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A Beautiful Voice…In My Head

Posted by fpdorchak on September 2, 2022
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Calling “Frank!“

I’d originally written this post back in January 2018, then rediscovered it again in March of 2020. I still held off in posting it for reasons described below. Then, on Monday, August 29th, between 7 and 7:20 a.m., while waiting in a doctor’s waiting room the following occurred:

I was filling out paperwork to have some carpal tunnel symptoms looked at. I was the only patient sitting in the rather large waiting room. There were exactly three other people there, the receiving receptionist, and two secondary receptionists: one to the left and one to the right of the entrance.  The one to my left left her partially cubicled desk and came over to the main receptionist, who sat out in the open, and they chatted the entire time I was there, while the one on the right came and went and had presently sat at her partially cubicled station by the entry into where I was headed. When I first entered, one of the nurses in the area I was to go came out and called for the single patient waiting there before me. That now left only me in the entire waiting area. As I’m sitting there filling out my paperwork, listening to the two women pleasantly and loudly chatting (and, yes, also loosely following their conversation–I had no choice really, they were that loud and they were pleasant about it all), I hear clear as a bell and loud as a bell: “Frank!”

I look up.

No one is standing where I expected the nurse-from-the-back to be standing. I lean forward a little to see if I can see her around her cubicled wall. No one. I replay the chatting the two women are doing and recall no such words that even remotely sound like “Frank,” “skank,” “tank,” or anything otherwise similarly, because, yes, they were talking loudly, and yes, I was listening.

I look all around me and I’m still the only one in there.

I sit for a moment or two more then get up and approach the main receptionist and ask if my name had been called.

They both looked at me as if I’d just killed a puppy in front of them, as I interrupted their conversation.

I told them I’d just heard my name called, and they young lady paused and said nope, they hadn’t. I shrugged and returned to my seat. Sit some more, but after a few more moments later check the time and see I’ve been sitting there 20 minutes. I returned to the main receptionist and restated my case that I’ve been sitting there 20 minutes and really swore I heard my name called–and that could she please call into the back to see if someone had, indeed, come out and called for me. Maybe just hadn’t seen me (you know in this HUGE, empty room…)?

The receptionist said okay, and lifted the phone to make the call, when out from that back area comes my nurse. “Oh, there she is!” says the receptionist.

Here’s the thing.

I heard my name…CLEAR as a bell…heard the enunciation of the “F” and the “rank.”

It was clear. Projected. Loud.

It was unmistakable enough for me to twice query others in the world about it. Sounded exactly as if a nurse was calling out for the next patient.

This is not the first time something like this has happened to me. I’ve actually lost track of how many other times it has happened. But I have heard my name called out a handful of other times in different places. When I’d done some float sessions I’d heard lots of voices that went into phrases and even full sentences. I’ve been reticent in posting any of these because I was employed and didn’t want to have my sanity questioned, but now that I’m retired, I’ve decided its time to post about these odd little events. It’s been a long time since I’ve had “anything weird” overtly happen to me, so this was so cool that I finally had something weird again happen.

I did a quick Internet search just now and haven’t seen anything new on the phenomena that was positive. Just another psych article that it’s all made up. Or the result of a “trauma.” Well, I have had no such traumas. My thoughts on what I feel may cause this phenomena I’ve described below, in the “Beautiful Voice” section.

I have, however, written up some of these incidents and have included them below. It is very time consuming to look these up because of my extensive journals and I just don’t want to put the time into it right now, but you’ll get the point: this has happened to me a lot over the years, though I’ve only gone back to 2015. It’s a really cool thing to happen, you know, as long as they’re not hearing negative voices and all–and by the way, not once were my voices ever mean, negative, or anything else.

So, here are some I’ve been able to quickly unearth: I’ve included them as verbatim as possible to make them”fit” into this post, versus how I’d written them “for” other styles or purposes and also cleaned up typos:

The Sound of Children Playing (Oct 18, 2016)

“When I got home from work yesterday, I took a nap. As I lay there falling asleep, I loudly heard in my head, the sound of children laughing and playing! There were none around the house, and I knew it was in my head.”

Smell of Coffee and a Shout Out (Oct 17, 2016)

“Interesting: at about 2:30 a.m. I awoke to the strong smell of coffee! But no one was up—no coffee made!

“And yesterday, I got up around 4:30 a.m. I went downstairs, but laid back down on the couch…and heard my name called out loud and clear as I almost fell asleep! It woke me up! Sounded as if it came from a “hollow” enclosure. Sounded like Laura (my wife), but she was not up.”

MileHiCon47 (October 23, 2015)

“When I went up to MileHiCon47 two Fridays ago, I was standing in the first floor lobby in line to check in, and I again heard my name—loud and so fricking clear—and it was above all the clamor and hub-bub of the hotel. The loudest I’ve ever heard my name called before! It startled me! I look around…cause I swore someone there had spotted me and called out. But no one. Not even another “Frank” (I heard “Frank!”  shouted out). This happens to me all the time, but it’s usually in a quiet place, like at home, or when I’m alone, in bed. First time out in public. Very weird.”

Note the “first time out in public” mentioned!

From the Middle of the Bedroom (August 15, 2015)

“I again heard my name called out in the bedroom by a pleasant female voice not my wife’s. Laura was elsewhere, downstairs, and this voice came from the center of the room.”

And now for the main write-up that started all this back in January of 2018:

A Beautiful Voice in my Head

On January 7, 2018, in my bed, I’d awoken around midnight or 12:30 to the beautiful voice of a woman singing…in my head!

I’ve had this happen before, where I’ve had a woman’s voice humming or singing in my head, but I could never make out the words. This time, I could kind of make out words…or more to the point, I could just barely not make out the words to the song, but heard “word-like items.” And the music of her voice was positively incredible! After I awoke, the voice continued to sing for quite a (little) bit until it faded away. I just lay there listening to it.

My wife has a beautiful voice, too, but, no, this wasn’t her—in fact she was lying in bed beside me, fast asleep.

And it did not come from any external source, like a TV or a vampyre outside my window—it originated from inside my head.

As I’ve mentioned above, this has happened to me before. I thought I’d posted stuff like this before, but cannot, as yet, find anything I’ve posted. But when I hear a voice like this, it is usually brief and intense. Usually it’s just the my name begin called, but as you’ve seen above, I’ve experienced more than just my name voiced.

I did some research into this.

Here is a 2007 Psychology Today article.

Here is a 2014 article.

Now, the above two articles mainly focus on trauma. I’ve had no such trauma and when I hear a voice, it’s not nasty and not interactive. Usually I only hear my name mentioned. Once. A singular call. I’d originally written this post four years ago and held off publishing it. I only recently rediscovered it. I was a tiny bit concerned that others might think I’m going nuts or something, but then thought, I am not the only one having this kind of experience, people know me and my various “weirdnesses” and know who I am. Know that I’m not going off the rails. That I have, and continue to have, odd experiences that I’ve detailed and also included into some of my novels.

I also wanted to take this public so that others might have another data point to understand their own experiences.

This article takes a more positive approach, but was still not what I was looking for.

So what am I looking for?

I believe that sometimes such voices may originate from another dimension. Yes, I’m going there. When I heard these particular instances…the singing…my name…I knew it was not me…not the “me’s” we know from being inside our heads. Not “those” voices. So it has to originate from elsewhere. I feel that it must come from some other person in some other time and/or space.

Maybe it’s another version of me trying to reach out.

Maybe it’s someone in this or another time just thinking of me and suddenly all the psychic “stars align” and we psychically “line up.” Reach each other on the psychic “party line,” for any of those out there who know what that means.

It could also be bleed over from a dream or hypnagogic state. This actually does talk about people hearing their names called out.

And that’s about as far as I’ve gotten with that.

I don’t worry about it. It’s not frequent. Nor bothersome. I find it cool.

There is so much out there that we don’t know about, and I find things like this amazing and fascinating. I don’t dismiss something just because it “doesn’t make sense.” I identify it and try to analyze it. Document it. Try to understand it and allow more such experiences into my life, because they are always cool and amazing!

If I were really going off the rails, my family and friends would call me out on it. As it is…they usually say something like…”Oh, that’s just Frank….”

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Madelon Rose Logue Has Passed

Posted by fpdorchak on February 8, 2019
Posted in: Metaphysical, Philosophical, To Be Human. Tagged: , , , , , . 2 Comments

I just learned yesterday that a “pen pal” friend of mine has passed. Madelon Rose Logue, known as “MRL” to her friends, died this past Monday from cancer.

I’ve lost track of how long we’d known each other, but I got to know her from the Seth conferences (I’m not really sure if the conferences in this link developed from the Colorado-based conferences; the Colorado-based conferences were more “cozy” and small, at least the one I’d attended, and the current New York City ones seem more “big budget”) and her off-the-grid The Black Sheep newsletter she put out for many years. During at least one year, the Seth conference had been held in my town, Colorado Springs, Colorado, and we got to meet.

We hit it off, and I can’t remember if I’d offered to or she’d asked, but I’d taken her on a tour of Garden of the Gods, and I believe we went out to eat afterward. We weren’t really close friends, but in every correspondence exchange she always seemed to come across that way. In my computer, I have correspondences with her going back to 2000. We wrote back and forth and she used to publish some of my short stories in her Black Sheep newsletter. I’d even called her a couple of times.

MRL was a psychic, painter, and writer…and had been working on a screenplay over the years. She’d shared parts of it in The Black Sheep. A few years back she’d given away free-for-the-asking some of her artwork that she “felt” would be “attuned” to the asker. I do have one. I thought that was very kind of her to do. She also traveled a lot, I think mainly to England and surrounds.

And she was NOT interested in anything online!

We always got along really well and I looked forward to getting her letters in the mail! Sadly, the last correspondence I had with her was August 5, 2017, and this past weekend, as I went through a bunch of my office paperwork, I’d found a whole slew of her newsletters. I went through them and a funny thing happened. As I scanned all the newsletters and read some of the articles, I noted to myself—at the time I was doing it—that I seemed to keep coming upon MRL’s “thoughts”…and this began taking on a weirdly eulogistic tone.

I kept wondering if Madelon had died! 

Yes, this kept going through my head that late morning/early Saturday afternoon. I got the weird feeling that she might have died, because (I also realized) I hadn’t heard from her in a bit.

So I wrote her a letter early Monday and sent it off. February 4, 2019. This past Monday…the day she died. I’d also sent her a copy of my latest book.

Then yesterday I received an e-mail from The Seth House informing me of her and Sue Watkins passing. I’ve looked online for an obituary, but so far nothing…though it is, admittedly, perhaps too early. It was on Facebook that I’d found out a little more, that she’d died of cancer. She was 83 years old.

She was always vibrant and energetic in all her letters and cards and I do not remember her mentioning her illness. I knew she’d mentioned other issues in the past, but I don’t recall her ever telling me about her cancer. I will miss her! She was a fun personality!

Sue Watkins I knew of, but I never interacted with her.

To both—I wish them the most wonderful adventures!

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MADELON LOGUE – December 10, 1935 – February 4, 2019 (83 Years).
Publisher of “The Black Sheep – A Seth/Jane Roberts Funzine.”

SUE WATKINS – January 8, 1945 – January 25, 2019 (74 Years).
Author of several Seth related books and longtime friend of Jane & Rob.

Remembering Jane Roberts May 8, 1929 – September 5, 1984

Posted by fpdorchak on September 5, 2015
Posted in: Dreams, Esoterica, Just Plain Weird, Metaphysical, Paranormal, Philosophical, Reincarnation, To Be Human. Tagged: , , , , . 2 Comments
This is where it all started for me. Seth Speaks, by Jane Roberts, ©1972, Prentice Hall

This is where it all started for me. Seth Speaks, by Jane Roberts, ©1972, Prentice Hall

I never was able to interact with Jane Roberts.

I’d written her back in the 80s, but—little did I know—she was already full-bore into the health problems that ended up taking her life: complications from rheumatoid arthritis. Now, what was really cool was that her husband, Rob Butts, wrote back. And from then until his death in 2008 Rob and I wrote each other. We never met—almost did—but we did talk on the phone.

Jane and Rob—and Seth—heavily influenced my life by showing me what’s behind the curtain of life. That there was more than we physically saw…and that we can see this stuff. Manipulate it. Make it work for ourselves. I found their work with the 1972 publishing of Seth Speaks. I was hooked ever since, have read all the books, multiple times for the original work in the 70s and 80s.

So, I’m remembering you, Jane! Wondering what you’re up to now! What cool adventures are you having?

I love this poem she wrote, which is in this link. I don’t normally use things without permission, but I am doing my best at attribution. I hope Laurel Butts doesn’t mind me using it, but if she does, I’ll remove it.

Here’s to you, Jane!

Death is following,
I hear his step upon the stair.
And birth is waiting,
And behind this death and birth
A million doors
Which will open and close,
Through which my image must pass.

There is always one following,
And one waiting, and none forgotten.
For the end shall overshadow the beginning,
And the shadow of the rock is the rock.
This moment is Forever, poised upon our dream.
I am born a million years and know no tomb.

© Jane Roberts
November 17, 1954

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Faux Metaphysical Interview with F. P. Dorchak, Author of Voice

Posted by fpdorchak on July 10, 2015
Posted in: Esoterica, Paranormal, Philosophical, To Be Human. Tagged: , , , , , . 9 Comments

The Circles of Life. (By Mariano Deheza [CC BY-SA 3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0)], via Wikimedia Commons)

The Circles of Life. (By Mariano Deheza [CC BY-SA 3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0)%5D, via Wikimedia Commons)

The following is the second part to a faux interview with me by one of the characters in my new novel, Voice. It delves into my metaphysical leanings and was removed from the main faux interview of me on my other blog, which is more about writing.

Voice: In Voice you wax philosophical. How did you get into all this New Age/metaphysical philosophy?

F. P.: New Age. My thoughts on the philosophy are similar to my thoughts on the writing of its fiction. It’s a term I’ve come to not like—and only because of all the negative connotation associated with it—otherwise, I have nothing against the term nor the “movement.” “New Age” has been around a long time. The concepts have been so associated with floozy philosophies and daisy power that I think it’s hurt the label. And since humans like to label things, I think we might need a new label—or a reeducation. But I like to think that my work can help change perceptions. Get people to be [more] introspective. Expand their awareness by considering other possibilities for why things might be. Give consideration to what might be happening in the background of our lives. Get them to not-so-easily dismiss the little “weird occurrences” that happen to our lives, for they are many! I’m not setting myself up as some guru or saying I know everything…I’m just trying to show other possibilities about why things might be.

I got into my Weltanschauung (world view), kind of interestingly. As I mentioned, I’ve always been interested in the strange and weird…the paranormal. As a youngster I had gotten these weird mailers for “occult” and supernatural books and I’d send away for them. Then one day—I had to be around 14 or so—I got a particular flyer for a book called Seth Speaks, by Jane Roberts. It totally blew my mind! It kicked ass with respect to human thought and why we were all here, and anything else you wanted to ask. It—and all of Jane’s successive books that I bought—was simply and utterly amazing. If any of this was true, man, the world changes we could effect! It was staggering! The information came from Jane Roberts, as she channeled an “energy personality essence” who called itself “Seth.” All major religious change started from some kind of inspiration, and I maintain that “channeling”—while I am highly, highly suspect of anyone who outwardly claims this, highly, highly suspicious—is no different than anyone else’s inspiration: John the Baptist or John Smith, you pick the “john,” the leader. And I’m not saying just because you’re inspired you’re right. I’m just talking pure mechanics, here. Followers and writers just call it “inspiration”—or madness. Who’s to say that inspiration isn’t channeling? That our ideas, though coming from us, our personality vessels, might not also come from something or someone deeper within? Not just God, but other “personalities” within us…nonphysical energies behind and a part of who we are? Might they not come from “world views” like has been written about in The World View of Paul Cézanne, and The Afterdeath Journal of an American Philosopher? And if this was true (which I feel it is)…isn’t it exactly how it might work? Just think outside the box for a second. Now, whether or not you should hang your hat on any of this inspiration is another story…but, again, I’m just talking about the involved mechanics…not the content of the inspiration. Inspiration can be misinterpreted. But, then again, all interpretation is highly individual…and is interpreted by individuals as it will and must be. But that still doesn’t make it “right” for others.

So I read this Seth material and was stunned by every word of it. Amazed. Even downright scared at times. I remember one day, as a kid, going to my mother and talking to her about this. I told her how scary some of it sounded, and asked her how could it be real? I don’t recall much of the conversation, but I do remember my mom being very supportive and understanding, and somehow putting me to ease. Must be a mother thing.

Voice: It is.

F. P.: So, as I grew up, I continued reading absolutely any book Jane and Seth (Jane’s husband, Rob Butts, transcribed all these books as Jane related them aloud) put out. I also studied religion—I was actually raised Roman Catholic—and philosophy. I did this both on my own and while studying in college. I was actually one class short of a philosophy minor. I decided to see if these concepts really worked. See how much of life’s questions they could answer—and I don’t mean like those simple “it’s the Devil’s work” wave-of-the-hand snippets. I needed more…and what “more” was I wouldn’t know until confronted with it. Well, what I found—and I’d actually gotten back into the traditional religious side of things for a spell—was that whether I was “religious” or wasn’t I would get what I wanted…so how could one faction be wrong and the other right? Well, these mind-bending philosophies from Jane’s books explained everything to me—or a helluva lot more than anything else out there I’d ever read before or since—including traditional eastern philosophy. Seth’s work is like a Venn Diagram: I can place absolutely every other philosophical thought or concept or issue into the answers and explanations I got from Seth/Jane’s books, but not the other way around. I used my life experience to prove these concepts and didn’t just blindly accept what I had read. I simply found that “Seth/Jane’s concepts” worked in everyday life. Whether or not she channeled the information or “made it up”—it didn’t matter to me, it all worked, and made sense to me, even if they didn’t appear to work.

Voice: Explain.

F. P.: Most of the concepts are based on us controlling and creating our own lives—not everything that is, but our physical lives. That we are the energy behind the rocks and trees and pollution, you name it. God, or as I prefer All That Is, is the energy behind us. Within us. Allowing us our lives and value fulfillment. Giving us unconditional love and support. In a nutshell. There’s a little more to it, but that’s why there’re so many books on the subject. So, when things don’t work, the philosophy explains why it doesn’t work, and there could be any of a number of reasons. For example: say you have a fear of intimacy—and most of our seeming failures, by the way, seem to be related to some kind of fear—you seem to get close to a person, but always end up breaking up…or never finding that one “perfect” person. Well, the quick and dirty explanation could be that you—not the world, not the people you’re dating and meeting—but you are the one pushing people away. You are bringing into your life situations that consciously or unconsciously reinforce your system of beliefs that (maybe) you are unworthy. Your fears are keeping you from finding who you want…not that there’s no one out there for you. The people that are coming into your life are there for their reasons as well, but this doesn’t negate that you brought your version of them into your life to begin with. You attracted them. So, the theory goes, by changing your beliefs, which is not always an easy thing to do (but should be), I’m saying you’ll change your life. We all interact with each other for our own physical and nonphysical reasons, but our own circles of influence are brought on by us…individually and en masse…not by any “external” forces or causes. We bring everything into our own lives, good and bad. Any further explanation here, gets book length, and that’s why there are so many books! The books get very detailed.

In any event, I try to incorporate aspects of all this philosophy into all I write. Sometimes it’s more obvious than others. Sometimes it’s not. Sometimes it’s sexy, as with Voice.

Voice: Well, thank you for some insight to your philosophy and how it ties into your work!

F. P.: You’re most welcome!

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Dreams

Posted by fpdorchak on January 26, 2015
Posted in: Dreams, Esoterica, Just Plain Weird, To Be Human. Tagged: , , , , , . Leave a comment
Don't Sleepwalk Your Life--or Your Dreams--Away. (Sleepwalkers, © 2001, F. P. Dorchak, ISBN: 0-75963-950-7)

Don’t Sleepwalk Your Life–or Your Dreams–Away. (Sleepwalkers, © 2001, F. P. Dorchak, ISBN: 0-75963-950-7)

Do you remember your dreams?

How many do you remember?

Have you ever changed the direction or outcome of a dream?

Not everyone believes this, but we all dream…and we also dream while we’re awake.

I’ve learned most of what I know about dreams not only from direct experience, but from reading the Seth Material. One of the things mentioned was just this: that we dream while we’re awake. That statement intrigued me—still does. But I believe it. It actually makes sense to me. I’ve felt “dream links” while awake…some of which I’ve had that actually “reach back” to dreams I’d had years and years ago, sometimes to the same dream, sometimes to a version of it, that, perhaps, kept going on and I just “dipped” into it. And…I do remember a lot of my dreams. Have recorded them for as long as I can remember. I have always remembered my dreams. I (and we all do) have multiple dreams—sometimes simultaneous dreams—and I usually remember several of them. Lately, I’ve been remembering an average of about three dreams a night. One night, geeze, maybe some 10 or 12 years ago, I once recalled a double-digit number of dreams from a single night. It was on the insane order of something like 13 dreams! It took me quite a while to write them all down to some level of detail, and it was about then that I allowed myself to, ummm, forget them. Or remember only the coolest ones. Sometimes [conscious] life just gets in the way…thing is, we can always change our direction and allow ourselves to, once again, remember that which we directed ourselves to forget….

The dream world is similar to the awake or conscious world, in that it is a world of its own, so to speak, with its own (again, “so to speak”) timeline. But what most do not realize is that both the dream and awake lives are intertwined and interact with each other. We don’t just dream images that we’ve encountered while awake…but all of life is linked, so, yes, you will dream about things from your awake life, just as you will see also things in your awake life from your dreams. But which came first? It’s not a matter of linear sense. It’s a matter about multi-dimensional, Venn diagram-like interlaced interaction! Perhaps you’re dreaming a lot about work, say, or an issue that’s plaguing you. You may be dreaming about these things to “let off some steam,” or release stress, for example in the dream state. Or maybe you’re dreaming about them to help you in the awake state—or both. But it’s up to each of us to discover these reasons…these interactions. And it doesn’t matter if we’re right or wrong about our “findings”…what matters is that we’re trying to delve into them…to understand them…and that we’re using our own capabilities as we do so.

About a year or so ago, I developed a condition that requires me (so far) to take some medication that seems to affect my memory of my dreams (yet I remembered remembering them, I like to say)—I was not happy about that. But, I made a concerted effort, and no kidding, I’m now back to remembering my dreams…as I said, on average about three a night. And they’re just as intense as I remembered them. I think what this drug does (as I analyze things) is that it “turns off the memory switch” really quick.

Just like the proverbial light switch.

But I found that if I really put in the effort to remember them immediately upon awakening, I’d remember them. I’d have to stay in bed, sometimes in the same position I woke up in, and they’d come back to me. They also seem to leave quicker, i.e., I forget my dreams quicker, with this medication. They may still come to me later in the day—or even later in the week—but it really seems as if this medication works exactly like some weird-assed dream light switch, which I do not like. But I can force the issue…which I have been doing…and it actually works.

So, back in the mid-to-late nineties, I decided to write a novel about the dream world, Sleepwalkers, and I eventually published it in 2001. It was a fun book to write, and, after I published it, a friend of mine—who’d been having marital problems and forgot her dreams or just experienced nightmares—used the techniques I wrote about (and got from the Seth material) and began remembering her dreams and dispelled the nightmares! That was the coolest thing I’ve ever heard from something I wrote! When I first wrote the novel, I’d hoped it would help others out there…and that is exactly what had ended up happening…I’d actually helped a real person in need.

There are a lot of dream interpreters out there who would have you read their descriptions of symbols and their interpretations of said symbols…but what I would have you do is to interpret them yourself (and, yes, I got this from the Seth Material). Whether or not your versions of symbols match with others’ interpretations is not the issue—what is the issue is that you are not doing the work; you are allowing others to do it for you. What is important about dream work is: 1) that you make the effort to remember your dreams, and 2) that you make the interpretations yourself. It doesn’t matter whether or not your interpretations are “correct”…what matters is that you exercise your own conscious analysis of your own dream symbols. Doing this awakens and strengthens the “metaphysical muscles” you have and allows them to grow, which, in turn, will lead to other metaphysical growth. Don’t make another outside of you your dream guru. None of us needs “gurus”…we all have within us the capability to answer our own questions, our own problems. It’s okay to discuss our dreams with those we are close to, but do not let anyone else tell you what your dreams mean. What these people are actually telling you—when you really think about it—is what your dreams mean to them.

Do not place the power of directing your life in another’s hands.

Okay, here are some things I’d like to throw out there that any of you can try, to get more out of your dream experiences. It’s fun, and really stretches the mind!

  1. Tell yourself and expect yourself to remember your dreams! It’s that easy! Now, it may take some time for some, but we all dream—no exceptions. We just don’t remember them. So, if you don’t remember dreams, just be kind to yourself and allow yourself to remember. As soon as you wake up—stay in bed and open your mind to “what you just came from.” Keep with this until they come—they will. Many times I “remember remembering” them and leave them at that. After all, you have the rest of your life to remember dreams!
  2. When remembered, write them down! First, write out the dream(s) as well as you remember them, then do an analysis of all things in the dreams, from how you felt, to any and all of the symbols in your dreams. List the date and time you’re writing them down. I bold the dream dates and times of the dreams that are as intense and as real as my awake consciousness, and also insert a “Very there” at the start of each of these kinds of dreams. Yes, this can take a lot of time, and you don’t have to do it for all of them, but doing it for even one helps you tremendously in doing your dream work! And if you just can’t get around to writing them down, don’t worry—just remembering is enough. Becoming conscious of the unconscious is what’s important!
  3. If you don’t remember upon awakening, allow yourself to remember later in the day or week, or whenever. I frequently remember additional dreams later in the day. Sometimes a day or so later! If I can, I still write them down. Sometimes they feel tied to something I’m doing, which is probably why I remember them later when I do.
  4. While remembering dreams you might feel that you’ve recalled one or more dreams that actually happened at the same time. This may very well be what has happened: simultaneous dreams! They actually have happened at the same time. I frequently recall simultaneous dreams, and mark them as such.
  5. Here’s are really cool and fun thing to try during the day (or night!) when you’re conscious and not sleeping: try to imagine your dreamworld during the day…and that there are things going on in it while you’re awake, in a parallel life. I do this and periodically feel my dreams as still on-going. Can even feel the same “dream feel” from my dreams while awake. It can be very “mind expanding” and opens up a whole new world of imagination and consideration!
  6. Throughout the day, ask yourself: What am I actually conscious of at this moment? What this does is get your consciousness aware during your dream states, so you can play in a far more richer and rewarding dream experience while actually being conscious in your dreams (it does many other things, but read the Seth Material for that, in particular, Seth, Dreams, and Projections of Consciousness…). Become aware that you’re dreaming…and (this is also really cool) getting you to the point where you can actually change the direction of your dreams! Is something happening that you don’t like—are you having a nightmare?—then consciously change that dream into something of you do like..or merely tell it “No!” and to go away. It’s really cool when you find you can do this. My favorite type of dream are flying dreams, so I love to change my dream directions and take to the air. When I’m aware enough to do so, there are times I’ll tell myself that I can fly (even if a part of me niggles me that I can’t), and I either just take off running, or simply blast up into the air like Superman and fly. These are truly my favorite dreams! I can really feel all the sensations of flying and performing intricate and gnarly aerobatic maneuvers!

These are just some things we can each play around with and try. As I’ve previously mentioned, I’ve had reincarnation dreams, as well. But read some of the Seth Material, in particular the book, Seth, Dreams, and Projections of Consciousness. It might be [philosophically and metaphysically] too much to read at first, if you’re not familiar with the Seth Material, so I do recommend you at least read Seth Speaks, first. You really should read them in order, but if you’re open-minded, you might be able to handle the dream book first or second.

In either case, try the above six items I’ve presented here, and see what you come up with—or share your experiences, here, as comments!

Happy dreaming!

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