August 8/15/14 In the dream I assured my escort that I was ready, that I felt prepared due to recent events. She then led me down a wooded path where at some distance I knew a meeting would commence. The path was familiar to her, she greeted approaching animals by name. But I stopped to see why a golden eagle was on the ground. He was on his back and appeared to be dazed. I reached down to help him get up on my arm and to see what I could do for him. But he continually scraped and pecked my wrist with his beak to where I could no longer hold him and put him back down.
Both my wrists soon began to itch and felt like they were being pricked by thorns. When I rubbed them for relief, I discovered I was wearing bear hide gloves with reddish brown fur, similar colors to the eagle's breast feathers. I tried to remove the gloves when I realized I was being nipped by small animals inside the gloves. A flying squirrel, bat, mouse, and even a fox were partially visible or touched my awareness.
An understanding that my earlier request was being answered relaxed my struggle to be free from their grasp. The irritation quickly subsided, a warm tone enveloped my senses, and the strength of a focused force lifted me far into the sky.
8/26/14 Last night, in a dream, this guy in a Beefeater costume said to leave the mountain I frequently visit. For reasons that didn't make any sense, something about pressure levels though. (There was a 2.4 earthquake centered on this mountain on 11/8/14).
October 10/28/14 I woke up after a Native American surfaced in a dream. He told me I must die under a layer of feathers. I understood it to mean to completely give way to spirit, to let go and become.
November 11/8/14 The clairvoyant artist said triangular, transparent panels dashed back and forth from distant spiraling lights to my form, creating pyramidal structures around me. This image is similar to a diary entry on 7/6. The diagonal blue bar felt self-contained without beginning or end. It reminds me of a diagonal white one I saw recently. It looked much like a long, thin, white, flat rectangle, resting in the void. An angelic chorus of tones came from it. It was a short burst of a chorus of notes. And then it repeated at a lower vibration. It had a visually defined length, but felt like it had no beginning or end. It was a non-gender line. And it had no intent, only infinite potential. In this image, notice how the egg-shaped spiral snuggles up to the line and the line responds in form around it.
Pyramids are common with me. A transparent pyramid was shown to me in a vision in 2012 and appeared to deal with templates. Hundreds of gold rectangles were perfectly positioned in sharp perspective on a horizontal plane. A huge, transparent pyramid enclosed them, held them at a specific level not too far from its base.