In all honesty I didn’t think the meditation I finished yesterday was that big a deal. It was different — the whole process had some differences, from how I chose to get to/from the area, to the size of the river in my cave, to the very novel way of presenting an archetype IG chose, to IG herself — but although I had the merge effect, it wasn’t nearly as strong as I would have expected for something that large and complex and for something that serious (‘my biggest problem’).

My interaction with outer guides afterwards failed. My interaction with the control center afterwards failed, and then barely worked at all. So on the whole, it was a good effort, but it didn’t seem like an overly successful day.

Yet having a major water dream suggests something did change in me, and now I can’t seem to quit thinking about related stuff even though I’m trying to work here.

So, some more musing on the topic, which I may add to through the day…

Trapped Soul

I once had a viewing session where I sensed some combination of shade (a ghost, but I actually had the old-fashioned sense of the word ‘shade’) and ‘star’ (an impression of a source of energy-light, but so small, with an overlay of the Crowley use of the word Star in Liber al vel Legis), and believed it to be a soul. The session had so far, as data, been a woman, with something in