going into the field

Reading: [Heaven and Hell 197]

In the Word, places and times correspond to changes of state.

I'm working alongside a friend on changing our states of mind. More precisely, our perceptions and affects regarding an ideal woman. Our ideals say a great many things about ourselves, and when we investigate and refine these ideals, we learn about ourselves.

A few nights ago I had a dream, in the dream i was given the advice:
      "Marry not the woman she is now, but the woman she is to become."
This gives some important clues.

If you think about the qualities of a person that change, physical features are not what one thinks of. So, in short, don't marry her for her body.
If you are thinking of a future state of being for an ideal woman, one should also disregard whims of the  moment, current preoccupations. She won't fit your present lifestyle.
If you are going to marry the woman, it is for life, so you had better plan ahead. She is to become a wife, perhaps a mother, and you are to become a husband, perhaps a father. Plan accordingly.
If you marry the woman for who she is to become, you had better realize that does not mean who you want her to become. You will be delightfully surprised or very disappointed depending on how a real person matches up with any expectations you may have. This means your ideals must be reasonable, and grounded in character traits that will improve over time.

The reflective restatement of the advice from the dream would be:
   "Marry not as you are now, but as the man you are to become."

The Tree of Life2015

We have shared the soil since we were transplanted

The very third day amid the sudden garden

Standing above the seed of every flowering thing

Withholding our abundance from all save Elohim

Alas, I became known before the time was ripe

dehydration, I withered and was barren

A fallen bough has broken our former symmetry

Desolated I lie below your verdant branches

All I pray for now is that you would graft me on

a branch seeking succor from your living roots

The perennial in focus, lifting arms to heaven

Calling down lightning from the swollen sky

I cannot contend that our forest should be spared

Thickets crackle screaming as they timorously combust

The undergrowth stayed unchecked for many generations

Now bone dry drought parches the compass rivers

I will not pretend that our forest can be spared

For the wind is mighty and the flame all-consuming

All I pray for now is that you would graft me on

a branch seeking sap from your bleeding roots

All I pray for now is that you would graft me on

a branch seeking succor from your living roots

All I pray for now is that you would graft me on

a branch seeking sap from your bleeding roots

Why dream?

It's the secret of our tribe that we don't need to hide since there is no one believing. - Advena

   I was going to write up a post about a dream I had, and my interpretation. But I'm over it. Anyone who wants to learn to interpret their dreams just has to start trying and eventually you will start figuring it out. You don't need someone else to figure it out for you, what you really need is to care enough to remember your dream and give it some thought.
   But why are dreams even worth investigation? Lots of people have nightmares, or "don't dream" at all. They need it more than space cadets like me. Your dreams are where you spend a THIRD of your ENTIRE LIFE! When your body dies, that dream world wakes up and becomes part of your waking reality. Of course that is the general rule, but its very much worth figuring out.
   Did you know that most of us out there are sleepwalkers? We wake up, go to the gym, go to work, and think we have left our sleep far behind. But the veil has never completely lifted, we always have one foot in heaven and the other in hell. partway dipped in the river styx.
   I don't believe this I know it. I don't need to hide from myself or from the Lord. He made me and sustains my life, when I sleep He hovers over me, over the deep. Don't hide from yourself, don't hide from God. Though your dreams may terrify you. And standing in the sun, going towards the light is burning you to ashes. Still He will preserve what is left and cultivate you. After all, ashes make great fertilizer, and what are we but soil?