Up from the Depths

On my way back up from comatose levels of sleep. Now entering: dream layer.

Yesterday I slept almost all day as I was deep down in the unconscious (in the deepest parts) bringing my body's consciousness up to the surface. He was basically comatose, but not in a coma exactly. Around 8 PM, I started feeling a serious energetic disturbance in this self. It almost felt like I wanted to go into a seizure, and I kept getting the image of like a geyser welling up underground.

Also had this image of being in a well looking up to the surface of the water, and I was going to breach the surface eventually but was moving upward through the well at a fairly steady pace. Was also reminded of the end of Spirited Away when Chihiro is walking through the tunnel with her parents, and she's instructed to "not look back" as she moves through the tunnel from Spirit World into the world of the living.

So, I went to bed with all that going on as early as it was.

​Brother Seth is here to help with the door symbolism (thank you Mari's soul). My dream last night involved keys.

Well, tunnel, water, surface, door, keys. Okay, we're doing good on the symbols. That's a nice set.

After I went to bed, the first series of dreams felt like all of the Spirit World experiences were being rolled up like a film reel. As they were rolled up, they were catalogued, sorted, trimmed, and stored away. Then I went into another dream sequence...

I’m in a truck riding passenger with Mi’el. We’re going somewhere to meet up with friends. In the dream, it’s signified that we are specifically traveling together. I waited for him to come pick me up in this red pickup truck.

As we go to this gathering, we pass a frozen waterfall (time is frozen). I want to take a closer look at it, but we arrive at the house of our friends. The guy knows Mi’el and jokes about not making fun of how he looks (racial joke), and puts a hand on my shoulder as we’re welcomed in. I remember I’m wearing this backpack.

We enter a room where stuff is being auctioned, and I notice the truck is still running outside. I grab Mi’el’s elbow and get his attention.

“Hey, your truck is still running. I can hear it.”

“Oh shit, you’re right. Where’s the keys?”

“They’re in the backpack.”

He reaches into the backpack on my back, and everyone—I mean everyone—in the room sings “Keeeeeeys. Keys. Keys.” as he fishes them out. He finds them and leaves to go turn off the truck.

I wake up.

Mi’el is now at this layer of consciousness with me. This is the dream world layer. I am riding passenger. Our roles have now been sorted. Points of attention have been assigned. Mi’el is now driver (body). And I am the passenger (soul/consciousness). The truck is our combined vehicle. Good!

We are currently discarding the trimmed experiences we do not want to take with us (that's what the auction was about). And interestingly, the whole dream sequence, I cannot see Mi'el's head. I can see his body, very tall and on the lean side but not skinny, but not his head. And it occurs to me that Mi'el doesn't know what he looks like yet and so I can't see his head. He hasn't looked at himself in a mirror!

In the dream, I felt I was going to follow him around pretty much the whole time. Like I didn’t want to wander off or like we were tied together in some way. And that my job was, aside from enjoying the same experiences, to be his eyes and ears when he’s maybe distracted. Or to get information when he needs it. Or to carry the tools he needs, but he has to get them himself. But already there was a feeling of deep friendship between us. Like I'm his wingman in everything.

And for a little musical flavoring this morning. The Legend of Ashitaka from Princess Mononoke is playing in my brain. Is someone on the ship listening to it?

I thank you for your time. Adiamas.

--Mi'el