Dreamed I was Neo and I had a white aura

[chilli]

Okay I have no reason to believe in auras, or know anything about them apart from what i just found out in the last 15 minutes on the internet.

Lastnight I had a dream in which someone was looking at me in awe and said I had a brilliant white aura, and they concluded I was Neo (from the Matrix).

This all seemed pretty cool and flattering, so for kicks I thought I'd look up what a white aura symbolized, and there were a whole lot of apparently contradictory ideas (no surprises there), ranging from I'm about to die to I'm basically some kind of awesome guru.

Now I am scared so I turn to you kooky witchdoctors and warlocks to tell me what my dream means... I don't want to die, being a guru would be okay I guess, definitely an improvement on dying!

LOL... from Team America:

"I promise you I will never die"

Edited August 7, 2008 by Sublime Crime

[ThunderIdeal]

excuse me while i ramble about things i have read or thought, and have your salt handy.

your physical body is the flesh, the aura is all of your other bodies which are more permanent, and less dense... including the ethereal body which is very closely associated with the physical body.

EXTREMELY compassionate people are said to have auras that extend huge distances, so their influence is felt before they even arrive at a town. troubled spirits might have weak auras, making their physical body more susceptible and their general experience probably more tumultuous.

white doesn't symbolise much to me, except for purity, of course i don't know about auras though. i would presume a white aura to be very pure. from what you've said, i wouldn't guess you'd have a white aura (you have anxiety and stuff), but i don't know what i'm talking about.

what does neo mean to you? if you are neo, i'd guess that makes you some kind of agent of change... a very advanced tool capable of transcending and modifying reality.

can you remember any other details? try now, before they are permanently forgotten.

[chilli]

The other details I remembered are I felt a kind of ecstasy and I saw the aura when he talked about it, it was brilliant white with rays like the sun on glass. Also, after this I saw Neo from the Matrix do that thing where he kind of flexes and all the energy around him shifts and the agents run away.

It's funny, just after remembering the dream this morning I checked my email and someone I hadn't heard from for a few weeks jokingly addressed me as "Mr. Anderson," because a couple of emails ago I suggested he was still plugged into the Matrix (he is a Christian pastor).

If you like dreams, check out my dream journal, there is one involving this community:

http://www.dreamjournal.net/index.cfm/do/j...r/illegalbrain/

Which reminds me... in last night's dream, I associated the character who was talking about the aura with the character of the Green Man from my dream at that site called "Meeting The Green Man," and in both dreams he was kind of blended into a friend I made when I first moved here who sold me my first Trich. In the Green Man dream I was in awe of the character, but in this dream, he was in awe of me.

I have always thought Neo symbolized Jesus, and I associate the Matrix films with Gnosticism, but I guess that is fairly obvious.

I'd rather believe I'm an agent of change than I'm about to die... so I do!

[Fenris]

Castaneda talks about the luminous egg, kind of like an energy body, its center at the solar plexus extending out and surrounding the physical body.

Although unlike the aura the shaman was aware of his luminous egg and was able to manipulate it and use it.

[The Dude]

NEO is an anagram of one. Neo of course being THE one. THE definitive article. Now if we look at the concept of the one, it is the usual revelation of.. monism I suppose, of everything being one. The symbolism of the matrix is multifaceted, very gnostic for sure. Really keeps the spirit of jesus alive by re-inventing him as NEO, the bringer of the new age. For all that to happen, i must know who i am. simple as that. I suppose any one of us with our ego constructs and identity loss (of the higher self) are in awe of any entity that has this knowledge of self. It is the magnetism of the hero that we wish to emulate. Sublime, your dream was a telepathic communication on behalf of all of us who find you incredibly awesome for your neo-jebus internet sermons.

That sounds like a cool dream though. I'd like to have that mind manifesting ultimate power to bend reality thing cranking.. even if only in a dream. MMmmm reminds me of lucid dreaming, like mind candy.

[chilli]

NEO is an anagram of one. Neo of course being THE one.

Oh yeah, I never noticed that before.

Sublime, your dream was a telepathic communication on behalf of all of us who find you incredibly awesome for your neo-jebus internet sermons.

Stop projecting!

MMmmm reminds me of lucid dreaming, like mind candy.

Yeah it had a very similar feeling to a lucid dream, but without the awareness I was dreaming, that kind of magical atmosphere.

[Vertmorpheus]

White can seem pure, and strong... but bear in mind what you can braek white light into with the right prismatic effect... I find white types to be kind of "everything to everyone, not sure what they are to themselves"... kind of a general purpose midpoint between various spiritual types.... ideal either for others to find a sense of calming reflection in, for you to add a touch of "colour" to suit the situation and, if you go digging (dont need to tell ya this bit) youll find you are basically every type rolled into one.

The about to die thing comes from the same mystical backgrounds as tend to suppose dark/black/matte "auras" (though thats not what I think of them being) belong only to evil or incomplete people, rather than those capable of suspending their humanity long enough to just process objectively... some of the few "real" teachers, knowers and yes, even shamans, I find to have VERY dark and almost congealed looking fields... studded with remnants of past encounters, the odd wound or scar, etc... like a well worn pair of boots, kind of. The closer I can swing my "visual" to my "extravisual", the more the "surface" can look almost like a churning tub of well used wash water... generally clean and productive but with big clods and specks of other peoples filth... this filth can be kind of "cultured" from, in cases where you need an extra stash of a trait or dynamic you find yourself short on.

Those that share my lil vision also tend to accept that the colour is not necessarily "there" but is more likely our conscious minds attempt to express what our other minds pick up on.

Thats just in my lil universe, of course. I never got into the matrix much, so can't help you there.

VM

[ThunderIdeal]

i was hoping somebody here was a reader. in the right conditions, i can see a narrow layer around my hands, but you can see a similar effect around trees against the sky, i chalk it up to some kind of optical illusion, but i'm fairly convinced we have subtle bodies.

"Those that share my lil vision also tend to accept that the colour is not necessarily "there" but is more likely our conscious minds attempt to express what our other minds pick up on."

interesting, sounds accurate. i have a book on aura viewing, it didn't say that exactly but what it said about black patches was that the aura was absent, or heavily damaged, so black patches don't make you evil, they mean you are traumatised, weakened. in some ways that would explain dark auras around shamans.

neo also means "new".

bright, white light makes me think of 'radiance' more so than other forms of light. i don't think about it too much but i've read ideas about two types of energy - spiral (or bound) and radiant.

[Vertmorpheus]

Unfortunately a lot of new agey stuff is riddled with ... lists, and equivalency charts...all this holdover ceremonial/kabbalistic gear which is cool if thats your worldview, but if its not, it just doesn't sit right... I'm sure if you grow up a 3rd gen American Wiccan you probably do think purple is a lovely mystical shade... in my book (which is a great read, haha) anything in that spectrum is simply a matter of developing potential, int he sense of building it up and laying it away... if this comes on the heels of a traumatic event or realisation, then it develops "reserves" with that trauma in mind... which can be turned around and redirected as the groovy western Will thing... so whilst purple resonates with the idea of "occult power" the whole idea gets approached from entirely opposite sides to mine.But then taking credit for natural processes seems to come very naturally to mystical ppls of a certain type, as if the play can't be any good without the audience knowing what it's called, maybe.

Like the typical idea of dead or damaged patches... its easy for the simplistic to see some ugly looking thing on the surface of anything and assume its nasty and sick and bad and fucked up... but its usually either a part of a healing process, and is probably the ugly scar layer over what is a stronger for the healing facet of yourself... but then even in cases where it may relate to some kind of death...thats what life is, in the end... just some cultures attach all kinds of potent things to that idea, whereas others are a lil less in awe of it all, I think.

Shamans, priests, counsellors...the middle men (and women) and the edge phenomena specialists... often have that air about them due to mostly having been "reborn" in a major way, ie dying at some or many levels first (in rare cases, all).. many are very sick minds and bodies, in essence, but that makes it easier for them to get inside other peoples lil situations. Conversely, without the right kind of motivations and focus, ppls like that (and some are barely ppls, in some ways, take it from me haha) can be very very nasty and worryingly long sighted people... I hear theres a distinction in SA between shamans that heal vs those that just know all the tricks and would just as happily eat your soul on a six inch sub, if it suited them. Middle state-ers with no idea of what to do with it all can often be the product of trauma in the first place, and can in way invite more of it as it (in a weird way) makes them feel more alive... sad state. So blackened can be real bad and on the way out, for sure... or it can just be the charcoal on the ground before the bush regrows with a lil rain, if that makes any sense.

The aura you describe is to me an example of visual contrast/fatigue... look up why operating theatres have green walls sometime! BUT... its a handy lil excercise even if it is from the Celestine Prophecy as it teaches people there are defnitely different kinds of vision.. and different parts of the self we sometimes forget about... brings to mind that we are not fortresses, we seep into our surroundings and vice versa... so in a way its a very good starting point for anyone wanting to work on their Sight but some get bogged down in it and spend decades trying to nail it down to particular tints to correlate with Avon Publishing notions... if you stare long enough you can see almost anything, in anything... doesnt mean it was there in the first place though.

VM

Edited August 8, 2008 by Vertmorpheus

[ajna]

cool dream SC. yeah there is some extreme contradictions about the nature of the white aura, i've read that how it's only supposedly seen in those about to die, then i've been told it's also the colour of your aura when on drugs (from a person who saw that as a bad thing), then another person has told me it's present during magical work, like energised chi, and that tobacco in particular made their aura glow white. i'm not going to pretend i know, but it's interesting the different perceptions there seem to be on the white light, along with polarised perceptions of death/rebirth/drugs/power in relation to a spiritual sense.

some very good point in there vert, cheers for the food for thought.

i used to do the little trick where you put your finger tips or hands together then drag them apart focusing on the space between. i could see a bridge of what i'd describe as a whitish yellowish light that moved more like smoke, and get warming and magnetic sensations in the centre on mypalms. was able to do this with a friend also, quite interesting and easy to practice. i first heard it from a book by lobsang rampa who recommended it as good practice for aura sight, but since i saw the celestine prophecy movie a couple of weeks ago (i've not read the book, but im sure it's a lot better than the movie!) i saw that they do it in that too, it's probably fairly well known.

edit: woops sorry sc getting off topic, but yeah couldn't really help you much with that dream

Edited August 8, 2008 by ajna

[witchyshaman]

White aura around your body means your letting all energies pass into your spiritual body which has it's advantages & disadvantages. Next time you dream, try to change something with your will/intent within the dream and see what happens.

It's alot harder then you think, but if you can you might find the answer of the dreams interpretation.

Only my 2cents worth!

Edited August 8, 2008 by witchyshaman

[t st tantra]

i've experienced a bit of aura like stuff in other people.......often white,and they are still alive.

in this case i think it could mean you are basically 'pure of heart',a condition of spiritual worthiness we are sometimes asked to judge in ourselves[?]

in this case neo the pure fool of the tarot

a new beginning in your life?

we are all neo.......i hope.......

t s t .

[The Dude]

we are all one. We can re-arrange this as something new like "neo". but any division of time is merely illusory, in a sense we are forever new

Was watching a soundlessdawn video on youtube about the joker cards reference in the new batman movie and how the actor playing said joker had died thereby "hanging the joker" - some kind of occult theme, this resonated with Brandon Lee's untimely murder on the set of The Crow where he wore similar gothic clown makeup. It is meant to signify a coming change.

There is a striving for an escape out of these shackles, that must be born out of a novel idea. One cannot fill an already full cup, within this self enclosed reaction energy must be transfered, nothing can be 'created'. As such old concepts must die. Transformation is a murderous process.

Neo, the anagram was a new iteration of a timeless fractal. It is the end point which is the start point.. the first card, the fool has a transformative journey to become the magician, or re-awaken to his identity as the one. Therefore the essence of his soul or whatever this 'it'-ness is, has no beginning, and no end, merely his perception of self going through a state of flux.

[chilli]

Here is my dream from the night after that one, the part in the middle was intense:

I dreamed I was standing in my bedroom with my wife asleep in bed, and I had just somehow found out she was 4 months pregnant, this was disturbing as we don not plan on having biological children, and I felt as if I was coming to terms with the idea.

The dream changed and I was in my loungeroom with two other dream characters, and there was three beds in the room. We picked up and slept with a woman each, and were sitting on the respective beds and started smoking, and at this point all three of us were contained in one huge pink bubble, which stretched and undulated around us as we moved, like one of those big soap bubbles. I started asking "Is this it? Is this all there is?" and after saying this a couple of times, I started to scream with a kind of primal rage and grabbed the pink bubble and tore it apart, in a similar fashion to Jim Carrey when he comes out of the fake rhinocerous in Pet Detective. Around this point it occurred to me that the bubble was like a womb. Outside the bubble, I immediately began to do the same thing to the wall of my lounge, screaming and pulling it like elevator doors with all my might, and suddenly the whole room started to shake violently up and down and the plaster of the ceiling started to crumble, and I thought it was an earthquake at which point I woke up.

Later in the night, I was living in a different house and a young teenage boy came to the door a number of times, to ask if he could get his ball back from our yard, but each time he walked back before I could answer the door. Later, I was outside the house, and his this time his Dad came to the door and seemed suspicious that I was trying to keep the ball, which made me feel guilty, even though I wasn't. I said "well it must be around here somewhere" and found it in a rubbish bin in the front yard, it was a magical looking, pearly, polarized ball, like a really thick soap bubble, very similar to the pink bubble from earlier in the night. I pulled it out and gave it back to the son.

Last night my wife dreamed I was pregnant!

Edited August 13, 2008 by Sublime Crime

[ThunderIdeal]

that's pretty weird and interesting. *waits for replies*