There comes a time, in the field of dreams...

We each live in a bubble of our own field of dreams.

There comes a time when all about you becomes alien to your field.

You are in a field of dreams, witnessing others in theirs.
This is the many 'realities' of subjective experience.

There comes a time when your field becomes so vastly different to those about you, that you feel isolated and cut off. And as you step around you, out and about in the daily world of your bubble...your field of dreams,  pretty soon you will feel sick with the aggregate energy that has been filling your bubble too. This happens when the aggregate energy (of all the bubbles in the Collective) is not in integrity with yours, You have left alignment with it...Others may continue to Collude with the aggregate energy, and that is simply the others doing what they need to do in their processes.

You are filling up with, and letting go of all manner of ideas, and thoughts and actions.
They too are filling up with, and letting go of, all manner of energy experiences and that is their job.

There comes a time when the individual processes call for a 'collective release'...inspired by individuals release...It happens by allowing the natural ebb and flow in each, to finally release the stuckness and remove the blocks to real flow.

You will be concentrating and managing your own process, how you are filling up and letting go. And it will be lonely because everyone else has their own bubble..and no one else has your individual blocks,

but there is a shared momentum toward this.



There comes a time to break free of the dogma that kept you believing and acting, and reacting, and re-enacting the same old, same old 'plays' until eventually you got sick of them too.



Finally there comes a time when you begin to walk around your  field and see from where the 'wellsprings' of recycling energy emerges. The emergence of water,  rises up from deep underground cracks and pools.  Eventually (through astral and emotional work),  you walk through your bubble dream world, and with thought and intention, you to come to that hidden terrain, you see the source.

You never noticed this before...but maybe you never looked before. There is a pool of water hidden in the undergrowth that continues to gurgle up the energy of a deep wound. This deep wound is the chasm that formed and cracked open further with each belief, trauma and memory that substantiates loneliness.  The ever increasing memories and happenings that you have worked through so many times each life time never quite resolves but acts to keep the wound open ..so that it continues to gurgle through into the long grasses of the plains in your field.

It is the emotion/water that flows into your field of dreams and allows the fields to bring to harvest the effects of the wound so that the wound can never be forgotten.

There comes a time when the wound itself, ancient and sick of itself, calls to you for release.

There comes a time when you take a walk on your own through the field, and you see how vast it really is. Then you stumble across this gurgle of underground water that is slowly flooding your plains. It is a underground 'spring' deep in the hidden recesses of your field which leads you the wound. And then you understand that this wound has been the denominator for all that happened, and this is the defining theme of many of your actions or non actions. The wound, self inflicted by your own actions or thoughts or beliefs, over many years, and it is primarily caused by the spark of the moment you did not trust.

This initial spark that splintered out the wound, was the hesitation, that moment in which  TRUST was momentarily questioned...that hesitation gave birth to  mistrust in the moment, mistrust in the divine nature of yourself, mistrust in the divine itself, Nature itself. You forgot you are divine nature. You forgot you are Nature.

You just momentarily held the hesitation too close, and when questioned, "who Am I".
 Instead of answering "I AM" with assurdness... you said, "I will go and see ..."

And off you went. The moment of that  hesitation, in that breath, called forth all following moments of being cut off from the one. You left the oneness of which you TRUSTED yourself to be part.

You hesitated in your knowledge of yourself and hesitated in the knowledge that you are VAST, because you are part of the vastness, you hesitated in knowing your place as fundamentally being a part of the one. At this moment of hesitation...a chasm of seperateness entered your field....and deep down in the ground, in the earth of your standing, beneath you it cracked open a wound.
Your world separated from the oneness and filled with the water which was to become sorrow, this is the vale of sorrow.

This wound not only trickles into your own bubble, your own field of dreams, but it trickles into all the bubbles and all the field of dreams. The conglomerate or aggregate energy is the mass of bubbles of dreams and held tightly with the sticky residue of this wound. The bubbles stick together and the energy pervades, it became the sticking glue that keeps all pieces of the 3rd dimensional puzzle together. Rigid and not flowing. Stuck.

There was another element that plunged this further.
First there is a question, why was there an hesitation? Who brought this dynamic forward?
Well some say it was an experiment, a chance to claim MORE DEPTH to oneness, to further push the boundaries of the I AM. The question posed, and the responding hesitation is the push to drive this momentum forward.

Also an element of further pushing the drive of that momentum, arrived to provide extra help to push you further away from oneness. The conglomerate of the myriad 'fields of dream's', each  filled with this sorrow, was found to be emitting an energy stream so strong that 'others' could  not resist and embarked on manipulations and dark agendas to fully exploit this situation.

The myriad dreamwalkers then not knowing who they were, huddled in masses, in loneliness.
They gave their power away to those shouting loudest, but also deeply consumed by the wound. Those who took over the 'powerplay' in this conglomerate of bubbles, did so in the energy that had mistrust for Nature and mistrust of the divine, so increasing further the wound of separateness.

The result was that the fields of dreams, where the people lay sleeping through apparent  'separateness' became encumbered even further, deeper and deeper into the dream. The wound from which the water filled the field, was never seen and the water of sadness just continued to fill the field, which coloured the creations and dreams issued by the dreamer.

There comes a time when the dreamwalker finds within his/her field the source of the wellspring from which his/her sadness is created.

There comes a time when the dreamwalker sits down with his/her wound and Goes Back to the Source of it.

There comes a time when the dreamwalker goes back to Source.

The cycle ends.

Each dreamwalker has to walk this walk alone, because this wound, is the wound of separateness, isolation, and I am lonely.
Cycles on earth re-enact this leaving of source and coming back.

• It is in the out-breath and the in-breath.
• It is the cycles of the moon. Starting with the moon in close proximity to the Sun, feeling strong and vibrant with Sun (source) energy, that it is strong enough to venture out on its own... then it ventures out,  further and further away to the furthest point possible away from the Sun , its journey full...before returning once more back to the closeness with the sun.  
• It is re enacted in the earth cycles as she travels through the seasons from new young leaves to those leaves dead and fallen to the ground to be recycled into new growth. 
• Your return to source is to be filled with new life and a new dream. The out breath, breathes you away from source and the in breath brings us back.  Each a constant reminder to come back to our source. 

As each dream walker learns this and releases from his wound. He/she experiences "I AM".
 "I AM one with source"
And their bubble frees itself from the conglomerate of bubbles.
As each new bubble is Freed from the aggregate 'energy that weeps in separateness', it grows stronger as it comes back to oneness with source. It forgets the rules and regulations that once held it in restriction, and sacrificed on the crosses that make up the matrix.

The release of a bubble, as it loosens itself free,  gives rise to a loosened end . It is freed from the vast tentacles of the deep wound.  The conglomerate of mass bubbles is held together by this octopus of many tentacles each feeding the wound into the bubbles stuck in the conglomerate.
The wound is the stickiness that holds down over it, the matrix of the 3d puzzle.

As each field of dreams, within its own bubble, finds it true SOURCE, this acts to reduce the stickiness of the matrix that holds the bubble mass in a 3d puzzle ....this makes it easier then for the others to release themselves too.

There comes a time...

Michaela.