On my 230+ day of Initiation: How Dreams Reveal Soul Memories
The other night, I had a vivid dream. It was vivid because I intentionally entered my initiation container, which my spiritual guides and the dragons have guided me to be in for the past 230-plus days.
You will experience a similar kind of initiation in Dragon Summer but we take a small bite compared to what I am doing currently. You also experience a similar container when working in an Akashic Records session with me. A great space to get loved on by your guides and to be supported!
This initiation’s purpose was to remember soul memories and dissolve things that no longer align with me. To melt in soul memory, heal what needs attention, and build back what is true for myself.
Since entering this meditative space—a space specifically designed for this initiation—I have experienced many unique memories, both during sleep and meditation. Within this container, the focus is on confronting truths and dissolving what no longer serves. It’s a place of understanding and remembrance. We work closely with soul memory.
Upon waking, I could recall this dream because I followed my usual habit: starting by remembering the emotions within the dream. If I can recall the emotions, the events of the dream often follow.
The first emotions I remember were feelings of sneaking around, being crafty, smart, and careful. I felt as though I was evading people to protect myself and others.
As someone who is clairvoyant (clear seeing) and claircognizant (clear knowing), I could see details in my mind's eye and just knew other details to be true. I remembered being a 60-something-year-old woman who was a witch. I saw myself with long, graying hair, wearing robes, with kind wrinkles around my eyes and smile lines around my mouth.
This dream took place in medieval times—think Arthur and Merlin—with magic all around. I was trying to protect a runaway princess and some young children with magical gifts who were in danger. I kept encountering cast-off and discarded children with nowhere safe to go.
This part resonated with me because I see parallels in my waking life. I strive to help people feel comfortable and confident enough to embrace their gifts and intuition, so seeing me fight to protect the magic within others felt meaningful.
I was able to perform magic, like changing my appearance to hide and disguise myself. I used this skill to gather information from those who sought to harm these magical children.
I remember changing my image to look younger, altering the color of my dress and robes, and even transforming into a raven to fly and hide in plain sight.
The dream primarily took place in a market or town. I moved from stall to stall, listening for information. There were two women trying to harm me and my students. They were witches, but their morals were skewed, and they hunted these magical children for the bounty on their heads. They were full of bad intentions, and I saw myself disguised, walking right under their noses at their market stall to overhear their plans.
It was clear that I was powerful but also experienced. It was easy to evade them, they had no clue I was right there!
I heard them discussing plans to poison me and those under my protection or to hide themselves to find me. Armed with this knowledge, I created a tincture—a purplish-black liquid in a dropper—that I could apply to food and drink. This tincture would neutralize poison, acting as an antidote, and make the food or drink taste bad, alerting us that it had been tampered with. If it did nothing, the food was safe to eat. You could still eat the food after the antidote was administered but I remember thinking ‘why would you?’
After making the tincture, I went to a tavern or local pub and slid into a booth. There, I found some of the children and one of my adult students, a 20-something-year-old who acted as a guide for the children. She was a kid I had rescued years ago and she was ensuring they were eating. The booth held two other girls and one boy.
The boy was new, sitting furthest inside the booth as if trying to hide. He had been on the run, and luckily he had been found and kept safe. He hadn’t seen me before, but I knew of him.
I slid into the booth beside him and simply looked at him. Without saying anything, I placed my hand, palm up, on the table in front of him. He smiled, trying to play off how odd my gesture was. I kept looking into his eyes, smiling, and gesturing with my open hand.
I knew about him and his abilities. He didn’t know who I was, but I suspected he had been told I would come. I knew he could read palms with astonishing accuracy, foreseeing possible future outcomes.
As I held my hand there, he realized I knew. I could see in his eyes that he understood he couldn’t lie to me.
He looked down at my palm and started to focus. I was testing him but before he could say anything, food was brought to the table, and I had to apply the tincture to the food and drinks.
When I finished, I gestured for them to begin eating. At this point, I realized that in the dream, I wasn’t speaking. I was using gestures and body language, not words.
I’m not sure why, and before I could ponder it, I was pulled into the memory of one of the girls next to me. She started spitting out her food, her eyes wide as she met mine, saying, “Eww, yuck! This is disgusting! Was this messed with?” I nodded and removed the food from her.
The dream then jumped to me getting them safe food and drink to replace the tampered ones. I just knew it was safe, though I couldn’t remember where I had gotten it.
After that, the dream faded, and I woke up. I remembered this dream vividly because of the strong emotions tied to it—the suspense of spying, the cleverness of evading those trying to harm the magical children, and the kindness and care I felt for them.
For me, emotions are the key to remembering dreams. I also set the intention to remember them, especially when they hold important information. When I do this, I often recall details that don’t seem significant at first but later prove relevant in waking life.
If you’re trying to remember a dream, I suggest starting with your emotions—what did you feel, what sensations were intense? From there, gently let the memories flow and set the intention before sleep to remember your dreams.
I’m very visual, so I remember colors, scenes, and pictures. My mind’s eye can scroll through these dream images, and it’s fascinating what comes up when you set the intention.
Because I was in my initiation container, I know this dream was not just a dream—it was a memory. Typically, my dreams are odd, clearly linked to my subconscious or recent emotional experiences.
This dream felt normal, despite the medieval setting and magic. Feeling is how I differentiate between soul memory and a regular dream. Just ‘knowing’ is also helpful :)
Within my container, I’m able to view things that help me grow, dissolve old patterns, and remember gifts and information that become helpful in my growth. I use the knowledge from my memories and dreams to guide me in my waking life. It gives me a starting point to explore certain themes in my life or certain patterns I wish to break.
This initiation, led by my dragons and guides, began over 230 days ago and I don’t know when it will end, but it’s been great and I’m glad that I trusted them to start this experience!
Have a dream that feels particularly relevant to your life? Or perhaps there's a soul memory that you sense could use deeper exploration? In an Akashic Records session, we will create a similar container to delve into the meaning behind your experiences, offering healing and guidance to help you integrate what you discover.