September 2025 Integration Notes
Reccurring archetypes, subjects, and dream content I don’t want forget:
Indiana Jones archetype (persistent dream character since 2022)
Hera Goddess (3 appearances)
1) Hera is my server and brings me more and more plates and does not clear my table. — April 20, 2025
2) As I was falling asleep, Hera pops in and says “Don’t forget me.” — July 3, 2025
3) Hera is a giant cloud figure welcoming me as I ascend into a God Heaven, and I call her my mother, and then I become her. — September 12, 2025
Nefertiti (2 appearances)
1) I’m in Nefertiti’s tomb, which has yet to be discovered, and I am remembering my own tomb and final resting place. — April 1, 2022
2) I am walking into a temple wearing Nefertiti’s blue crown — September 14, 2025
12 Soul Aspects (persistent dream content since 2021)
Maid Marian and Knights of Templar (currently dreaming about this)
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.
The Sacred Dancer Archetype
The Sacred Dancer Archetype
I travel between the worlds like a journalist. I ask questions. Demand answers.
I ask “Who am I?”
Am I the voice that is asking questions?
No. I am the one that is remembering.
They say, You are the Sacred Dancer integrating all the frequencies.
The Sacred Dancer does not need to understand.
She is movement and grace and spinning through realities.
She trusts the rhythm and flow and never asks why.
Related: Dream from Monday, November 14, 2022
A lesson in time — the eternal youth and the wise crone
Sometimes the goal is to drop the “I” from all your sentences. To identify less and less with your self or your sex or your station in life. And sometimes there is a need to do the polar opposite of that — to hold on to our form in a closed fist, to re-tell our personal myth over and over again, drop roots into the earth so our spirits don’t float away. I try to let go and hold at the same time. I am a woman with aspects of all different ages and genders within me. In my visions, I ring the church bell of my cathedral and I call them all home.
Night dream, October 22, 2022
The small boy within me dives into a cenote, but is unable to climb back out. He waits patiently for me to save him.
I’m scared, I say, I don’t know how to swim. But I jump in anyway.
This is the entrance to my underworld.
There is no way out, except for a spiraling tower that belongs to the wise crone within me. It’s locked. She has the passcode, but she can’t remember it in her old age.
The small boy and I know we will eventually become this older woman as time passes, bringing along the memory of the code.
All we can do is patiently wait.