Help! I'm Dreaming!

Here I am in Santa Fe, in my lovely casa fria. Hardly anything has gotten done around here. You see, I'm helpless in the grip of a new card reading - a combination between a "game" and a reading given in a dream on Thanksgiving morning.

Still within it's hazy grasp, I woke from the dream and grabbed my deck of cards from the bedside table - laying out cards in formation on the sheets. It was a gigantic spread (36 cards) and I knew if I did not lay them out then and there the game would be lost. I lay back down after a time (it was a holiday after all!), closed my eyes and re-entered the feeling of the dream. Forgotten nuances tippy toed back into my conscious mind. Still there were holes - questions regarding the spread. It seemed I was given the most important points and the rest was for me to piece together, like a puzzle with multiple layers.

It's been a week now, and cards swirl 'round in my head on a daily basis. No, this is not unusual for me, but it has turned from a manageable flurry to a down-right blizzard. "Oh well!" said Alice (or is my name Ana?), "The world can wait. After all, it is cold outside and I like my house good and messy."

The layout can be seen on Youtube: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YcJlq2g8vdY

DREAMING, ALWAYS DREAMING

Last night I was dreaming. I dreamed I was petting my cat and having a nice visit with the darling I adore so dearly. Then I realized, my cat has passed away - struck by a car just two weeks ago. That I know for certain. I remember burying her in the back yard, her darling little ears filling with dirt as we filled the grave.
But this feels so real!!! The smell of her beautiful fur, the way she stretches out when I pet her. Could this really be a dream? It must be, I reason with myself. As perfect as it all is - indeed, indiscernible from waking reality - the fact remains that my cat has passed away and here she is, coddling my senses in 3-D.
Now I have an opportunity. I KNOW I am dreaming....... ahhhh.... Thank you, Kitty. Suddenly alive in this playground of imagination I pose the question to myself - NOW WHAT????

All possibilities exist here. I can walk into the future, into the past, simply by my wish. "As you say, so it shall be" can be experienced here.

I make a wish. After all, it's my dream, right? But alas, I can feel the resistance of the dream even as I am stating my command. No, this particular wish will not be realized in this dream.

Now I have the question: Why am I able to manifest some of my desires and not others? Could this be the same thing that happens in life? Why are some of my wishes realized and others not?

We are complex creatures, not a unified presence. We have many desires, many interests, and a wide palette of dreams. Some are in alignment, some not - some are a part of our conscious awareness, others prefer to stay submerged in the subconscious. Certain desires require certain amounts of personal power or unification of power in order to manifest. Becoming a successful rock star, for example, requires more personal power than producing a bowl of ice cream. And for some, becoming a rock star is a far simpler task than becoming an accountant.

So again, I return to my dream. Now I have a plan for the next time I find myself awake within this alternate reality, so ripe for experimentation. It helps to have a plan.