The Dream -2.
The day I had this dream went on peacefully. The mind was silent the whole day, though sporadic thoughts, worries, fears, anxieties kept rising and disappearing .
The rooms are terribly hot but because of Mosquitoes I can’t sleep on the open terrace. In the room, I keep the pedestal fan close to my head and keep the body below my waist covered under the mosquito-net.
Yesterday did the routine things, there were so many to be done on the net, but the hot weather typing apart, didn’t let me sit for even a stretch of 15 minutes.
In the evening the weather suddenly took turn for half an hour as if gave me a new lease of fresh cool rejuvenating breath and life. I went on my usual path, the street where I usually go for the evening / morning walks. There was the Hill, before the hill is visible; there is a temple on the left on that street. A few teak-wood trees on the same side of the temple.
In the temple there is an idol of राजराजेश्वरी Rajarajeshvari, having 4 arms and in one, there is a dagger, blood stained. I bowed to Her, as I always do whenever I pass by that temple. Yesterday The Divine Mother (राजराजेश्वरी / Rajarajeshvari), had a saffron mark on Her forehead which enchanted my attention and I didn’t look the other things with much attention, -like Her vehicle face to face to Her, sitting on the entrance, with His tail towards me. And in a second my dream rolled out before my mind.
“Oh ! भवानी / Bhavani ! So You were there yesterday! I exclaimed with joy. I could sense a sign of approval on Her face. But presently and even after 27 hours later (08:36 p.m. Monday 15 May, 2017) when I’m writing this, I can’t remove my eyes away from that saffron mark (sandal and saffron mixed) on Her fore-head exactly where the eye-brows meet.
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Last night I could not go to bed till 11:30 p.m. though was just lying awake.
The air in the room was almost still except the waft coming from the fan. Don’t remember when I must have gone to sleep. After that almost every 1, or 1 and a half hour thirst disturbed my sleep. Around 3:30 a.m. today, I think the last time I went to sleep again. Today, between 4:00 and 4:30 Though I was neither asleep nor fully awake nor dreaming, I felt a presence in my room. I had a vague idea about, where I was sleeping and perhaps having kind of a dream.
The voice that seemed to be of the presence, asked:
“Do you think?”
“Yes, sometimes.”
“Really?”
“No, it is the brain where thought happens.”
“Good.”
“And what about your mind?”
“This thought-stream could be called the mind, yet because the thought-stream is a process that happens for the reasons unknown to me, I really don’t think.”
“Are you the mind?”
“No, if by mind we mean the thinking faculty of the brain.”
“So, in a way thought / thought-stream happen to you?”
“Not sure, there may be other thought / thought-stream at another level at the same time, which are not perceived by me.”
“Where do they happen?”
“Presumably, in the brain itself.”
“So you are not associated with, nor with the one responsible for them?”
“Exactly.”
“That means the identification with thought / thought-stream is no more.”
" ..."
“Do You know exactly who was the animal that was sacrificed a day before yesterday?”
-Asked the presence.
All of a sudden a silvery light shone like a lightening-streak.
I at once knew who was the animal and who the presence.
I could not stay there for much long.
During the next few minutes, I didn’t know if I was awake, dreaming or sleeping.
Don’t know how long those few minutes were.
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The day I had this dream went on peacefully. The mind was silent the whole day, though sporadic thoughts, worries, fears, anxieties kept rising and disappearing .
The rooms are terribly hot but because of Mosquitoes I can’t sleep on the open terrace. In the room, I keep the pedestal fan close to my head and keep the body below my waist covered under the mosquito-net.
Yesterday did the routine things, there were so many to be done on the net, but the hot weather typing apart, didn’t let me sit for even a stretch of 15 minutes.
In the evening the weather suddenly took turn for half an hour as if gave me a new lease of fresh cool rejuvenating breath and life. I went on my usual path, the street where I usually go for the evening / morning walks. There was the Hill, before the hill is visible; there is a temple on the left on that street. A few teak-wood trees on the same side of the temple.
In the temple there is an idol of राजराजेश्वरी Rajarajeshvari, having 4 arms and in one, there is a dagger, blood stained. I bowed to Her, as I always do whenever I pass by that temple. Yesterday The Divine Mother (राजराजेश्वरी / Rajarajeshvari), had a saffron mark on Her forehead which enchanted my attention and I didn’t look the other things with much attention, -like Her vehicle face to face to Her, sitting on the entrance, with His tail towards me. And in a second my dream rolled out before my mind.
“Oh ! भवानी / Bhavani ! So You were there yesterday! I exclaimed with joy. I could sense a sign of approval on Her face. But presently and even after 27 hours later (08:36 p.m. Monday 15 May, 2017) when I’m writing this, I can’t remove my eyes away from that saffron mark (sandal and saffron mixed) on Her fore-head exactly where the eye-brows meet.
--
Last night I could not go to bed till 11:30 p.m. though was just lying awake.
The air in the room was almost still except the waft coming from the fan. Don’t remember when I must have gone to sleep. After that almost every 1, or 1 and a half hour thirst disturbed my sleep. Around 3:30 a.m. today, I think the last time I went to sleep again. Today, between 4:00 and 4:30 Though I was neither asleep nor fully awake nor dreaming, I felt a presence in my room. I had a vague idea about, where I was sleeping and perhaps having kind of a dream.
The voice that seemed to be of the presence, asked:
“Do you think?”
“Yes, sometimes.”
“Really?”
“No, it is the brain where thought happens.”
“Good.”
“And what about your mind?”
“This thought-stream could be called the mind, yet because the thought-stream is a process that happens for the reasons unknown to me, I really don’t think.”
“Are you the mind?”
“No, if by mind we mean the thinking faculty of the brain.”
“So, in a way thought / thought-stream happen to you?”
“Not sure, there may be other thought / thought-stream at another level at the same time, which are not perceived by me.”
“Where do they happen?”
“Presumably, in the brain itself.”
“So you are not associated with, nor with the one responsible for them?”
“Exactly.”
“That means the identification with thought / thought-stream is no more.”
" ..."
“Do You know exactly who was the animal that was sacrificed a day before yesterday?”
-Asked the presence.
All of a sudden a silvery light shone like a lightening-streak.
I at once knew who was the animal and who the presence.
I could not stay there for much long.
During the next few minutes, I didn’t know if I was awake, dreaming or sleeping.
Don’t know how long those few minutes were.
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