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Night School

Since 1988 I have been attending a series of special classes in my dreams. I have graduated from 4 separate “Night Universities” and today continue with taking special classes, but primarily I teach and do healing work in my dreams.

The dreams began shortly after my spiritual awakening in 1988. I had a near death experience after my family was involved in a car crash. Because of internal injuries I had emergency surgery that left an incision from pelvic bone to sternum. I woke in the hospital with several light beings around my bed. They had long delicate fingers that seemed to weave the air above my stomach. Explaining to me that the surgeon had done all he could to repair the damage, they began the delicate work of repairing the field above my body. I thought they were playing the piano. “We will show you this technique later,” they said. And they kept their promise. The first healing technique I was taught in night school was how to extend my fingers into long beams of light that could knit together what appears to me as a multi-layered grid surrounding the body.

The night school time has always occurred between 12:00 a.m. and 4:45 a.m. “Night School” dreaming begins after a short period of regular dreams that often intertwines the day’s events or situations. School often begins with an experience of traveling. When my night studies began in 1988 every dream began in the same way. I would be propelled through a tunnel of light. As time went on I became very curious and wanted to learn more about the tunnel. I learned to slow down and actually look at the tunnel. It was math formulas and geometric shapes. I have always thought it was humorous that this piece of information would be revealed to me since I have always had such trouble with numbers. The secret of the “tunnel formula” is definitely safe with me.

On the other end of the tunnel was always a park-like setting with a carved stone bench and a water fountain. A teacher would come towards me and we would walk or sit together and discuss what the class was to be about. My first classes were the longest, sometimes lasting several months on one concept. Other times a lesson would happen in one night. As I learned about one subject I would be offered opportunities in waking state following the teaching to test out the level of my new understanding.

I had been going to the temple courtyard in my dreams for over a year when I attended a slide presentation of sacred sites. One of the slides showed my bench. I got so excited I made the woman giving the presentation back the slide until I could really look at the picture. I explained the temple building to the side of the bench, the fountain and the hills that surrounded them. “It is exactly as you are saying. So you have been to Malta?” she asked. “Yes”, I answered, “last night in my dream I was there in class”. In my dream my Malta classroom is a thriving present time reality. The fountain bubbles and it is lush and green.

My first two years in night school was just like waking state. There was always a physical setting, like the Malta temple, and human beings. As time went on school became much more complicated. I began to experience myself and the other participants in different forms, such as dolphin-like beings, feline looking “lion persons”. The form that I take most frequently now is as a very tall light being. I realized that if my teachers would have started with these images it would have been too much for my sleepy humanness to take in. I am always grateful to my teachers for the gentle way they allowed me to grow. I strive to offer my students, both in day school and night school, the same gift.

Now my experience in night school varies depending on what I am doing. Sometimes the dreams begin with a meeting with other beings. Sometimes I go directly to a place and begin to work with someone. When I first began to receive teachings I thought all the teachers I worked with were angels or guides. As my work has grown to include doing teaching and healing in dreams, I now appear as that same kind of teacher I believed to be Angels.

Often my night school travels take me to a real earth location. I belong to a group of beings that work regularly on a specific tall narrow pyramid in Guatemala. From the top of this location I work with energies that are connected around the planet between this pyramid and other sacred sites. This next spring I will be traveling in waking state to visit this site.

Sometimes the people I work with in dreamtime find me. A woman came into my office for an appointment. She began to cry as she came in. She said she had a very difficult period the month before and had prayed for an Angel to help her. I had appeared in her dream comforting her and told her to “go see Cathy Pfeil”. I even spelled my name out for her explaining it was a difficult spelling. She was very surprised to find her special Angel was a regular person! I asked her what I was wearing in the dream and she described a new dress I had recently purchased. In her dream I appeared exactly as I am in waking life.

In dream state I created myself the same, no beautiful long legged body, no thick wavy hair, just me. I asked my night school teachers why I would do that if I could create myself anyway I wanted in dreams. “You can create yourself anyway you want in dream state, but you can in your waking life too”. He said, “You are completely your manifestation.”

Without fail as soon as night school ends I wake up. Waking up seems to be a method I use to help me remember my lessons. I then fall back to sleep and spend from 4:45 to the time I wake up in the morning taking specific questions into dream and receiving answers. I wake and sleep in cycles that allow me to maintain a lucid interactive state. I ask questions about the teachings I am receiving and about things happening in my personal life. I also spend time in active prayer and healing for people who have asked me to do long distance work with them.

I remember my dreams as if they are waking state. To me everything that happens in my dreams are as real as what happens in my waking life. One of the impacts this has had on my life is the realization that waking state is as richly symbolic as dream state. In my dream state I am involved in a moving tapestry of images and teachings in which I interact. I now live in my waking life in a tapestry of images that I interact with at the same level of lucidity and conscious creation.

If I have trouble interpreting what just happened or it seems too complicated, I ask for the teaching again in a simpler form. I know the next dream will be the simpler version. If I still don’t understand I keep asking for simpler dreams until it is clear. Then the dreams reverse and become more complicated until I am back at the original dream.

I keep a journal of my dreams and reread them frequently. As I continue to grow and change the level at which I understand the dreams increases. I have found dream interpretation books of little help in understanding my own dreams. Exploring my own dreams and what the symbols mean for me has been the best dream interpretation tool.

Moving from one “Night University” into another often includes a completion dream. I enjoy playing in my life, and my dream life is no different. A good completion dream for me needs all the trimmings receiving a grade, a gold crown, a party and the final ah-ha:

I had gone to participate a workshop. I was late getting there because I was teaching a class. I arrived just as the group was getting ready to walk down to another location near the water to continue their work. The woman and man who were leading the group handed me a small pouch with what I thought were Tarot cards, but I did not look.

I put the pouch down by my luggage and began to talk to the man and woman about what the class had been doing. They told me each group was setting their own criteria for the class and everyone already had partners except two. There was a woman who was working on issues concerning women and babies, and a man working on understanding Kundalini energy. I told them I would work with the man because I had already completed my studies on women and children.

I went to pick up my pouch and join the group when I saw it was missing. The instructors would not let me join the class without my bag and they all went on without me.

I began to search for my pouch. I was then in my own house and searched everywhere. There were great piles of art supplies and ritual objects under beds, in closets, everywhere. I looked in every place there was to look but could not find the pouch. I could hear the group drumming and singing and could see them when I looked out the window. I felt angry and frustrated.

Finally I decided that I was going anyway. As I was leaving the house I heard a piano playing very softly “Heart and Soul”. I went back into the house and there was a little spirit girl with dark hair and eyes at the piano. I went up to her and sat down on the bench. “It was so pretty”, she said. “I wanted it for myself so I took it” She pointed to the pouch on the top of the piano.

“How about if I make you another just like it?’ I asked, “I will begin working on it tonight and complete it a bit at a time until it is done, and you give me the bag so I can join the class?”

Two older spirit children appeared. An older brother and sister. “That is a great idea”, they said. I took the bag and for the first time opened it. Inside was a set of Tarot cards, but they were all blank.

I took the cards in the pouch and joined the class just as they were finishing. I was still thinking about the girl and the cards and wanted to share what had happened. I told the male instructor the story of the little spirit girl. He asked, “do you know what goes on the cards now?” I said “yes, half would be in-breaths and half would be out-breaths. The in-breath cards would all have adventures and events that have happened to me that have created on my path. The out-breath cards would be resting times and times when it appeared I was off track in my life. The cards were about me.” He took the stack of cards and wrote “A+” on the top one. “You passed the class Cathy. Looking through all of your important things from the past was part of it. Making the commitment to Spirit to create and see your life as both the in and out breath was the last part, you have graduated.”

We all went out and there was a big party going on. Everyone was in exotic costumes. I found a huge gold crown and put it on. It had two small statues of Kyan Yin on the top. Several other people had crowns on too. We talked about how much fun it was to play with the crowns.

I invite you to consider enrolling in this special night college. The curriculum is exciting and challenging. Don’t wait for a big crash in your life to begin on your spiritual path. Say yes to Spirit, yes to understanding your dreams and yes to the in-breaths and out-breaths of your life. It is the heart and soul in the circle of life. See you in class.