A Teacher

Well, I now know where the aggressive dream came from the other night. There was a major meltdown yesterday between my son, his girlfriend, my ex mother-in-law and me. It was really bad. I got sucked into something. I was more or less collateral damage. I suspect that my son was being dishonest and had went to his grandmother with complaints. He is a new father and under a lot of stress. I understand that. His relationship with his girlfriend has been shaky from the start. I have always been a positive force in their lives. I give advice when asked for it but somehow communications broke down and all hell broke loose. I suspect mercury in retrograde could be a contributor. All I know is that when the dust settled down in the war zone all I could say was, "Now how in the hell did that happen?" I tried to mend things up as best as I could. This is some major karma being worked out with my son. I know how extremely hard it is. He is at the same spot I was when I was his age. All I can do is step back and let him make his own choices. Anyway, last night was a good dream to tie in with the days events. It was a good message.

Dream: A Teacher

I am visitor in a town. It has just finished raining. The streets are wet. I know I am to meet my class and teacher at one of the houses on this street. I come to a familiar brick house and go around to the side of the house since I am not a visitor but one who is part owner ?

I walk down the hall and see that some of my classmates have already left. Oh no! I am late. A young man comes over and tells me that the teacher wants to speak to me alone. I am a bit apprehensive as to which teacher I have to speak with. Some of my teachers are very tough.

I walk up to a door that is very large door with intricate carvings. Just as I lean close to read them the door swings open and I walk in to see one of my teachers. He is firm but very nice. I feel more at ease. He tells me to stand in front of me and he place his hand on my forehead. I close me eyes and see a strange ocean that is more green then blue. I start to calm down. I open my eyes and he is smiling. I guess I am not in trouble. He laughs and tells me that I need to be more confident in who I am .

I ask him if I should be going with the other students since I am a bit worried about being late. He tells me that I am going to get one on one lessons this time. He walk s over to a huge bookcase and starts to pull out various books only to put them back. Okay.... now what am I suppose to do?

He turns around and takes my hand. I touches my ear and I start to hear a song. It is Elvis Presley singing. He is singing the song, "Little Misunderstanding. " We start laughing. Is this my lesson? He goes back to his books and points to the door. A little less talking and a lot more action is the message. Received loud and clear. End of dream.


Interpretation: I feel no need to interpret this one to death. This was one of my guides and I asked for help and he gave me the answer. The green waters was a healing of the psyche. I went through a tough battle that I apparently was warned about the night prior to it. Geesh I got that wrong. I was not beating the hell out of myself as I suspected. I have to quit assuming the worse when it comes to myself. I always think I am falling short when really I am going about my path as I should be. That was a very comforting message. Thank you very much!


Please if you wish,I posted the song for those who may want to listen to the message. I am not an Elvis fan at all so that made it even more interesting.

A Little Less Conv...

Aggressiveness and Flying Fairies

A polar night of dreams. It was one of those nights where I kept waking up feeling like I slept for eights hours when in fact I only slept for about thirty minutes. I had a full night of dreams but narrowed it down so as not to overload my readers. :o)


Dream #1: Aggressiveness

I am flying over a forest. There are times when all I see is sky and clouds. I do not want to go any lower but I feel something pulling me down. I get very frustrated and try to lift myself up but I feel dense. Heavy.

I see a dark gloomy building made of iron. It is a bit scary but I know I have to go in. I open the door which us cold and heavy. I feel dirty just being in this place but every time I try to take off I am being forced back down. I hate this feeling. I am frustrated at the current events.

I walk down a dark hallway. the only light I see is a grimy dim light coming from a room.I know I need to get this over with. What choice do I have?

As soon as a enter a woman in her late 50's grabs my arm and pulls at me. She is very heavy and I struggle to get away from her. She does not want me to leave. She wants to keep me trapped in this horrid place. I will not be trapped by this person! I struggle and seeing that she will not let go I start hitting her. She still will not let go! I swing her to the side and her head hits the wall. I get even more angry. I did not know I could ever feel so much rage. I think I am feeling her rage. Why is she so angry ?What does she want? I try to talk to her but she will not talk to me. This infuriates me. I do not want to hit her so I try to "fly" out but once more she pins me down. I go at her with fists flying. I cannot release her grip so I think to myself that the best thing to do is "wake up". End of dream.

Interpretation: (Psychological) This dream is one of the kind I would prefer not have. Obviously I am not being honest about a part of my life. I know which one that is. That is finances. I will try not to get lengthy with the explanation but it has been two years since I have been unable to work outside the home. I have seizure disorder that came from out of no where and because of it I had to quit my job. We had to sell my car and now have only the one. I live in a very rural area so there is no such thing as being able to commute to a "job". Jobs in my area are slim to none. This is incredibly frustrating. I have applied for online jobs with zero results. It is as if I am in the middle of a desert running low on water and trying my damn best to find more resources. Payperpost is a joke. I cannot survive on $60 per month!!!! I even tried to get with other type programs and they never even got back with me. It makes no sense. It is as if I am a dead zone far as this part of my life goes. I do think positive. I keep on keeping on and nothing. After awhile even the most positive person gets frustrated with blocks. Obviously I am pissed and have not allowed myself to accept that I not happy with this part of my life. And yet I thought I was doing the right thing by not giving into this type of energy.

The woman though she did not look like me, was probably me. I was showing self-hatred at myself for being a failure. Unable to do anything about my working life. Arg!!!! This is a hurdle I have to figure how to get over. I am doing so well in all areas of my life but this one. :o(


There it is out in the open.


Dream#2 Flying Fairies/Light Beings


I am in a strange place that I have visited before. The people here are not human. The landscape is a bit different then Earth. The grass is a blue green. This is just a small part of this place. Once you go beyond the green there is a vast landscape of pure crystals. The light is blinding at times. We love to go to this part but most of us return crying because we are sad. One of my friends are nearby. She is one of my "classmates". She is wearing a pretty blue dress. I am wearing a lavender one. I watch as she takes off. She has small delicate wings. She is visiting the bright crystal city. She turns into a beam of light that streaks across the sky. I decide to stay back. I need to think. End of dream.

Interpretation: Astral travel for sure. I have visited this place many times in this incarnation. When I was little I woke up with just bits and pieces and as I have matured the visits get more clear. I have met a few other people. Complete strangers who have had similar dreams of this crystal world. Another dimension? Another world then our own. I am maybe stretching the limits but I believe we are all connected to One Source. I also believe that we all are not of human origin. As I may have mentioned before I have never felt connected to this body. It is dense. Cumbersome and heavy as are the emotions and energies of this planet. The closet explanation is that I am not truly a human soul but one of many other light beings that chose to learn here. Pleiadians come to mind and I devoured the information when I first stumbled upon it.

What and where is this place. Why have others had visions and dreams of this place? Just like the triple digits showing up in my life I found that there is a growing number of people undergoing massive changes. The number phenomenon started for me a year or so ago and have not let up. The numbers change but I get 11:11, 111, 1212 and 555. Lately, 444 has been added. It may be crazy to the masses but for those of us with open minds and hearts. This is the real deal.


To add to the soup. I have not been able to wear a watch for the past 15 years or so. I have tried. My mother sent me one for Christmas. A very nice one. I have looked at it but have been reluctant to take it out of the box. Last week I wore it for a few hours while my husband and I ran our errands but took it off as soon as we returned home. So far so good. I put it on this past Monday and while sitting in the waiting room at the doctors office waiting for my husband I looked down to see that it had stopped. I guess I have to give up on the watch deal.

Electrical things do not do well around me. I go through light bulbs by the case. I just blew out the ones in my workout room upon entering this morning. I went through two personal cd players and a cassette player this past month. Electrical devices have always started to act wonky around me. I have read of all the different explanations . I think it could be a form of uncontrolled telekinesis. Thoughts? Just throwing out a nibble to any of those reading that have any thoughts or theories. Or perhaps share in this phenomena.

Reflection and Quiet Time

I know I have been quiet with this blog the past week but I have been in a very quiet and reflective mood. My dreams have been of the nature of my past mistakes, demons, negative choices, pains,etc. They were not nightmares but more of a review of where I have been. I think it is a cleansing of sorts. That is the only way I can explain it. Also I have had periods of extreme polar emotions. From super excited to withdrawn and introverted. No this is not a manifestation of bi-polar disorder. I worked in the mental health field and it doesn't happen over night. This is a spiritual sorting of energies. Releasing the old to herald new higher vibrations.

I must make note that my fur friends have taken a special interest in me. Even more so then they usually do. They seem to be picking up on my changing moods. When I am excited they are excited. When I am withdrawn and quiet so are they. My husband has noticed and commented as to what in the hell am I doing. :o)

The cats especially are clinging and wherever I have sat they are rushing to take that spot. This has cause some hissing amongst them being that they are territorial. Today, I felt the need to just rest silently. I can best describe as letting go of all thoughts and emotions. I felt no need to exist. I do not mean this in any negative way at all. I did not fall asleep as I thought I would. I am learning to go with the flow with these rhythms of life. By paying attention to my whole being I think as time progresses we all will find new and sometimes strange things occurring. Eventually we all will come to understand what great things lie ahead.

Blessings to all who chose to travel with me today.

Needing Help Connections

Alas the last few days have been a bit overloaded with the mundane but I do have a very interesting dream to share that became a psychic message. Read on. ...

Dream#1: Needing Help

I am on top of a hill where there are noisy dirt bikes and ATV's. They are trespassing and I find them highly annoying. I do not waste my time thinking negative but "float" down to a deeper wider part of the hill. I walk on a stone wall and come to a building. I walk through but no one is there so I walk back out. I see two young women. Twins? They are holding hands and singing. They are very happy and smiling at me. They stop singing and one of them asks, "Where are you going?" I stop and "feel" needed. I tell them I have to get back home.

"Where do you live?" They now ask in unison.

I begin to answer a street where I lived as a teenager but I stop and become fully aware.

"No that is not where I live. I need to get back to _____ Road!" I shout out my current address in my waking world.

I start flying very fast. End of dream.

Before I completely wake I think to myself. The dog threw up. What!?! I finally wake up fully and start my day.

Interpretation: (Occult) I was really honing in on my empathic/psychic abilities. I will start with the dog. Before I can get fully dressed the cats are crying to be fed so that is my first priority. Either that or I will have a mutiny on my hands. Then I take care of myself.

I slept in the guest room which I have already figured out is a very special room. Lot's of paranormal activities and good vibes take place in this room. My husband was very bad with his snoring so I left him and our dog Loki in there together.

Anyway, I went into the bedroom to take Loki out to pee, since he is a lazy old bum dog and will hold it until doomsday. As I turn on the light my husband wakes up to tell me, "Watch out. The dog threw up last night."

What? No way. Loki never throws up. Maybe I heard him throw up while dreaming. No to that theory because I keep a fan on at night to drown out any noise so I can sleep. Many times I have had my husband walk in to tell me to get up because the cats are crying outside my door. So, I was really not able to hear Loki throw up in another room in another part of the house. Why did I get this tidbit? Probably so I would not start the day by stepping in dog yuck. A small thing but one that I appreciate. Little nudges count too.

That was number one that happened. My next nudge from the astral realms was when I went outside to feed my outdoor cats. They are a bit wild so they live happily out there. As I was feeding the kitties a truck started to pull around in the neighbors driveway. As he pulled away his brake lights came on and he backed up to where I was standing. We live at the dead end of a road.


Before he even put his window down I knew he had lost something. A lot of people get lost on our road because it is a bit of labyrinth in places. This was not the case.

He asked me if I had seen a yellow lab mix? It was a girl and her name was Dixie. I asked him where he lived in case I saw her. He lived on the main road about a mile from my house. I told him that I would keep an eye out for her.

Here is the next strange thing. As my husband and I came home from shopping yesterday afternoon we passed that place and I asked him , "I wonder who moved into that log cabin? I think the prior owners were lucky to sell it so fast. "

I usually do not give a rat's butt about such things. May mean absolutely nothing but it seems interesting that the chain of events happened as they did.

I have not seen Dixie the missing lab but I send my positive thoughts that she find her way home safely. Labs usually do after they had their fun.

There was a bit of symbolism in this dream . I think when I chose to remove myself from the noisy part this was me moving away from the chatter of the conscious mind. I notice that in the beginning of my travels I seem to go through some sorting before I get to the good stuff. There are many nights I have the house-cleaning dreams. These dreams are bits of info carried over from the day or from some other time. They are disorganised bits of info with no clarity, rhyme or reason. It is like the subconscious with Attention Deficit Disorder . I am glad that over the years I can easily discern which is which.

Back to the subject at hand. As I dropped down this was my decision to drop into a deeper state of the subconscious. The rich inner world that we all can tap into for bits of information. Some are outright clear while most are deeply shown in symbols.

The twins were me. Aspects of younger self. I have been going through a lot of healing and it showed in this dream by the singing girls holding hands. I have embraced broken parts of the self and this has helped me to become whole in a shamanistic sense. This is a process I started eleven years ago. There are a lot of fragmented parts of the psyche that needed to be reincorporated due to the trauma I experienced in this incarnation . It has been difficult at times but so fulfilling when I have realized I reached a goal that I came into this world to do.

Fire and Snake Bite

Lot's of dreams last night. The snake bite was so real I woke up with my leg feeling heavy and hot to the touch. The mind is so suggestive.


Dream#1: Fire

I am out in my front yard calling for my kitties because it is time to eat. It is a warm summer day. All the trees are green as well as the bushes and shrubbery. I see my orange lilies have bloomed. As I look out across the field beside my house I see the grass catch on fire. It quickly jumps from spot to spot. I have no idea why it started. Did I do it? I look down at my feet and see a fire (which is white) right in front of them! I shake my feet and back away. I think I am going to get burned but I don't. The fire in the field seems to be in control of itself. It does not spread beyond the field. I walk towards the field curious as to how it started. End of dream.

Interpretation: (Psychological/Spiritual) I have been having dreams of fire lately. This is an element that I have never been comfortable around. I am an air sign and fire to me seems so "wild". Of course too much of any element can produce some negative results.

I think the fire dream and the snake dream which I will discuss next is tied together in a message. There is a strong indication through daily meditations, daily routines and dream travel that suggest a spiritual transformation taking place. I have been restless, excited, my taste in foods have changed and just the feeling of being on the edge and ready to jump. Not in a negative way but in an eager positive way.

In a prior post I spoke of the kundalini force. Though it usually occurs with yogis and with the extreme discipline of ritual it can be awakened. But there are also spontaneous awakenings. This is what appears to be taking place with me. Not to get too personal but my sexual drive has been off the charts which is another sign that the great creative force is waking up within. About a month ago I was feeling little spasms along my spine. I thought at first it may be a bug and I would pull my shirt off for my husband to look. Nothing. I have no idea if this is just a physical issue or of the spiritual, perhaps both.


In order to better focus this energy I have decided to do the yoga to allow the chakras to open up properly. I am taking this very seriously and it at times is a bit overwhelming. If there are any readers that have been through this or have advice I am all ears. Thank you.


Dream#2: Snake Bite

I am walking down a quite road. There are no people or cars on this road. There is complete silence. I see a white house and there are puddles of water lying in the yard that faces the road that I am walking on. I walk to the water and see leaves floating on the water which is actually clear and not muddy. I see something moving thinking it is a frog. I lean down to get a closer look. I am shocked to see a snake curled up hiding among some of the leaves. I could swear it had not been there before. I back away and there is another one to the right of me. I almost stepped on it! I hope that they are not poisonous. I lean quietly to the snake to my left and it seems docile. I see though that it is a rattlesnake when it shakes the end of its tail! Oh shit! I know before it happens that I am going to be bit. I always know. I become lucid at this point. I see the rattlesnake to my right lunge for my leg. I feel my heartbeat race as it sinks its fangs deeply into my leg. I know that it is painless but my conscious mind is screaming that it hurts and I am going to die. I do not want to leave to dream so I relax and grab the snake gently by its head and it is still plunging its poison deep into me. I can feel the fang releasing as I tilt the head backwards. It leaps from my hand and goes back to its spot and curls up. I want to run screaming but I walk away in respect for what took place. I turn to look back and the snakes are gone. My leg feels very heavy. My whole body feels heavy. I feel full. End of dream.

Interpretation: (Spiritual) The snake has my regular readers know, have appeared at different points in my life. Both in the physical and astral. Though I work with animal totems, it was just a few years ago that I accepted snake as one to work with. I had to get over the negative associations with and evolve to a new level of understanding for my spiritual growth. This was not easy as snakes are generally feared by most humans. Needless to say I still have no desire to have one as a pet. I think they should be free to roam. Thank you very much. :o)

In my waking world I have been very close to actually being bitten numerous of times. I was around six when I almost trapped on one. I was playing with my dolls outside in the grass which needed a good mowing and as I went to stand up I heard a blood curdling scream from my mother. There draped over my feet was a snake! I think as long as they are "draping" they are not in the pissed mode to bite. My dad came from god knows where and grabbed me. I think the snake was killed. General principal when people see snakes. It must be noted that I will not kill snakes or any animal for that fact. Not my cup of tea to go around killing "just because".

Another incident was in my 20's I just missed sitting on a copperhead. He was curled but showed no interest in biting my butt or anything else of importance in that general area. Thank goodness.

In my dreams the snakes have been there from as long as I remember dreaming. They would bite me and occasionally I would be swallowed by them. As I became more curious about the spiritual and symbolism I discovered this was not a bad thing. It is actually a good thing.

Snakes to me are infusing knowledge. Snakes are both indicators of spiritual healing and spiritual awakening. See how the fire and snake dream come together as one message? Am I waking up? I say that I am. But I am not arrogant or egotistic to think that I am better or that I am above others. Not true. I know that awakening is just one of many steps to take on this spiritual path I have chose.
Blessings.

Egyptian Ties

In my dream post on Sunday, Scarab Beetles I made note of past lives and how they affect or carry over lessons and knowledge. Reincarnation like all beliefs is a very personal choice. Many in the western world may not share these same beliefs and I respect that. However, my opinions are based solely on my own personal experience living in this body and the fact that I have had recall of former lives when I was just a small child. I was too young and too inexperienced to have been exposed to influences such as television, movies, books, etc. I was busy watching Sesame Street and The Flintstones. :o)

In a regression there were at least two times that I reincarnated in Egypt or surrounding areas. My first incarnation during was of an Egyptian Priest. There were many types of Priests during that time and each had a very important role. I think I was a "Sem" priest. From what I saw and then verified through research. I was in charge with preserving the bodies and preparing the rather elaborate sending off of the bodies into the afterlife. I was obsessed with perfection. This was drilled into me.

As a Sem Priest I would go into trances to speak to the dead. My role took on not of caring for the living but for the dead as they journeyed to the other side. This past life was a bit scanty in memory. I have always been curious about death. Not in the morbid sense but what happens in the in-between time and once we reach the other side.

This incarnation may extend the soul memory of communicating with the dead. I get visits from those who passed over in my dreams. I also while in very deep meditation can make contact. Though I do not encourage the use of spirit boards I have tried those in the past with great caution. I did not use an Ouija board but an Angel Psychic Circle board. I was able to gather some pretty accurate information for the loved when inquiring. I would specifically ask questions for which had no clue as to the answer. Very personal questions as to test the waters.

I do know that I was obsessed of dying from since I was around four. This may be due to trauma at birth. The obsession eventually grew into curiosity. Christianity was not very supportive of my gifts from the word go. It could be why I could not connect with organized religion. I feel too constrained when restricted to inquire about the occult mysteries of life. I learned quite young to keep my mouth shut about those taboo subjects. Death in the West is still to this day treated with fear, anxiety and loathing. Funerals are really for the living but I have already expressed how I want my passing over to be performed. I have raised a lot of eyebrows. Especially when I said I do not want a Christian burial and that I want a huge celebration after any ceremony. Hey, it is tough learning and living and when it is time to let go it should be done with relief and joy.

Okay the second Egyptian life was very brief. I was a young girl and died from disease. This could be again my fear of death at a young age. It is such a paradox....afraid of death but very curious in it.

In conclusion the only thing that really carried over from this life is my respect for the dead and dying. I never thought of becoming a mortician I have had friends interested in pathology. I feel that my exposure to doing trance work is an ability carried over as well as the belief in the afterlife and reincarnation.

Life is complex in and of itself and when you add reincarnation to the soup for some it can be overwhelming. Most pasts lives are unremarkable but the few that may come through are the ones that have lessons and or abilities that have been added to the souls journey. I do hope that my readers have enjoyed what I feel is a rather private part of my life.

I shall share in the future of my German past life which carried over into this life very well. This life did not end well. I was a young German nurse in her early 20's and was discovered helping Jewish people. I will most likely have to do this in parts as the memories are very vivid and there is much to share.

Wishing you all the best on your own astral journeys.

Antique Wars?

Antique Wars

I am looking out of the window in the guest room and I see my mother talking to my neighbor. They are having a friendly chat and apparently discussing flowers. My neighbor is showing my mother the various flowers in her garden. I go outside to join in but we are no longer at the neighbors house we are back in a home we lived in when I was a child.

As I enter the childhood home I am immediately in the attic. There are antique stocked in boxes and some are lying on wooden tables and benches. My mother is very excited as she rummages thorough glass pieces and vintage clothing. I ask her what she is doing and she replies, "I am getting some of these old things for the Antique Wars." What? I ask her again but she is too busy to answer.

I look at what she has gathered and I see an old iron that did not use electricity. Also there were green glass conductors once used on electric poles. I asked her once again what were the Antique wars and this time she replied, "You know it is suppose to snow Thursday?"

"Where is it suppose to snow?" I ask her since we have been both in Mississippi and Pennsylvania.

She answers that it will snow the third week of January.

Well to me that is no big deal. It is Winter so the chances of snowing anywhere is highly likable.

I want to ask her more questions but she is busy preparing for her "Antique Wars".

Interpretation: (Psychological) This one took some thought. First question would be did I discuss anything about antiques with my mother? Nope. Flowers? Nope.....Hmm.....

I will have to translate what the subconscious is trying to tell me in symbols.

When my mother visited me she stayed in my guestroom which is also the most haunted room in the house. It is a very positive energy that resides there. Our ghost cat likes to lie on the bed and you can hear classical music. All the animals in the house gravitate to this room. I sleep better in this room and even my son when he visited said was so relaxed and when he would wake up in the mornings he could swear he was back home in his own bed. I think this area of the house lies on a positive ley line or that another dimension runs through here. It is unlike any room I have ever been in. Anyway, I suspect that I used this room to view how my mother sees my life and where I live. She approves. And though she did not meet my neighbor she did tell me that she liked the very quiet area in which I lived in.

The second part of the dream takes me back to one of the first places I recall living in as a small child. It was an old farmhouse and we lived in just the one half. The other part was unused. This is where I saw and heard my first ghosts. They would whisper and sparkle in certain corners. That is how I saw them... sparkles that flitted about and disappeared as quick as they appeared.

The sorting through antiques could be sorting through ancestral memories. Why war popped up I do not know. Perhaps I misinterpreted and it simply meant that as my mother and I both are maturing we seem to be recalling the good old days more then we ever did. We are connecting more as mother and daughter finally after many years of estrangement.

This dream is just a bit iffy. I do not seem to get any specific grasp or true message. If anything it was interesting in viewing.

Scarab Beetles

I had a lot of cleaning dreams last night. Sorting and shuffling through images with absolutely no substance so I shall not dwell on those. Let the subconscious do its job. I did have a good solid dream towards early morning.

The Scarab Beetles

I am in a greenhouse/conservatory? There are a lot of gardeners tending to strange looking plants, from bonsai to giant prehistoric looking ferns. At one area I see that there are Venus fly traps and other type carnivorous plants. Their gardeners seem to care for them very much. The plants in this place are very healthy. I walk around taking in all the beautiful flowers. There is so much color in this room. A little girl catches my attention. She is in an area that is used to plant seedlings. She hunches down to look at the wall in front of her. I am shocked to see large scarabs crawling out of the dirt and onto her back. I shout to her to get out of that dirt. She ignores me and some more of the scarabs scramble over her little body. The beetles are carrying red stones. I want to help her but she seems to like the beetles. I watch as they scurry in an out of the dirt. I realize now that the little girl is doing her job. She is a caretaker of the scarabs. End of dream.

Interpretation: (Spiritual/occult) Now this dream was far out! I had to do some serious searching as to what the message was and then it hit me full blast. This was a message of rebirth and regeneration of the soul. The scarab/dung beetle was very sacred to the Egyptians. According to mythology the beetle made the first man and woman from clay. The red stone most likely was the beetle carrying the Sun. The little girl was an aspect of myself. Upon deeper meditation I realized she was the image of me when I was a little girl of around three.

I have been making strides as a spirit this past year. After what seemed to be a long dry spell, I broke through. The first part was accepting myself and my gifts for which I have kept suppressed. I have known from a very young age that my dreams would come true, that I lived here before in another body. I also could"feel" others but because of my religious upbringing I kept all of these things to myself. These were subjects that I knew I was not suppose to discuss. I do recall when I was around five and very upset, telling my mother that she was not my mother that I was her mother. She slapped me. :o(

At the age of 39, I finally told my mother of my psychic abilities and being an empath. I soon found out that she also is an empath. She did not realize it and now I am helping her to recognize her own abilities. It is like a huge light bulb turned on and my spiritual radar tapped into my true essence.

Far as the Egyptian symbolism goes this could be a past life memory coming forth because that life is now needed in my current lessons. During a regression I went back to at least two incarnations in ancient Egypt. No I was not royalty. I get a tickle when people come up with that.
I will post more details into my Egyptian incarnations. These past lives are why I have a strong link with communicating with those who have passed on. My astral travels also can be attributed to another past life in which this knowledge has carried over into this life. I will not go off on too many tangents as it may get confusing . But this dream seems to have nudged me to discuss some of my incarnations.

Okay... back to the interpretation before I got sidetracked. The plants represented the various aspects of growth..... from the primitive to the more evolved.

This dream was a message concerning the transformation of myself. A rebirth. I am nurturing new aspects of myself. It is all coming together and I have more clarity in who and what I am to do in this incarnation. I must admit I am excited. I have waited so patiently for this to happen. I had a lot of healing to do to get to this point.

Pregnant Again and Parking

These two dreams stood out the most. The one is a message of spiritual nature for me and the other was a blatant in being a house-cleaning dream.

Dream#1: Pregnant Again

I am at the doctors office for a routine checkup. I am waiting patiently in a typical room with a chair, table, sink, a sphygmomanometer (for blood pressure),and of course I am wearing a flimsy cold cotton gown with my everything hanging out. The doctor comes in and tells me that I am pregnant. Pregnant! Not again. I tell her that it must be a big mistake. She tells me no and lays her hand just below my navel. My belly becomes very hot and I can feel something moving inside. I am very shocked.

"Will it be normal?" I ask her.

She nods in affirmation that my pregnancy is normal. I get dressed and leave in a daze. How can I be pregnant? I walk through the door of the hospital and into a brilliant blinding sun. End of dream .

Interpretation: (Spiritual) Last year I had come through some trying times. More of patience in my spiritual growth then anything else. I broke through some barriers and emerged with some new found knowledge. I am applying my gifts more then what I had been. Dreaming of being pregnant is absolutely no wishes or desires to be physically pregnant. This is a spiritual pregnancy. I suspect that I am going to tap into more of who I really am and accepting my responsibilities as a soul evolving. I am currently working in expanding my knowledge in developing my psychic gifts. I know that I am an empath but I need to learn to control it better. I am very excited thus far with my results. I know that discipline and focus is a must. As well as patience. That is the hardest thing of all that we as humans have to deal with.

Dream #2: Parking

I am coming out of what looks like a roller rink. It is some type of public place. I am looking for a place to park and the parking lot is absolutely full. I finally find a spot beside a large SUV. I start to pull in and the driver decides to move his truck partially into my parking spot. As I finish parking I scrape the whole side of my car with his truck. I get angry. What a jerk! He pulls out and stands there smirking. I ask him what in the hell does he think he is doing? He gets back in his truck and takes off without saying one damn thing!

Interpretation :(House-cleaning) Oh this one is so easy. Our brains are sponges. They soak everything in. Things we may not realize. When it comes with dreams after awhile with practice you will see where some dreams are coming from. Our subconscious talks to us in symbols. Sometimes we are having dreams in which we are given answers to questions or responding to psychological issues that may exist both in the present and the past. Then there are the dreams that come from the psychic/spiritual side. Information is given I believe according to your current belief system as a soul. Then we have these type of dreams such as my parking dream ..... the house-cleaning ones. Example: You had a bad day at the office with your co-workers, the phones kept ringing and the paperwork piled up. That night you may dream about pigs chasing you around your living room with paper towels littering the entire room. Get it? Or in my case I watched Judge Alex yesterday and it was a case about a young lady going to soccer practice and she hit the side of a mans truck. That was too easy but in case I have new readers this can shed some light on how the mind incorporates the waking life with the subconscious. I usually do not post these type. They really do not have any meaning. It is just the brain doing its job of sorting and storing info.

The Black Clouds of Ooze

The Black Clouds of Ooze


I am what looks to be a city somewhere in England. The houses are all up against the other. A highway and a railroad run along side the street that I am. I live in a brick house but the other houses are much more modern then mine. I look outside my window and see that it is a very nice sunny day. I want to go outside and enjoy the beautiful day. Before I turn to gather my shoes to put on, I see a strange sight. It is a black cloud of oozy type substance rolling into the vents at the roof. There are houses that have it coming out of their windows. Are the houses on fire?! I see no flames. The black ooze clouds roll out and seek other houses to go into. I run upstairs to see if there are any black clouds attacking my home but I see none.

I am very curious and decide to continue with my plans to take a walk . As I walk I wonder if anyone else notices the strange blobs of darkness. I look around and see people walking, driving and going about their daily routines with absolutely no idea what is happening. I wish they were aware. The black oozy clouds make me feel dirty. I do not like looking at them. How can those people not know what is in their homes. End of dream .

Interpretation: (?) Now this was quite an interesting dream . I edited it a bit but I wrote the general message. Black globs pouring in and out of people's houses. Dark negative energies? If so they sure look nasty. Not everyone had the black clouds. Was this because these houses were creating "positive" thoughtforms? And were the dark heavy blobs were of the lower vibrational energies? I believe so. Our thoughts are more powerful then we realize. The next time I feel the gloomy clouds hovering over my house I am going to switch my thoughts because the negative energies sure are ugly. :o)

The Selfish Woman and The Ex

It is so good to be back into my normal routine. I am exploring and studying ways to exercise and tap into the psychic within me. I know it is there. I need to remember what I have forgotten. We all have at birth forgotten our true natures. We are all psychic. Sadly the modern world has stifled these gifts even more so with the fast paced external stimuli and the need to fill the empty spaces with consumer goods and even more ways to entertain our time here.

My studies are coming along well and this year is the year that I set out to seek and find answers. I need to focus and to be clear in my motives in the spirit/astral plane. I do hope to be posting more regular. If there are days that my dreams have eluded me then I will post an article about other interests. There is a lot that I can share. My goal is to bring more life into this blog. Welcome back both current and future friends.

Dream#1: The Selfish Woman


I am in a school and it is time to get to our classes. I have my schedule of where I am to be and what courses to take. I have a few extra minutes to get a snack before I begin. There is a small table but very little food. There is two sandwiches left and before I can reach to get one of them a very rude lady rushes ahead and snatches them both. I give her a look. She turns and glowers at me and stuffs one sandwich into her mouth and takes off. Okay, no big deal. I let her go. She is acting like a primitive cave woman.



I walk out of the cafeteria and most of the students are already in the classrooms. Just as I open the door to my class the rude woman comes running at me and shoves me into the lockers. Not only is she a selfish cave woman she is a damn bully. I do not fight back. I do not want any confrontation. I just want to be left alone. I walk away from her which only pisses her off even more. She begins to run after me and pushes me again. I grab her by the arm to quit her from hitting me. I inform Miss Cavewoman that she does not have to be afraid. She looks around wildly to escape. I show her to her classroom and the door flies open and she flies in. The door slams and that is that. I have done my good deed for the day. End of dream.



Interpretation: (Spiritual/Psychological) It is a well known fact I do not like negative pushy rude people. I stay away from them. Far away. As an empath I can "read" the emotions of others as soon as they step anywhere near me. Currently I am working on finding better ways to shield myself. The old ways are not working as well as I have found myself becoming more sensitive. I will be writing more posts on empathy and psychic abilities. Both are tied together.



In this dream I am given the message that those who need help are the ones I must not shun. Not all people that I help are going to be approaching me in a nice way and they may need guidance on a subconscious level. Such as sending healing their way. Love where there may not be love. I do this to people that are sad or that I can sense or having a bad day but I have never done this for the very negative people. I avoid them at all cost. If we are to make changes we may be able to help those that are teetering as souls. Of course not all souls want to be helped, free will and all but there may be someone that just needs a slight nudge in a more positive direction.



Dream #2: The Ex



I am back at my ex's. We are still married. I am coming back from groceries and I am late. I know that I am going to get into trouble. I see my mother-in-law leaving and I try to hide but ducking down on the front seat. (Someone else is driving the car.)



The wind picks up and storm clouds begin to gather. I feel like I am in danger.



I pull up in the driveway and my husband (the Ex) is not outside. Good. Before I get out of the car though a wild cat comes running up the driveway and I slam the door shut so it will not attack me. It runs past and into the front yard. It has no interest in attacking me at all.



My husband (Ex) comes out and begins screaming at me to get the f**k out. I do not want to get out. He slams his fist into the window. The whole car shakes. I want to leave but instead I jump out of the car, run up to him and bust him square in the mouth with my fist. He stands there is shock. I am shocked to. He turns and walks away. The wild cat is back and it is sitting and guarding me to my left. I do not feel in danger anymore. End of dream .



Interpretation(Psychological) I will be honest here. I have scars that are left over from my first marriage. This dream is a memory that was brought up. Of course the spiritual part kicked in and showed me my past thoughts blended with my current ones. Deep down into the layers of the subconscious I know that my ex is still a very negative and ill person. He is chronically depressed and does not on any terms want to change. As I learned that I was a sensitive I realized how toxic it was being with him. I gave the relationship two tries and then had to move on. I broke a very bad karmic tie to abuse.



The memories of being held accountable to the smallest of things was true since he was and still is a person with a very low self-esteem. His spirit is in a neverending trap. Since we have divorced and still talk I have tried to help him from a safe distance but just like when I was married to him he does not want to move forward and does not want to heal. Sadly there are many people out there like that.



Though I cannot erase the memories I can remind myself that I have become stronger. He no longer has any psychological hold over me. His negativity no longer has me trapped in my learning as a soul. I have moved on and I keep a protective reminder (the wild cat) that I am much stronger then what I once was. This was a bad dream with a good message.