Dreaming. It’s such an amazing part of being a human. We can fly in our dreams, experiencing the absence of Earth’s gravity. Dreams can shut off our brains long enough to allow us to work out non-linear, creative solutions for our waking lives, and often process or integrate issues seemingly too heavy, too dark for the daylight.
Many people, myself included, have experienced talking with loved ones or pets who have left the physical world in our dreams, gaining a sense of peace after the loss. Dreams can warn us about people or situations, or alert us to a surprise or shift headed our way. The possibilities are endless in the dream state!
As I describe in Becoming Sar’h: Book One, a dream is what made me finally make the decision to leave my marriage, which was no longer serving my soul journey. All the facts in the world were not enough evidence, for lack of a better term, to leave, but the sensation I received from a dream told me without a doubt that it was time to move on. The dream occurred in May. I left my marriage that June. Four months later, I had an awakening experience that would shift my entire journey in this life and become the topic of my first published book.
Similarly, my friend, Alice, told me it was a dream that triggered her leaving her career in medicine. In her dream, she was swimming in the lake at the bottom of a huge canyon. She realized she was alone in this magical place as she became aware of the stunning beauty of the canyon.
“When I woke up, I knew I had told myself (through the dream), that this particular part of my journey was mine alone and that it would yield beauty unlike any I had ever experienced,” Alice told me. A few months later, she went through an evolutionary soul experience, which is another story for another time.
Lucid Dreaming, Remembering and Analyzing Dreams
Lucid dreaming is the term used to describe being aware that you are dreaming, while dreaming, and even being able to make choices to shift the course of the dream. It was something I first read about as a teenager and knew I had mastered when I had that panic-filled college exam dream – you know the one where you realize you have an exam you did not study for and then you are desperately trying to figure out what to do. Instead of doing the normal panic routine, I realized what was going on in my dream and decided to find friends and invite them out to wine and dinner. I sat there in the dream, drinking wine and enjoying my friends’ company instead. What did it mean? Not much except the simple realization that I am the creator of my reality both awake and asleep.
That brings me to the next point. Not every dream is going to mean something or symbolize something in your waking life. I call this story burn off. It’s simply all the stories in all the realities you exist in, playing out. Story lines that you did not choose, that make no sense in waking life, stories that do not belong to you or your journey. To me, story burn off feels like a release of sorts.
And, as I spoke of above, there are the times when you know the dream holds a message. You wake up, recall the dream, and deep down inside you know it needs to be examined. Sometimes a dream dictionary like Tony Crisp’s will help point you in the right direction. Other times, it is something for you to decode yourself – at the soul level.
My friend, Tess, said it quite eloquently, “I’d say the dream state has been a very personal, unique experience. I found writing my dreams down immediately upon awakening to be very helpful. Otherwise they would fade in moments. Then as time went on, I became more adept at unlocking my own symbolism that I received.”
Tess also said sometimes she would ask her soul a question and wait patiently to receive the answer in the dream state. “But usually when least expected,” she added. “So one has to be patient and let (the question) go first."
On that note, here are my tips for remembering your dreams and lucid dreaming:
ASPECT INTEGRATION IN THE DREAM STATE
For those who really want to dive into the deep end of awareness…
For those of you looking to go even deeper in the dream state, I cannot talk about dreams without talking about aspects. As I wrote in Becoming Sar’h: Book One, aspects are identities our souls created in the past to answer the question, “Who am I?” They often take on their own voice and cause chaos and confusion in our lives if we are not conscious of them. Sometimes we create aspects to fill roles in certain situations, like daughter, wife, or business owner. Additionally, past life aspects or identities come into play and even ones created in dreams and other realities.
When we are unconscious of them, aspects can drag us in all directions. They can literally haunt us. Sometimes, when I thought I was dealing with a ghost or earth-bound spirit, it turned out to be my own aspect haunting me. Most importantly, instead of trying to run off rogue aspects, usually they need to be invited in for integration. The dream state is a common place to integrate aspects because it can be an easier place to do so. Lindsay, who recently shared with me the following story, knows this all too well…
One night, Lindsay found herself in a lucid dream where she was in a dark, windowless attic of a house, surrounded by unopened boxes. Her husband and brother were there with her in the dream. While exploring the attic, they noticed a doorway hidden behind the boxes that had been sealed shut and decided to break it open and explore what was beyond the door.
They entered a room with more unopened boxes, but in this room there was a window with light beaming in. Lindsay described, “We knew we were there for something important but we didn't know what.”
Suddenly, coming up from the floor, Lindsay heard a terrifying, demonic voice, one that came from an energetic being that she couldn't see. However, she could feel it shout, "DO YOU REMEMBER ME?"
The energy began flying around the room and attacking Lindsay, trying to get into her body.
“I was scared shitless, and I tried everything I could think of to send this evil being away and keep it from getting into me. Nothing was working. In desperation, I called out to Archangel Michael to send this evil thing packing, but even that didn't work. Michael did not show up to help. I then realized that no one was going to help me. In that moment of panic and mortal terror, the demon flew into my body, and I suddenly woke up in a cold sweat with the most intense fear I have ever felt surging through my body.”
Lindsay said she lay in bed for a few hours breathing and shaking through an incredible amount of fear.
“Lying there I realized that demonic energy was me. That was an aspect of my soul that was ready to come home, to integrate into me. That was why it went into my body."
Lindsay added that she was beyond thankful that she had done the aspect integration while sleeping.
“That aspect would have scared me so badly while I was awake, I probably would have thought I was losing my mind. I was also glad that I had two people I love and feel very safe around with me in the dream state while it was happening.”
Lindsay said this experience reinforced her deep inner knowing that as a soul, we’ve had all sorts of experiences. “From the most saintly, pious human to the most evil, fearsome expression of darkness, we have experienced all of it. There's nothing we are not or have not been,” she added.
What an experience to show her – and us through her story – that we, as souled beings, contain everything – light, dark and everything in between. It reminds me of the quote from Ascended Master Tobias, “A denial of the dark is a denial of half of yourself, if not more” (Crimson Circle).
For more of Lindsay’s stories, you can visit her website here.
IF YOU WANT TO GO EVEN DEEPER…
Interested in exploring aspects more? I highly recommend the Crimson Circle organization’s Aspectology School Online February 24-26 or check the website at www.CrimsonCircle.com to see if there is a class in your area.
Whether you are working with lucid dreaming or aspect integration, I am here to support you. You can sign up for a soul session, in-person or via Skype, on my website NewEnergyCreator.com. If you have questions, please fill out the contact form, and I will get back with you shortly.
In the meantime, keep dreaming – both awake and asleep!
Lauren and Sar'h
Many folks in the new age community would have you believe in a concept called a twin flame relationship. If you haven’t heard of the twin flame or twin soul concept, it is understood as another human being serving as the other half of your soul. As the myth goes, each of us has only one twin flame, which after being split, the two souls went their separate ways, incarnating over and over again to have a human experience before reuniting to ascend together. Sounds like the stuff of fairy tales, right?
Another source says that each side of the twin is a complete soul but their task is to become more complete in reuniting, balancing the feminine and the masculine together. How does that make any sense? You are either a complete soul or not. Complete is an absolute; there is no more or less complete. Furthermore, our inner divinity is neither masculine nor feminine. The soul does not know or operate within dualities, opposites or separations. If we are searching for our masculine or feminine counterpart, we need to go no further than looking within, toward the soul.
Nothing short of the Cinderella or Snow White tales, the myth would have you believe the twin flame relationship as the most fulfilling relationship on Earth, which comes with sacred sex, spiritual super powers and a happily ever after ending. Yet, in this twin flame community, they explain that there is usually a ‘runner’ in this reunion. They tell you the other person is scared or not ready. The worst part about this is the person who believes the other person is their twin flame will put up with all sorts of emotional and spiritual abuse from the person in question. They believe that if they are just patient enough and put up with enough bullshit the soul in question will return to them and the magic list of twin flame benefits will activate, basically fixing everything. And the cycle goes on and on with a never-ending search for this magical partner, delivering enlightenment.
Friends, I tell you this is one hell of a fairy tale, equally as alarming as the concept of prince charming coming to save Snow White from the evil witch. The first thing wrong with the twin flame myth is that you are a complete, sovereign being regardless of the relationship you happen to be in. Second, finding this so called twin flame is by no means a requirement for self-actualization/ enlightenment/ ascension, which really is nothing more than completing your cycle of lifetimes on earth through integration of all parts of yourself and in complete love for and acceptance of yourself. If you’re running around looking for your ‘other half’ in a panic, I promise ascension will not even be an option. The ‘other half’ is you!
I wasn’t introduced to this concept of a twin flame until 2013 after a spiritual awakening. I’ll admit it was one hell of a tale that mesmerized me. In 2014, I met a man and our connection blew me away. “Could this be him, my twin flame?” I thought. Cue damsel in distress mentality. Fortunately, just days after our meeting, I was scheduled to fly to Costa Rica, where I was volunteering at a sea turtle rescue and writing my book, Becoming Sar'h: Book One.
One night, I was walking down the beach in an electric storm. The sky was illuminating every 30 seconds or so with the brilliant pink and purple glow of the lightening strikes. Yeshua (some of you may know him as Jesus) and I were walking barefoot, side by side down the black sand beach. Yeshua visits me – like thousands of other people – on occasion. I said to him, “Do you think this man could be my twin flame?”
Before we had been joking and laughing with each other. Yeshua has quite the sense of humor. After the question, he became quiet and contemplative.
“Lauren, what does your soul tell you about twin flames?”
Like any good teacher, Yeshua showed me where to look not what to see (I learned from the best), so I reached deep within for the answer.
“My soul tells me I AM my own twin flame,” I said, waiting to see if this was what he was looking for.
Yeshua flashed a smile that seemed to radiate from his heart. I knew I had not disappointed him. Together we finished our walk in silence, and I basked in the honor and respect my teacher and friend had for me.
Later, I would find out through a series of dreams that this man and I had experienced many lives together, and we had a lot to remember and learn from one another in this lifetime. It was a huge gift to have found each other – one we had planned before incarnating again. Yet, if I had been in throws of the twin flame myth, and I had been chasing after the romantic notion of him completing me, I would have missed all the lessons and joy of sharing our experiences – something that has brought me great joy over the course of our almost two-year-long reunion. He remains a great friend whose opinions I trust, and I’m so glad I did not miss that.
Technically, this man would fit into the new age concept of soul mate. One source says these human souls are our ‘soul family’ reincarnated whom we have many lifetimes with and who help us evolve and dissipate karma. Further more, soul relationships have another category called karmic relationships. These are relationships with souls, we’ve shared past lives with and met up with again to heal the past and help each other evolve.
I don’t disagree with being open to these relationships helping us evolve and release karma (or you could just evolve and release the karma alone, but I digress...). My resistance to them is what happens when our human aspect – the one who has been trained to believe that there is another human out there who will fix everything – starts creating stories around the people we meet. I have seen it turn beautiful, advanced, sovereign souls (men and women) into blubbering, sad, angry humans over and over again. I know because I have been sucked into the construct before – especially in several recent past lives.
Here’s how it usually happens: we meet someone and instantly know it is significant. We – either on our own or with the help of a psychic reader – identify someone as one of these relationship categories – twin flame, soul mate or karmic relationship in our heads. We attach stories and expectations onto the person whose soul is so very familiar to us, and then we are upset when that person doesn’t want to participate at the depth we expect or vice versa.
We or they choose to either wait around for the other person to have an awakening and continually put up with their abuse, hanging onto some small amount of hope that they will realize the relationship. Or, we jump from person to person, hoping this one will finally be it. Either way it becomes an addiction, a huge distraction from the soul’s journey and especially detrimental to the self-actualization process, should that be your choice in this life.
Just recently, in my own inner exploration, my soul showed me a trap door. He/she/it said, "You can open this door to fully to experience the love I, soul, have for you, the beautiful, funny, spunky, sometimes really bitchy human aspect called Lauren. Are you ready?”
I was, and I did. I went within and opened the trap door unable to know what to predict. That’s because I had no idea what kind of love would pour out of the door. If anyone had every loved me to the point of human extreme, it was my father. It’s the most powerful form of unconditional love I have experienced in this life - and my only gauge. Well, the internal soul love for me, the human, was like that times infinity. Words are beyond limiting for the love I experience(d).
Today I spend hours basking in that self-love. I do not long for or want a steady romantic partner in my life. My time alone is too precious. I’m too busy wrapped up in being in love with me. (I know – BARF – but it’s true). Maybe one day I will experience a human relationship with someone else who has opened his own trap door to the ineffable love of soul. I won’t settle for less than that. Two sovereign beings sharing a life experience no matter how long it lasts is the only way to go for me.
Friends, your souls are calling. That longing you feel for love and recognition from lovers, friends and/or family – that’s really your soul calling you, requesting ever so patiently for you to finally start the internal relationship he/she/it has waited so very long for. Won’t you consider opening the door? I promise those external, sometimes mythical and mostly addictive relationships will not even compare to the amount of LOVE the soul has for you, the human.
This is what moving from the new age into the new energy is all about. You are sovereign. You are your own creator. You are complete.
Will it fix everything? NO.
Will you still have bad days? YES.
Will you become immediately enlightened? PROBABLY NOT.
Yet, life is a hell of a lot easier when you operate in the self-love between soul and human.
Self-love is essential in the journey to return to your true creator nature.
How can you be a master creator when you're not head over heels for yourself?
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Kundalini is a Sanskrit word meaning coiled one and is often represented as a sleeping serpent that lies at the base of the spine, waiting to be awakened. In yogic theories, when kundalini, or primal, earth-force energy, awakens it moves up central channels along the spine to the crown of the head through energy centers called chakras. A kundalini awakening is often considered part of the spiritual enlightenment, or self-actualization, process.
While this is a gross oversimplification of kundalini in the context of yogic theory, I must state that while I have adopted the term - for complete lack of a better one - to describe my effortless and unplanned experience, my views vary widely from the yogic community, some of whom ‘try’ to activate this energy when to me it is about ‘allowing’ it to awaken. I do not claim to be a scholar. I only feel called to share my personal experience and what I learned from it. The below story is an unedited excerpt from my book in progress, Becoming Sar'h.
My consciousness began to expand inexplicably and un-coaxed about the time everything began to fall apart in my human life. I remember my 30-year-old self sitting in a cold, sterile hospital room in August 2011 watching over my dad who was in a coma, hanging onto life by a very thin thread, when the life force energy some call kundalini began to stir in the base of my spine and fill my sex organs with a pulsing electric energy. It felt as if someone had hooked an electric cord into my womb and the base of my spine and turned up the voltage to high. What a strange scene to think about now, sitting in the most unsacred of places holding the swollen, freezing cold hand of a near dead man, hooked up to every machine possible, who meant the world to me.
At the time I had no idea what it meant or what the feeling was, and I was too exhausted from trying to take care of my father, be a good employee as a lobbyist for the Lance Armstrong Foundation and to fulfill my wifely duties to figure out what was happening to me. I considered briefly that this is what grief might feel like as I watched my father’s physical body decline with no ability to communicate, my marriage crack into a thousand tiny chards and began to realize that my role raising government funds for cancer research was a worthless endeavor – watching modern healthcare in action will do that, but it’s another story.
The intense electric pulse would come and go over the coming months and years as everything fell apart. My father eventually crossed over in May 2012, while my mother was having a double mastectomy to remove her breast cancer. Four months later, in September 2012, I left the Lance Armstrong Foundation without warning and finally walked out of my marriage in June 2013. In retrospect, it’s easy to see the then unknown force was driving my decisions, which seemed entirely insane and reckless to the outside world. My human aspect was almost completely unaware what was going on. I only knew what I could not do. The longer I stayed in situations not in alignment with my soul, the sicker I got. In the end, it was only a choice to save my life as I was dying in my current situation.
As I began to clean up the rubble of my wrecked life, the serpent began to impose itself physically in my life. On a walk with my dog in October 2012, I came across an extremely thick, solid black snake coiled tightly on the sidewalk. I had lived along Shoal Creek in Central Austin for six years and never seen anything like it. I would have shrugged it off as a coincidence, but snakes kept appearing in record numbers.
A week later a snake slithered through my fingers while gardening. The next day a snake fell out of a tree and wrapped itself around my then husband’s arm. A sliver snake would cross my path on trails and then a water moccasin would swim across the surface of the water where my dog swam - all within the same week. By April 2013, my then husband was so used to my snake attraction, he did not even bat an eyelash when a six-foot rat snake came into my mother’s house through a dog door on Easter Sunday.
The following month – May 2013 – one year after my father’s death, my husband and I headed to Big Bend National Park with friends. Once again, a long black and white striped snake crossed our path. The last night of the trip I had a dream experience that would change everything. Over the last eight months - or the year of the snake as I like to call it - I had been dreaming of snakes nearly every night and seeing them while awake.
That final night in my West Texas dreams, I found myself in some sort of shamanic Native American ceremony. The drums rhythmically pounded while the natives danced and sang. In the middle of their circle, a mythic, almost cartoon-like cobra began to uncoil. At the height of the drumming, the cobra reached its full height, and its hood reached full width. It stared directly into my eyes, stuck out its split tongue and hissed with an indescribable intensity. I woke up in a panic and a sweat. I knew undoubtedly it was time to leave the marriage. As much as my human did not want to, I knew the natural and undeniable soul evolution I was experiencing could not take place within its walls, and that's a wound I'm not quite ready to write about.
By late summer/ early fall 2013, I was finally living on my own and finalizing the divorce. I had given myself the space needed for my soul evolution by freeing up the energies I had needed to work in an unfulfilling job and exist in an unfulfilling marriage. My human self continued to be pretty much blind as to what was occurring, yet everything was about to change.
On October 11, 2013, I attended my regular Friday night yoga class as I often did before going out drinking with my friends. At the end of class, I sat in a silent meditation when I began to feel my spine move involuntarily, slithering and spinning clockwise. The electric current was no longer active just in the base of the spine and the uterus but was slowly, yet with increasing intensity creeping up my spine. Once it reached the base of the neck, I began to experience a high like no other – and I’ve done a lot of drugs in my life – yet completely sober, aware and observing.
With my eyes closed, I saw every color in the rainbow and colors I didn’t even have a name for. Time and space no longer existed. My human aspect was aware enough to be thankful to be sitting in a dark room where people could not see my jarring movements. Even though my eyes were closed, I felt as is they were open, and I was seeing the world for the first time. I felt my third eye (or pineal glad) open to a 360-degree view, expanding like the hood of the cobra that had visited me in the West Texas dream.
I observed the experience both from inside of my body and as a fly on the wall outside of it. The yoga instructor began talking again (something about controlling the fluctuations of the mind, which made me want to laugh out loud) and just like that the experience was over. My body, led by my spine, spiraled counterclockwise as the electric current swirled back down into the base of the spine, exactly like that tightly coiled black snake that had first appeared to me one year before.
One month later, I would find myself in a beautiful retreat center in the Sacred Valley of Peru where I was completing an advanced yoga teacher training. On a break, I was sitting in a lush green garden meditating when I heard some fellow students playing music – various drum and tambourine beats were accompanied by guttural sounds of the women dancing and chanting wildly in a circle. I stood up from my meditation and went to sit in the middle of the dancing circle. The electric current begin to rise up the spine as my body moved rapidly in a clockwise motion. This time after my ‘hood’ expanded and I came into my third eye vision, the energy shot up through the crown of my head for the first time.
With it, my consciousness followed, and I began to see out of the eyes of the snake and feel an incontrollable urge to let the spine create a wave-like motion, mimicking the slither of a moving snake. Next thing I was aware of I was embodied in the snakes slithering body and writhing through the grass outside the room where the music was taking place. Again, time and space were suspended as I traveled through the lush gardens in my snake body. It was, in fact, as concrete as I describe and the only thing I have to compare it to is a DMT experience, which I will add is completely subpar to a kundalini experience.
After what seemed like hours but was really probably about five to ten minutes, I came back to my into my slithering body and felt the electric current curl back down into the base of the spine. I wouldn’t learn until a few months later that the experience was what is called a kundalini awakening – I had never even heard the term before. My kundalini awakening experience would change my life in amazing ways, provide incredible gifts and make me entirely ill all at the same. For that experience, you’ll have to wait for part two of the kundalini awakening story, which will be published next week.
Today, two and a half years into my kundalini awakening, I now work with clients going through similar experiences. If you feel you need a safe place to process your kundalini OR other type of awakening experience and/or assistance dealing with the after effects, please do not hesitate to reach out.