Woke up this morning just shaking my head. Weird dreams indeed. Some background on me, I am a long time student of Energy work and Kundalini meditation, and I have succeeded in awakening my kundalini in a big way after three years of serious energy circulation, and meditation. I am finally after about 3 and a half months getting balanced again after my kundalini awakening.

I have also been a practicing shaman, and I have been to the other side and back with and without the use of plant medicines to get me there. You can achieve similar things using drumming and shamanic journeying and I have been utilizing those tools recently.

In short I am no stranger to alternate realities. I spent the entire time I was sleeping last night jumping back and forth from one interesting plane to another. I was on no drugs other than my usual night time meds of one melatonin and one benadryl.

I went to sleep after doing my Earth Healing meditation, which basically involves me putting Peace/love/joy energy back into the earth and sending it where it needs to go through visualization. This is what got me to the Kundalini level in the first place, so there is where I am placing my newfound energies.

Last night I went to the higher worlds, and met a teacher. A tall man in long grey robes. I could not see his face as it was obscured to me in the energy around him. He showed me the mayan long count and I experienced those classic representation of gears in my soul, inevitably crunching on towards two points that will eventally connect. I was not shown what will happen then, at least that I can remember, but I retained a lot of these dreams, so maybe more will come out as the day goes on.

I was shown the beginning of my own awareness in this life. I was formed allready in my mothers belly and it was as if someone turned on a switch, and I could sense a faint glow through the tissues of her belly and hear the swish swish of her heartbeat in the fluids in which I was constricted. So many memories of my very early childhood were brought back to me in fresh living color.

I went into myself and found a world of energy, rainbow colored energy like an alex grey painting. It was all so beautiful, and it was all of us. I saw our beauty, and remembered our ugliness. I experienced the yin and the yang in a cosmic way. These were definitely not my run of the mill dreams. My dreams usually involve some action, running or fighting, or struggling with something, not learning dreams like these ones. I kept waking up thinking on it nad saying wow, and drifting back off again all night long.

I felt when I was rolling over as if I was rolling over enveloped in pure energy. Strange dreams and nothing psychedelic in a long time to cause that indeed. Now that I think back on it I was having some weird visual distortions in my field of vision before I went to bed last night. Not psychedelic ones, but curious ones. For one thing the distortion in the air was oddly human shaped in my perception, but moved like that clear column of water that came out of the water in the movie abyss, as if I was seeing that out of the corner of my eye.

Wow remembering that all the sudden adds another strange turn to it. Anyhow, that is what I dreamed about last night, and more lol

What do ya make of that?

First of all, thank you for sharing your dream. It was interesting and sounds like many I have experienced in my lifetime. You definitely are experiencing an awakening of sorts. It also sounds like you have some issues to resolve regarding your early childhood. The fact that you did not see the tall mans face tells me that this is a reflection of your higher self and not of another otherworldly entity. You most likely have been studying the 2012 Mayan prophecies and are trying to prepare yourself for your transformation, whether true or not, the energy is around and collective....You my friend have had an astral rebirth, congrats ...which leads me to ....the next paragraph

I do not mean any disrespect but I have a problem with your statement stating that you practice shamanism or are a Samen. Shamans are respected elders who speak and commune with spirits to gather information in order to help another person. In a way they are necromancers who have been gifted with the ability since birth or have have studied and practiced some form of healing arts their entire life. Shamans are usually experienced herbalists, reiki masters or nurses and doctors who use the spirits as the guides and reach these spirits usually through ecstatic trances, ie, drumming or nothing at all. By you doing energy work for three years in no way makes you a shaman. By you recently opening up the great serpent no ways makes you a Shaman. If you were a true shaman you would have already known that the visual disturbances you perceived were otherworldly without having to question it...

Peace

Originally posted by Coopdog

as if someone turned on a switch,

Someone or something ? Can you please explain me this feeling if you can remember it ?

I respect your opinion, and thank you for the reply. I call myself a Shaman because we have a lifetime of spirits behind us. We had to learn young about the spirits around us. I have been a spiritual healer of one kind or another all my life, and have been studying under a incredible Shaman for three years now, and have even got to teach a few times now, and have been through many experiences along this path before I adopted that term after a nod from my own spirit guide. An experience wherein I was shown my own healing song and ritual.

I struggled with it too, but after all, when does one become the teacher instead of the student? It has to happen sometime, and I can't even begin to cover all the things that got me to this point, but after practicing so many facets of basically spiritual healing doing everything from Reiki, chi kung, qi gong, Kuji in, Tai chi, Huna, North, south, and central american shamanism, and just plain being haunted by spirits all our lives, I think I can lay a claim on that title with some amount of confidence regardless of the fact that I still got a lot to learn, as do we all. The awakening of my kundalini put me back in kindergarten all over again, so I am humbled and ready to begin learning this all over again.

I think that what I am undergoing is the true opening of my 6th chakra, as my heart chakra was burst wide open during the awakening of my kundalini. I apologize if the wonder of all of this makes me sound unschooled. To study about things like this all your life and have them finally start opening up in actuality for you is an incredible experience.

It is also a very lonely and exclusive experience. I posted here because there seemed some deeper meaning to these dreams, and there is nobody but my teacher in my life that I can turn to with these deeper experiences. He was very interested, but had no input for me, so here I am.

As to the dreams, the long count is part of us. We are designed or made so that the long count was to be remembered, and that is why the knowledge has remained all these years. I remember very clearly a red trianglular symbola nd a black rectangular symbol slowly turning towards one another, with two more further out approaching a junction. I did not get the impression that these dates were all bad however, but instead came away excited.

I will meditate on the dreams some more tonight and see where my consciousness is led tonight in my dreams.

Peace...

Thank you sir. or ma'am whichever applies. The term shaman is the best thing I can come up with to describe what I do, and I found a lot of help and wisdom in the plant teachers, it also seemed to work for me.

Someone else asked me to explain what it was like, the "flip of the switch". I simply came into awareness, like someone literally slipped a switch and I was there. That is how the kundalini came over me too, like the energy came up to my head and boom I was swept up in the peace/love/joy energy of the universe, never to be the same. (I hope)

The awakening of the kundalini has left me with a childs wonder at the world we live in again. Despite all my studies, I only half believed in Kundalini, or at least for the common practitioner. Last night however was not meant to be a learning night lol I tossed and turned all night and sleep eluded me. Maybe I wanted it too badly.

The last year has been my awakening time too. I have gone through a dozen of these so called awakenings before the kundalini blew my head off at the end of January. Since then my dreams have taken on a distinctly shamanistic and educational tone, and I have been keeping a really interesting dream journal.

This one stood out to me indeed, as they weren't really like dreams at all. I also wondered at the imagery of the mayan long count, a term which is not even natural to me to use, as I have seen representations of it like huge gears moving slowly as in a clock on television similar to the one I was shown in my dream. Whatever it is, it remains interesting...