Dream

In the dream, for some reason I walked directly from one incarnation into another (one body into another), with full awareness of both lifetimes, and also full awareness of the larger life of my soul.  Once I understood what was happening, I was surprised to feel clearly the unique influence of each personality -- I could compare my soul's experience of both bodies with no intervening memory loss.

In the second lifetime I was a student attending classes.  I had a sense of old buildings, brick or stone or heavy wood:  an ancient institution, with ponderous tradition, and steeped in kindness and understanding.

But I was disappointed because I could not hold on to each class session's information, or fully immerse myself in the class.  I was troubled by my inability to take in the material I should be learning.  I could try harder to pay attention, but my mind would wander and I'd forget my intention from one moment to the next, or I'd start daydreaming, and end up after a day or a week with nothing learned.  I eventually realized that my inability to learn was due to that personality's influence, and so it was unique to that lifetime.  I was somehow invited or reminded that I could talk with a head teacher about my troubles, and I should do it quickly before the memory of these experiences faded.  (The next day I realized that the head teacher was one of our church's ministers!)


After writing down the dream and going back to bed, I was still identifying as my soul, not my body.  I could clearly feel the discordant energy of my current body (in this life, awake now), almost as an unpleasant shrill sound, a distracting vibration like being on a bumpy car ride.  I felt annoyance toward my personality and body.  Then I thought that this annoyance could perhaps make my body feel abandoned;  so I intentionally identified with the personality for a while, then tried to go back and forth, identifying first as soul and then as personality (body), trying to integrate the two selves.  Also, I found that while I was identifying as soul, I could chant, and that would still and comfort us.

So I understood meditation to be simply identifying as soul, and then gently holding my mind in my hands to quiet it -- rather than my mind trying to quiet itself.  Meditation is being outside my mind, just holding it.  No trying at all, no effort.

I understood that religion in this life is entirely about "personal experience".  We're not working to fix our souls:  our souls are fine;  this lifetime is about body, and for bodies, what else is there besides personal experience?  Religion is about this life:  it's research into how the "I" experience in this lifetime feeds and informs the soul.

I was grateful to my spirit friends and guides for keeping me company and teaching me (as I knew this dream was a gift from them).  I had the thought that my personality or body isn't always comfortable having friends, and so it might not have good support in that way -- but my soul has plenty!