Dream Direction and Missed manifestation
Trip Start
Mar 18, 2010
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5
Trip End
Ongoing
San Cristobal de las Casas, Central Mexico and Gulf Coast, Mexico
Saturday, August 7, 2010
One of the many things that has changed about my life, and how I try to live, is to be open to signs and opportunities all around me to help direct me where I need to go. This is a far cry from my former slightly obsessive planner self who used to need to make lists for everything in my life (I think I may have even made lists of the lists I needed to make just to keep it all organized in my swirling brain at times!) Usually, the lists only resulted in more anxiety of seeing all the things I wanted and needed to accomplish, and often produced paralysis due to indecision of what to cross off first. If I wasn't completely in a task-induced coma, I would accomplish complete procrastination of every item mentioned and a quick dash to the kitchen to go and find something to eat.
Not now my friend, not now! The decision to go to the yoga school was made based on an off-hand comment made my friend Jennika one day earlier on in the Sun Course last spring. Jennika had been living in Thailand for years and would often lead a chanting circle through the ashram where she stayed. She off-hand mentioned to me that a guy, who had attended her chanting circles in Thailand, had emailed her to tell her he was in Mexico at this yoga school and since she was close by in Guatemala, she had an open invitation to come and visit. Jennika through out the idea of a post-Sun Course road trip, but I picked up the "yoga school in Mexico" message instead. Our brief conversation and a quick google search later, my mind was set to go. No lists, no obsessive indecision of "should I? should I not?" It was simply, "Sounds cool. Ya, I'll do that." I love how the seemingly most insignificant moments can change the course of people's lives. Whoever this guy is that emailed Jennika has no idea that his one message/invitation to a girl he used to sit around in a circle and sing Kirtan back in Thailand would affect a girl from Indiana who decided to drop it all and head to Guatemala (again) looking for herself (again).
And now here I am in San Cristobal, waiting for my chariot to arrive. But how did I get here? Signs come from everywhere, and I'm amazed at some of the signs that have been coming to me in my dreams lately. Last week, as we were nearing the date to vacate the house we'd all rented in San Marcos after the Sun Course, I was talking with my roommate Liron about upcoming plans. It was Monday and I still hadn't decided what to do about getting to Mexico (we had to be out by that Thursday - maybe the pendulum swung a little too far to the "lax" side of planning!) But, I do believe the messages come at EXACTLY the right time if you just have faith, believe in a benevolent Universe and stay open to receive them! I had originally planned to travel to Mexico with my roommate Harley, but he bailed early to visit another friend from the Sun Course so it looked like I was traveling solo.
As I talked with Liron, he asked if I was heading to San Cristobol, MX with him (this is the town closest to the Guatemala border that serves as a hub to travel to other parts of Mexico). Liron has been to San Cristobal at least five times in the past couple of years and so is very familiar with the city. He started telling stories of great places to see and how he couldn't wait to visit his friends Erica and Arturo who own a hostel in San Cristobal where he always stays. The name of the hostel is "Casa Jardin." I sat, sipping my morning coffee and listening to his tales - but when he mentioned the hostel "Casa Jardin" I almost choked! I suddenly remembered a dream I'd had with Liron in it where we were traveling to a hostel together. And the name of the hostel in my dream was "El Jardin."
I ran upstairs and found one of my dream journals I kept during the Sun Course and there, on the page dated June 18th, was the dream describing me standing at a horribly dirty and run down hostel where I didn't want to stay. In my dream, Liron shows up, looks around the hostel, thinks it's disgusting as well, and says he will be staying at Hostel El Jardin. I ask if I can join him b/c I want to stay there as well, and we take off. On our way to the hostel, we find a school for Mayan children and sit down outside. Liron blows one large bubble and is trying to teach me a lesson about life using the metaphor of this bubble. The bubble grows very large and bursts. He then tries to blow more bubbles. He can't seem to make the bubbles appear so then I take over and blow a series of smaller bubbles and teach him lessons about these.
Strange dream right? But even more bizarre that I dreamt this on June 18th, well into our 40 days of silence so I wasn't talking with Liron at this time, had no idea he'd been to San Cristobal, had no idea he had ties to some hostel called "Casa Jardin." After I re-read my dream, I knew that I was "supposed" to go with Liron to San Cristobal and we'd stay at Casa Jardin and maybe there would be some major lesson I'd learn about life. I felt he would teach me something about life during this trip, and I'd teach him something as well. And, if this didn't happen, well - then I was still in San Cristobal and on my way to getting to the yoga school, so what did it really matter?
The dreaming and dream messages are fascinating. If you dream and remember your dreams - definitely write them down (or as much as you can remember!). Often times the dreams won't make sense right then, but you never know what sort of messages you'll see they brought you after time and events have passed.
