My Quest and Zombies

I am back . There are many things occurring in my life at this time both in the mundane and the spiritual . As it is with living as soul in a human body there is the quest for balance.

I will do a bit of catch up but try to keep it short. In my absence from this blog, I have been bouncing between many projects. The physical world has been taken up my my gardens, the health issues with my husband's mother, children issues and all the other issues we all face every day.

For my spiritual time I have begun a quest/journey. I am not sure of how many readers are familiar with Shamanism but I am preparing to take the journey to heal and bring back the fragmented parts of my soul that have splintered off due to much trauma. Both in this life and most likely past lives. I thought I had done this already but I haven't. I covered a gaping wound of only the things I thought had traumatized me in this life. But..... in all reality I need to go further back and find those missing parts of myself and integrate them back in. I need to heal myself before I can ascend to the next level. There is much more to this then thinking "positive" or other such psychological theories. This is getting down and dirty to all the things I have done, the soul contracts that I have made, etc. I am one of those you would call a "Seeker". I will always ask questions. As a free-thinker, I will not follow blindly the words of others. I have to test the waters. I have to live the experience. If it does not feel right, I will move on.

I have always been interested in Shamanism. I have a very strong link to animals and I was born with or recall my ability to travel the astral planes easily. But now I need to get more focused and I want to develop the skills I have. When time permits I will still be sharing my dream travels but also my journey to find my wounded self. Where my original wound started. I have a feeling this may take weeks or months. I will not rush this important step. Well that is it for catch up time. I do hope that those who are interested in this blog will check out my past posts. You may get a bit more information as to who I am and what I am all about. One thing can be sure... I am an enigma. Always changing. A puzzle. Aren't we all?

Dream#1: Zombies

I am in a large debilitated building. There are boards with nails lying about, the windows are all broken in and the worse thing of all is that there are zombies attacking the living. They are not eating people but stealing their life force. I do not want to lose my life. I choose to live and with that thought I run into another part of the building. There seems to be an invisible barrier. I thought it was just a partition but it plunges me into this totally dark room. I hear people moaning and shuffling about. They are afraid and cannot find their way out. I can see through the dark to the figures searching for light anything to release them from their prison. The do not see me. A few bounce off of me. I immediately plunge back to where the zombies were.

I realize that the zombies really are not chasing me as I thought. I see a spiral staircase and curious, I start climbing, all the while hoping that the zombies are too dumb to follow. I do not look back at the zombies or the room of lost souls.

I reach what looks to be an attic. There is a young woman waiting there for me. She is very pretty but she looks very sad. She is wearing a Victorian type dress. She reminds me of Rapunzel held as a prisoner. I feel like jumping from this room. I get very scared. She just stands and looks at her feet in sadness. I jump out but as I land on a nearby balcony I change my mind and go back into the room to the sad lady. I ask her who she is and in reply she shows me a full length mirror. End of dream.

Interpretation: (Spiritual/Psychological) I will start at the end of this dream. After thinking this through. I am the girl trapped in the attic. She was me. A clue? Wanting to escape but does not know how. I felt the need to go back and help her. Is she the first step on my quest for my finding the missing pieces. I believe so.

I really do not dream often of zombies. As a matter of fact I am one of those that if I watch a horror movie it will not make me have bad dreams. It has been a very long time since I watched a horror movie. I choose not to let those things enter into my mind anymore.

Monsters, zombies, vampires etc. are parts of ourselves we do not want to face or it can be parts of our lives we do not want to face. In my dream I took a step back and was really not intimidated by them. I did not run from them in fear but out of general annoyance. Fears that I have that may not be real? Thus calling the zombies, "dumb"? Are these supposed fears the things that drains our life's energies? A definite yes!!

The room of dark souls was one of the worse places I have been to. There have been others. The air was thick. The darkness was choking. I call it the room of lost souls because that was the first thing that came to mind. I was in there for probably a micro second. Could this also indicate a place I need to face in order to find my own lost pieces/soul?

The attic is symbolic in that is the upper chakras or reaching for the higher self. The messenger in the dream was myself. The lost and lonely girl waiting to be rescued. Very powerful dream.