Dream Angels

Dante and Beatrice gaze upon the highest Heaven, The Empyrean
Angelic Choirs Circling the Abode of God from Dante’s Paradiso by Gustav Dore.

In America, 8 out 10 people believe in Angels. This belief may stem from religious belief, or perhaps not. One way we may also connect with these heavenly messengers is through dreams. Dreams offer spaces of direct divine experience, where Angels may visit for the purpose of healing and guidance. I’ve had a number of Angelic encounters in my dreams over the years, which I can share here.

A Choir of Angels

The first I recall, was many years ago, I was dreaming of a place in the heavenly upper realms, surrounded by a group of female angels. They were tall and fair, and an otherworldly blue light shown about them. They sang in the most beautiful voices, I had ever heard. I was surprised to learn, they even had their own angelic language, and they were teaching me their songs in the language they spoke. I really loved being surrounded with their energy. I felt very special and welcomed, grateful they wanted to teach me what they knew, and draw me closer to them. I woke from this dream, a firm believer in Angels. Especially because a choir of female angels welcomed me among them. The whole Patriarchal vision of angels as a hierarchy of spiritual power, popular in the Abrahamic religions, has never appealed to me. The only way I could get on board with this angelic reality, is through direct experience with the divine held in dreams, and where I was able to connect with the female presence of angelic spiritual energy, as I was surrounded, accepted and welcomed as part of, rather than through a religious belief based on power over.

Portal of Gabriel

At one point in my life, my partner and I had been dealing with a difficult family issue, where his 10 year old son was suddenly moved away to another state by his mother. It left a big hole in our lives, where his presence had been previously, and an incredible sadness permeated everything. We were heart broken. I could no longer bare the sadness any longer, and so in desperation, before sleeping one night, I prayed for his return to us as I drifted into a dream. I immediately saw and felt the feather tips of huge wings brush by my face. The white winged feathers were so huge, I could not see anything but the feathers. I then felt my dreaming self  pulled up by the shoulders, by the giant talons from a huge eagle like being. I was flown across the world to an ancient place in the dessert, where I stood before to the tomb of the Ancestors, belonging to my partner and his son, Gabriel.  I stood before the door of the tomb, which read over the threshold, “Portal of Gabriel”. I entered inside the tomb and saw my partner standing before me, wearing traditional garments. He showed me a ring he wore upon his finger, which held an unusual coral stone, in a square setting. He offered me his ancestral ring to wear, and I placed it on my finger. I was then flown back on the wings of the angel, to my own abode, where I lay sleeping in my own bed.

Two weeks later, his son moved back.

Book of Uriel

In another dream, I was hanging out in the twilight zone, in a conscious dream state between waking and sleeping, known in scientific terms as the hypnagogic zone. I was searching for a dream in this liminal space, and could only feel myself hovering in darkness. I determined to wait for a dream to appear, and set my intention to call a dream to me. I could feel the dream traveling from a far distance, and began to see a faint light in the distance coming toward me. It traveled quickly and when it became closer, I saw a delicate pink light, in the design of what appeared like a lace. I was enveloped inside the dream now, and saw clearly a hand, which gave me a book which read, “Book of Uriel”.  I opened the book, to a page which held a photograph of a beautiful castle with white colored stone bricks, and black turrets. I was flooded with emotion as I looked at this photo, a far memory of my soul longing came forth in a powerful way. I longed to return to this place, that held feelings of great love from me. The longing was so intense I began to weep inside my dream. I determined to visit this place in my dream, and so I entered the photo to see what I could learn. I found myself walking along a dirt pathway, along side a beautiful river until, I approached a Roman styled arched bridge, standing across the bridge from the castle. I stood there looking at the castle with feelings of longing and awe and now fear. I wanted to cross over to this place of deep longing, but the tremendous fear I encountered, held me back. I could not find the courage in myself that day, to cross the bridge and enter the castle. I woke up.

Angels Made Visible

In another dream, I encounter my dream double from a potential future. I step out of my house to walk next door to attend a party, when I notice my doppelganger pull up and park in front of my house and is walking next door to enter the party!

I am standing on my front porch, as I see my future self walk into the house. I notice I now seem to have access, to all the information my future self is thinking and doing. I am curious to attend the party, but concerned if I do, what will happen in the timelines of my current reality or future reality? I am walking slowly across the front yard between our two houses, making sure not to bump into my future self, when I see two women I know, leave the party and approach me. One is the director of an Alternative Private School, where I used to work in waking reality, and the other was the director of a Metaphysical School, who I am connected to in waking life, as part of an International Dreaming community. The Director of the Alternative School begins a discussion about the connections between the heart, the higher self, and the guardian angel.  She states, ” We used to be able to “see” the connections of the heart and the higher self.  The two where made visible, one to the higher self, and one also to “Malachim”, also known as angel messengers.” 

Looking at this dream now is fascinating, as I have recently been offered a position working as a Director for an Alternative School for a Metaphysical Community. I set the intention for myself at the first New Moon of this year, to return to teaching again for an alternative school. I was contacted the very next day, and offered just such a position by a former colleague, who I had not seen or spoken to in 6 years.

I had not thought of this dream or looked at it in detail, until deciding to write this blog on Angels. It seems even in writing this blog, messages are coming through for me, from a dream I had 6 years ago, where I almost bumped into a possible future!

Of course things like that can happen.

 

Angels Among Us

BookUrielIn our Lightning Dream Group this evening, we talked about how to remember our dreams better, by learning how to explore dreams in a conscious dream state. I shared how one can learn to hang out in the twilight zone, that stage between waking and dreaming, before dropping off to sleep or waking in the morning. It is a very useful practice to learn how to become a conscious dreamer. I shared an experience where I was exploring that liminal place of the twilight zone, known as the hypnagogic  or hypnopompic state. It was here, that I found myself in a dark, vast, space where seemingly nothing was to be seen, but something on the edge of my awareness caught my attention. It was a faint pink light on the edge of my awareness, and when I honed in to get a closer look, I found a pink web like material that had an energy to it which felt kind and loving. I wanted to explore more about it and stepped through this weblike material to find myself entering into another reality. I looked down at my hands a saw a mysterious book held there. It was a leather bound book which read, The Book Of Uriel. When I opened it, I saw a picture of a beautiful castle. I suddenly found myself magically transported to the scene I was viewing. Now I am walking a tree swept path along a lazy river, where a roman styled bridge provides passage to the other side. I am now standing in front of a beautiful castle with black turrets supported by sturdy, aged, white stones. I feel an intense longing and familiarity with this place and an incredible desire to return to this place, I know I am only visiting.

After sharing this experience, a woman in our group declares she has been researching Uriel online today and has ordered a book. The next person in our group shares a dream in which she is the architect of a church in a repeating dream, where she is creating some kind of community. We discuss how architects were so instrumental in preserving mysticism and designing cathedrals where sacred geometry was used to create a space for direct contact with the divine. Dreams also provide this kind of space where one can visit locations in the imaginal realm to go and learn from spiritual teachers who have passed on in this realm, but their schools remain hidden in the realm of dreams, yet open to those who know the pathway there. Another dreamer who arrived late to our group, came in and shared he had been trying to find the music and words to a song that was about Uriel, and the other Archangels.  Interesting synchronicity at play in this group, surely there are angels among us tonight.  We took this as an invitation to go deeper and so we explored a conscious group dream journey together as I held open this sacred space drumming us deeper into the dream realms.  We were able to enter the realm of angels, where each person had their own deeply profound and meaningful experience connecting with the archangels, and one even brought the goddess Sarasvati into her dreaming.  The path of dreams is truly magical and profound and I am deeply grateful to the powers which surround us and the dreamers willing to commune with the likes of Arch Angels and Goddesses.