04/24/13

Today:

A sleepwalker

Wizard's Log Star-date: 04:21:06 AM

Good morning. We decided to dream in a little. Again, Our dreams/lives in other worlds seemed very clear at the time but now are only fleeting images and pleasing memories. We are certain that the kids are taking into multi-D.

We are learning about the distractions of Our world and how “they” tend to easily draw Us out of multidimensional living into a focus on a single dimension. Single focus is familiar, that is how We could fully experience and examine limitation 3D. Expanding is unfamiliar and We must continue to shift Our focus, pan out so to speak, in order to venture forth into the new.

We are getting snippets and insights and some are clear while others evaporate like steam. It sure does feel like the kids and galactics are working with Us. Some We can grasp and more gets filed until it is more familiar.

We are having a tropical snow storm, slup and frozen melt. A real mess, well an illusionary mess.

We subbed on a new (for Us) route. We met Our perfect match. A kindergartener (or pre-K) who slept/dreamt the whole trip. At school he came to enough to get out of his car seat and put on his backpack and walk to the door with his eyes closed. He held out his hand for Us to help him down the steps and then held Our hand and walked All the way to class asleep. Outside his classroom (We were early) he sat on the bench and slept until the teacher had another boy wake him. He stood up (eyes closed) walked to another boy's father and real-eyesed it wasn't Us, opened his eyes long enough to find Us and walked over and took Our hand and went back to sleep. When the class lined up, he walked over, found his place and went back to sleep/dreaming. What a great kid. Of course the teacher is trying to break him of it, that is sad but most people just do not understand the art of dreaming.

The other kids tell Us he sleeps like this All the time. We were amazed that he trusted Us and connected with Us so quickly. Then We remembered that We knew he was communicating with Us as he was dreaming. We did not know what he was saying/sending but We could feel him. As usual, We were not fully aware, did not really know or believe that anything was happening because We did not “hear” or even sense anything specific. Now We know he was probing Us (with Our consent of course, We were fully aware of inviting him in as We watched him sleeping) and getting to know Us at a much deeper level than if We had been having a waking conversation.

Isn't it funny, that We think it would be the other way around?????

Afterwards, We told the story to several other drivers and “they” too were amazed. We real-eyesed that he remained with Us though in the physical We had left him at school. We hope We get to spend more time with him in the physical too. We also hope his parents have even a small clue what a gift this is. It would be/is difficult in Our society (as it is) but it really takes a lot of intelligence and talent to do what he does.

We can feel his mission. While We were with him, We were deep in the experience and did not recognize the forest for the trees. Much was gained in retrospecting and he probably told Us much Once We could take Our focus off the physical act of getting him to class and go to dream OurSelf.

We want to be like him when We grow up.

The boy in the wheelchair told Us more about playing Halo. He starts out telling about playing a game but then he gets into it and it is him doing these amazing things. It is really fun to be a part of this. He went silent and We asked him if he had gone into stealth mode. He lit up like a light bulb and went into a very animated story about doing many things in stealth mode. Perhaps this is his version of telling about his dreams?

The invisible middleschooler is the king of awesomeness today. He truly is awesome to spend a little time with each day. We hope he knows We feel this way. It feels like he does and he seemed to be telling Us something yesterday, or maybe he was just feeling into Our mind too. Perhaps he sensed the presence of the sleepwalker and was connecting to that.

When We got home, We were anxious to go to dream. We pondered sharing this and are heading into dream.