Old blueprint under attack…
Wednesday morning I awoke from a dream of being under attack. To my recollection, I’ve never dreamed of being under attack before. It was reminiscent of how people described the false missile alarm on Hawaii a couple of weeks ago. I grabbed up my baby, gathered supplies, and went to find a safe place.
My babies are grown.
When I first woke, I thought it might’ve been my grandson I was holding and protecting. The more I thought about it, the baby wasn’t a boy. It was a girl. And then it hit me…my blueprint was under attack and I was holding my inner child for safety. Hmmmm. One of the more obvious symbolic dreams I’ve ever had.
During last Sunday’s webinar, Mark talked about how the old blueprint was dying and how we’re dying to our old selves. Immediately, this scene from Star Wars – The Empire Strikes Back came to mind:
Having watched this many years ago, I had always thought it foreshadowed Luke learning Vader was his father (spoiler alert! LOL!). However, in light of the Master Keys experience and the Hero’s Journey, I also see it as Luke’s old self dying in order for him to become the Jedi Knight he needs to be.
Another observation from this week…I video chatted with my daughter who lives in Belgium. I’m very thankful for the technology that allows us to see each other and not rely on only the written word. During our conversation, she was telling me how thankful she was for her mother-in-law, a very lovely woman who has definitely made my daughter feel welcome in her family. As I listened, I observed my feelings. Only a few short months ago, I would’ve felt jealous and wondered why she seemed to prefer her mother-in-law to me. Now I could only feel appreciation for my daughter being fortunate enough to have a mother-in-law who adores her and makes her feel like one of the family. Progress indeed.
Because this week was somewhat of a review week, we had choices for our Master Key readings. Going back to previous readings with the knowledge I have now revealed even more insights. Now I was understanding what Haanel was saying. Now I saw how far I’d progressed in the sits, remembering my early sits and how much I struggled to sit still and clear my mind. My sits are still quite emotional, often ending in tears, yet I let them flow, knowing I’m grieving for that old self that’s becoming new.
And you know what…that’s OK! 🙂