I went to sleep last night asking if there was a way to get the father energy that I never received as a child so that I could move beyond past limitations and lack of nurturance and guidance.
The first part of the dream, I was with a person and we were at some sort of juncture. I observed a spot where two lines converged at a point. On the point was a sort of manhole cover. It was complex in it geometric design, made of steel, and very large. The lines were electrical and carried a very large current. I watched as white light blazed down the lines, meeting at the point and energizing it. The person and I descended upon the point and he grasped it with his hands and gave it a large twist. The world around us changed as if an entire epoch had gone by. The sky changed colours. I felt history sinking and vanishing into time. This person did this four times until we had arrived at a particular place, and time settled in. It felt like the past although there was nothing recognizable, just a large deep golden sky, a setting or rising sun, and miles of brown earth with this large steel plate or portal in front of us.
