The Theme of Snow

I am back. Many things have been happening. Mostly the mundane taking over. That is a good thing as at this time I need to be more grounded and there are many new things I am learning on this spiritual journey.



I have been dreaming but my sleep has been a bit strange. I seem to need less and less sleep. Also I am gravitating back to vegetarianism. I started to eat fish simply because my doctor thought it was in my best interest for my seizures. He was wrong. I prefer not to eat meat. Again, changes are occurring all around. Not just me but many. I am sure most of the readers reading this can nod in affirmation that times are a changing.



I have also noticed an increase in "activity" in my room again. For those who have no idea what I am talking it is my "otherworldly" room. This room seems to generate very strong and good vibrations. The pets love it. My guests when they visit love it and also there is a tendency to hear strange music and sense the presence of non-human entities. My mother and I have both felt this spirit/energy. Dreaming in this room is awesome. Very vivid. Anyway, last night I went to bed at my typical 12:12. I fall asleep in the living room only to awake at 12:12 and I settle down into the guest room. My husband snores horribly and it is impossible to sleep in the same room so that is why I go to this room. I keep the door closed and it was not more then a minute after tucking myself in when I felt the familiar movement of the covers being rustled. I turned the light on to make sure it wasn't one of my cats that had sneaked in. It wasn't. I told the ghost/spirit that I needed some sleep and to calm down.



I woke up around 2:30 with a sharp pin prick feeling in the center of my chest. I took off my nightgown to see if I had been bitten by a spider. It was a stinging feeling like I had been stung or given a shot. It was slightly red but most likely from me rubbing it. I calmed down and went lack to sleep. Upon rising there was no sign of any marks or redness. It was very unusual.



Okay, as far as the snow dreams, two nights in a row I have had the theme of snow in my dreams. Blocked emotions or releasing of blocked emotions? Read on.



Dream# 1: Ploughing Through The Abyss(This dream took place on Feb. 27th)


I am at a ski resort and there is a cliff nearby. In the middle of the abyss is a strange tall island in the middle rising up like a bizarre beacon. There were a few people trying to reach this beacon but every time they try to get to this beacon they are stopped by a fierce blizzard that rises up and pushes them back to land at the edge of the cliff. I want to get to that place. I start to leap and soon as I do,the blizzard rises up and tries to pull me down into the abyss like an avalanche. I see others struggling also. I use all my force and plow through the strange snow storm and reach the beacon/landing. A few people fall from the beacon into the abyss. A few are hanging precariously at the edge. I look back and see the resort and I see a hidden bridge that the others I realize do not see. I can go back and forth now with no problem. End of dream .



Interpretation: Dreams during the wintertime have always been powerful dreams for me. More forceful whether it be positive or negative. This was a positive message. I showed motivation, fortitude and bravery. I am drawing or moving towards/inward to deeper parts of myself. I want to do this and I am willing to give 100% to get to my destination.



The abyss could be fears of the unknown. I made the leap without a second thought. I am looking forward to a fresh start in my next adventure. I feel that I have a few more unresolved issues though which will appear in the next dream of which I had last night.



Dream #2: The Snow God (Feb. 28th)


I am at my childhood home of which I was first introduced to Christianity at around the age of four.



It is snowing outside. There is little visibility. I am a small child and I am looking for my mother. She does not want me to come into the house and makes me stay out in the storm. I try to find shelter as the snow storms gets stronger and the winds blows the snow higher and higher around me. I hear a sound that is like thunder. A booming sound. The ground shakes and a large ice covered arm appears out if the sky and tries to grab me. I run but the drifts pull me down. I feel that I am going to be punished no matter what I do and I cower waiting to be punished by my mothers God. The hand scoops at the snow and misses. It does not miss a second time and scoops me up and places me where there is no more storms. I am still scared. End of dream.



Interpretation: I understand this one very well. This goes back to my childhood which was not the nicest of childhood's. I really did have to stay outside for hours so as not to bother mother when she was having one of her rages. I his a lot from others when I was a child. Those whom I were to trust were never there for me.



As I wrote at the beginning of this dream I recall being taught the rules and regulations of Christianity. I disliked it from the beginning. IT scared me. A lot. I disliked going to Sunday School and felt out of place. There was so much judgement, anger and pain associated with this God/Jesus stuff. The stories of revenge, murder and God watching over with dark eyes at everything we mere mortals did was enough to frighten anyone. Well not everyone just a very sensitive four year old who already could see and know things she should not be knowing.



I truly was forced into fearing God. I knew this was wrong. Saturday and Sunday nights I would gave horrible dreams about God coming down and punishing just for even questioning this religious stuff. I even had a habit of coming down with the flu every Christmas if I had to speak a part in the Christmas pageant.



i followed or was forced to follow the religion of my mothers choice on and off until my teens. At one time we were attending church everyday. Especially during revivals. Revivals for me were exhausting. Physically and spiritually exhausting. I felt so much pain and fear pouring from the followers of this vengeful judgemental but mind you loving God. I became very depressed and at one point suicidal. At one point I totally rebelled. I had enough. At the age of 14 my mother was cheating on my dad and still thumping the Bible at me. I knew for some time that this was not my personal way to go. I needed something else and this was no longer cutting it for me. It was all wrong for me. Now at this point I must stress if there are any Christians reading this blog, please do not take offense. I think all religions have wonderful lessons but the hating judgemental stuff does not bode well with me and so I choose to learn the Christ's lessons in a different but much more loving and tolerant way.



My main point is that I need to let go those last visages of what God is or isn't. How do we release such deep subconscious fears? My children have been given a choice. My son attends Church on occasion but my daughter is leaning towards Paganism and studying the ways of Wicca. Both are fine with me. That is their choice. It is sad to say but I confess I am more at ease with my daughters choice. Therein lies the proof that I have to let go of my fears and prejudices of my childhood.



I must make note that the hand really was not out to hurt me but to reach out in love to place me where I was meant to be. Only upon meditation did I realize this. The message was I am loved and only fear separates us from the truth.





~Blessings

The House of Many Messages

Greetings to all my fellow travelers. Last night I took quite an astral adventure to a house for which I have been to before. It is usually located in a certain time period. This time it made a very interesting appearance. Please read on.

The House of Many Messages

I am at the house I grew up as a teenager. It is daytime and I know that I really should not be here since other other people now live here. I walk from the back door where the kitchen is located and see my husband getting ready to leave for work. He has many of his suits hanging up where we had kept a message board. They were all put together with great thought by the looks of the nice combinations. But...... why would he need to do that? I glance up at him and see he is wearing this strange orange military suit. I start to laugh and I tell him, "You look like a guerilla." He things I am calling him a "gorilla". I start to laugh and as I go to leave the kitchen I hear a rustling. I turn around now he is dressed like an assassin. What the hell?! I tell him he cannot go out like that in public. He does not once respond to anything I have said. I decide to leave him to his own business.

I walk into the living room which was quite small as I recall it. There was room for a television, a couch, one chair and the woodstove we used for heat. It was small but cozy. This room is a bit dark but there is sunshine coming in from another room. Other room? There is not another room beside this one. I see that this is an entirely different house. It is the house that has visited me many other times on my journey.

The old house fades as this house takes over. I walk into the new living room. I recognize it but it is now set in modern times and at yet is is still exisiting in the past. I am seeing the same house but in different time periods. I really do not mind or question this fact of the two dimensions existing side by side. I see that the cleaning girls are polishing various pieces of furniture. The place is already spotless. They take very good care of my house? My house? Could this be mine? One of the cleaning girls looks up at me with a funny look. I guess I spoke my thoughts out loud. She goes back to her job. I see in the future part of this same house one of the girls is having trouble making the robot vaccuum clean properly. I would rather she clean the house as the girls in the past are doing. I leave them to their duties.

The next room is a very large rec room. There are the old type dumbbells of an older time period and at the same time there is modern equipment such as a treadmill, an elliptical machine and a large home gym complete with a leg press. I love this room! Now this is the life.

As I continue to walk through the house for which I have walked many times before I come to a large window with long white curtains. I look outside and see that times are exisiting side by side. It is day light in both places. My gardners from both times are out and about not realizing they are working together to keep my house in tip top shape.

I close the curtains and I see a door that leads to an elavator of sorts. I do not have an elavator in my house. At those thoughts a man responds to my inquiry, "No ma'am you do not. This leads to another place that no one really wishes to visit. I would advise you to be cautious. I know you are curious and I also know that you will not be affected by what you see."

He is right. I am very curious as to where this elevator goes to. I step inside and I am whisked deep down into a very cavernous dark tunnel. I step into a dark hallway with dim lights. It looks almost like a submarine. There are steel doors lining up and down the hallway. One of the doors is slightly ajar. I peer in and as I do a very angry male spirit rushes up and with an ax and attempts to split me in half. I calmly watch as he tries. He seems confused. I am in astral form and whatever he is, I know that he cannot harm me. I stare back at him. He is in his late 50's. He has short brown hair and quite an unkempt beard. His clothes are gray. He does not like that I am not responding in fear and the door slams shut in my face.

I go back up and enter the house. I see the keeper (?) of this dark entry and he nods in affirmation. I know what I am to do.

I walk through my strange house and leave by the back door. I step out onto a driveway and the sun is very bright. It is so pleasant. I see my family. It is not the family in this current time but from my past. I know this because now I am wearing a long white shift. It makes me feel airy and light. I look up into the sky and see "others" flying over. They are not human. I acknowledge that I am not either. My family rushes over very scared and asks what is happening to me. I see that I am changing into the beings overhead. They try to hold me down. I know that I must fly away because I have work that I need to do. They make a few attempts to pull me back down but it is futile. I take off feeling myself shift into my new self. I see thousands and thousands of us rising and leaving the earth. I am elated. I am free. I am now who I have always been! End of dream.

Interpretation: Where do I start? I will do this in increments. The first scene in the house involving my husband represents his current state far as he feels about his job. He has a love/hate relationship with his career. He has been doing it for some time and is a very vaulable employee.He But...... like most corporations this is not important. He is getting more and more burned out. He is not an agressive person and I feel that he is constantly being taken advantage of my upper management. I actually think that they have their heads shoved so far up their asses that do not have one damn clue as what goes on in the "real" world. I think I was projecting that I wish that my husband would jsut say f**k you and move on. He is worn down and he will never stoop low to become a prick to get ahead in this company. So that is that to the first room/scene.

Onto the next part. This is a first time experience of the same house but exisiting in two different times and actually witnessing. It sounds strange but I think I was actually standing in two different dimensions at one time. Makes my head spin.

The rest gets really strange. I think the place I visited was a lower astral level. I have visited these places before. Usually arriving there by accident. Each time I would be lead back out by a white animal of sorts. This is the first time I was "allowed" to venture on my own. This place was not a part of the house. It was like a gateway that just appeared along with what I called the keeper. Most likely a guide. I was warned but apparently I was mature enough to venture into this place. The ax welding man had no affect on me. I was not once frightened. I knew I was protected and that no harm could come to me. Why was he so angry? I think because he was trapped in his current state and did not know how to break free. I think he was in a loop of some sort. All he knew to do was defend himself by attacking whatever crossed his threshold. So many souls still live in these illusions or self made traps. I know I was caught in some bad karmic patterns up until my late 20's. When this thought crossed my mind I was taken back up to the keeper/guide. I think I had received and understood the message.

The last part of flying and being whisked away by other beings has happened many times. This has happened to me before on may travels. When I was around 10, I thought I was dying in the dream . But then one of the beings came and lifted me up into the sky. I was so happy. But quite confused when I woke up . It was very real. Of course at that age I did not know about astral traveling. Especially being raised in a Christian home.

I enjoyed this dream Especially the end. It was full of promise, hope and love. What more could a person ask for?

Tornadoes

Last nights dominate theme was tornadoes. In spite of the fact our area of the country has just had some visits from these creations of a pissed off Mother Earth , these tornado dreams had absolutely nothing to do with physical tornadoes.

In my dreams last night they actually were so bad I kept waking up trying to escape them but only to pick up where I had left off at. I guess the message was meant to get through whether I liked it or not.

My tornado dreams are 99% of the time a warning system for me. Where they appear and to whom they appear to will signify who is going to be affected by the upcoming crisis. No one is ever injured or killed by these tornadoes. For example when I see tornadoes appearing at my mothers house or nearby there is usually an upcoming crisis in her life. I prepare and am ready to support those who this happens to. This time I had images of tornadoes all over the place. None of which affected my life. I was there in these places and felt the panic of those around me.

The tornadoes appeared in different parts of the United States. A lot of people were affected. A national fiancial crisis? Very possible as we are not doing so well in that department as a nation. It may in fact have to do with upcoming weather problems for the states as our planet strives to create a balance in the almost obliterated ecosystem. The United States is a major contributor to excessive waste and destruction of our beautiful planet. The good news is that there is a growing number of people worldwide that wants to step up and be a part in healing this world.

I am not by any means being negative but in order for good things to happen there must be a cleansing of the old. We certainly botched things up far as caring for our beloved planet.

I do think something is on the way far as a crisis. This could be karmic in nature. We all have our roles and we all have our lessons.

The best thing we can do is to continue to send love and healing light to all who reside on this school we call Earth.

~Blessings

Blue Jay In My Bed

Last night was an overwhelming night of soem major high-speed astral traveling. I have no idea what was going on. Maybe the New Moon? The stages of teh moon I have learned have an affect on the astral plane for me. My dreams are much more intense. I woke up with a very bad headache in the brow chakra also commomly known as the "third eye". I suspect that when I woke I did not properly close that chakra. I did a lot of grounding today and it has helped greatly.


There were so many dreams and since my time is limited I will post the one I find a bit interesting as there is a new symbol that appeared that has not before. For being 40 years old and recalling my dreams for a very long time I am just a wee bit curious.


Dream #1: Blue Jay In My Bed


I am sleeping in the guest bedroom (which in fact is where I am whilst dreaming). The sun has risen and I wake up to feed my hungry cat that is scratching at the door. (This also happens on a daily basis.) I pull the covers up and feel a buzzing in my head. I sit back on the bed but before I do, I notice that there is a very large Blue Jay lying where I had slept. I am afraid the damn cat will come in and get him so I gently call out to the bird and it lets me gather it up in one of the blankets.

I rush outside to let the bird go when it falls to the ground and lands in a mud puddle. "Oh shit!" I shout.


I look to see if the cats are coming and thank goodness they are not. I pick the bird back up and he is okay. A little muddy and wet but alive and well.

Interpreation: (Psychological)
Hmm... I would say that I am being very protective of something. What? No this does not click.

Upon some contemplation I must not forget that I work with animal totems. Along the way, various helper animals have made an appearance with a specific message. I think Blue Jay is a message. In the next few days I will see if Blue Jay appears in my waking world. Not just flying by but if there is a message, a feather will be dropped or the bird will come in close to me.

Blue Jay is a totem that teaches how to use ones power properly or not to allow others to use you in an improper way. In the dream the Blue Jay became muddy but I took care of it. This could be me not allowing myself to become tarnished or to use any of my gifts in a negative way that would "muddy" my personality.

Blue Jay can tap into both the Heavens and Earth. It can move with ease between the two worlds. This is a gift I was given in this incarnation. Blue Jay can indicate fickleness in not being able to choose which worlds to dabble in and thus can be spinning its wheels. This is a really good message. I am reaching the conclusion that I want to devote my time and energies in working with others that involves the spiritual and assisting those along the way that have lost sight of who they are.

Blue Jay is also related to Crow which is another totem that I regularly work with. I think I received the message loud and clear. I need to become a master in my one area that I have done well in. By doing this I will be truly be walking my chosen path. If I do not, I have muddied the waters and things will be "unclear" once again.

Man With Knives & Twin Lovers

There are quite a few dreams to share. Today my husband has a meeting with some muckety mucks at his job so our schedule has changed and has freed up time for me to actually post.Yay!


Dream#1: Man With Knives

(Yep, this is from the 300. I loved this movie or perhaps the sexy main actor. Ok. I must behave.)



I am at my home that I grew up as a teenager. I am my current age. I am at the back of the house standing in the yard. The grass is a bit dry. It is late summer. I hear dogs fighting in the front yard so I run to the front to investigate. It is quite a sight to be seen. There are wild dogs of various shapes and sizes running about. I also see feral cats running amok. They come crying to me for food. I back away not knowing will happen if the wild dogs see the cats. The cats run back into the woods and the dogs calm down and quit fighting. I think I calmed them down by not getting excited.

There is an old tin shed to the right of me and there is an electric wild fence around it. I am curious and walk over. A man appears and grabs me pulling me inside with him. There are other men in there as well and they look upset. I wonder why?

Out of the corner of my eye I see the man that had pulled me in is now holding up two knives. He has a butter knife and a sharp butcher knife. I have mixed feelings. I am both amused and scared. Amused that I think the butter knife would be better buttering my toast. At this though the man lunges at me with the butcher knife and puts it to my throat. I call out to one of the men standing nearby to help me. He seems to ignore me and then I scream, "I am asking for help!"

A group of very strong men gather quickly to come to my aid. I am not alone. Though the man is still holding the knives I can feel him weakening. End of dream.

Interpretation: My feelings in this dream were kept under control in spite of the aggressiveness shown by the symbolism. I did notice that by staying calm I was able to "get through".

Wild dogs and cats. I love animals. Be they wild or tame. I do seem to attract "strays". Be they human or animal. :o) It could be that I am getting in control of my wild scattered energies. At least I feel that I am working on this.



The men and knives. I had no fear but yet I did feel the need to call for help. Which came. A knife can be both creative and destructive. I may be facing my fear of being penetrated emotionally or psychologically by others. Men? This doesn't seem right. I actually get along with men better then women.



I am aware of both my female and male aspects. This character may be an aspect of myself that I need to take control of. That part of me that still gets pissed and frustrated but....... I know to ask for help now. :O) Good message.





Dream #2 : Twin Lovers




I'll keep this one PG. :o)



I am in a large bedroom on a canopy bed with red and gold bedding. The bed is soft and very comfortable. It molds with my body as I move. I could lie there forever it feels so luxurious and good.



Two men appear before me. They are identical twins and very naked. I am so happy to see them. I allow both of them to kiss me and to make love to me. I have no shame. At one point it is as if we are all one. Ecstasy. Pure love. I feel them pulling away as I wake up. End of dream.



Interpretation: This was not a wish-fullfillent dream or fantasy. This was a spiritual in nature. I am becoming aware of kundalini rising within and waking up. Upon further research I understand taht my seeing the numbers 11:11, 111 is just one of many energies or experiences coming into my life. There is much opportuniy that is opening up for me. The creative or sexual force is one of many stepping stones in the quest for my spiritual enlightenment.

Taking Over of the Mundane

It is been quite awhile since I have posted. Many things are happening which I knew was coming. As I mentioned on my other blog I am mentoring some young people. They are a delight. So many questions and so anxious to meet the future head on.



I also belong to a community called Care2. There is always so much to do there. You can sign petitions or join the many groups that interest you. I have belonged to it for quite some time and it is constantly evolving. As it stands now I have approx. 440+ friends. Yowza! I am not kidding. It is quite a place. I have so many friends all across the world. By becoming friends with such a diverse group of people it has opened my eyes to how we all are One. A beautiful revelation that took but a short time to see. If you get a chance to ever visit you will see what I mean. It is one place that you feel hope, love and compassion worldwide. What is even more amazing is that it does not matter what color you are who what spirituality you choose we all are there to do one thing and that is to make the world a better place.


Last week I started kickboxing classes. Why? I did it awhile back and I truly enjoyed it. I have been told by some to take yoga or pilates but I just like to really get moving. Fast. Could be my personality. I do feel like I have released negative energies when I am done with the classes. It is a great cleansing is the best way to describe it.

Far as my son and his girlfriend go, I have butted out. I told them if they needed me I would be there but other then that I am leaving them alone. I talked to my ex in-laws and they to were told to butt the hell out also. I have my suspicions that my ex mother-in-law has not. She is quite the enabler. For instance when the girlfriend writes bad checks, my ex mother-in-law will pay the overdraft fees. Hell no! I told her to quit doing that. They will never learn if she keeps bailing them out. There is quite a bit of karma to be worked out and my feelings are that it will work out according to their choices. Good or bad. I offered. They refused. There is no reason for me to carry any unnecessary burden.

My dreams have been pretty "normal", nothing out of the ordinary. I had a few dreams of caring for little children. These are situations that are now manifesting in my waking world.

Sorry there is not much more to share but I do promise to post when I get on board with some really good astral travels.

Blessings and thank all of you for being loyal readers.

P.S.
For those you are curious about the song I had in my prior dream, I finally, I hope, have the link working again. Enjoy!