Hello GWV. While work and life have definitely contributed to my absence, there was also a specific incident that left me in a great amount of pain. I've spent the last few months droning away, working long hours and simply providing, being there, contributing. Since finding the charisms, Ive encountered one hurdle after another. Some of them taking longer than others to overcome. This one I may never overcome. But, thankfully, the sting of it has lessened since the experience, and so I'd like to share. I havent given up. I will not give up. I just needed some time.
Back in December/January I started focusing alot of attention on remembering my dreams. I started journaling specifically. It was fruitful. I was to a point where I would recall them in almost perfect detail a few times a week. I wasnt expecting what happened. As a matter of fact, this thought was far far from my mind.
Jhanon and I took a trip to AZ in February to meet with Jhananda. Was a good trip, one I am very glad I took. Meeting Jeff really helped me in alot of ways. I believe it was the second night, I had an extremely lucid dream. This one I could recall all details, start to finish; in all their horror. Without going to much into detail, I watched my young daughter be killed by an 18 wheeler. I had told her to come out of the road the instant it happened, but I was too late. Every last detail...
The next morning I told Jeff about the dream and was rather upset by it. Awhile later Jhanon joined us by the fire pit. The conversation led to him telling a story of what led him to the path. His girlfriend was involved in an accident in highschool. She was killed by a truck. Jhanon recounted my dream almost down to the last detail.
I have had alot of questions, and many more doubts. Mostly, this fear drove me to be as close to my daughter as I possibly could be. I gave up my resistance of conformity, and gave in to my wife. Fear has become a primary driver in my life. All the while I was giving in to death, allowing myself to become a conduit, progressing, the thought never crossed my mind that my child could be gone in the blink of an eye.
Thankfully, this was only a dream. The details of this dream were so vivid that even now I struggle to separate it from reality. What I felt then is as real as I breathe now. I wasnt ready, and I did not expect to ever experience something like this. And Jhanon....he lived it, it is reality for him, even if far removed.
So, I've taken a break for meditation. Although the charisms are still with me, and I still lucid dream, I think I still need time.