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Namah The Gift of the Night School

extreme end, result in nightmares or night Once I told the Devil I was fine getting
terrors. When the nightmarish content is met bitten by the snake, the snake shot poison
with samata, or spiritual equality — what has into the eye of the woman next to me. She
been cultivated in the waking hours — it wasn’t gravely hurt though; later we were all
transforms into a ‘dream experience’. I had outside on the sidewalk, and she was tending
such a dream experience recently with a being to her eye, which was healing gradually.
on the subconscient plane. On this particular
night, I had asked for more consciousness as
I fell asleep, and that I would make spiritual
progress in my dreaming.

I woke up in the middle of some kind of
satanic underground bathhouse. A group of
women, me being one of them, were soaking
in a tub. The Devil, or some man who looked
like him, announced that one of us was
going to be sacrificed. He got closer to us Was it that some other part of my being took
in the tub, holding a huge black snake, the hit for me after I calmly accepted the
and zoomed in on me. The Devil said I’d Devil’s threat, or was it some other woman
been chosen, and now I was going to die having her own dream inside of mine? The
by the snake’s bite. Mother has described in her teachings on
I think because I’d asked explicitly for sleep how in dream experiences — which
consciousness before I went to sleep, that are different from common dreams — other
instead of collapsing into fear, I told the people who are having their own dreams can
Devil that was just fine — I would die, and show up in yours. Perhaps this figure was
continue my spiritual work with the Mother undergoing her own progress surrounding
from the other side. I knew death wasn’t her own fears and inner transformation.
real, anyway. He looked at me quizzically…
Progress in Saadhanaa Through Different
Now, this felt like a rare gift, to be so Kinds of Dreams
conscious in my dream and to implement
a
the samata I’d been aspiring for in my waking I woke up the following morning after the
hours. For a few weeks before this dream, dream with the Devil feeling calm, rather
I’d been assaulted by inchoate, disjointed victorious, like I had made an inner progress
dreams, feeling jostled this way and that, — unlike the previous morning, after another
like a child almost in a helpless state. But round of upsetting, mangled, emotional
in this particular dream, samataa took hold dreams on the vital plane that didn’t seem
of me, and assumed its poise, which is to to move me forward. It seemed at that point
know that whatever is happening here is the like I had been having these kinds of dreams
Divine Lila (the play of the Supreme), and that for weeks.
beyond our material life is eternity and the
Light. Such chaotic, subconscious or vital dreams

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