I’d like to share a rather powerful dream I had awhile ago.
We were staying in our family’s home over the night, and we needed to take someone to the airport at 3:45 that morning. It was about midnight, and my spouse and I were sleeping in the den. I couldn’t sleep and figured I’d just stay up, since there was so little time before we had to leave anyway. Next to me, there was a large book. It was a book of deities, and I glanced at the page it happened to be opened to. The deity’s name was something I did not recognize, about 7 or so letters long and starting with an A. He was a deity that dealt with psychic work. I had the thought that I could use his help in developing my psychic skills, but at the same time, I realized I was afraid of the implications of opening myself up to these forces. Without any further time to debate the matter, a bluish white energy started pouring out of the book and into me. I was afraid…I sensed that this deity was used to warrior spirits, souls that sought him out to gain psychic awareness and skill for battle…and I was nothing of the sort. I thought over and over as the energy was pouring into me “I want this only for the Light, I want only to work in the Light…I want what comes to me psychically to aid me in the Light and nothing else!”
At that point, I reached over to my spouse who was asleep next to me and touched him. His body jolted from all the energy that was pouring into me. And then everything faded down, and our guest awoke as it was time to take her to the airport.