One by one, each person disappears. I understand that they are disappearing into a tessaract, a parallel world, a place larger on the inside than it is on the outside. I follow, and I see that there can also be tessaracts within tessaracts, places larger and more rich than whichever one I'm in presently.
When I wake, I realize that this dream is about pachas, pacha meaning 'place-time' in the Quechua language, and a very important concept in the Andean Cosmology. Using methods of quietness akin to, but not exactly like, meditation, we can open ourselves to a new place-time within our present reality, a richer and more nuanced parallel place-time.
It is in these pachas, these places-times that we have our strongest connections to the Pachamama and to the Spirits.
Conversely, addiction to technology, smart phones, blogs :-) and television take us farther and farther away from these magical place-times.
