From the Dreams of Deerheart
My
spiritual name is Deerheart. I encounter the Deer Spirit Guide in my
dream journeys. The deer is an animal of great strength, agility and
gentleness. A compassionate and passionate vegetarian. A guide to the
world of spirit and dreams and love. I gain strength and wisdom and
an affectionate nature from the Deer Spirit. The following set of dreams
are focused on Spirit Guides. While my dreams are very personal, I welcome
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- Deerheart
Shamanic
Journey, about 1990
During the rhythmic drumming, I enter into a trance state. I go into
the ground and pass through solid ground as if my body were that of
a ghost. I enter into a cubical room under the ground. Before me sits
an elderly Native North American man with gray hair. He changes form
into a deer. The deer is my totem, my Spirit Guide. The deer transforms
into a beautiful Native American woman. She is the Heart of the Deer,
my Deer Spirit Guide. I ask her "What should I do in my life? What
is my next step?" She replies, "You know what to do. Follow
where your spirit guides you." I pass through the ground again
to return to my physical body. I wake up.
June
23, 2000
I dream I am in a very large room, curved with a platform around half
of it. There are no corners in the room. The room seems to be in the
future or a different dimension. There are many people sitting and standing
in the room. An attractive slim woman is giving out writing assignments
to different people. There is a teenage boy who has been on the Star
Trek TV show and has a Star Trek communicator. He is told to write about
Star Trek. She walks over to me, lays on the floor beside me, rests
her head on my belly, and asks me to write about bisexuality.
August
19, 2000
I dream that I am in my bedroom in the house where I grew up. There
are pictures on the walls of the outside of the house with Doonesbury
characters pasted on them. The characters are talking to each other.
They are saying to each other, "See me. Feel me." I realize
that this is a dream, so I push myself off of the floor and float in
the air. I continue to look at the images. I rise up to the ceiling
and lay upon it as if it were a bed. I close my eyes and imagine that
I am laying on the floor, so that I can stay focused. I become aware
that there is a woman in the room. I float down to the floor and walk
over to her. She is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. I remember
this is a dream. I can do whatever I want with her. I kiss her and embrace
her lovingly. I send her love energy - receptive loving energy from
my belly into her body so that she will love me and desire me. She does.
She embraces me lovingly. My penis becomes erect. I am now aware of
my physical body.
I ask
her who she is. She gives me different women's names. She tells me she
can be any woman I want. She can split herself into the triple goddess
or even one goddess with three yonis. She can split herself into a hundred
women if I desire. She is my dream guide, my love guide, my muse. She
is my teacher, she empowers me, she heals me. As we are embracing each
other, I feel warm inside, safe, loved, and at peace. We unbutton each
other's shirts. I reach into her shirt and rub her large firm breasts.
We rub our chests together. I reach under her skirt and rub her hot,
juicy vulva. She wants me, she desires me. She lifts her skirt and showers
light and love juice onto my love wand from her yoni. I open her love
gate with my love key. I feel so empowered and energized and warm and
relaxed and peaceful. Although my mind is now awake and I can feel the
sensations of my awake body, my body has not moved, my erection has
subsided and I feel tingling in my hands and waves of kundalini energy
rush through my body at times. I am in bliss.
October
27, 2000
I dream I am walking into the kitchen of the apartment I live in. Then
in walks a beautiful bronze-skinned woman wearing only long pants, like
bluejeans. I recall that I have two new roommates and that one of them
is named Deborah. I ask her if her name is Deborah. She says, "No,
my name is Armana." She seems shy. She does not make eye contact
with me but busies herself going to the cupboard for something and bringing
it to the table to prepare. She is facing to my left and down at the
table. Her shoulders are somewhat hunched over. She seems guarded and
bewildered. I tell her my name to reassure her of our equal vulnerability.
She asks me what is the meaning of the name. I say, "My name?"
She responds, "No, my name." I am becoming as puzzled as she
is. She is asking me to tell her the meaning of her own name. Her long
brown hair is held up casually, perhaps with a barrette. I feel delighted
and intrigued and amazed and bewildered to live with such a beautiful
woman. She has a silver mark between her eyes on her nose and forehead,
such as a Hindu might have.
October
30, 2000
I dream I am in the basement of a building with other people. A group
of beings are there in a pile on the floor. They are naked. Their skin
is translucent, the veins show through. They have webbing between their
toes and fingers. They have no hair. They are merpeople, people who
live under the water. I wonder if they live beneath the oceans of the
earth or if they are from another planet. They have a mission on the
earth. They need to travel among people in order to accomplish their
goal. I do not know what their goal is, but I sense that it is good.
A person there with me suggests that they wear street clothes so that
they will fit in. I say that is an excellent idea. So we get them clothes
and dress them. One of them, a woman with no hair, embraces me and tells
me, "You are Messenger, Ma-Singah, Mercury. You are Unutilized
Potential." She asks me to get down low and dance. I comply.
Then
I am dancing and playing with another adult and two children. We are
all naked. We collapse on the floor in exhaustion. I lay flat on my
back. A naked woman comes from behind me and lays diagonally across
me, chest to chest. She is beautiful, slim, full-breasted, with dark
brown hair. She whispers in my ear, "I really enjoyed the dance
class last night." She is happy to be with me, to be close to me,
to share her thoughts and feelings with me. She smiles. I hold her close.
My penis stands up to honor her with admiration, appreciation, and desire.
We are magnetic. We are in bliss.
October
2, 2002
I voice this prayer before I go to sleep: "Oh Goddess, What
is the ideal way for me to earn a living (at this time)?"
I dream there are nine women in bed together, all sitting side
by side in a row. Each woman has a different career/occupation/profession.
I choose the one who is the artist. I dream that there is a very long
mountain range and I am in the valley. It is windy in the valley and
I am telling the woman, my friend, the artist, that it is even windier
at the top of the mountains. I want to climb to the top of the mountain
range with her but I am afraid because it is so windy up there. I acknowledge
that sometimes the wind does not blow at the mountain top, but usually
it does and often strongly and sometimes dangerously strong. The mountain
range is infinitely long.
March
6, 2003
I dream that I am living in a house with many rooms. Many people are
coming and going. A beautiful woman with wavy black or brown hair moves
into a guest room. She is unpacking her suitcases. I say hi to her.
I introduce myself and welcome her into the house. I feel magnetically
attracted to her. I can't take my eyes off of her. I get a hard on.
I feel embarrassed and try to leave but cannot. I feel safe with her.
I feel her energy welcoming me. I wonder if my hard on is showing through
my pants. I am so excited. So alive. We continue to talk. We continue
to remain in each other's presence and energy. Even the silence between
us is safe and secure and connected. We connect on all energetic levels.
I am so sexually excited I am afraid I will ejaculate, but I do not.
I remain in a state of high energetic arousal and consciousness. My
mind and my heart are clear and warm and bright.
July
15, 2007
I dream that a woman asks me, "What do you want?" She is my
spirit guide and goddess.
September
24, 2007
I dream that I am surprised to be kissed on the lips, a big long passionate
kiss, by a beautiful woman. Who is she?
January
20, 2008
I dream I meet the Bird Headed Goddess woman with a multi-colored face.
She is with her daughter, the Angel Gabriel. They both can change back
and forth between a normal human body and their celestial form. I go
in search of the Mother Goddess form and accidentally go to her celestial
home at Rain Mountain. The blue-paper flames tell me I have arrived
at Rain Mountain and ask me what I want to see the Goddess about. I
leave Rain Mountain because I am afraid to face the Goddess in her celestial
form.
After
I wake up I decide I should re-enter the dream to ask the Bird Headed
Goddess what my next career step should be. I enter into a trance state
and return to Rain Mountain. I meet the Goddess with many colors on
her face in her human form. She is smiling at me. I am happy.
July 25, 2008 (two days
before my birthday)
I dream I am with a man who is taken underground by nature spirits,
into the realm of the dead. I go with him to give him support and to
bring him back to the surface and back to life. Under the earth we are
in limbo between life and death. We are standing between a wall and
a precipice, like a cliff. The wall is textured like stucco. Beyond
the edge of the precipice is endless space filled with golden glowing
fog. It feels warm and loving - it is heaven.
We pass through the stucco wall into a small room. We are sitting on
wooden chairs facing a wooden desk. Behind the desk is God. He is a
kind and loving old man. He is Father Christmas, the Yule King, the
Holly King. We make our case to God for why my friend should remain
alive. God grants my friend permission to continue living in the material
world. We return to the surface of the earth. After I awake I realize
I am not afraid of death, and yet I also feel that I have a mission
on earth to complete before my life is finished.
July 26, 2008 (one day before my birthday)
I dream I am in a giant amphitheater, with bleachers or benches, on
the side of a hill or incline. Standing with me is a big bald-headed
man. He has many pins piercing his lips, like 20 pins. On each pin is
a shiny gold metallic demon. The demon pins look like pterodactyls or
bats. He is the Demon Master. He is invoking demons in a ritual. The
demons appear on the stage below us. I feel very uncomfortable, very
upset, very disturbed. I tell the Demon Master, "I don't belong
here. I want to leave." And so, I leave. He does not stop me. I
do not feel afraid of the demons but I feel there is something not right
about summoning them. The amphitheater reminds me of Hell and the Demon
Master reminds me of Satan. After I awake I wonder if the Demon Master
is actually my ally, protecting me from my own demons, my dark side,
that by summoning the demons I may actually examine them and learn from
them.
