Bands of Gold


I am in a space that is void of any visual stimulation.  It is not dark, but neither is it light.  It is mostly…foggy.  Grey mist swirls all around me but the temperature is not too cold, not too hot.  It is just empty space that I am hovering in.

There is someone next to me.  I think he is male, but I cannot be sure.  I know that he is here to teach me something important.  A monk appears in front of me.  He is in lotus position, eyes closed.  He looks almost transcended.  The being next to me tells me that this monk is to be feared and that he is going to to something very bad to me.  The being wants to know how I can defend myself.

I regard the monk carefully.  Aside from a slow, almost imperceptible opening of his eyelids to look at me, the monk has not moved a hair.  He does not seem scary in the least.  How am I suppose to defend myself against a man who does not look threatening and has not even attempted to do anything to threaten me?  I am quite perplexed, not sure if I am suppose to feel fear, and not sure what to do next.

The being continued to study my reaction to the monk.  I decided to just jump into the deep end and try something…anything.  After all, I can’t just stay frozen with indecision forever.  Either I do it right or I do it wrong, but at least I had to do something.

Now, having been a scaredy cat for the last few times I’ve had dreams like this one, I decided just to not think about my fear and go ahead with what I think I should do.  Since he was suppose to be the bad guy and harbor bad intentions towards me, I decided that the best thing to do was to send some power waves towards him, in the hopes that it was powerful enough to conquer fear and hate and anger.

Reaching inside myself, I found that I had to scramble around to find the exact wave with which to align my wavelength with.

gold wavelength

I ran up and down the scales until I found the right one, a bright golden shining band of waves that radiated outward from the mid region of my torso.  Unfortunately, I could not cast the waves outward towards him because the waves dissipated within a matter of inches from my body.  I needed extra help.

I concentrated with more intensity, trying to call forth from within, some way that I could utilize to cast the golden wavelength towards the monk.


“Find your Bodhisattva.”  The being said to me.

“Find my what?”  I think back at him in confusion.  I may be a decent human being, but I sure as heck am no Bodhisattva.  I do too many things that would be considered on the slippery side of being straight and narrow.

“Find your Bodhisattva within you.”

I shrugged.  Nothing to lose.  I called inside me.  ”Hey, you!  Bodhisattva!  Come on out.  I need your help.  HELP!!!”

For a moment, nothing happened.

Well, this wasn’t working out too well.  I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to imagine what a Bodhisattva would look like and all I could think of was some old image from a wall hanging in an Asian grocery store that I saw recently.


Something like this.

“Good.”  The being said.

I opened my eyes, and surprise!  I could see this same image that I created in my mind’s eye, hovering above me.  The only difference was, the face was not some otherworldly being.  The face was mine!  That was me!  My Bodhisattva face winked at me and grinned with mischief.  It occurred to me that it was so strange to see my mischievous monkey face on the body of such a supremely serene being, but there it was, and I could not argue with the fact that I was embodying a Bodhisattva.

Oh well, probably a one time loaner.

Then, two other beings appeared and floated next to my Bodhisattva self, one on each side, and down at my level.  Those two beings looked like me too, only not so grand as the Bodhisattva.  I had no clue how they got there—probably body guards to make sure I don’t break the real Bodhisattva’s figure with my clumsiness.  I remembered thinking…”Oh, so this is what they mean when they say, Father, Son, and Holy Ghosts.  I was the ‘son’, the Bodhisattva was the ‘father’, and one of the body guards was ‘holy’, the other ‘ghost’.  I could dig a trinity.  It made sense (except this wasn’t a trinity.  This was a quadrity (does that word even exist?).

Any way, they sank down to the same level where I was sitting, and between us, we formed a triangle, with the Bodhisattva at the center top…sorta like a four-sided Pyramid-shaped structure.

“Good.  Now, engage your enemy.”  The guide told me.

I shrugged.  Nothing to lose, right?  I had no clue what I was suppose to do next, but I knew that I had gotten the correct wavelength.  It was the first thing I was sure about.  I looked at the monk, who was now looking less and less scary and more and more pitiful.  I really didn’t want to blast him with anything that might hurt him.  He seemed so gentle.  Yet, this being is making me do this, so I had no choice.

I grabbed the radiating bands of golden wavelength and began casting it in his direction.  This time, with my body-double Bodhisattva above me, and the two body guards next to me, together, we were able to direct the aim at the monk.

Suddenly, I could see his heart chakra.  Suddenly, I could see the waves he was propagating outwards in random frequencies.  He didn’t know how to isolate a single wavelength, as I could so easily.  He kept meandering from one wavelength to another.  There were a few areas where some possible negative wavelengths were emanating.  I knew I could fix this.  Suddenly, it came to me in a flash, and I knew what I could do—what I had to do.

I merged my wavelength with his.  Wherever his wavelength faltered, I bolstered it until it became evenly matched with mine.  I maneuvered towards the area where a few small bands of negative frequencies were still hovering about.  With laser precision, I targeted that area and cleared it out.  All of a sudden, he was pulsing and radiating bands of gold at the exact same frequency I was pulsing out at him.  Now, I didn’t have to do anything else.  All I had to do was keep my pulses steady and clear, and his pulses were able to match mine.  The monk opened his eyes and smiled.

At that moment, there was a…I can’t describe it any better than a bubble burst of a fairy bubble.  The image dissipated as if in a dream, and I awoke back into this side of reality.

Just like that, it was over.

I was like…”Dude!  Not yet!  I want to know what happens next!  Did I do the right thing?  Did I learn that lesson correctly?”  But of course, there were no answers for me.  It was all I could do to just hang on to the fragments of that dream and to record my thoughts down quickly before the frail threads vanish.

I still have no clue what the lesson is suppose to be all about.  Perhaps when I re-read this posting, years from now, I can gain some understanding of it all.  I am hoping that I get to meet the being again another night so I can learn something new.

Maybe tonight…

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  1. Simple indeed, why do anything. Some times the only defence we need is kindness, the soulful approach is golden. Definitely if your a budda and help them to rid the darkness.


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