a lot of focus, the end goal to consciouslly (and fully) astral project as well as dream.

I was recently having some pretty intense thoughts about my True Will, Life Purpose.etc.I have found that my dreams and ambitions change as i change as an individual. I was doing one of those Pavlov Hierarchy list of needs and this is what i came up with from top to bottom. 1. Cultivation 2. Practicing Divination (Tarot) 3. Practicing Martial Arts 4. Pursue a career that involves, compliments or enables me to do the above 3 -In many ways i am already living my dream as i do the above 3 already.i just need to find an occupation once i finish up college that enhances my ability to do them. You're idea about starting a retreat center sounds really cool BKS, give us an update when it comes to fruition. My 2 cents, Peace

Nice thread! Will read posts in more detail when I have time. My dream is to be a rock star...always has been haha. Though in recent years, I have also been fortunate enough to work in music/ent and also have an "I just do what I want" type of life. So 50% of the dream has been accomplished. Or maybe 100% of the dream has been accomplished. Being made a rock star isn't so much in my control, after all

I am reading a book: http://www.amazon.com/Demystifying-Out-Body-Experience-Exploration/dp/0738730793 In it the author teaches an energy exercises, where you think about an area, like the top of your head, and you direct energy down through your body, out through your feet, and back in and up again. No mental imagery or visualizations. No looking at the areas of the body where this is occurring. No matching your breathing to it. I think I understand it, I feel the energy as warmth and I follow it with my mind, feeling it, as it slowly (and I mean slowly) goes through my body. Some areas are energetically blocked, and I just direct my thoughts to them and feel until I actually can feel the warmth. I have added to this a practice of doing the same thing at the base of my spine, gathering energy there. I have had some very vivid dreams from this, and I may have actually projected, because in one of my dreams I was in a car that flew out over a cliff, so a definite sense of flying. Also longer dream recall. Well I have been struggling in my meditation practice, and obviously energy is not flowing very well in my physical body, so I thought, OK, let's, metaphorically speaking, kill two birds with one stone! Tomorrow I intend to meditate on the movement of energy in my body, focusing on that as I send it down from the top of my head, out, and up through the soles of my feet. I think this is a really cool idea, but what do you folks think? I appreciate your advice! - DreamBliss

Now why the quoting box holds soaring crane responsible for my octopus is anyone's guess. (And I changed it a bit because turns out it's Ringo Starr's dream, but Ringo has one syllable too many in his first name, and one extra consonant in his last.) Everyone you meet walks in a rainbow aura. Want to paint it black?

Nightmare of the shrimp, the octopus, Beatles's dream. Garden in the shade...

Rara , my opinion is that it depends on where you are at . If you are truly capable to "shower love" in your dreams than do it as that is going to raise your vibrations and do not allow space and reason for negativity of any sort . If not , experiment and see what works . It is about finding our own unique courage , love , wisdom -- our own way of relating to life . Learning to walk all over again . On spiritual path we are learning how innerscape and outerscape , dream and awake connect and interviene . What you are going through is a MUST for all of us , and we all must learn it -- our way . Learn to navigate through these pathless pathways without any signposts and see through thick fog . It is really strange how life turns out to be .

SUFI DANCE On certain nights I attend Sufi dance. I can't remember where it is or how I get there, or, for that matter, how I get home and back into my bed. I talked to a friend about it. He told me I was dreaming. But if it is a dream why do I wake up so sore and tired? Sometimes I have blisters on my feet. But I feel I'm getting somewhere with it, I'm no longer getting as dizzy as I used to. I seem to be developing more love and patience. I look good, people tell me. I was practicing a very difficult part of the dance last month. The teacher wore orange robes and the dance was very technical. The month before, a different teacher, (who wore a red robe) taught a simpler stamping dance, a somewhat angry yet purposeful dance. There was a teacher before that a beautiful woman who wore a silver robe, her dance was fluid and graceful. I didn't do very well. I think I became a little infatuated with her, it was hard to concentrate. I liked the blue teacher, his dance was joyous and expansive. Good things happened to me after his lesson. In my mundane life, that is. The green woman! Well, that was easy! But I was a little confronted. Well worth it, because after those lessons, I met her - in my mundane life. The Golden One seemed to be saying he is what I will become. I found him a little confusing. I haven't been taught by the black teacher yet, I have had a glimpse of her style. She is naked and black and sprays of stars and spiral galaxies cover her body. But now, it’s all mixed up. Sometimes I seem in one level of the dance, and at other times in another level. But lately there is no teacher. No particular colored robe and no difference between the me here in this part of the dance and that me there in that part of the dance and another me over there in another part of the dance. But at the same time I am out of the dance and watching myself and the other dancers. When that happens the dance becomes a huge astral entity, a massive cone of light with layers and bands of colors and dancers and teachers. Each colored circle, one on top of each other, diminishing in size; a huge cone of dancing, multi-colored, banded light floating and rotating amongst the blackness and stars of space. At times while I am in the dance other dancers come into my space and bounce and career off me spinning madly, grinning, singing and dancing off to their destinies on other paths and trajectories. In this part of the dance are wild eyed poets giggling on LSD, dancers that are leaping and floating like fauns and satyrs somersaulting leaving behind them trails of stars and sparkles. Lately I have connected with a dance partner. We dance exquisitely together, she looks just like my partner in the mundane world but lately she seems to have distracted attention. Something seems to be bothering her, perhaps it is me? It probably is. My dance is far from perfection. When I look up through the translucence above, I see exquisite dancers. They are vibrant and ecstatic. I want to be like them. They fall and tumble but this helps then to rise in their total control of the dance. Even when they misstep. I want to be like that. And when I look down I see the dancers below me still learning the dance. I remember when I made those mistakes. Some are awkward and squabbling like cranky penguins but others are concentrating and aspiring. But sometimes, when the dance blends with my mundane life and I seem stuck in the middle part of the dance. A crazy insane part of the dance that must be passed through to finish the dance. It does with me what it will and I can only respond to its energy and lose myself in the ecstasy of not being there. But I know I am there. Just as I know that at this moment life seems much too serious to be taken seriously and so much is happening all at once, that it must be a dance or a dream. But it matters not because one thing I have learnt is that no matter how hard the dance is, if I persevere and continually attempt to see life from the top of the cone, in my higher consciousness, with purified love, I will survive and rise up beyond the cone to the ecstasy of infinite space and feast upon the stars of life. ~ Nungali

"Sleep researchers estimate that nearly three quarters of our dream emotions are negative." http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=15778923

Spit on his face and tell him to get outta the way !!!!!!!!!!! I never forget lucid dream many years ago where I had a vision of devil and remebered the saying : "If you turn your back to devil he will harm you , if you face him he will dissapear . " So I decided to face the devil that time in a dream , took a knife in my hand and stabbed him . If you are lucid ask yourself why and what is it that you are scared of (this can be done super fast as an energetic scan or mental enquiry )? Establish and remind yourslef who you are what is the situation occuring . Remind yourslef of impermanency of all things occuring . What is the name of your Fear ? Face it toroughly and let it go , do not keep it . If can let go and not identify with it , your vibrations will raise naturally and any notion of demons will dissapear . Dream/visions will dissaper with it too . Or alternativly try and wake yourself up .

Nightmares are there to help you remember the dream. They are a stepping stone to lucid dreaming.