The Sword

[Tayesin]

Hi Krome,
Thank you for the e-mail on this thread, and I return here only to support you at this point, just as a good friend would.

"The old Native-american man Lee told me about,  was sitting cross-legged on the bare floor of the cave.   He still held his hot cup in his hands and was smiling like the others in the cave with me.   We sat in a circle while Aesgard probed my understanding,  "Do you know what it is you see in his hands ?"   "Yes",  I replied while holding the entire concept of what I understood in my mind for him to see.   "Very good."   Then the old Indian offered the cup in my direction and I accepted it with all the reverence that I could feel.   I took the sword of fire out and placed the lovely little cup into the larger 'cup icon' I'd found earlier,  then held the sword aloft.   As I did so,  it grew full size and the cave's ceiling seemed to give way to the blade,  allowing me access to the the vastness of outside.   It felt good in my hands and I knew then that I had also held this sword in some age gone by.  

   Some of the sword's abilities came to me as memories,  so I spiralled up into the air and used the blade to cut away the strings that bound me,  like anchor chains,  to newly insignificant moments of my current life.   Once back in the cave I discovered that I had a large rope-like strand around my mid-section,  which had been there for so long that it had worn it's way into my spirit-body.   I stood up and carefully cut away at it with the sword but could not remove all of it.   Aesgard said,  "When you remember how to use it effectively,  you will be free from many things."   I then thanked the old native man for his gift and in return he gave me another entire concept,  and included the suggestion,  "Use it wisely and guard it diligently."

   Aesgard asked me if I understood the last instruction,  and honestly,  I didn't comprehend too much of it.   He then told me,  "Others will come looking for that one.   It is given to you for service and not to others for their's.   You must hide it well."   "Hide it ?   Where can I hide a sword this big?"   "That is your choice,  but choose soon."   Again I stood up to look around for a safe place but could not see anywhere suitable,   then an idea came to put it in me.   This was easier done than said,  and the sword disappeared from view.   Aesgard looked at me with a bigger than usual smile and told me I was doing very well,  only then did I realize he had included a test in the course of our short talk.   Now the urge came to go home and open my eyes,  so I gave everyone a big hug and promised to return the next night.

   During the next day,  excitement filled me with expectation for the evening's journey,  so I never considered that my expectations may have no place in the events that were to come.   When my daughter was sound asleep,  I prepared in the same manner as before only this time I travelled to another place.   The weather was dismal,  soaking rain,  mud everywhere and through the haze I saw an asian man carrying heavy bundles as he made his way along some memorized path.   Looking about me showed that I was in a village during Japan's feudal period and by the lack of spark in the villagers,  I would say it was dark times in this corner of the land.   To my left was an animist religion's shrine,  similar in style to early shinto shrines.   I heard a quiet squelch sound,  like a heavy person walking on the mud.   When I turned to get a clearer view I saw a warrior in gloss black,  full armour,  and I wondered for a split-second if it was shiny from the rain or from polishing.   Before I had the chance to finish this thought,  he drew a mighty sword and took stance in front of me,  clearly indicating what his intentions were.   I ducked left as he made his exploratory move then thrust my feet into the back of his knees,  which brought the heavy opponent crashing backwards to the ground.   How I wished for my own sword to defend myself with.   To my utmost delight,  the sword appeared,  in my hand.
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   Taking advantage of this situation I held the sword point gently at his throat,  as a hopeful bluff,  and waited for his sign of acceptance.   His arm muscles tensed at the moment he was about to let rip with his blade and I finished it by leaning heavily on the hilt of my sword.   I did not want to kill anyone and was pee'd-off because I was forced to do it.   I felt terrible as I watched his blood drain into the mire,  but my mood included awe when I saw an emaciated,  green dragon wisp out and away from the corpse.   "Wow,  I have to see Aesgard for a talk",  I thought to myself and began moving straight away.   He waited for me at the high ground and was ready to listen,  when I ended my story he asked,  "Do you see why you could not have your highest choice in that moment ?"   "No.  It's not fair."   "By your act of self defence you freed one of the dragons that was being severely abused,  is that a wrong thing?"    

   Oh what a good question !   I did something I loathed to do and found that half of the result was a positive,  so was what I did wrong ?   On the one hand it was a despicable act and on the other it produced an excellent result.   Just because I was beginning to understand what Aesgard was getting at,  didn't imply that I felt good with it.   All this was a bit much for me so I said my goodbyes and headed back to my lounge chair.   Aesgard made sure to inform me that I had used the sword effectively,  but I was under my own perception of what could be classed as a good use.   I knew that one of the sword's characteristic uses was in discerning the truth,  but was this truth only that I could not have all things the way I wanted ?   Hell,  life in the world had already taught me that,  so what else was there to see ?    A little thought entered my mind and said,  "Do you think this sword may also discern truth in action,  is it not the flaming-sword ?"   "Well yes,  it is the flaming sword,  Aesgard."   Small parts of the concept that the old man gave to me began to merge into my awareness and I realized that even though I may wield this sword now,  I am not it's master,  so to speak,  only it's handler.   The knowledge entrusted in this lesson of the sword would take more time to filter down into me."
From "Keep it Simple" bt Tayesin.

Love always.[]

[Novice]

Very interesting subject Kromeknight!

(could your sword experience be the motive behind your 'name'?)

The term Sword of Truth caught my attention. I've had two experiences with a sword (or similar item) but both were in dreams. I was not lucid in either one.

The first one was a Star Wars theme. I won't post the bulk of the dream, just the end of it. I am facing both Darth Vador and the Emperor. They are each on either side of me. The room we are in is very dark with only some dim lighting coming through. I am attempting to leave them and go back to the 'light' side. But they won't let me go unless I can 'beat' them both. They have their light sabor's drawn and I have one I'm holding in my left hand (which is odd because I'm right handed). They are doing a lot of verbal abuse/attack trying to get me to back down and return. But they are also preparing to attack if I don't.

I stand there and listen to them both, but I don't seem affected by it. I inform them that I'm going to call on ...(I can not remember what it is, but it's something powerful). They then begin to taunt me and dare me to do it. Again, a lot of intimidation. I then very loudly say, in a completely different language, "I call on..." but again I don't remember what I actually say.

But as soon as I do, Darth begins yelling NO at me. The room goes completely black. At the same time, the clothes I'm wearing turn white and begin to glow. My light sabor also now becomes a  two edged sabor and is glowing bright white at both ends. White light in the form of circles (like in a spring) appear to rise directly underneath where I'm standing. As that happens, I get the sense of movement upwards. Then the movement stops and a door opens. I walk through the door and see a white staircase leading up. There is a soft white light streaming down. A man in a long white robe is standing at the bottom and smiling at me, as if in approval. I recognize him and walk towards him. He's holding his hand out towards me. I take his hand and we walk up the stairs. That's all I remember about that one.

In another dream, I'm protecting a special/magical mask from a witch and 'bad' man. But I seem to use magic to do so. I levitate in the dream, then wave my hand and make them disappear into a light blue haze/bubble that I create for them. I'm joined with a young woman wearing a cloak. After the witch and man disappear, something else happens that I need to change. I'm facing a building, and suddenly realize someone's behind me. I turn and see a man standing there. He immediately thrusts a sword directly at me. But I'm not afraid and I don't flinch. The sword instantly vears off to the left side of my head. He didn't know who I was. But I knew the sword was the sword of truth/virtue and would never hurt me. I asked the man if he was something like a knight and he said he was.

So I wasn't wielding the sword in the second dream, but I recognized it and had some kind of 'relationship' with it because I didn't fear it at all.

It would be cool if I could be conscious during these experiences and get a better undestanding, like what you all have posted. Maybe someday.

[kromeknight]

Hello
Thanks for replying everyone []
I can't remember being destowed with my sword like Tayesin and Robert. Consciously and remembering contact with my guides like Tayesin is somethink I'm working towards, although  I know of there precents when near.
My sword came by revelation while awake and became apart of me in my thoughts and lucid dreams I haven't had a occasion to use it while real time oob.To me it is a symbol of spirit but as I read of other peoples experiences it becomes much more...the true reason why I posted comes out, to search for it's meaning and depth.
The lucid dream where I regained apart of myself in forgiveness, my sword once in my hand awakened me to it's purpose and memories filling me joy and love and more but it's hard to explain.
The silver blade  shown brightly with gold inscription down it's center but this could only be seen at the right angle all other times it is silver...again had to explain.
I hope more people come forward and I really appreciate you posting Tayesin and Novice with your experiences and for the support thank you []

[cainam_nazier]

I have had many dreams with swords in them.  Has some thing to do with my fasination with the mid-evil times.  But there is only one dream that I have had where the sword in he dream seemed to have special meaning.  At the time I had this dream I did not know what projection was or anything like that, I think I was about 12 or 13.  And the setting of the dream had nothing to do with knights, horses, or anything of the sort.

In the dream I found myself in a mall that was on the verge of shutting down.  Many of the stores were closed and there were very few people there.  The longer I walked in the mall the more desolate it became, fewer and fewer people and so on.  I came to this one area where there should have been a store but it was empty save this one dresser/cabinet piece of furniture.  By this time there was no one else around.

I felt drawn to the cabinet somehow and begain to walk towards it.  I was a very simple hard wood object about 3 feet high X 4 feet or so long with 3 very large drawers.  I opened the bottom drawer and found a sword in it.  I can still remember all the little details of it.  

One of the things that made this stand out was the feeling that I needed it for some reason.  I needed to try my best to keep it.  I knew that it was a dream but I honestly tried to bring it back with me when I woke up.  I thought that if I held on to it tight enough that it would be there when I woke up.

Another oddity of this is that I know where this mall is located.  But I do not remember if I had the dream before or after I moved into this area.

[Novice]

I was reviewing my dream journal and almost forgot about this dream I had back in July of this year. But as I read it, I remembered this post.

I have many dreams in which I fight using a combination of staff/rod and karate (I don't know karate). But its usually because I don't want to actually hurt/kill people. So I thought this dream was interesting:

I'm standing in an old stone structure. Directly in front of me is a stone alter of some sort. A sword has been thrust in the top of it (like the sword in the stone). I reach up and pull the sword out easily. As I do, a man appears before me. He looks like he's in his early twenties, but he's pale -- its almost like he isn't there, or is a ghost or something.

He begins to speak to me of future events. As he does, I lay the sword flat across the alter, I'm looking at the blade as he speaks. He says something about James coming to power. That right now there is much fighting and destruction. But I must clear the way and prepare the world for John (although I'm sure he said James first, the rest of this references John).

The man continues saying that John will be faced with a decision which will determine whether or not he becomes king. So I understand that John is meant to do this, but if he decides wrong, then he won't become king. I also understand that John has not yet been born, but that the man talking to me is his spirit, before he incarnates. If John (the soul) makes the right decision, then I need to help him grow into his role. The fighting and wars will continue for 15-17 years. After that, peace will begin and John will rule as he is supposed to.

There was more to the dream, but the whole thing had a very old world, mid-evil feel to it.

Not sure of the symbology, but I thought I would share the sword part -- as it relates to your question.

[kromeknight]

Hello Novice
Thanks for your experience, the pieces to this puzzle will it seems take time to come together as it has become obvious that the sword in spiritual definitions is rare.  
Take care

[Fat_Turkey]

Err....what's a Sword of Truth?[xx(]

[kromeknight]

G'day Fat Turkey
lol I should explain it I guess. The interpretation is my own and I have no other base or reference to call it the sword of truth it just felt right years ago when I became aware of it. My last lucid dream kept the same theme as I held it, my awareness of what is true became clear and as I walked through my lucid dream coming into contact with people I could see the truth within them, seeing them for what they are a little bit like visual telepathy. but you have only my word for it lol...is it the truth I see or only my mind, what really is truth.
I'll give an example from my dream a woman was sitting on a park bench with her husband as I walked past I could see she was both sad and pregnant her thoughts were if she could depend on her husband and tell him of the new baby, they had other children and their marriage was in trouble. What I saw in him, he was nervous of her mood because he was having an affair.
Was it just my mind or something deeper more spiritual, hopefuly one day I'll know more and have confirmation but for now it is my truth, when I hold the sword in lucid dreams and in part waking life.
The sword of intuition...no the sword of truth feels better for me.
Take care Fat turkey    

[kromeknight]

Hello Everyone
I just read Robert Bruce's account with the sword and have had the privilege of reading another by a member of AP a couple of weeks ago.
He sent me his account because I mentioned in an email were I had a lucid dream recently where I regained my sword of truth. I didn't post about it, although for me it was profound and great to have it in my possession again. I don't think I lost it but it was more of forgiveness, forgiving myself so I could wield it once more...long story. but it interests me greatly that the sword keeps coming to my attention, my personal experiences and with others by chance...or is it!
Bear with me as I briefly outline these moves of fate to come across others with Sword experiences and then hopefuly you will reply with your own experiences.      
I am a recluse and never deliberately attempt to make friends... another long story(you guys that know me should understand a little of why but there is much more to it) , but with one AP member I went out on a limb and emailed him in an attemtp to make friends. The sword came to the fore in our emails his experience with it is simular to RB's and mine in that the sword is of great value in spiritual terms and use, not something made within the astral like in other threads to play with , created at will with no meaning behind it.
Recieving the link to RB's Sword also was by some sort of direction, I haven't read much nor posted lately for many reasons but I did get caught up in one thread that lead me to find RB's Sword experience.
So to date there are three others apart from myself on AP that have a spiritualy powered Sword at hand. I would like to know of any others out there...and not the create ones but the Sword given by higher beings to aid you in your journey, those with them will understand what I mean.
I'll paste my past post on the sword although I didn't go into detail with them and haven't here also, this post is just to find others like RB and ..I wish I could name them but I think I might need there approval first, hopeful they will read this and come forward. Anyway my past post on the Sword.
 Posted - 14 July 2003 :  23:34:46        
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Hello Sweet Celestrial Sounds
I wonder if these trolls beings are in the same category as the 'old Hage' that torments pll. Thanks for posting your encounter and good on you for going back and kicking butt
I'll take advantage of the thread title and post one of my battles
The scene was a subway station I became aware while in a telephone booth. As I looked around I said " I have to go" and hanged up the phone. Human looking beings around 20 or so were looking at me in a cold menacing stare as they encircle the booth at a distances. The lucid dream occurred in my Church age So my immediate reaction was to draw my sword of truth in challenge. As they rushed towards me I spoke in tongues and let loose with my sword, shortly after I blacked out. I'm not sure if I was in a lower astral plane or a lucid dream as I switched from first to third person view...I was third person as I saw my double in the phone box then it was all first person view.. anyway. Glad your back Celestrial sounds  

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Think deep, fly high
krome

Posted - 09 June 2003 :  04:41:54        
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I was waiting for that to come up, lol checking my creditably
ok I spontaneously astral projected as a child to my school in real time I'm not sure if that should be classed as an obe.
I have awakened from sleep, in real time flying above my childhood home several times. I've had countless lucid dreams were I'd be fighting demons with a sword ( I used to think of it as the sword of truth) in my Church days .
I became aware in a dream to astral fly in a beautiful sea side landscap (not of this world). There maybe others that I can't think of right now but anyway I went through a time that I didn't or couldn't remember AP/obe'ing. but for the last 3/4? months I've been trying techniques to regain the ability and vividness of my past experiences with great success and progess. Until 4? weeks ago (see my post on mysticweb). Well.. now I am having trouble even seeing vivid astral visions while practicing, sad because I almost always had great visual responces and astral movement every time. I still have some good practise experiences but none as good as before mysticweb. well that's it in brief and I probably left out some think important that I can't remember right now but I hope that it answers your question. Like I said earlyer there are many ppl who can help on this forum, with alot more experience than me in the astral I'm just a novice in training I guess.

Heres the link to Robert Bruces experience

http://www.astralpulse.com/articles/robert/articles_8.htm
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Ok  I hope you reply in the sincerity of your Sword experiences.
Thanks