All through the night between wake and sleep I experienced thoughts and messages about the urgency of completing the "stargate"/"wormhole". It's not the first time I've had a night of stargate messages and the concept of working to construct it. I saw the gate as dark circles of graphite-like material looking similar to the stargate of the movie/tv series. But there were more than one ring (3 or so), and they were horizontal with notches cut into the outer rim.

I dreamed that I was away at a timeshare resort that D and I had been to a couple of times before. It was affordable with only about 50% occupancy, so it seemed ideal. But our week's stay was up and it was time for the new occupants to move in. We started to pack up - we had brought so much stuff! We decided that when we checked out we would sign up for another week the following year. The young man working in the office told us that the price had gone from half-off ($250) to full-price (about $500) because there was a high demand for the resort. I didn't believe it, and I was definitely not going to pay full price so I argued with him. Though he seemed uncomfortable, he also seemed unable to offer me anything better. So I demanded to speak to a supervisor.

I went to the supervisor's office. The resort management building was big with very high ceilings reminding me of an airport. I noted that the supervisor was a small, strong Asian woman. A line of handicapped children were filing past her, as if they had just arrived, and she addressed each one unemotionally, initiating or admitted them into her foreign aid program. I ranted a bit and demanded that I receive a better deal on my stay next year or I would not return. She seemed unemotional and equally unable (more so than even unwilling) to give me a better deal. The prices had gone up, that was that, a fact. I made a final stand saying that we would not return then. She still didn't bend so I left.

I felt a little bit shocked and sad at the way it had turned out because I liked the place and wanted to come back, but I also could not justify to myself paying that much to return to this rustic (slightly musty) resort. It just wouldn't be a good deal for me any more. As I made my way back to the checkout office, I heard her crying in her office. She had kept a stoic face in front of me, but my forcefulness had hurt her.

I had to stick by my guns though because it was only logical. When I got back to the front office, my husband, his friend, and the people who came to take our room were still sitting there calmly. I thought that maybe in my absence my husband had caved in and signed up for next year anyway. But he hadn't. We really weren't coming back.

As I typed this dream out, the symbols and analogies became more clear to me than when I first woke with the memory of the dream. My earth stay has been fun and enriching the way it is, but I want to move on because it just doesn't suit the price any more. The new children will come and grow strong here. The stargate/wormhole that I have been building is a way for me to leave. Maybe there is a huge stargate in which many can go at once, or maybe there are individual gates/holes. I am kind of leaning toward the latter at the moment.

It is interesting to note the synchronicity of the NASA Image of the day (space telescope):





And how much it looks like the black sun/stargate:





This space telescope with its SIX 6-sided hexagons, and 24 (4x6) panels, with ONE man standing in the middle, further syncs with a video I came across today that I wanted to include with this post:


Carbon 7, 666, Shift in Consciousness
VERY worth watching!