In that dream I saw Baba climbing down an invisible mountain. He was climbing or moving down backwards. There was no mountain but it seemed as though Baba was climbing down a mountain. 

As He was climbing down the mountain, He did some special gestures where the vertex of one triangle became the starting point of the creation of another triangle, which in turn became the starting point of the creation of another triangle, which in turn became the starting point of the creation of another triangle and so on and so forth. He was going down from the top to the bottom in a triangular fashion and always had His back facing me.

As He was proceeding downwards, suddenly He fell a bit. He landed on a big lotus flower that turned around in circles. Baba smoothly slid down from it and continued climbing down the invisible mountain. Then, He fell again a bit and into another beautiful and big lotus flower. It too, turned around in circles with Baba sitting on it and, as before, He slid down this lotus flower and landed right on another lotus flower, which likewise was circling around itself with Him and eventually let Baba slide down from it. It was as if Baba was playing a children’s game with these lotus flowers. 

In between His climbing down and the play of lotus flowers, He sometimes appeared before me at a few steps distance, looking at me with a loving smile and waving me unto Him as if signalling me to accompany Him. This happened two or three times. 

Ánanda Sútram, 4-1 and 4-2:

4-1. Triguńátmiká srśt́imátriká asheśatrikońadhárá.

The tri-attributional primordial force (progenitrix of creation) flows on in endless triangular forms.

4-2. Tribhúje Sá svarúpaparińámátmiká.

In the triangle of forces, the three attributes of Prakrti are locked in endless mutual transformation.