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Tuesday, November 8, 2011

160) Dream Work with Robert Moss at Gore Mountain

Nov. 4-6, 2011

I thought I’d share some of the experiences I had this past weekend when I was so graciously invited to attend a twice-yearly Gore Mountain dream circle gathering with Robert Moss and his ‘frequent flyers’ who work to explore this larger reality we call ‘dreaming’.

Using both small and large group journeys, we were led by drumming to go within ourselves to seek different dimensions and realities that could be expressed in personal images, thoughts, and stories. Using dream sharing techniques he developed, creative expression and healing was done on many levels for many of the participants of our dream circle.

Personally, I found this experience quite powerful, one that used an innate ability we all have that I had never before encountered. As an astral traveler with frequent out-of-body journeys, this aspect of dream work was new to me and very appealing as a possible alternative technique that would help me continue my own spiritual growth and fulfill a desire to help others heal through their own self-discovery.

I made many journeys this weekend, both with the entire group, as well as with smaller groups. Sharing our stories and dream journeys, we as ‘trackers’ helped one another by offering personal images that could be now interpreted by the specific ‘seeker’ for their own use. Robert used various locations and situations suggested by the participants to use as a framework for a guided journey into past, present, and future times. I will share three of my own personal journeys that I felt were important for my spiritual growth.

During one journey when we were to go within the mountain and feel the energy of the deer and earth, I received a strong message from the mountain animals that changes were coming and that we needed to pay attention to the animal’s warnings. I was told that those who listened would be led ‘within the mountain’ and be allowed to grow even more beautifully than they were now, and those who did not heed the animal’s warning would be caught up in a ‘mountain of fire’. I clearly saw the red glow of the mountain where those ‘on the outside’ were transformed into trails of smoke rising softly above the mountain.

In another journey, we were led with the drumming to a Pavilion of Peace where we could go to when stressed with our ‘outer’ life and meet our ‘greater self’. In this pavilion, I was met by my animal guides, the red-tailed hawk and owl who explained to me that it was important to know that every action and thought we encounter in this ‘outer’ life offer important lessons we can learn from.

On that pavilion walls, I could see various panels that depicted many lives happening all at once (possibly my past lives). In one particular panel, I watched as a young monk in the Middle Ages was unjustly persecuted for his beliefs and felt the anger and rage he held onto as he perished. I was led to understand that I needed to ‘let go’, and to see that this sacrifice led to a greater understanding by many people. I felt comforted to know that my seemingly ‘unjust’ death was actually a leap forward in spiritual growth for others, as well as myself.

In another experience, I traveled deep into the earth where I was led through a darkening passageway by a guide who showed me a door. Opening the door, I entered into a room without any visible light. Completely surrounded by darkness, I was told I was to use my non-visual senses to ‘see’ what was there.

I felt there to be an entire city of people living here, guided only by their ‘intuitive senses’ and without any form. We were able to communicate without words and knew what each other ‘felt’ and thought. I sensed myself as nothing more than a ‘mere thought’ or a single point of existence. Yet, as this point of thought, I was able to take in massive amounts of information regarding my surroundings and those around me. I felt loved and accepted, living in harmony with those around me. I understood that I am to allow myself to be that valuable part of All That Is, to try to not take things personally as I do much of the time and restrict my actions because of it.

I was a bit disappointed that I was not able to travel out of body during this time to bring back an experience to share with the group. The first night I had only a small dream recall of a dark haired mother and daughter smiling back at me, with a strong impression that I was to remember them for some reason. The second night, I clearly remember dreaming of being within the dream circle, with Robert choosing me to start the sharing of experiences. I felt pressured to perform, worried that I didn’t have anything to share, and needing to improvise. Waking with this concern, I did what Robert suggests and allowed myself to go back within this dream and see what more I could discover. I was able to learn better that I was the one putting the pressure on myself and that I only needed to ‘let go’ and allow the information to flow without fear of rejection or disappointment. There was only my own ‘belief’ of perceived pressure blocking this ability to perform.

The last evening there, we were asked to give a creative offering on the final day and I felt compelled to write. As we sat around the fire in the lodge, words would spring up in my mind. Writing as we chatted, the poem came to life. I will share it here:

The Wisdom of the Water

Rambling through the forest
Amid trees and leaves of green
I spy a tiny spotted fawn
Stirring from its sleep.

She stands beside her mother
Feebly first, then strong
Knowing she is protected
And here where she belongs.

I move along to a meandering stream
As it nestles within the ground
Savoring the shimmering waters
As I hear its magnificent sound.

It leads me to a waterfall
And I honor the life in its flow
I thank it for its nourishing wisdom
That has helped us all to grow.

But what it specifically means to me
Is to know that we are as One
Each with the joy of living and learning
Until that time has come

To move beyond our limited ‘selfs’
Into the Omniscent and Loving Presence
That is always here to bind us together
And give us eternal essence.

When I open myself to the All That Is
As I flow along with this stream
I hear the words that echo my youth
Singing, “Life IS but a dream.”

The weekend was filled with beautiful stories, heartfelt emotions, as well as energetic and enthusiastic dream theater. Laughter was abundant, as well as a tremendous sense of acceptance and loving energy. The dream family at Gore Mountain, led by Robert Moss, is an exceptionally warm and welcoming group of people that I cannot thank enough for making this one of the best weekends I have ever experienced.

1 comment:

Adelita Chirino said...

Lovely travel report of the weekend, Karen. As I was reading your poem, I was reminded of your dream of the dark haired mother and daughter, which seemed echoed in the fawn and her mother. For me there is a loving and nurturing connection. Love your blog and all I'm discovering in it.