Dreaming the pyramid

Because sharing information helps us in our evolution and understanding, I thought it would be a good idea to share some of the more important dreams that inspired and taught me over the years. This section comes from STARNATIONS (Dreaming the Pyramid's predecessor). Perhaps some of these will help you.

The "Frogman” and a Ship Lost at Sea. Back to top.

Dark skies, fierce winds, and stormy seas surround me. I am on the ocean and sailing upon what appears to be a ship of some kind - like the ones the Vikings used. The sails are down and tied, leaving the ship to the mercy of the elements. Waves hit the boat violently to and fro. I feel lost and afraid.

As I turn around, I am confronted by what looks like a 150 foot tall, grayish skinned lizard like being. This freakish entity looks like a giant frog but is much taller and butt ugly. He has no eyes. Only empty sockets remain, giving him an even grislier appearance.

”You don’t need eyes to see,” he says to me angrily while shoving his fingertips into his sockets. ”Look at me, I don’t have eyes and I see you just fine. You don’t need them either. Don’t use your eyes to see!”

Not believing him, I argue that I do need my eyes to see, and that if I ever need some steroid pumped amphibian’s advice in the future, I will ask for it. The frogman shakes his head, continuing to tell me that having physical eyes does not equate with having vision. I wake up from the dream feeling frustrated.

The Interpretation

Many times, whenever our energies and emotions are unbalanced, water will appear to us in a scary form. For myself, I was going through a taxing time where I found myself doubting my own instincts. Having been exposed to Catholic teachings from a young age, my first immersion into the free world of metaphysics and dream interpretation left me feeling as though I was betraying God.

The large lizard like being, in this case, was my own Spirit, telling me to rely on my own judgments as to what material to learn from rather than my upbringing’s cultural taboos. He was also trying to teach me to rely on feelings rather then logic.

As for the eyes, this being was telling me to not use them, but to depend on another type of eye, third eye, to take me on journeys into Spirit.

The Sasquatch and the Strange House. Back to top.

In the center of my vision is a log house - or at least what looks like a log house. I cannot see anything too clearly. My vision is blurred at the edges, like how a professional photographer uses special effects to give his pictures a dreamy atmosphere. The house sits quietly in a grassy meadow.

Suddenly, the house door opens. Many people come screaming out in all directions. Curious as to why they seem so scared, I walk closer. Suddenly a large, hairy and muscular being comes tearing outside and running after the people. The creature spots me and makes a dead run towards my position. I am so shocked that I cannot move. I fall and pass out.

I awaken within my dream inside a yellowish room. I feel as if I am inside the house. But how, I wonder, I do not remember ever walking through a door to get in here. This is crazy! I am also amused to see myself naked and laid out flat on what appears to be a table of some kind. No straps restrain me, and yet aside for my head, I cannot move a single muscle.

Lifting my head to look between my feet, I see a black, mug sized camera aperture mechanism straight ahead on the wall. Are they going to take a picture of my anus, I wonder? I would sure like to tell them about my more photogenic features instead. After all, who wants to be known as an asshole in other star systems?

A counter of some kind is off to my left. Objects are upon it. I cannot fully turn my head to see these in detail, so I just let it slide. Presences are then felt. Well, one presence actually, but it feels like more - like this being contains several beings inside itself. I cannot recall exactly what it is telling me, but I know it has to do with remembering, and the Earth’s ecology and interdependency of species. So much information is coming in so fast (like data being uploaded from one computer to another) that all I can do is get out of thinking mode and allow my brain to soak up this information for future use. The Beings do imprint a manner in which I can remember them however. it is in the form of tall Blonde people. In this case, in my experience I was given a picture of a beautiful blonde haired woman (which is peculiar since I actually prefer raven or brunette haired women). Before I know it, the dream ends and I wake up.

The Interpretation

To me, this dream was nothing less than a direct visit from Spirit - possibly disguised by my conscious mind as a UFO abduction. Knowing how fearful I would be if confronted by a large, hairy creature like Bigfoot or Sasquatch, that is the form that Spirit decided to take on. I could only faint as it approached me. I was not able to see past the mask.

Originally as Solar Spirits, we played a part in helping create our human bodies. We engineered all our various organs, limbs and members through the creative process of evolution. The manner in which we worked on these while in Spirit was like how a car mechanic interacts with the vehicle - they get their hands dirty by manipulating physical matter. In other words, once I found myself naked and lying down on that table and unable to move, I actually became that car that my Spirit - my higher self - was looking at. This is why people often feel during abductions that there seems to be some sort of weird bond with these entities. Of course there is, since they are looking at themselves from themselves.

These visitations still make many people fearful. This leaves Spirit feeling sad for us, for it wants desperately to be accepted by us again. But to ensure that we are spiritually mature and brave enough first, Spirit still has to keep testing our courage by appearing scary.

The Astrological Pyramid. Back to top.

I am in a desert, walking with a man who exudes both wisdom and compassion. We are on a building site of sorts. A great project is taking place, for excitement and hope fills the air. Other people are around too, but they are too occupied to take note of my companion and I. We walk towards a large stone structure. Then suddenly my vision zooms out and I see myself as well as the structure from a distance. I then realize that the structure is actually a giant pyramid, and it that is adorned with what appears to be huge painted symbols that are around a hundred feet high - one for every corner.

The Interpretation

This dream - or more like a quick flashback - took place in the early nineties. More than any other dream I've had, I consider it to be one that prompted me to consider that the Great Pyramid might not actually be just a large monument, but something else entirely. My studies in astrology later revealed to me that the way this ancient science is set up with its elemental and astrological layout that it coincides perfectly with the Great Pyramid.

The Owl and the Crystal Pyramid. Back to top.

The time of day feels like it is afternoon. The Sun shines brightly upon the land, and I am happy to be here. Suddenly, a movement is caught at my vision’s edge. I turn to see a large brown owl flying across the landscape. The owl calls my name and tells me to follow it, so I do. We go across grassy meadows, more fields, and hillsides. Finally we come to an immense desert like plain, and in the center of this plain stands a huge pyramid nearly identical to the one in Egypt.

”Stay here and wait,” the owl says. ”You need to see what is going to happen.”

Picking up speed, the owl silently glides towards the base of the pyramid then quickly shoots up one of the slopes. It then passes the summit, slows down and stops in mid air and makes a power dive into the pyramid. As the owl does this, the pyramid changes from stone into a glasslike substance - like crystal. I somehow zoom in closer just in time to witness the owl turn translucent and gently land on what looks like a large glass chair. Because of its disproportionately large size in comparison to the owl, this chair actually looks more like a throne, like the kind royalty might use.

The owl has its backside to me and turns its head around my way in a smooth 180 degree motion. Its eyes are huge and transparent. The owl then says, ”you’re in my room now.” The dream ends and I reawake.

The Interpretation

Spirit can take on any form it wants, and in this case, in order to impart a teaching to this often unnecessarily stubborn individual (me), Spirit had to become a stereotyped image representing wisdom; hence, an owl. My emotions were up, as represented by the sunny day.

Actually, the whole scene seemed happy and rather intellectual. The gentle, rolling hills reminded me of the landscapes where I had spent my summers in Saskatchewan, Canada with my father. A comfortable thought. Traveling with the owl across the skies, we came to an object I had been thinking about for some time - the pyramid. The transformation that the owl went through as it dove into the pyramid from the top, symbolized to me how integrated it was to the structure.

Not long after, I learned that inside the Great Pyramid are the King’s and Queen’s chambers. I discover through the application of Chaldean Numerology that the mathematical ratios of the chamber’s measures in volume and the numerological values of the words ”King” and ”Queen” are inverted. The ratios balance out. The male energy is double the female’s in physical size, while hers is double the male’s in Spirit. I also find out that the Great Pyramid resembles half of an octahedral crystal. This was why the pyramid changed into crystal. A crystal and the Great Pyramid are actually the same thing. My feelings say, that this was what the owl was trying to get across to me.

The Shadow and the Pyramid. Back to top.

I am alone in a cold, dark and clammy place made of what appears to be stone walls. There is a stairway too...leading down into a place that has water. Curious, I make my way down the stairs. Suddenly I feel as though I am not alone. There is a presence here, and it is not human, but something else. Then I see it: the walls and stairs themselves are inhabited (haunted?) by an entity that resembles a large, slithering form - like a serpent and yet not. Its movements are slow, steady, and deliberate. It knows I am here watching it, so it begins making its way towards me. Feeling scared, I dare not venture down further in this place. Instead, I stay where I am. And the dream ends.

The Interpretation

This dream likely came about as a result of an experiment I had been conducting for some time. Deciding to step up the pace in learning about the Great Pyramid, I had created six smaller scale replicas of the structure and placed them directly under my bed and in line with my body - just to see what the results would be. The entity I "conjured up" definitely seemed reptilian in its demeanor, but also fluid in terms of what form it chose to appear in. Was this Kundalini? I believe it was. And shame on me - I was afraid of it, though I don't know why.

The Twelve Hour Watch Piece. Back to top.

I am walking along a city sidewalk with old, large brick buildings all around me. On the other side of the street are three people wearing sunglasses. I cannot tell if they are male or female, though I get the feeling one is a man and the other two are women.

The man calls my name out loud and runs over to my side of the street. The two women stay on the sidewalk. Not knowing who this stranger is, I run away. The stranger follows me into a back alley and is gaining ground fast. I spot a staircase ladder, leap up, and hoist myself onto it, thus leaving my pursuer behind on the ground. My joy is short lived. The stranger somehow commands the ladder to lower itself for him and it responds. Feeling scared, I continue racing up the stairwell and dive into an open window inside the building. Running down the narrow hallway, I spot two sofa chairs. I bring both of them together and set up a large wire snare trap between them. I look down the hallway and see the man coming towards me. He sees the trap awaiting him, smiles, and steps over it.

”Look,” he says, ”I’m not here to hurt you, so stop trying to run away. I only came here to teach you something.”
Realizing his sincerity, I apologize about the trap. ”I was only trying to defend myself,” I tell him. We then find ourselves in a large old growth forest with mossy trees and a gargling brook running through it, rendering it the look of a coastal forest. My newfound friend then disappears, leaving me holding a plate sized watch. As I look at each of the watch’s twelve hours, the man’s voice says that if I manage to become at one with each of these twelve hours, I will be able to communicate on a soul level with every tree, rock, body of water, plant, animal, and person around me. ”The one contains the whole,” he says. The dream ends.

The Interpretation

This time Spirit either joined up with two other entities (the women), or actually split itself threefold to show me my inner makeup. I do not know why I ran away from the stranger, as he did not physically threaten me in any way. Perhaps it was a reference to my usually being stubborn and always choosing the harder route.

Well, after unsuccessfully eluding my pursuer, I get the point that resisting is pointless. Giving up, I am finally eligible to be taught something. The old growth forest, being peaceful and serene, seemed like a great place to meditate and learn of things. Notice how the water element, a small creek, was here again and provided gentle reassurance for my emotions. Looking at the watch that Spirit gave to me, eventually I came to learn that by assimilating all twelve Zodiac signs within one’s character, symbolized by the hours, in one’s character, one becomes more at one with all of Creation and the Universe. Indeed, I learned that gradually, every human being is becoming in full contact with Spirit and of a ”thirteenth” sign - just like the world’s masters.

A Lion in the White House. Back to top.

A large white, Victorian style house graces a huge theater stage. Behind the house shines a white light. This light is so bright that my vision is nearly blocked out. Gradually, the light behind the house dims and the house starts illuminating itself from within.

The door slowly opens and out walks an older but attractive blonde haired woman. She has two long braids, each one coming down the front of her torso. She appears to be roughly fifty or fifty-five years of age and has a grandmother’s demeanor. The woman steps up to the stage’s edge and smiles at me in silence. She then motions me with her eyes to look back at the house, so I do. Another carbon copy of the first woman - but younger, perhaps in her twenties or thirties - steps out of the house. This younger woman also steps up to the stage’s edge and stops. Now both women look at me, smiling. Looking back to the house, I see the door open once again. A large, heavily muscled and magnificently maned lion appears. The beast casually glances around, yawns, and ambles over to where the women are, coming to a stop beside them. This lion is unusual, as its eyes seem almost human. They shine like bright flames. Neither of the women fear this lion. In fact, it is as if they are intimately involved with it somehow.

As all this unfolds before me, I look at these three beings and more particularly at the women. I feel as though I have to make a choice, but I cannot say what this choice is and why it has to be made. Two words flash across my conscience, and these are ”life”, and ”trouble”. I then realize how much larger I am than these beings. I shrink myself down to their perspective and look from their vantage point. As I do this, I see a large ”eye” hovering in mid air. ”Ha - I was looking through this eye towards them”, I say to myself. The dream ends.

The Interpretation

From the earliest of times, lions have symbolized power, ruler ship, and a savior element, the ”lion” as referred to in scriptures. These are elements that everyone contains within. In this dream, two women combined together become the lion’s bride.

For each of us, sometime during our lives we are going to run into that divine spark within ourselves (our own messiah potential), and we had better be prepared to handle the responsibility. For a man, what better challenge could Spirit throw than to make him decide between wisdom as portrayed by the grandmother, and a carefree sex romp with a beautiful young maiden?

This type of challenge comes to us several times in our lifetimes, especially when we stand on the threshold of self realization and great accomplishments. It can also come via dreams or in actual real life circumstances. A teenaged nephew once told me about a dream he had like this, so it can come in at any age. All you can do is be spiritually prepared and choose wisely.

During the time this dream came to me, I had also been ruminating over the correlation between female and male energies inside the Great Pyramid and our original sexually androgynous bodies. Within each original human being, I was told by Spirit, was a male force and two female ones. For these two women to unite their sometimes conflicting natures, the male energy (lion) often had to put aside desire and choose wisdom in form of the older woman. If the choice was for sex with the younger one, at the expense of learning a lesson from the elderly one, the end result between the two women would be a huge cat fight.

The Snake and the River. Back to top.

A fast flowing river dwells in a large forested gorge. ”Thomas”, a friend I had made in Virginia, is wading knee deep within it with me. We are fishing for rainbow trout. The river splits itself on either side of a big island. I see an old fisherman standing alone on the riverbank on the right hand side. He seems to blend in with the décor, watching us. After consulting one another as to which side of the island we should take, Thomas and I decide to split up and meet again further downstream. He winds up taking the left, I the right. As I wade my way down, the old man stands up and smiles at me. ”Not much to catch where you’re headed”, he says. ”Just a few minnows and that’s it. Why don’t you join your friend instead? There are better trophies where he’s going.”

Dismissing the old man’s advice as a ploy to lure me away from a good fishing spot, I continue past him. Yes, I can be stubborn, but I am not proud of it.

As I enter the fork, I notice a doorless house half submerged in the river. I wade up to it and go inside. The water levels suddenly drop and soon no water is inside the house with me at all. Just a concrete floor. ”Damn”, I think to myself, ”the old geezer was right. I should have gone with Thomas instead.”

Looking back to the door, I see a three-foot long snake. Two very pretty women are teasing the snake by dancing around it, making it hyperactive.

As the snake sees me, it dashes madly for my legs. The reptile spirals up and around my body so fast that if I let it, I know it will fly right off the top of my head and through the ceiling. This scares me, so I grab the snake by the tail and try pulling it back down. The snake responds by delivering a quick bite to my wrist, making me let go. I feel as though I just wasted precious time and that I should have went with Thomas instead. The dream ends.

The Interpretation

The Kundalini serpent is often present in dreams, and can be threatening or gentle. When this dream came to me, I was in Virginia sharing DREAMING THE PYRAMID in its oral and visual storytelling format with the cards. I was also learning how to channel my feeling sexually attracted to the women attending my sessions into more platonic relationships - an essential skill for any entertainer/storyteller to master. Because my spiritual focus was scattered at best, my Kundalini was acting up seemed ready to jolt up my body.

This fast paced emotional and spiritual growth probably correlates with the river’s fast flow. As for the old fisherman on the bank, I suspect that this was Spirit trying to warn me of a potentially harmful path. Certainly, river detours could mean alternative, and not always productive, paths we sometimes feel we have to follow anyhow - just to go through what we need to go through. Anytime a house comes into our dreams, take this to mean being faced with our own selves. In this case, my house (self) in the detour on the river gradually became drained of water. In other words, my emotional state of mind and soul was going down the drain - just because I wanted to go and have sex with people I did not even know.

A Parade of the Feminine. Back to top.

I am looking out onto a city street from three stories up inside an old building. The day is gray and threatens to rain. The trees are leafless - even though it looks like it is summertime. Sounds of heavy traffic roar in the air. Just another gray day in the big gray city.

Then a change is felt. Traffic sounds disappear. I look down the street in both directions to try finding out what has shifted. Other than the sudden absence of traffic noise, nothing stands out.

Then I see it.

Just around the corner across the street pops out a huge parade consisting entirely of singing, laughing, dancing women. Some are old and others are middle aged to teen aged. As this parade passes by, something beautiful happens. The trees start growing all their leaves back and the clouds start dissipating, leaving room for the Sun to shine through. Everything is bright and colorful.

But the most marvelous event is yet to pass.

As the women gleefully carry on, a massive downpour of whitish drops of fluid, to my eyes it looks like semen or light colored butter, occurs. Most of these stay suspended in mid air, gently bobbing up and down. Curious, I wave my arm through the air outside my window and my entire arm gets coated with this substance. The word Manna comes to mind. The women seem especially delighted with this downpour.

As the parade nears its end, I hear a grumbling in the distance. I chuckle when I see all the backed up traffic. Ironically, I feel that the cars are being driven by men. ”Guess they’re looking forward for the parade to be over so they can get about their business,” I say to myself. As the last of the women steps around the street corner and out of sight, I have a strong inner feeling telling me this is only the beginning of something new. And I wake up.

The Interpretation

Within dreams it is common to see many houses, other souls, at once. Sometimes the amounts of people that dreams deal with are so huge that these become entire cities. So this dream appeared to be one dealing less with myself and more with the world in general.

We live in an era where male and female energies have become out of control. The Yin has nearly destroyed the Yang. The environment has suffered because of this spiritual imbalance. Young women only beginning to come to terms with their sexual powers are behaving in self destructive ways to try to become liked by young men. And young men, still unaware of their true masculinity, treat women as mindless pleasure beasts rather than as equal companions.

The keepers of spiritual power within the Earth have always been the women.

Why?

Aside for the flexibility and more forgiving nature of women along with their greater intuitive abilities in general, nearly everything men have created and accomplished throughout history has been inspired by women. Whatever it is that women want, men are generally more than willing to provide or develop. If a society values material wealth, fame, status, and sensuous luxury, then that is what the society strives to achieve. Under this type of mindset, the natural world is always the loser. The first to feel this impact in the human world are our young people. They manifest this imbalance by indulging in harmful activities such as drugs, violent behavior, isolation, and apathy.

For the right kind of change to come about then, women around the world must continue to unite and support each other in their awakening to Spirit, as many are now doing with healing and talking circles. If women become spiritually strong, so will the men. Women are and will always be the spiritual backbone of the world.

As the feminine gets stronger within society, we will witness a balancing of the world’s energies - a shift from our being mainly a patriarchy to an equal marriage with matriarchy. This will translate to our becoming a gentler, more holistic world, with greater environmental balance and understanding between people.

When will we know we are nearing this time? Life’s barometers are the natural world and our young people. When we are able to drink directly from streams and rivers inside the biggest cities without becoming sick, when animals and plants become super abundant in the skies and forests and plains, and when young people start exhibiting less despair, anger, fear, and aggression, we will know that the great spiritual purification is taking place.

Incidentally, once this occurs, sexually transmitted diseases will disappear and Man’s ”creative juices” will flow freely once again (like manna) between he and his partner. Not only will condoms and other inhibitors to sensual pleasure be a thing of the past, women will be able to mentally switch their fertility on and off.

Dad’s Dream. Back to top.

(My father has always been a gifted if somewhat reluctant mystic; he vividly remembers one dream in particular. It is one he had back in 1969. He has given me permission to share it here with you.)

Dad is walking with a female cousin of his within a large grassy plain. They are surrounded by the voices of people singing on all sides. What they hear is neither symphonic nor orchestral in nature. Rather, the singing is composed of popular melodies, ones already familiar to most people. To the south are the baritones and in the west are basses. Sopranos and altos in the form of women’s voices lay to the north. The east also hosts a musical element, but its nature and purpose is new, unknown.

As they continue onward they come to a valley. Hundreds of yards away and imbedded within the ground in front of them sits a large and ancient mosaic made of colored marble. The pair begins walking towards it in order to investigate when the woman suddenly halts. She turns to face my father: ”I’m stopping here,” she states, ”I can’t go on.”

Continuing on alone, dad comes to a vantage point overlooking the valley. What he sees amazes him: three huge and magnificent pyramids loom in the distance. Glancing to his left, he sees a large open pit. In it are seven men dressed in suits with white shirts and dark ties. They look like businessmen. These men stare directly at him and proceed to hoist several large signs over their heads, each one displaying various geometrical shapes such as circles, squares and rectangles. There are also astrological symbols and scores of mathematical equations and ratios such as Pi, The Golden Mean, and others. Once dad has been shown all that he needed to see, he begins to awaken.

The Interpretation

Dad has always felt that this dream was powerful and had special significance. The ancients believed that the Universe revolved around numbers and sound. Perhaps the singing in the four directions signifies truth within people’s hearts all over the world and their common desire to express it by whatever means they have be it by music, art, science, literature, or philosophy.

The music coming from the east however is new and unfamiliar. The east represents birth. Perhaps this teaching from the east ties in with the many highly advanced souls possessing amazing scientific, artistic and healing abilities being born into the world. These souls have such strong awareness and sense of purpose in comparison to their families that they often feel hopelessly alienated from everyone else. They are wounded warriors searching for each other for support, friendship, and strength. I hope this material helps them find each other.

And then there are the pyramids. Why would a Native American man dream of them? Nothing seems to connect Egyptian pyramids with my people - unless you spend a lot of time with Native elders and hear them speak of a time many thousands of years ago when our people used to live in the middle of the Atlantic and Pacific Oceans. People living in Atlantis and Lemuria possessed advanced spiritual and scientific knowledge, including magnificent architectural structures resembling pyramids. Sadly, as most everyone knows, greed and corruption eventually caused these great civilizations to become destroyed from within and sink. Forever.

For millenia now, people have been fascinated with the Great Pyramid, albeit never really penetrating its secrets - or been allowed access to them. The "businessmen in the pit" holding signs above their heads may represent learned and elite persons who actually played a role in designing and overseeing the Great Pyramid's construction - whether they came from here or not. Are these people with signs over their heads trying to reach future generations and teach us from the past? Assuming that our Native American elders are right and that our people might have come from Atlantis, it only stands to reason that they would seek to continue trying to impart their knowledge to future descendants, even trying to reach them through the dream state. Perhaps these ancient ones also helped design and build the Pyramids in South America and Egypt. They would have banded together and put their collective wisdom into stone, trusting that future generations would eventually be able to decode it. The Great Pyramid would have been their crowning achievement. Perhaps they're fed up with the lies, control, and deceit the masses have been subjected to in regards to their origins and are trying to do something about it.