This book contains 144 verses of the Poetry of Dreaming and extensive lists of the interpretations of dream symbols. It is a valuable tool for opening up the deeper dream states’ communications, promoting the healing of the psyche and the body as well as facilitating the balance of the Inner Child and other sub-personalities. Designed to release the hold of past incarnational cycles, it is an essential companion for practitioners of Shrihat Satva Yoga.
Cosmic changes reflect in the lives of major lightworkers everywhere.
Curent issues they may encounter are:
The Poetry of Dreaming:
The opulent treasure of peacock feathers preens in the afterglow of day.
Like a misty cloud on the still, cold air; the moose’s breath hangs in pulsing suspension.
Water lilies floating in the silence of a moonlit pond, listen to the song of the night owl.
The silent dance of Northern Lights streaks in colored ribbons across the sky. In the undisturbed silence of shimmering snow, the ptarmigan watches below.
Cherry blossoms like fragrant rain float to the petaled carpet below; gleaming like mother-of-pearl in hesitant sunlight.
The opulent treasure of peacock feathers preen in the afterglow of day.
Treasured dewdrop pearls strung on a spider web, gently sway on the breath of the dawn.
Within the hallowed temple of a fragrant pine forest, a slug’s silvery trail glitters across a fallen tree.
Golden in the stray sunrays through storm clouds, the palomino streaks across the prairie grass.
High winds sing through snow-capped peaks and the grasslands undulate to the dance.
Through deep green moss, the cool water drips across mountain crags.
An antelope leaps under the all-seeing eye of the sun.
In the silent embrace of the desert’s endless rest, field flowers unfold in pools of color.
Lured by the softness of its feathered nest, the mighty eagle rests.
Stunning white feathers spread like a fan – a shadowless flight in a shimmering sky.
Meditate for 15 minutes upon this poetry; you may listen to meditative music as you do so. Do not attempt to analyze the words or their possible meaning.
Allow yourself to receive images and the deep information contained within that which is not said. You may receive further impressions or images.
The homeless breeze whispers its secrets to the trees, wandering but never lost.
The cosmos is in a very major way clearing loose debris from way down deep and as it is stirring up, some are experiencing it, feeling it to be real though it can be viewed like a psychic impression. It is literally a garbage dump coming up to the surface.
Cosmic cycles fall into two categories: those that can be called ascension cycles and those that can be called descension cycles. There are 24 electrical, masculine, light-based cycles – the ascension cycles. Likewise there are 24 cycles that are feminine, magnetic, frequency based descension cycles. The Natures represent the 24 layers of the dream cycles; they are like grids or cobwebs overlying what is analogous to ‘rooms’ as we go through these reincarnational and cosmic cycles. The Natures are old patterns that exist as ‘warnings of previous dangers and disasters’ and are activated through the medulla, keeping us locked in matrices.
A way through the experience of the dream cycles is to work with the Poetry of Dreaming. The conscious mind speaks through words of the primordial beginnings of the moment. The subconscious feminine mind speaks through the gaps, that which is not said. The language of the feminine is becoming a way of life.
Here is an example: A student said that he came home with great stress and played one of the sound elixirs, “The Byzantium Cathedral”. By the end of the elixir all his stress was gone. As he told this, I received an image of a branch full of a recent rain shower’s drops and a bird landing on the branch, shaking the drops from the branch, like the stress shaken from the student’s body. In this communication, I received both the masculine and the feminine communication; that which was spoken (masculine) and that which was not said, but existed in the gaps (feminine).
The Poetry of Dreaming by communicating through the conscious and subconscious mind has changed my life. People tell me that I am lighter and laugh more easily; I can more enjoy being in crowds and cities than previously.
Every night I awaken with 1-2 images. Here is a recent one: A branch of cherries blackened by night and the cocoon of a caterpillar in front of the full silver moon.
I recommend keeping a Dream Poetry diary:
*The Poetry of Dreaming is part of the practice of Shrihat Satva yoga. It will be available soon on www.store.schoolofarcana and www.spiritualjourneys.com
Liquid amber, the sap of a tree, flows like honey onto the soft peace of the forest floor.
