Not a Rectangle (Dream Poem)
DREAM TELEPATHY POEM, AUGUST 13, 2025
There are times when you don’t see me
as a whole person—
just a completed reality,
a rectangle,
a closed shape.
But I am more than this.
I am sacred geometries,
compounding and unfolding,
expanding the Universe
through myself.
Our hearts as light bulbs
DREAM, JUNE 28, 2025
I see our hearts as light bulbs. The light that emanates from our heart fields differs. Mine is the brightest, whitest light—sometimes harsh to others. It’s a light that wants to banish all darkness but instead can shine judgment, expectation, and control. His bulb’s light is soft and diffuse, never hard on the eye. I wrongly interpret it as “low-energy,” but it’s not. It’s kinder, gentler on the human condition, and this makes me reflect on how I want to be more like him. I hope to soften my own light, letting it illuminate rather than overwhelm.
Simple transmutation healing
Dream, July 31, 2021
I was transmuting pain inside people. There was a long line waiting in the astral realm for this kind of energy healing. I couldn’t reach everyone during Dreamtime—I had to wake up. I told them, “Tomorrow, we’ll continue with this.”
How did I do it?
I saw energy inside each person. If it appeared dark, I changed it to blue or another lighter color.
The skylight is a map to my soul
DREAM, JUNE 29, 2025
Another night on the cosmic highway.
I wake in an unknown dream,
on a stranger’s couch.
I don’t know the laws of this realm,
nor the villains,
or even the mission.
Am I the main character this time,
or just a bystander to my own soul?
The constellations light up the sky—
a road map for expansion.
My spirit is restless,
my consciousness relentless.
I have to keep going.
Mother Earth, Cell Turnover and Grounding
DREAM, JUNE 26, 2025 @ 12:53AM:
I wake up happily exclaiming: I know what’s happening! (I’m referring to my shamanic dreams where I channel Mother Earth and shapeshift into animals.) In these dreams Mother Earth is healing me and it is an energetic form of “cell turnover.” Similar to cell regeneration, but she wants me to use the term, cell turnover, because I could physically feel it happening in my body. This is similar to the way that nights with the goddesses feel like light exchanges—shapeshifting dreams and Mother Earth channeling is real alchemical healing.
Perplexity Research:
Grounding, also known as earthing, is the practice of connecting directly with the Earth's natural electrical charge through bare skin contact, allowing free electrons to flow into your body and support cellular renewal. According to research from the Journal of Environmental and Public Health, this simple yet powerful practice can reduce inflammation, improve sleep quality, and enhance the body's natural healing processes by neutralizing harmful free radicals and restoring electrical balance within our tissues.
The concept of "cell turnover" in relation to grounding refers to the body's natural process of replacing old or damaged cells with new, healthy ones. When you make direct contact with the Earth, free electrons flow into your body, acting as potent antioxidants that help neutralize harmful free radicals and reduce oxidative stress at the cellular level.12 These electrons support mitochondrial function—the powerhouses of cells—enhancing ATP production and protein synthesis, which are essential for cellular repair and regeneration.3
Without regular grounding, this renewal process can be disrupted by accumulated electrical imbalances and inflammation. As Dr. Laura Koniver explains, "Since tissues and organs are in a constant state of self-renewal, optimal health depends on a fresh, continuous flow of healing potential... When we aren't grounded, that fresh flow is interrupted."4 Similar to how skin cells naturally cycle every 28-40 days, grounding helps maintain this regenerative rhythm throughout the body by providing the electrical foundation needed for optimal cellular function.5
For optimal cell turnover benefits, aim to ground yourself for 30-60 minutes daily. This timeframe allows electrons from the Earth to penetrate deep into your cells, stabilizing conductivity and enhancing cellular function.12 Even short sessions of 10-20 minutes provide value, especially when done consistently.34 Those with chronic pain or inflammation may benefit from extended sessions of 1-2 hours or using grounding products overnight.3
The timing of your practice can be tailored to specific needs: morning grounding energizes and improves focus, afternoon sessions provide a midday reset from indoor activities, while evening grounding promotes relaxation and better sleep.4 Multiple short sessions throughout the day can be as effective as one longer session, making it easier to incorporate into busy schedules.4 Consistency is key—regular daily contact with the Earth yields more sustainable benefits than occasional lengthy sessions for supporting your body's natural renewal processes.35
Direct skin-to-earth contact is essential for effective grounding, with bare feet being particularly effective due to the approximately 7,000 nerve endings they contain that correspond to specific areas throughout the body.1 These nerve endings connect through fascial networks that surround muscles and organs, allowing electrons from the Earth to nourish the entire body through even a small area of contact.1 The K1 acupressure point (Yongquan) on the sole of the foot is especially significant in traditional Chinese medicine as an entry point for Earth's energy.1
Shoes with synthetic or rubber soles block this vital electron transfer, effectively insulating you from the Earth's healing energy.23 While barefoot shoes may improve sensory feedback and natural foot movement, they don't facilitate the direct electron exchange that occurs when unclothed skin touches natural surfaces like grass, soil, sand, or even concrete.24 For those unable to go outdoors regularly, indoor grounding products can provide similar benefits by creating a conductive pathway to the Earth.1
Scientific research has documented several measurable physiological changes that occur during grounding. Studies show that within 30 minutes of Earth contact, inflammation begins to subside as measured by infrared imaging, while metabolic activity increases through elevated oxygen consumption, pulse rate, and respiratory rate.1 Grounding has been found to improve blood viscosity and flow by increasing the negative charge (zeta potential) on red blood cells, which prevents clumping and allows for better circulation throughout the body.2 This improved blood flow supports faster wound healing and tissue repair.1
Additional research reveals that grounding normalizes cortisol secretion, regulating circadian rhythms and improving sleep quality.34 In a controlled trial at The Chopra Center for Well-Being, massage therapists experienced significant increases in physical function and energy with corresponding decreases in fatigue, pain, and depressed mood during a four-week grounding period.4 Cardiovascular benefits include reduced blood pressure and improved heart rate variability, which is associated with better overall health and reduced risk of sudden cardiac events.56 These effects make grounding a simple yet powerful complementary practice for supporting overall wellbeing and cellular health.
I’ve got a heart and two legs
Hypnagogic vision portal, June 28, 2025 @ 1:38am
My angelic guides advise me to watch male comedians to help regulate my emotional system and soften my heart toward patriarchal masculinity. They encourage me to see the humor in this staged reality we live in.
Comedian Ali Siddiq steps into the vision and gives me a private show. He says something, emphasizing, “…I’ve got a heart and two legs…”
This feels important to remember—a mantra to help me cope and walk out of any uncomfortable or negative emotion that doesn’t serve my soul’s growth or isn’t necessary for me to feel.
“I’ve got a heart and two legs—to walk out of here with.” It instantly empowers me, grounding me in my body and reminding me I can always choose to move forward.
Frog Medicine
DREAM, JUNE 25, 2025
The frogs are jumping out of my chest. In the dream, it is a wooden chest, but the chest is also my heart, and the frogs are my raw emotions—some transparent, some not. I want to put them back in, but they want to be free. Later in the dream, I see the frogs outside, growing in cocoons like butterflies. I understand that even the most immature emotions deserve a metamorphosis.
Oasis in the desert
Dream, February 18, 2025
My angels tell me there is an oasis in the desert. A prince is waiting. The oasis and the prince are archetypal symbols. The oasis symbolizes a place of refuge and spiritual renewal amidst barren desolation, and the prince symbolizes the quest to fulfill your potential. This is the beginning of a new journey—one with trials and obstacles. The task is simple: trust there is an oasis in the desert—hope among the darkness—and that the prince is destined to ascend the throne. The path is yours to claim.
Dreamlike Worlds: The Early Stages of Human Consciousness in a Forming Universe
Book highlights from Dreams, “Evolution,” and Value Fulfillment by Jane Roberts
These grids of perception “do not exist forever” in your dimension of time, for your dimension of time cannot hold anything that is outside it. Once a world exists, however, it becomes imprinted or stamped upon eternity, so that it exists in time and out of it “at once.
So in the beginning of [your] world, consciousness fluctuated greatly, focusing gently at the start, but not quite as willing to be as fully independent as its first intent might seem. You had the sleepwalkers, early members of your species, whose main concentration was still veiled in that earlier subjectivity, and they were your true ancestors, in those terms.
For what would seem to you to be eons, according to your time scale, men were in the dreaming state far more than they were in the waking one. They slept long hours, as did the animals — awakening, so to speak, to exercise their bodies, obtain sustenance, and, later, to mate. It was indeed a dreamlike world, but a highly charming and vital one, in which dreaming imaginations played rambunctiously with all the probabilities entailed in this new venture: imagining the various forms of language and communication possible, spinning great dream tales of future civilizations replete with their own built-in histories — building, because they were now allied with time, mental edifices that automatically created pasts as well as futures.
What was needed was a highly focused, precisely tuned physical self that could operate efficiently in a space and time scheme that was being formed along with physical creatures — a self, however, that in one way or another must be supported by realms of information and knowledge of a kind that was basically independent of time and space.
Your dreaming self possesses psychological dimensions that escape you, and they serve to connect genetic and reincarnational systems. You must, again, realize that the self that you know is only a part of your larger identity — an identity that is [also] historically actualized in other times than your own. You must also understand that mental activity is of the utmost potency. You experience your dreams from your own perspective, as a rule. (Long pause.) I am simply trying to give you a picture of one kind of dream occurrence, or to show you one picture of dream activity of which you are not usually aware.
Life is to be pursued at all costs — not because it is innately meaningful, but because it is the only game going, and it is a game of chance at best. One life is all you have, and that one is everywhere beset by the threat of illness, disaster, and war — and if you escape such drastic circumstances, then you are still left with a life that is the result of no more than lifeless elements briefly coming into a consciousness and vitality that is bound to end.
Mechanical waters on fire and the natural vision
In last night’s dream, a young girl was spilling lighter fluid in the water to set fire to the seas. We tried to snuff it out with a tower of machinery—old car parts, boat fragments and helicopter chunks.
Today in waking life, on the road back from LA, I see only the natural elements of the earth—water, fruits, trees and skies.
What happens to my perception of reality when I ignore the rest?
* The Boy with the Asteriated Eyes
Dream, June 10, 2024
I dream of a baby boy, finally born in the astral realm. I go to pick him up from the floor, and as he reaches up toward my arms, I see that his pupils are star-shaped. Because of this, he is blind in the 3D realm. His asteriated eyes let in too much light, and he cannot see matter or forms—only higher realm energies.
Higher realm cue cards
Dream, July 30, 2024:
Every moment or conversation is now shown to me on a cue card as if to revise or review that the scene is on track. A continuation of the dream two nights ago where I was asked to caption each moment with the highest and lowest energies being expressed and the secret desires that are acting as driving forces.
Reviewing the dialogue for higher meanings.
The layers of language—my own soul history and remembering the mastering of language, symbols and forms from beyond this life.
Consider the effects and how manipulation can occur when emotional tone is woven into language.
What are the cue cards the other person is working off? See all the influences or driving forces at play in any given moment. This dream was also a reminder from my spirit guides that I am responsible for speaking only a higher language—natural, transparent and pure.
Avoiding or resistance of the higher perspective is what causes pain and discomfort in my body. Only 5% of reality is above ground, the rest of it is influenced by the subconsciousness. Ask yourself what exactly is puppeteering you?
Giant Shadow Personality
I realized her shadow personality was darkening the true parts of herself that were pure, bright light. I knew that enlightening did not mean bestowing light on to another person, but to see their darkness for what it is — shadows cast by the pure light within them.
As moons, we reflect the light we see in other souls and hold vigil for them during their dark periods.
I realized that some people climb their mountain, see another mountain — covet and long to be on that far off peak — but forget the arduous soul process of climbing and conquering.
In the dream, I knew about the Giants that used to live on Earth. I wasn’t surprised to hear about the folklore. I had been chased by their looming shadows. Or maybe I only thought I was being chased because I was running away. I ran from the giants’ shadows because the other people were running.
I should have let myself be swallowed by the darkness in order to find the largest source of light I had ever encountered.
Open Tab:
“What was I made for?” — A question I want to answer.
Trash Can:
Longing for other peaks, when I am not done exploring my current mountain.
Bookmarked:
Dreaming of Giants of Kentucky and the Yangtze River.
Dream Fragments, 01-22-2024
I’m waiting to be arrested when the cop whispers to me, “You know you’re a fast runner right?” I realize I can just leave, so I do.
Shaq Attack: Shaq sneaks into my bedroom at night and tries to violate me, but I take him down despite my smaller size.
I’m in a dream realm where everyone ages many years while I’m in conversation with them.
Tall Printers: Can print really tall pages — not long pages, but tall ones. A few nights later I see a tall book in a separate dream and remember my tall printer.
The Cosmic Womb
TRANSCRIPT:
Here is a dream that I cannot create imagery for and does not want to be flattened down by the written word. It can only be spoken and walked through with voice.
I am in a house, and it is my house, and it exists outside of space and time. I am hosting a gathering of people that I have known this lifetime, but from different places and ages, and some of whom have passed and are no longer living. But here they are, in my cosmic house. And I am preparing the space.
I am acting as a psychedelic guide, and I am pairing them up, men and women. One man, one woman, to embark on this journey. And this has nothing to do with sexuality or gender. This is just the symbol for the Divine Feminine Energies and the Masculine Energies. And those are, Masculine being our more action-oriented, discerning, rational energies, and the Divine Feminine being our more receptive, open, intuitive, psychic energies.
So here they are, paired up in perfect balance, and I am the psychedelic guide, and I feel very competent and capable in this role, but at the same time — outside of my dream body — I have a dual awareness, and this second awareness is my waking life awareness. “Waking Life Claudia” is there and she's there as the witness and the observer of this vision, where I am acting as the guide or the shaman.
That's when I realize that there is no sacred medicine to dispense to the people. That the path to these alternate realities, or to the ultimate truth, requires each woman in the pairing to spread her vulva as wide as possible for each man to enter by his head, as if it's a reverse birth.
This is the “The Cosmic Womb”. This is the Divine Feminine Womb. There's nothing sexual about this. It's just depicted in a very graphic way within my dream. And this is the point in the dream where my husband walks up to me and he says, “Okay, it's your turn.”
I very sternly shake my finger at him and I say, “No, I am not the portal.”
And then I show him a diorama of my own womb or vulva, only it's not anatomically correct. It's not a diorama of that. It is an ancient, petrified forest. And I say, “Don't you see? This is not a portal.”
And that's when I wake up and I have those words ringing in my head: “No, I am not a portal.”
And I sit with this dream for the whole month of October. And I have other dreams that shed more light on it. And then I come to an understanding of how to act as a conduit and a guide without being used energetically as a portal.
But beyond that, if I was going to bring it down to Earth, as close as I can to the 3D-level I would say that we are each our own portal. That this pairing up of the men and the women was not a message that we need someone external, like a priest or a shaman, to experience other truths, other realities.
It was just the message of the balance of both, of being grounded and yet open to these divine cosmic influences, and of experiencing existence that way. Through your own portal.
Dark Earth Goddess and the soiling of the Soul
I’m headed to Ireland in a few weeks. I’ve been summoned there by my dreams. I find it to be true that once you set an intention to travel or commit to a future event in your life, you can begin to pull energy from that future moment.
Here is a dream that was set in Ireland, both in a mythological past timeline as well as in this linear future.
Dream, June 1, 2023
My Mother or Fairy Godmother or Past-Life Mother tells me a story. She says, “All my Daughters have Dark Earth within.”
I see my human body woven with grass and muddy earth.
It’s ok to make mistakes of varying degrees, she says. Sometimes the darker the regret, the closer we are to Mother Earth’s forgiveness.
These are human lessons to learn. In Heaven there are no mistakes. This being human is a gift— how else will we grow?
I see the seams of my body sewn with soil.
The soul “in a sense” is soiled when we incarnate. This is how I will grow.
Something I will learn in Ireland.
Gossip Angels
We sat huddled on the floor
gossiping like school girls —
in the purest way
and I can’t tell you
what was said
because it’s a secret
but it was about you
and your fears
and how it’s all going to be
OK.
The 2,000-year-old Claudia Tree
In a dream, they say “You are not the first iteration of Claudia.
You are merely a branch of a 2,000-year-old Claudia Tree.
Feel the ancient wisdom within you.”
I am my mothers tears remembering me.
An alchemical dream about Coagulatio
Dream, Wednesday, December 7, 2022
I am on a pilgrimage, wading through shallow waters, trying to find something I lost.
A half-buried plane from long ago.
Something that came down from the spirit and wanted to be concretized. A thought, an idea, an inspiration.
I know it’s from my childhood. I know it is a piece of my soul. I stare at the marvel of it all.
Spirit to matter. Crashed and buried. Things lost can always be found.
Related: An alchemical dream about Calcinatio