Do not look back in anger, or forward in fear, but around in awareness. -- James Thurber


Hello, my name is Liz Figueroa. In here you will read about my experiences while on my journey through spiritual awareness. From my dreams, use of pendulum and Tarot, meditations,out of body/astral projection as well daily spiritual lessons. Join me and learn with me, while awaken the true light beings within ourselves.

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Dream: The School of Languages

September 22th, 2009

how-we-watch1 I found myself walking through this building of different levels like a University. There lots of people of all races carrying books and walking in a hurry like they were trying to beat the clock in what every direction they were going to. This white woman with black hair, spotted me and said “There you are, come with me, I will take you to your class”, I replied “what class?” and she responded with a smile “To the language class”.

We walked few levels, passed different classrooms which they were huge and apparently with no walls since there nothing but people seating as far as you can see in these rooms. At times, the rooms look changed from close doors, to caves, to outdoors, but everything within the building.

While passing one of these cave rooms, I spotted someone I knew recently, he looked like he just came in from swimming. He was talking to someone and when he saw me he was shocked to see me as much as I was to see him in my dreams.

Finally made it to my room, all the chairs were filled. My escort told me to grab and chair and be ready for the lesson. I grabbed a metal folding chair and walked from this side of the room that was nice and smooth concrete surfaces and crossed to this other side of the room that was part cave. The funny thing was that when I passed from one side to another of the room, I no longer had the metal folding chair in my hand, I have a big stick. The escort was hurry me to sit, since were about to start.

All I thought was “Where the heck am I going to seat at? This side of room is muddy and wet”. So I took the wood stick and stuck it on the wet ground and seat over the stick, just in time to start the lesson in language.

There was a big screen in front of us and suddenly a movie started to show, but it was nothing but a Civil War Battle from American history. I was wonder what does this have to do with languages and laughed. The funny thing was that everyone around me was very into it and making notes, this for sure was a weird dream.

I have other short dreams after this one but can’t recall at this moment but for sure the language school really caught my attention.

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