The gaze of a Dreamer

[Skyfeather]

Do you have nightmares?

What haunts your gaze, do you know the source of what has created you to draw a thing to you through your gaze?

Can you undo the command to gaze at certain subjects?

What comes to your gaze in the day, as you sit at your desk, as you stand by the kitchen sink, as you walk in crowded streets?

The Gaze of a Dreamer:

When young, some of us are very natural gazers. We just gaze natuarally and through this process hook the attention of the left side onto things. Through our schooling we are trained to unlearn this, forget it or shrink it. This is done in schooling so we can look at the world of reason more.

I have always had that side (gaze) of me open since I was young, and developed my writting, drawing and painting to reflect what I gazed at. When developing into a young man from a boy, our gaze tends to move onto gazing at women. We actually gaze at developed men too and shape our intention to become certain forms, muscular, active, e.t.c. A cultivation of arrogance sets in and peaks in the late teens.

What I wish to do is to bring back that portion of the attention of my left side to gaze again as I did as a boy.

I'd like to state here that our gaze learns to hook onto the objects found in the right side of awareness and our attention of the left side gets hooked there. This happened to me in quite a minimal way in comparisson to the average of males in the culture I grew up in, but it still needs much effort on my part to reclaim that lost attention back to my left.

When I paint, I am at large hooking my dreamer gaze onto things and reflecting the scenery. But I wish to go further than simply paint the scenery.

I'd be very interested to here what others say about this topic...

[Skyfeather]

My journey as a dreamer has been that at 1st, my dreamer gaze was strong, from it I pulled many images. I used to fire-gaze and can see from drawings and paintings that I did when young that my gaze enabled me to hook my left-side attention fully onto things like fire. I was also lucky enough to have the right-side ability of shaping that in a reflection.
When I grew older and was schooled, and forced to look at the world prodominantly through reason I developed a feeling of rejecting the right-side of awareness due to the force of how schooling pushes us towards it. A kind of depression kicks in with children who enjoy and are gifted in gazing when they are told that the world only exists according to the apparent given reasons. The reaction is a rejection. The gaze gets chaotic and we pull things almost unknowingly into it.

I intend to regroup the power of that gaze to its original state. Simply by saying this, I am shaping myself.

[Skyfeather]

Witness your day: What keeps your gaze prisoner?


Do you mean what holds most of my attention?


No and yes. There are 2 seperate attentions, the one you are talking about is the attention of the right side, but the left side attention is a gaze. Sometimes we gaze at our watch or clock to see the time, but don't place our right side attention on it and end up not knowing what the time was when we looked.

What do we pull into our dreamer gaze, to us, in through our left side attention?

Where do we pull it from?

What elements of the world do we pull to us from the power of this gaze, and do we ever realise or question what we ourselves have pulled to where we are?

[Skyfeather]

I was dreaming last night about someone I had just given a print of mine to. I'd drawn a layer over an existing print, and this second layer was exploring a theme of cloud gazing. The idea was so that she could gaze at it and hence hook her gaze to what I had released from mine. She was there in the dream, her sister too on my left - but as I focused on this my alarm went off.
I decided to set another 15 mins on the clock as was wanted more to unfold from that dreaming, so went again to dream. I had no further dream of her or her sister yet drempt of my wall where I had drawn the layer on. What I perceived was the layers I'd drawn over the print were still on or in the wall, and that I should place another print there and layer another cloud theme over that.
The movement of the clouds, or layers, and them being given hence becomes an opening in my own personal sky.

I awoke, and moved a new image into the place I'd drempt of on the wall.



Become the dream-maker:

This is how we create our own dream. We re-learn to let our gaze receive things, rather than having it transfixed upon the items of our life and its objects. When the gaze is pulled towards these OUTER elements we loose something. We loose the ability to channel our listening capacity to how our own inner self wished to dance our dream of being alive. instead, we are dictated in acts and choices and that dance is dictated by a force outside of ourself.