Unleash The Power of Your Mind

My dreams world would always hint if there was any imbalance in my life. If I ever allowed others to influence me, made the wrong choices, or just generally allowed moods and emotions to engulf me in everyday reality, my inner world would signify my imbalance with the most macabre scenarios.

I used to always dream about vampires, being hunted and pursued by them, and it’s not like I had some kind of fascination with vampires in everyday waking life … might have just seen the odd movie. But I’ve encountered people who are proper Goths … dressing in black, listening to death metal music and generally looking like the undead … I was definitely not one of them. To me, I think these dreams signified my energetic defenses being weak, my energy open to all kinds of parasitic entities.

I would have numerous dreams where I  was being frightened and hunted, but at the time when I learned about the Shadow, the inner animalistic self within all of us, I started dreaming about other beings hunting me … the vampire dreams stopped for a while, and I found myself being hunted and approached by wolves and lions.

There was some kind of energetic shift in my inner world at that point. During my meditation sessions I would always visualize communion with this animal spirit inside me … yet my attitudes and behaviours in my everyday life were at most times not concurrent with this new awareness, hence the dreams of being stalked … this would shake me into changing my everyday thinking and acting.

In one dream, I was walking down the middle of a dark highway, completely desolate, no cars or people in sight. At the same time, I was in a room watching a TV screen. It was a split awareness where I was in two places at once. On the screen was some sinister TV show, where a frightening character was giving a talk from some remote location. He was a serial killer vampire, and was speaking of his killings and exploits.  Think of a cross between Hannibal Lecter and Lestat, with a bit of Charles Manson, but ten times more psychotic, and you come close. He was saying on the screen how he always attacks households in the dead of night in quiet suburban neighbourhoods.  The houses he attacks are always marked with a black flag erected in the front yard.

I then found myself walking through a neighbourhood at night, walking through a narrow winding road, full of large detached houses with huge lawns. The street was empty, no people, no sound. A nervous feeling came over me, yet I couldn’t place it. What was wrong? Why did I feel like this? Then I looked across to one of the houses and saw a black flag on the front lawn. Then the image of the killer came back to me. He was in the neighbourhood.

I started to run, past all the houses, but came to a dead end. I ran through the garden of a house at the end of the street, not knowing where else to go,  ran to the rear of the house, and came to a dark foggy alley. I just waited, unsure whether to proceed. Then I heard footsteps. From the corner before me a figure emerged, very tall, advancing towards me. It was the killer, wearing a top hat and black cape, a thing out of my darkest nightmares.

Here’s the twist. As he came closer, the fear just vanished. The thought came to me: I have inside me aspects that are just as dark, just as frightening, just as fearsome. This jokes thinks he can scare me? I can make myself the hunter.

In that instant I looked inside myself as saw all the frightening characteristics of my assailant before me. I became the beast. I became the fearsome one. The way to combat this being was to become something infinitely darker and scarier than he was. Rage came over me, the rage of my inner animal. I could just turn into the beast with the power and swiftness of a thought. The killer vanished, and I woke up.

Bottom line: Rage destroys fear.

To be continued ….