I had an interesting dream on the eve of the 10:10 portal. It’s hard to remember exactly how the order of events initially began (it was multidimensional), but the summation was an initiation, one my soul had been through before, and the process had roots deep in our human past.
Aspect one: The Victorian
I remember flying over a town. I felt it was maybe in Victorian times on the west coast of England, but it could be several places in Britain. I remember finding an important hat that I had lost a long time ago, and I swooped down to collect it. It was lying in the street and was completely clean.
Aspect two: The hat
The soft, checkered hat had a round enameled badge on the front that had one of my former names from an important past life, and yet it was really hard for me to remember.
As soon as I looked at the name, I remembered the lifetime, and as soon as I looked away, I forgot the name, and my recollections faded quickly (unless I kept the hat on). The name was important because I could use it in an incantation for both protection and raising my vibration.
When I looked at the name for the first time, I remembered feeling so grateful and relieved to have found the hat again and to tap into this other aspect of myself. I felt the returning of the knowing, the greater connection with Source that I had in that incarnation.
I did the incantation, and I knew I would be out of reach from any lower-dimensional beings that might try to “bring me down to Earth,” as I soared in the skies. I knew I was beyond harm.
At one point, the hat was blown off my head by strong winds, and I watched it plummet to the ground. I lost confidence in the incantation and my Source connection as I flew down to grab it, and I could feel the effect wearing off.
A part of me knew it was not the hat that had elevated me, but my investment or attachment to it was strong enough that the incantation wore off the closer I reached the ground. I managed to grab the hat before it hit the street, just before a passerby tried to grab it. I then looked at the badge again and reconnected.
I don’t recall much of the journey, but I ended up at a fairly large statue that was not far from water. I knew this statue; it was a marker. When I touched it, I felt my Source connection even more.
It felt like a home I had not known I was missing. It felt so good. The statue was Egyptian: I believe it was made of sandstone with a painted face like a Sarcophagus, with highlights of black, white, and gold.
By connecting to this statue for a while, I was able to ascertain a nearby location. I flew to the location using my heart to feel for the vibration of the location.
It was a boarded-up ramshackle house, the kind that was ignored by passersby due to its dereliction. I found a way into the house. It was dark with little slits of light coming through the windows where there were gaps between the wooden slats.
Aspect three: The Egyptian
Out of the shadows appeared the same image that was on the statue marker. This time there was an entity embued with the image. An ancient being, one I had encountered before in a past life in Egypt.
I remember I was so joyous to see this being. I remember thinking, “Oh, I’m so glad to be at this point again.” I knew what was about to occur roughly, and I knew that my struggles were coming to an end. I knew that I was about to “level up” so to speak.
We looked into each other’s eyes without blinking. I knew this initiation I was about to undergo dated back farther in time than the height of the ancient Egyptian past. It had deep roots in human history. My last experience of it was during the Egyptian aspect I was now recalling.
As we looked into each other’s eyes, a golden tear began to form in its right eye (left side from my point of view). It made me pay attention to the design around its eyes. It was the eye of Horus.
As the tear formed, it slowly left its eye and came towards my left eye. I wasn’t quite ready for it, so I blinked as it reached my eye, and the golden tear splashed around my eyelid.
I had remembered the initiation process a little too late. However, I now knew I had a second turn. A golden tear was forming in its left eye (right from my point of view). This time I was ready for it. I told myself to keep my eye open and accept the golden tear into my right eye. And I did.
The tear seeped into my eye and absorbed into my body; the initiation had worked. I was elated and relieved. I felt a slight sense of appreciation from the statue, as it went into the shadows, and all was dark again. Then I woke up.
When I have dreams like this where their intensity keeps it in my mind as I awake, and it plays around in my head for days, I find myself researching it eventually. On this occasion, I came across some interesting resources that I had never read before.
One source I found was about the eye of Horus, which described it as:
“The Wadjet (or Ujat, meaning “Whole One”) is a powerful symbol of protection in ancient Egypt also known as the “Eye of Horus” and the “all seeing eye”. The symbol was frequently used in jewellery made of gold, silver, lapis, wood, porcelain, and carnelian, to ensure the safety and health of the bearer and provide wisdom and prosperity.” – https://ancientegyptonline.co.uk/eye/
However, the next site I found hit much closer to home. It was called “The Golden Tear from the Eye of Horus.” My jaw dropped. I decided not to read beyond the introduction until I had finished writing this post, as I didn’t want it to influence my retelling of the dream I had. However, some of the introductory descriptions resonated:
“The Golden Tear from the Eye of Horus is a fictional account of Dawn Riordan, a woman who finds herself in the midst of an out-of-control situation that may very well be a true account of the world. While the events and storyline are fictional, the basis and underlying plot are, in the author’s opinion, true. Many of the characters in the story are archetypes or real beings — not necessarily human — and their characterization is based upon the best available evidence from historical documents…
The Golden Tear from the Eye of Horus is first and foremost a story of one woman’s journey of the soul, her own versions of The Hero’s Journey and/or The Fool’s Journey (probably a little bit of each). In her journey, she encounters challenge after challenge, only to ultimately transform herself into something far beyond what she had ever previously imagined…
The Golden Tear from the Eye of Horus deals with prophetic and extraordinary truths about ancient history, governmental Conspiracies, vested interests, covert Extraterrestrial activities, bewildering and anomalous events and theories, the incredible truths about the strange events occurring on the third planet from the sun, and the potential for the transformation of the human species from Homo sapiens sapiens to the next evolutionary quantum leap and something far greater.” – http://www.halexandria.org/dward505.htm
Since having the dream, I’ve noticed a subtle change in myself. I feel this sirring to step up more, to lead, willing to move into the spotlight in my everyday life, to express myself, and not hold back. It is something that has been building for the last couple of years, but it seems to be coming to a new level of fruition.
The October energies have not been easy to integrate, however. I had the flu for the first time in three years. I’ve been fatigued and in need of more meditation and quiet time. My sleep has been disturbed. Emotional clearances.
It feels like we are sweeping away the last vestiges of our old lower beliefs and attachments so that the new can come in. I can’t wait to see how that manifests.
How have the October energies been treating you? Let me know in the comments below!
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