A Lightcast Preface of a Lightcast - the Oracle Dream

Hi Soul Beams,

Only a complex Virgo would title this Lightcast in such a manner. However, it set the stage for today.

Hello Chyron, how are you? It's been a bit.

I must truly thank my dreams above all else during this time because they reach to a part of me that cannot judge, manipulate, twist, or hide any truths about what is most necessary for each of us to grow and in turn allow us to give the highest out of ourselved to others, or namely, our beloveds. I am now going to share my Oracle dream. This was five nights ago. I changed names out of privacy.

I had already dreamed through most of the night. These are usually periodicals about little pains here and there I feel from others around me that I take inward from my day-to-day current incarnation. It was just past 4am and I had awaken once before from my previous dream. It was a usual uncomfortable sluffing-off feeling that I have to do often in order to not internalize others feelings in my following day thinking it is mine to carry. Oy! And then I dozed off again. Just before doing so, I clearly and poignantly said to myself: Ashley, dream the way YOU want to dream. Allow yourself a luxurious trip, even if just for an hour. And then it was quiet.

I immediately came upon a tropical climate, in the middle of the riverwalk in San Antonio, Texas. LOL It was very disorienting. I was immediately intervened by a gondolier and was instructed to board. (It felt like Venice only the energy was definitely Texas) I was not alone. There were two male guides with me, one came in and out of view, a short Spanish looking man, and the other deliberately did not want me to see him. He was not much older than me. But I knew him. We will call him Jake. The boat immediately propelled forward moving quickly enough to feel the breeze whistle at me, and the boat took on a glass bottom. I was then greeted by a school of whales. I could feel their age. They were telling me that they had known me so much longer than I could even recall, and it felt comforting. They nearly knocked the boat over a couple times cuz they wanted to give me a kiss.

After about 15 minutes it seemed, the boat stopped and the little Spanish man was gone. Jake was still with me and my feelings of my memory of him were flooding into my heart. I could feel that he did not want me to feel this and it felt like he was afraid I would experience pain. And when I allowed myself to feel pain, he was feeling pain. I could see it in his eyes. And I did not want that. It was such an unconditional feeling coming from him.  I became extremely anxious because I could feel my Ashley-self take on all the heaviness I've been carrying for the last decade or so and the vulnerability was overwhelming. All of a sudden this man calls in all these friends of his and I am suddenly placed into a "Friends" episode. None of these people knew me, but they knew him, and I could feel that they knew that he loved me. That next exchange made me feel even more uncomfortable. I wanted to abort the dream. I was even getting angry. I was forgetting in that moment that whatever I was feeling, he would in turn feel. Then, out of nowhere, this posse of friends including Jake began to act out the Counting Crows song from Shrek 2 called "Accidentally in Love", only Jake was a little paralyzed because of my "not so fresh" feelings I had allowed myself to feel. I wanted to force myself to laugh so that he wouldn't hurt, and yet all I could do was become as paralyzed as him because everything that needed to change in that moment needed to come solely from me, not AT ALL with the intention of him feeling better, but for ME to feel better.

The moment I connected this truth I was supplanted to another room. Jake was also there but I could not see him. He was in the corner. I was immediately surrounded by a group of women. OLD women. They didn't look old at all, but they were Ancient. They started speaking to each other in tongues that seemed familiar to me, but I couldn't hone in enough. I only knew that they were speaking solely about me and that Jake had asked them to visit with me. I looked over at the corner and Jake and I locked eyes again. I could see that he was very familiar with them, but felt very vulnerable with me being there. After a few minutes of the women whispering to one another, one of them spoke to me. She was more beautiful than I could even describe except she had black curly hair pulled up half way. She asked me, "Are you a Capricorn?" with such an inquisitive look. I remember I felt hurt and respectfully said "No, I'm a Virgo." She then looked at the other women and said something regarding my influence on experiencing love of some kind and then they all started hysterically laughing with one another. I remember I laughed as well out of nervousness, but then I realized it was something I was going to have to live, and then I was paralyzed again.

A few moments later the women were gone. Jake was still there. I was utterly exhausted from the exchange with these women and I couldn't feel anything but Surrender. And then he came over to me. He climbed on top of me and enveloped me in his arms and all he did was breathe with me. We breathed together for just a few minutes. It could have lasted forever. (sigh) And then it was time to get up and go. (that was his mind telling me that)

Jake and I were in LAX airport and one of his friends joined us again. His friend said we must hurry. Jake immediately pulled out a cell-phone device, something that does not yet exist, and he had one for me. The time was running out so fast that Jake went ahead and quickly handed me a cord that was to go into the cell phone and that I could find him this way. All he said was "follow me". And then he was gone. I sat in the airport bumbling around trying to figure out how to use the device that he gave me. I could feel the moments between me and Jake growing further and further, and I realized I now must wake up from my dream. And then I woke up.