Riding the Astral Plane

Conscious Meets Subconscious

2011-04-23T21:16:00.000-05:00

I have a very funny story to share about a recent event. This past week we had numerous power outages here in the mid-south that literally ripped through here leaving may of us without lights for days. I am an insomniac. I find that white noise, melatonin and chamomile tea will get me to the land of nod pretty easily without harmful side effects that prescription medicines would cause. I am one of those weirdos that absolutely cannot take any pharmaceutical drugs. Whatever strange and weird side effects there are, I'm the one who gets them. So I stay away from them. I will deal with my mortality on my own terms! Anyway, back to my story. Without the electricity I could not run my fan for background/white noise. I chose instead to play one of my lucid dreaming cd's. I have done this many times before with no incident. Well it finally happened! While in a dream a man's voice was speaking very loudly. At first I panicked! Who in the hell is this loud mouth in my head? There was a young man at a table and I started to scream at him but of course I had no voice. All I could hear was a mans voice talking. I once again felt trapped and panicked. I looked at my hands. This is what I do when I want to come out of a bad dream. For some reason this reconnect my astral body with my physical body. As I felt myself being pulled back into my physical body I had the ah ha moment. I recognized the voice and the words. I heard them a million times before. I woke up laughing. Seriously, I did. I woke up laughing because I realized who the man in my head was. It was that damn CD that I went to sleep playing. Goes to show how our subconscious picks up everything! A good lesson also that whatever we do, listen, read, watch. etc in our waking time is soaked into our subconscious. Dreams have always fascinated me. Especially when I have had precognitive and lucid dreams since I was a small child. They are important. Just because the naysayers haven't figured out the connection yet doesn't mean dreams should be dismissed as nonsense nor a mere outlet for our subconscious ramblings.
Blessings!

Snitch, Bossy, Sassy and Psychic Developments!

2011-04-20T17:19:00.000-05:00

Alas I have pictures of my three crow friends. Snitch is the leader. He is the one who calls the other ones to fly over to me. I was starting my run for the afternoon and out they came to do their greeting. The bird to the far left may be a hawk. Not sure. They also seem to like it when I go for my runs but lately the crows have taken over being my escorts. Snitch is the one who will walk in my front yard big as you please. He's quite the sneak though. I caught him coming up to the front porch looking for cat food. What?! By time I get my camera he's gone and won't come back. Bad timing on my part every time. Or he's too smart!

Far as my life it has been very busy. That seems to be the case no matter who I speak to these days. I have been having constant psychic nudges. Yesterday morning, I woke up thinking... wonder when one of us gets called for jury duty. call me a weirdo, but I love jury duty. Today, my husband gets a summons! Too funny. Especially since he lives in another state. He'll have to sort that one out. Wish I could take his place. I had a dream last night which entailed a visit my ex in-laws and my contact lens being huge but when I put it in my eye it shrinks to normal size but while messing about I had torn it! Upon waking up as I went to put my contact lens it hurt so I took it out and there was a small tear. Crap! I got a nudge the other day to slow down. For good reason there were police speed traps! I could go on an on . There are too many to be dismissed as coincidences. I've been going to the phone and preparing to answer just before it rings. I know a day prior when someone is going to call. I have no words to describe it other then I feel that I am waking up some of my gifts and they are developing fully now. I do notice periods of extreme exhaustion. I just sleep more until I recharge those spiritual batteries.
Storms in north Mississippi and the tri-state area have been keeping all of us busy with power outages and downed trees. I was suppose to have house showing for tomorrow but told them that it was not a good time. I have more wind damage and limb are everywhere. My electric was off since 10 last night and just got them back on this afternoon so now it's catch up time with the house chores and whilst I'm typing I hear the rumblings of another storm. Another one!!! AUGH!!!! Hopefully, we will be spared this time.
Blessings Always,
T.

Crows, Crows, Crows Are Everywhere!

2011-04-14T18:54:00.000-05:00

The few that have crossed paths with me know, I tend to see what others may not. I like to find enchantment in my life and I see the Divine everywhere and in everything. Especially in nature! Nature has got a bad rep by the Christians as being evil and wrong. That never made sense to me. If a Higher Being had a hand in creating this world then by caring and loving nature which to me a spark of God is not evil or a sin. That is just being ignorant. As proof in our ever destruction of this beautiful planet. For shame on us all to trash it and sit complacently by whilst it deteriorates at an alarming rate. Well, I shall not step onto that podium today I shall get on about the crows in my life.

I see animals as spiritual messengers as do a lot of people still do in this day and age. The Native American as well as Northern European Shamans and as far as the Brazilian forest believe that there is a connection to the spirit world through animals. I actually can say I prefer the company of animals over much of the human race these days. But as a Lightworker Iknow that people are changing and to keep sending healing light and love even when people are acting like turds!

I work with many animals. My first and main totem is wolf. I may have to hunt it up but I think I have a post where I mentioned a very lucid dream of me transforming into a wolf. A very special dream that had a deep meaning to me. I also work with hawk, snake, polar bear and crow/raven. Now having totem does not mean that it is an animal you just kind of like and go along with the fad of the moment. This is very personal and spiritual path to the shaman. We highly respect the animals that choose us! Yes... I said choose us. Mine came to me in astral travels, guided meditations and in real life. It was not by watching Twilight or other such nonsense. When I totem shows up on a regular basis it is usually to send a message. For the past two weeks I have seen crows everywhere. I have one strutting up to my front yard and looking in the windows. When I go for my afternoon run, I have three crows escorting me! I've actually named them! Their names are Sassy, Bossy and Snitch! Yes, you read it right. I have three crows following me outdoors! I see them when I am driving. They will come flying toward my car, swoop down as if to say hello and then leave. I have watched in the rear view mirror and they disappear not doing it to any other cars. And no to any skeptics who may be reading, there are not any dead carcasses lying about! I do not look into what that masses interpret things to be as most is superstition, fear and nonsense. I look to better sources such as shamans. They do not look at everything as being negative as the rest of the world tends to. The mind set is the spirit is all around and in us all.

The three crows are a persistent symbol. A sign of big changes that are set to happen and won't be changed. For me it is changes with my desire to sell my home. Which I think will manifest by the end of this month as I have two serious buyers! Woo hoo! And the other is I am going through some serious spiritual growth spurts. I am being confronted by old thought patterns/ and negative people from my past. Though I have moved on, they have not. I feel as if I have been given a test. Will I be sucked into that lower vibration or shall I continue on my path of enlightenment? You know which one I have chosen of course! I have come to the realization that it is time for me to focus on helping those who truly need my help. Who want to evolve and to become better people. My psychic abilities have really been developing this year and I'm sharper as a empath on reading others and not taking on their energies. This is a common problem we empaths have. One reason we also tend to be loners. Humans are usually surrounded by so much negative garbage that it is painful to be around. I am currently on working to adjust my own vibrations by cloaking or shielding my auric field. This is very challenging for me. I am a sponge when it comes to reading people. My husband after 12 years has finally given me kudos as to knowing when a person who they say they are. I actually got stung recently when I ignored my psychic self screaming not to befriend someone and I did anyway. Later I found out she was indeed a very negative and jealous spirit that is one of those psychic vampires. Lesson learned. I do not have to feel obligated to befriend everyone. Not everyone has my best interest at heart. I need to get a little more stern about that with letting others into my life that may be one of those "turds".

Did I see any crows today? Oh yes! Also whilst out I did a full shielding and had no difficulties with crowds. I stayed off bust highways. Bad feng-shui anyway and took country roads instead. I played Mozart instead of Heavy Metal and it really kept me in a wonderful state of being.

Maybe, tomorrow I can get a pic of my trio to share. They are something else. Blessings and much respect to Bother and Sister Crows!

Peace, love and enchantment!

Nightmares and the Releasing of Negative Karma

2011-04-09T19:45:00.000-05:00

Last night was one of those nights where I was visited by many a nightmare. I didn't eat before going to be so I know exactly why I had them and where they came from. As souls we are going through many changes right now. Many are waking up to the fact that there is something much more then what we have been taught far as the major religions go. I have went through too many unexplainable phenomena to dismiss anything! The world is way more strange then you realize! And wonderful! Far as waking up as a soul there are all types of symptoms to adjust to the upcoming leap in human consciousness. Some may experience unexplained nervous system issues. This stage took me five years to get through. In the form of seizures that mysteriously came and left . Also you will have past issues come back into your life that perhaps you were through with. This means negative people and or energies. I am a light soul. I know for a fact who and what I am . What I have also learned on this strange voyage is that , just because you are a spirit of light does not mean bad people or bad things will not be attracted to you. Quite the opposite! At times it's as if you are this giant beacon of light and they slither from the lowest of places to attach to your auric field. Not a good thing. This my dear readers is what happened to me this week. I befriended some people that were not quite what they appeared to be. Their true selves came forth and I was attacked viciously on a emotional level and a spiritual level. One of these people was from my past. I thought I would be a great soul and extend the olive branch. As in the past and in spite of my higher self screaming in my ear to stay away from here, I made a mistake and befriended here. As in the past she is a very jealous and mean spirited person. You know the type.... God Bless You and here's a knife to plunge you in the back. Also she is a psychic vampire. Yes, they do exist. What this person does not know is that in the time since she knew me, my skills as an empath and psychic are more developed. I successfully blocked her psychic attacks as of this morning. The other attack was by another not so positive soul feeling the need to be disrespectful and took it upon himself to cyber bully me. Again, I have grown up. I am not a door mat. I respect myself as I do all life around me but cross the line and I will defend myself. No one should ever let anyone out there be abusive to them in any way shape or form. So about the nightmares..... I suppose they were exorcising my own demons as well as those who were attacking me. Unlike my other dreams, I will not give you details as they were beyond horrid and best not to share. What I did get from them is that I am moving onwards and upwards. I no longer play the part of victim. I came through childhood neglect and abuse. I came through twelve years of spousal abuse. I lived in hell for the first 29 years of my life. In 1997 I packed up my bags and just left everyone and everything I ever knew. Because I did such a brave and daring thing, I started to truly grow as a soul and boy have I learned in leaps and bounds. The nightmares were my past demons trying to scare me. Begone foul lower energies. Fear feeds those energies so today... I did not dwell on these two individuals who were negative to me.... You know what I did instead? I send them masses amount of love and healing light. They simply have not awakened like I have and so though out of human ignorance attacked me, I still have to remember there is a spark of the Divine hidden deep within them. Now that takes a mighty strong soul to do such a thing.

Blessings Always,
Tawnya

Mother Nature's Fury and Lessons

2011-04-05T22:19:00.000-05:00

Mother Nature has vented most righteously at Northern Mississippi as she normally does this time of year. This tree was hit just last year and now this year it gets blown over. We received straight line winds Monday morning along with hail and severe thunderstorms. There was widespread power outages. Southern Mississippi had tornadoes. Tis that time of year. We take it in stride as it's to be expected here in the mid south. Granted it was a major pain in the butt not to have the conveniences that comes with having electricity such as not able to wash my clothes, take a hot shower, make a hot meal, have heat, Internet, lights, Internet but I being a good old country girl at heart dealt with it quite well. I looked at this time to do more spiritual things. I worked on my long neglected dream journal, caught up on a book that I had put by the wayside as modern life seems to have made me a lazy ass when it comes to reading these days and I meditated outdoors. It was awesome. No noise. No distractions and it seemed to clear my head and my Higher Self has been nudging me and nudging me to stay on track. I need to stay on track. There is so much happening on so many levels that as a soul I need to have more balance. Being a Libra it seems to be a given that I have issues with balance.
I think some timeout now and then would be good for all of us to get back to the basics. To have a timeout from technology. It was quite nice to have some quiet time to myself. I actually do enjoy my own company. Sounds very strange but how many people can do that? Has anyone ever done it? The majority of human beings are very external. They seek all stimuli from gadgets, other people, noise, technology and yet so few take the time to go internally. As a lucid dreamer I guess it was a gift for me from day one to be internal. I have been accused many a time of thinking too much and too deep. But that's what make people true visionaries. You have to seek and you have to find what makes your heart sing and your soul soar. We need awake and aware souls at the helm of this world because for too long we have been falsely led by those who only think of the material and external . Food for thought.
Will post tomorrow about the interesting dreams and why I think I am having them. Stay tune......

I'm An Angel !?

2011-03-24T21:07:00.001-05:00

I had this dream just prior to waking up. Very vivid and I recalled a lot of detail. This was very interesting and not the first time that I had dreams I was an angel or Light Being.

I am in a room filled with people having fun. As always I am invisible to people as I am in my waking world. I must be cloaking again. I'm not upset about being invisible to humans. I am use to it. I notice people that I have had some sort of contact in this lifetime. Some are strangers that I helped,others are family member and now I recognize those who are a part of my soul group. Everyone is happy and I feel content that they are doing well. I whisper to the room full pf people, " Live life to the fullest!"

I walk out onto a window ledge and there is a black man scared and shivering. He is in his 50's. I try to calm him down but he wants to die. He wants to end his life and I must make sure he fulfills his contract on earth. (?) I tell him that suicide is not an option or way out. He has to finish his life out. I grab him around the waist. I can feel how heavy he is compared to me. I feel myself floating off of the ledge. Though I have very large wings, I am light as a feather. I floated to another building and landed safely to where he could get help. He was crying and thanking God over and over. I knew that he would be okay. He will wake knowing that he is loved no matter how much pain he is going through, he has guardians watching over him. He looks at me in awe. I don't feel I deserve to be looked at like that. I am doing what I was born (?) to do. I feel myself being lifted away. Feelings of love and perfect peace overcome me as I go higher into the sky. End of dream.

Interpretation: Wow! That was the first thing out of my mouth upon waking was, wow! This is not the first time I have had dreams of being something other then human. Just like my waking world, I am content with helping others but I don't have to have recognition in doing so. I also have a phenomena that happens quite regularly called spontaneous invisibility. I actually had contacted a scientist about this. She indeed believes that we exist. The Hindu are aware of it. Some call it cloaking. My husband , co-workers and strangers have had the wits scared of them quite a few times by my suddenly being there. I never went anywhere but when deep in thought, meditating... I'm kind of not there. Will post more on this later. No, I swear... I am not a raving lunatic. I know that I am not the norm but I do know that there are others like me. Anyway, I do know that I am a lightworker. I was sent to help others along the way. Anonymously. I will never be Angelina Jolie but we all do so much on a deeper level with every person we make contact in every second of our lives. We play many roles. We are both teacher and student.

Blessings!

Simply Snakes

2011-03-23T18:13:00.000-05:00

For those getting to know me, I follow Native American Shamanism, and see the Divine in everything. Makes for a more enriching world when you see "spirit" in all creation. I have always had an affinity towards animals. I get along with them much better then my fellow humans. Humans have the potential for so much good and so much evil whereas animals react from instinct. They kill to survive eat, defend.....etc. Mankind is the only species that does it for pleasure.

I have had many experiences over my lifetime and have come to understand animals and the signs they bring to us. The Native Americans and other pagan cultures have not lost the connection to Mother Gaia as the rest of us. By losing this "connection" we have lost a very essential part of our spirit. Thus.... the materialistic and very non-spiritually based world we currently live in. To me Spirituality and Religious are two different species. One is constricting, the other encompassing. The two can co-exist side by side but usually there is conflict. No limitations when you take off the blinders to the possibilities of fascinating world we live in.

Back to my dreams and totems. For those who work with totems, you know that you have one major totem that sticks with you throughout your life. But you can also work with many others whilst incarnated. I work with hawk who has been with me for a long time. Whenever, I go running, you will always see Hawk flying overhead, I have worked with Brother Wolf, Brown Bear, Crow/Raven and in the past seven years, I started to work with Snake. Now here's the deal with snake.... I did not choose snake. Snake chose me! This is a very powerful totem. It started with dreams of being swallowed by snake or bitten. Since I am a lucid dreamer, I started to interact with snake to see what happened. Here's what happened. I began to heal! I became stronger far as my psychic and empathic abilities were concerned. I have found that snakes during my waking time are not a bit afraid of me or aggressive. As a matter of fact I stepped over a few water moccasins by accident and not once did they try to strike me. I still have a healthy respect for them and I have no desires to have one as a pet but as a totem they have been a valuable asset to my spiritual development. Also, I have moved beyond the taboo that they are evil. Going back to my original statement. Animals are not evil but humankind sure as the potential and has the uncanny ability to attach evil to everything else but itself. I don't really use good vs evil much in my vocabulary. I should be saying that there is negative and positive energies.

The other day I had a dream of snake and sure enough I came across one in my front yard. I respectfully walked around whilst he went his merrily way. I get a bit miffed when people go out of their way to kill anything.... just because. Snakes are always being killed because of stupid and outdated superstitions. Everything has it's place here. And I mean everything. Can't stand damn mosquitoes but hey... it's food for bats and dragonflies. See my point? On to the snake dream..

In my dream Gary my husband and another man were in a car. ( I now think that it was our mutual friend, Michael.) I opened the car door to help them out. I wasn't afraid as I knew that even if they bit me that I would be okay. (This is becoming lucid in a dream. I became aware that I was dreaming and would be unharmed.) I knew these snakes were messengers. I see one crawling under the drivers seat. The snakes are not agitated in any way. They are suppose to be here. End of dream.

Interpretation: This dream took place on 3/16/11 A few days after that, my husband had to help our friend Michael who had just moved up to Pittsburgh. He and my husband have jobs whilst his family are back here in Mississippi like I am. Parallel situations are taking place in our lives. A lot of change. I have feeling we are to be helping each other in our transitions. And there are many taking place. All the people you have ever met.... all the things that have ever happened.. have meaning!!! I have learned that though life seems chaotic and crazy at time, there is in fact a divine order to it all. Snake is a very good sign whenever I see it. I am grateful to have been chosen. I read in some obscure book that some Native American tribes hold it in high regard. Still I shall keep a healthy distance whenever Brother Rattlesnake shows up!!!

Blessings!

A World War II Memory

2011-03-22T22:52:00.001-05:00

For those in unfamiliar territory. I am a firm believer in reincarnation. Ever since I was around four or so I would have night terrors and vivid dreams about my past life as a young woman in Nazi Germany. At a very early age I had not been exposed to movies or books concerning this subject. If you wish to see more of my insight into this subject, please check out out the Past Lives Label. I have never been to Germany but would so love to in order to find out where I lived, loved and died.

3/16/11

Dream: When in a dream , I will take note of my feelings whilst in the dream. This one left me with feelings of betrayal, scared and anxious. It is a new past life memory. Over the years I have received bits and pieces that I am putting together. The end obvious is that I was shot in the back by German soldiers while running into a forest. (You can read that in my past entries.)

I am in a large farmhouse but it is not far from a small village/town. I see someone who I know in this lifetime! He is my best friend in the world. He is a German officer. I did not know that before! I call out to him but he ignores me. I see a group of soldiers come marching towards the farmhouse. I start to feel faint. This is wrong. Someone tell on me? (This is the point before my original memory started. My first "core" memory was a nightmare I had over and over of me a young woman in my early 20's, running down a country road towards a wood line. I was being chased and shot at by German soldiers, I have on a plain cotton dress. It is late summer or early autumn. I have on scuffed brown shoes. I hear the bullets buzzing past my face and hitting the dirt. I then feel a horrible burning searing pain. I feel the bullets rip into my back and push me forward with impact. I fall to the ground hard and I know that I am dying but I cannot believe it. I'm too young. I'm not ready.... this dream is what happened prior to this.....

I go to a table and think I should hide there, knowing it is silly but I feel panic. I don't know what to do! Someone told on me! Horrible fear overcomes me as I skip hiding under the table and run to the upstairs. I cringe at the sound the creaky boards make. As I pass near a window I see that the soldiers are using dogs. (In this lifetime I don't mind dogs but I have a fear of German Shepard's) I am so scared of their dogs. They have found some Jewish people in the surrounding area, I can see them huddling in the back of their trucks. I hear the front door slam open. I decide I better play it cool. Maybe, I will be "fit" in and they will leave me alone.

Two men come and actually begin flirting with me. I glance away and see my hair is loose today. It is long and blonde. (New bit of info!) No wonder I go for that look in my present life. They are distracted by my Aryan appearance. I feel a bit more confident. (My fatal mistake!) They begin to ask me questions about the barn outside. Who works for me? Where do I live? ( I do not live at this farmhouse. I do know that I live in a very small apartment elsewhere.) What do I do for a living? At this point I want to wake up. I know that this is the point in which I am interrogated, chased and then fatally shot as I try to run. The new bit of info is that someone I know in this lifetime betrayed me in 1942. I have to seriously digest this info.

Unlike movies and books, the memories of a past life don't come in order nor are they always clear. The core memory as I call it, is of my death. I told my mother a few years ago and she was shocked to hear this coming from me. She knew I was a bit different as a child. I was born an "old soul". She never had to tell me to behave or had to worry about me like other children my age. I would wander away for hours, to explore the fields and forest near where I lived in Pennsylvania. Never got lost. Always found my way home. I would have daydreams of my other life in Germany. Good dreams. But at night is when I would have the bad dreams of being shot. I never ever told my parents what my nightmares were about. Also I had an unhealthy fear of dying. If I got a little cut on my finger I would start screaming hysterically.... "I'm going to die! I'm going to die. I'm too young!" My mother said she just brushed it aside and tried to calm me down but she agrees with me that I was obsessed about dying all the time. They had a German Shepard called, "Pi". I was scared to death of that dog. When he barked I would go upstairs and hide under the bed crying. Any loud noise would send me hiding. Now being from a Christian home, my mother was shocked to hear all this but actually accepted it quite well. We have compared stories and she can confirm that yes indeed there was something unusual about me from day one. Do past lives exist and why don't we all remember? Why do we only remember some lives and not others? Is it important or should we leave this part of our psyche alone. I am no expert. But I have learned that only some of us do recall. Perhaps it is because we incarnated more "aware" of what's on the other side. Past lives do matter. Though I have learned now not to get too wrapped up as I have a very full life to live now. But waht lesson am I to learn? I actually did learn in this lifetime and broke a very negtaive karmic pattern that I had been in for quite some time. I had been in a relationship with a German officer. He was very abusive and controlling. I started to follow that same pattern in this lifetime, unfortunately. To bring it all to a conclusiion.... at the age of 29 I ended a long relationship that was very negative. I have not looked back. My life though not perfect, has evolved into something very miraculous and beautiful. Though I was never a famous person in the past and certainly not famous in this life, I have discovered that I have a very beautiful and complex soul. There is so much to learn and so much to do here. I have been enriched by all my experiences both good and bad. Being a free spirit with a open mind has led me down incredible paths of discovery and awareness. The more I learn, the more I realize how little we know. It is a pleasure to share my ride with whomever had decided to join me on my fantastive voyage called, Life!

Blessings,
Titania

Pass Me A Biscuit!

2011-03-22T20:44:00.001-05:00

Since I have deleted my other blog, "Finding Life's Enchantments", I promise I shall not let those readers in the dust. I will indeed incorporate little positive posts of enchantments I find along the way.

When I was a kid, my mom liked to make breakfast food for dinner every now and then. And I remember one night in particular when she had made breakfast after a long, hard day at work. On that evening so long ago, my mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage, and extremely burned biscuits in front of my dad. I remember waiting to see if anyone noticed! Yet all my dad did was reach for his Biscuit, smile at my mom and ask me how my day was at school. I don't remember what I told him that night, but I do remember hearing my mom apologize to my dad for burning the biscuits. And I'll never forget what he said: "Honey, I love burned biscuits."

Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy good night and I asked him if he really liked his biscuits burned. He wrapped me in his arms and said, "Your momma put in a long hard day at work today and she's real tired. And besides... A burnt biscuit never hurt anyone!"

You know, life is full of imperfect things... And imperfect people. I'm not the best at hardly anything, and I forget birthdays and anniversaries just like everyone else. What I've learned over the years is that learning to accept each others faults and choosing to celebrate each others differences, is one of the most important keys to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting relationship.

So...please pass me a biscuit. And yes, the burned one will do just fine!

Life is too short to wake up with regrets... Love the people who treat you right and forget about the ones who don't.

Blessings!

Spam is the Scourge of the Universe

2011-03-21T22:17:00.000-05:00

I cannot believe how much spam I had to report and delete. What is up with these a-holes? Anyhoo, it will no longer be tolerated. I felt like my blog had been violated while I was gone. Shame on you spammers! May camel fleas invade your crotchal area immediately and not leave until the sixth week of February 2020! Seriously. What is up with that? My apologies to any legit travelers who stopped by and had to see all the garbage. Hopefully, I can now have a clean blog with no trash in the comments.

Peace, love and a good sense of humor!

Primordial Waters

2011-03-21T13:49:00.008-05:00

The dreams I will be sharing will be from the past few weeks. Just to get caught up. There were some really good ones that I feel I must share.
3-15-11

Primordial Waters: This was a very strange dream. I have had very good recall of dreams since I was a wee lass watching Sesame Street and The Flintstones but I have to say I never had one like this which was why I found it so fascinating!

I am floating in a large pool of water. It is like an inlet of a larger body of water..the ocean?

There are various other pools around me and in each of those pools are groups of people. No one is talking. Everyone has a look of serenity and total peace. There is no sign of technology or even of civilization.

The area around us is almost alien in nature or prehistoric. It reminds me of Iceland. I am "aware" in my dream that I am thinking... Iceland! The dream now becomes sharper as it does when I become lucid and conscious. I focus on the details. I look down and see that the water is a aquamarine color and very clear. I can see my body but it is not solid. I look away quickly so as not to wake myself up. (Focusing on your body will ground you real quick and this can cause one to wake up.) The sand on the bottom is pure white... crystal-like. Mesmerizing. I look around at the people and recognize some of them. I know them but not from this incarnation. I think that it is my soul group. They are very focused on just "Being" in the waters.

I focus now on what I feel both emotionally and physically. I feel absolutely peaceful. The water feels soft and warm. Almost as if this is what I felt inside my mother before I was born. I don't bother any of the other people because I understand now that this is a place of healing. (At this point I fee a pulling... suggesting that I may be waking up so I ask for "clarity". This is my buzz word while astral traveling to get me to focus and stay within the experience.) I see what looks like pumice stones floating in the water. Ashes? It's not dirt. I wade closer to take a look and see that some of it is floating up from my feet. The other people are also releasing what looks like little pieces of debris. Toxins? Or perhaps we were releasing negative energies that so easily cling to us on Earth. These energies come from many sources. Negative people, experiences, karmic releasing... and in my case I had a ta da moment! I had a very challenging day prior to this dream. I came here to release and heal my spirit from that day. I floated..... End of dream.

Interpretation: (Spiritual)This was awesome!! One of the dreams which motivated me to blog again. Prior to this dream I had experienced a very difficult day. These days I have found that I have many more good days then bad. I think it is because I don't hang onto negative energies as I have had in the past so I jump back very quickly but... that day before was a stinker to me. From the time I woke up until late evening, I felt like the universe was pissed at me. Now deep down, I know better but that emotional human animal in us has the natural instinct to lash out. The spiritual part of me has, thank goodness, evolved and I don;t allow the ego to throw a tissy for too long of a time. I have way too much to learn and do! As I raise my personal vibrations I have learned that the negative energy that is prominent on Earth is not in my vibration. No wonder I felt out of sorts for years! My vibration range is higher and I am now focusing on raising that higher. There actually is science behind this one. We are all balls of energy. Earth is a very dense planet. Those who are Lightworkers understand that as we evolve we raise our vibrations. Being here on Earth is a bit uncomfortable for some of us. We are not use to all these negative nasties.

Back to the dream... I get so excited about the spiritual. The land surrounding this pool of water almost reminded me of pictures I have seen of Iceland. But not quite. Was my mind drawing from that ? Perhaps. The symbolism would be that I was seeking a place of healing. The way I felt before I incarnated. From the teachings I have an affinity to, I have learned we are never alone. Everyone we meet is here to help us in some way as souls. Also we work with a soul group. Some are incarnated and some stay in other realms and help us from there. I have always dreamed of other worlds unlike here. Those souls will help us in the astral. Even those who do not have dream recall are working as they sleep. I find that awesome. The bit about being alone down here is an illusion. We have all kinds of guides and helpers assisting us. Dream time is prime learning ground. Shame the masses have not figured out how important their sleeping is! We need that down-time to grow new cells, heal our bodies and to work in the spiritual. This dream really did the trick. I woke feeling lighter, happier and totally rejuvenated. And I thanked my family on the Other Side for being with me.

I think that floating debris was indeed negative energies and toxins that I needed to release. It is normal... I repeat normal to have bad days. I noticed these days that the New Age community is getting a bit judgmental about have any other feelings then positive. WRONG!!!! You need to experience the different challenges down here. You cannot be 100% positive 24/7. If you are... I want what you are taking. Also I know better when people put on that act. If you were at that point then there would be no reason to be incarnated. You would well be on your way somewhere else. As long as aer are incarnated we will experience every emotion of the rainbow. That's a part of the school. It sucks sometimes but I found during those super sucky times, is the time I learned and grew the most as a soul. The trick is.... to learn and not wallow in self pity and negativity for any length of time. I think this is more of realistic goal for us mere mortals.

Blessings!

Time to Start Riding Again!

2011-03-20T21:05:00.003-05:00

Well it's been a very very long time since I have posted. Life kind of got a hold and sidetracked me for awhile but my Higher Self has been nudging me.... no shouting at me that I need to start writing again. I also have the "Finding Life's Enchantments" blog but will most likely not have the proper time to update that one. I may just combine the two. Finding Life's Enchantments Whilst Riding the Astral Plane? No, too long. But you get the idea. Will post my dreams and interpretations. For those visiting for the first time please keep an open mind. If you have that, you will do great here. I don't use dream dictionaries. If I have to use one.. it is just to get a sense of the human symbolic part. I find dreams to be very complex. People are complex. Souls are complex. So while reading my interpretations you may disagree with me, which is okay but my thoughts are... I've been incarnated in this body for 43 years now and have been a lucid dreamer, 40 of those years. You will not be able to tell me what I am thinking or feeling or base an interpretation unless you have experienced every second of my life as I have. This is just a disclaimer for those who may wish to analyze me in a negative way. Won't stand for it. Hence the warning to keep an open mind. Just had a few negative people in the past who tried to slither in. But par for the course everyone usually plays well on here.

Other subjects to be approached will me electric people, indigo and crystal adults, HSP's, totem animals and past lives. If anyone has anything to share please feel free to do so. All I ever ask is to keep it positive and always... I stress always.. keep an open mind!

As for the dreams.... there are the garbage dreams.... I will find the link to explain them all. Those are the wonky ass dreams you have after eating pizza before bed or a day of going over numbers and then you dream about numbers attacking you. Get the picture?

Mechanical dreams are the ones that help you to solve an issue.
Psychological dreams are the Carl Jung of dreams. The ways your subconscious analyzes your everyday life.
Spiritual dreams are the lucid astral traveling, mind-blowing, precognitive dreams that I have been having lately. They're screaming to be heard and also if something comes true, I at least will have it documented.

Okay so hop on board.... sit back and enjoy the flight!

Blessings and welcome to the Astral Plane!

Tornadoes and Flying

2008-10-09T17:45:00.003-05:00

I have been having lots of new experiences these past months. I am back into my regular schedule for meditation and I am working with Mandalas. Very interesting. Lot's of information comes forward in that state of awareness.

For the past weeks I have been having my tornado dreams. I have learned thorough my own experience what they indicate. Tornadoes for me are symbols of upheaval. The severity of the situation will be foretold by a very large and destructive tornado. Where the tornado appears will be who will be affected by the upheaval. I usually get a heads up a week ahead of the actual occurrence. Last week I had a dream where the tornado appeared five miles from my house. This is how far my husbands job is. He is in the casino business and I told him that something bad was on the way but that he would be on the sidelines and most likely not harmed. The tornado was huge. The sky was completely black except for where the tornado was forming. A large light connected with the tornado swirling and giving it more strength. In the dream, our house was not harmed thus indicating we would witness the destruction yet remain untouched. A few days later my husband came home with the bad news that there was going to be a massive lay-off and that many people will be losing their jobs. The tornado in the dream was a over one of the three casinos of the company that my husband works for. They have told everyone that they will choose who is getting the ax but know one will know until November!!! That is just crazy. Meanwhile the negativity is unbearable. I send love and light with my husband each day and for the people who are in fear of losing their lively hood.

Last night I had yet again another tornado dream . This one took place back in my home town at the high school. I was driving down one of the country roads that you can see the school from when appeared a large tornado heading directly for the school. I pulled off of the road to look for shelter. But I saw that the tornado stayed over the school and was not moving my way. I was afraid for my daughter since she attends this school. She attends school back in PA. I live in MS. My ex and I both agreed on this. But.... in the past years they, like so many schools across the United States have been receiving bomb threats. It is just a little rural school but the craziness is everywhere. The warning is there and I will talk to my daughter this weekend. She is so much like me and will understand the dream and my concern. We will go from there.

I did have a very nice little dream last night......

Dream # 1: Flying
I am in a room. It is not a room I have been into before. I take a look around and see that it is not a room but a conservatory. There are beautiful exotic flowers and species of plants of which I have never seen before on earth.

There are beings that are very slender and pale tending to these gardens. They are the "keepers"(?). I am not sure if I am allowed in here. I feel kind of shy. I notice that I am not exactly standing but hovering overhead. There is a see through ceiling to this place. I can see the sky. It is a very pale blue. I notice a purple wispy trail behind me as I flit about. Do I have wings. I turn and see a trail of purple light following my every movement. I am the light. I dance about the room and one of the keepers looks up and I dart away. I am a very shy being and do not wish to disturb. I just want to observe for now. End of dream.

Interpretation: This has not the first time I have seen other worlds and different beings. this was a new place. It was very beautiful and serene. Like most of my dreams I do not take a human form but of light. I am completely free of any restraints or of the dense matter of being human. I enjoy these times. During astral traveling I feel more like myself..... the true essence of who I really am.

Who were these beings? I am not sure. They looked very busy and I did not really want to communicate just yet. I am like that in this world. I am not timid but I like to take my time to look and learn on my own. I never want to be rushed. There are so many things to "take" in. I am a lot like the dream self. I am very gentle and appear to be timid and yet inside be very strong. It was a very nice travel for me. I woke up feeling refreshed and full on light and love to start the day. For that I am very grateful.

Snakes In Water and Telekinesis

2008-09-19T18:56:00.000-05:00

Lot's of great dreams lately but not enough time in the day to post them . Time is speeding up to a critical point in the history of mankind. Some say doomsday, whereas I am going with the more positive change. A global boost in spiritual evolution. Many synchronises have been taking my place. Opportunities to learn from other seekers of love and light. Joining specific groups and meeting people to learn to raise my vibrations higher to prepare for the ascension of mankind. It is a roller coaster of emotions we are riding in these trying days. I am learning to step back and go with the flow. Not take part in the fear and negativity. My husband is struggling with his faith. I have been holding him and telling him it is always darkest before time. Before we can see good change we have to cleanse all the bad stuff. We will all get through this as eternal beings of light.

Next stop...... dreamland.

Dream #1 Snakes and Water

I am preparing to go outside to feed the cats when I hear people talking. When I step out my house has changed. It is a newer home and there is a very large pool in front. It square in shape and made of marble. It isn't for swimming but more for decoration. I was afraid that it would sink because of the recent rain. There are workers attending to both the pool and the landscape. They are making everything so beautiful. I am so awed by it all.

I notice that there is something swimming in the water. It is a very large and fat albino snake with yellow markings. I think it is an albino corn snake. There is another large snake but it stay in the deeper part of the pool. It is having quite a good time in my pool. The water is very clear. I can see that the bottom is a dark green. I feel very relaxed. I watch the snake and it crawls to the edge and looks over at me. I stand waiting. I am no longer afraid of my dream snakes. With this thought, the snake glides back into the water and disappears. End of dream.

Dream Interpretation:(Spiritual, Psychological)
There is a lot of symbolism in this dream. The clear pool is an indication that I am tapping into more deeper realms of the supersubconscious. The house changing is an indicator of new horizons and the changes I am making in my life as well as the cnake and its association with renewal. A thumbs up to keep moving onwards. Also,the snakes are the givers of hidden spiritual wisdom. When they bite I am being given new information. This time they stayed in the pool. It was up to me to decide if I wanted or was ready for new information. I am not apparently quite ready at this point in time. But that is ok. We all must take our time on our journey and never try to go beyond what we are capable of at that time. Good dream .

Dream #2: Telekinesis

I am at a party that is pretty wild and out of control. I do not know any of the people at this party. They are a much younger crowd but I stay to watch and evaluate. I see another man observing also. The young people are talking loudly and are very rude to one another. They have total disregard for other peoples feelings. I shake my head and wonder why I have to witness this. I see a young lady that is being bullied by some other girls. They want to get in a fight and beat her up. She is crying and looking for a way to get out. They lock the door on her and she starts to panic. I try to open the door for her but realize that I am in the astral. So I focus on the door and loosen the lock so that she can get out. She struggles to open the door once more but realizes that it is now unlocked. She cries with relief as she escapes the bullies. The other person observing is gone. Who was he? A guide observing me?

Interpretation: I really do not have any specific interpretation. I was very lucid in this dream. I can still recall the room vividly. I was especially aware of the man observing me. I have had this occurring a lot lately. Usually it is in the dreams where I use telekinesis. There are others observing but they do not say anything to me. An interesting note is that my husband has noticed that I an honing in on my psychic abilities. Theer are times he says that it is uncanny. On those days I feel that I am in the "zone". I also notice when I am not in sync or trying to work in a lower vibration then my own. I adjust accordingly. I am becoming very sensitive to changes and vibrations in my day to day interactions. A kind of tuning in. I really wish I could post more often but I realize that when time is right then I will do so. I prefer to always post in quality rather then quantity.

Dream#3: A Time Difference
I am in a small hallways and waiting to go into a room. The door has very delciate carvings. I step to look closer adn a man walks up to me and I turn and look at his clothes and ask," What time period is this?"

He replies," This is the year 1940. And what time do you think "you" are in?"

"It is 2008. I am in the year 2008."

He smiles and tells me," Very good! You are a quick learner."

He opens the door and I see bright light. End of dream .

Interpretation: This was a short dream but very meaningful. I was fully conscious in this astral travel. The gentleman was a guide. He was testing the waters to see if I could discern the current place I was visiting, from my the time in my current incarnation. This is a first for me! I have viewed and took part in reliving my past lives but this was way different. I felt like I passed a test. The bright lit room is my real home. I have seen this before and I am very happy to go there. I usually wake up with tons of energy and renewed hope.

Going to Church and The Other Dimension

2008-09-05T18:31:00.001-05:00

I had two very different dreams last night. They were so different that I am still trying to figure it out.

Dream # 1: Going to Church

I am in the back of a car. There is an elderly man sitting to my right. Another man is driving. I am wearing a long wool winter coat. There is a bit of snow on the road. The car looks like a big car from the 40's. I hear the tires going through the slush as we pull up to a church. There are only a few other cars parked.

The men drop me off at the door. I open the door and I do not see anyone I know. I want to hear what the the pastor has to say. An older lady smiles at me as I sit in the pew in front of her. The pews are very worn an old.

A man with a long black beard speckled with gray comes out. He does not look like any pastor I have ever seen. I try to listen but I am distracted by the large piles of letters lying in bundles at the end of stage. What are letters doing on the stage. I get the idea that I should move those letters. I look to see if anyone is watching and I focus on moving them telepathically. I am happy to see them move without any effort. I hear a few people mumble in surprise. I want to move one more bundle but I do not want to be caught. Just as I start to focus I stop and hear the Rabbi/teacher say....... 111.....prepare. Prepare what? Those are the numbers I keep seeing when I am awake. I wish I had paid more attention.

Interpretation:(Spiritual) This one has me stumped. This really felt like a past life memory with a present day message. Since I am currently experiencing triple digits everywhere in my life. I have read the meanings but this was a specific message that did not have anything at all to do with what I have already learned. I need to focus on retrieving this info.

Dream#2: The Other Dimension

I am driving down a road that leads to a city. There is a man sitting in the passenger side. He is looking ahead with great interest. I watch in horror as black ominous clouds gather in intensity over this city. The whole sky becomes back. But it is not a normal looking sky. It takes on a glassy appearance almost like obsidian rock. The shapes take on many geometric patterns. They remind me of black crystals. If there was such a thing. There appears to be a magnetic storm in this black void. I do not want to go anywhere near this black wall. I really am afraid. I tell my passenger I can't go further. He tells me not to worry and we get out of the car.

He walks up to the wall and we walk through together. I expect the worse. We come out on the other side of this city. But it is quite not "right" the natural laws of what I have known does not exist here. Everything feels "opposite". (?) I look around and I see a marketplace. A man goes to pay for his purchase and as he hands the money to the clerk, the clerk refuses his money. What? Money is not needed here? The clerk grabs back the purchase. They are suppose to barter with each other and the customer did not understand that yet. I see someone starting to fight with his wife or girlfriend and then he disappears into flecks of energy. I guess that negative thoughts are not allowed. But why was the entry to this place so scary.

"Is this another dimension." I ask my guide.

He laughs and responds, "Where it is darkest is where your light shines brightest."

I am puzzled and seeing this he laughs even harder.

He hugs me and tells me that everything is alright. End of dream .

Interpretation: (Spiritual) I will admit that this scared the crap out of me. I am glad that I had a guide for wherever I wandered into. I was truly frightened. This was a very lucid dream. I could here the energy crackling in the air. What did I travel through? I thought it was going to be really monstrous on the other side but it wasn't. There were some iffy things happening. My memory is foggy but I it was not negative in nature. This place was just not "normal". The people were not human even though they looked human. I swear I did not eat pizza before going to bed. I think my fear was the typical fear of the unknown. The entry to this other place (dimension) was really not as bad as it appeared.

I think the last bit of info that was given was that I have to not just keep to myself and others like me but to truly cast my light and energy to help those who need it the most.

It was a strange night with a lot of cryptic messages.

Invading Russians!?

2008-08-25T17:45:00.004-05:00

This was quite an interesting dream to say the least. It was very lucid and I focused on the details.

I am living in a small village somewhere in Germany. I try to look for a sign or anything but cannot find what town I am in. It is snowing outside and I and many others are hiding in a house. We cannot see out into the streets because there is a very bad blizzard. We listen to a radio but we cannot get anything on it. A soldier rushes in and tells us that the Russians have reached our borders. A lady and her daughter start crying. The whole room feels bad. I want to go outside and see for myself. I am warned not to go out. The soldier becomes distracted so I sneak out the back door.

I look out onto a side street. There is no sign of life. There are a few streetlamps that are still lit but they are dimmed by the heavy snow. My feet are very cold. My shoes are worn and I can see my stockings coming through. I blow into the air and can see my breath.

I walk to the square and look west. All of the lights are out. Everyone has deserted us. We are all alone. One of the soldiers waiting outside comes over and tells me I need to find shelter. To hide. I want to help. He warns me that if I am found I will raped or shot. I know that I will be fine. I try to tell him this but I can't. He wouldn't believe me.

I see a few shops. I look and focus. It is a little bakery shop. I look east and all I see is darkness. All the lights are out. We are alone. The snow is piling up and visibility is poor. How can the Russians find us in this storm? I hear shooting and men shouting. I rush back into the house. The people are huddled in the living room. I shout for them to put the light out and to follow me. I am sure that I can get us to safety. End of dream.

Interpretation: (Spiritual)
This is a past life coming into play with some current situations in my life. I have been in tough spots before and have have found the strength to help not only myself but others. This is when I shine. I get flustered with the dumbest things in life but in emergencies or times of crisis I get very calm and step up to the plate. It is like someone else takes over. This is a strength that I have. I am a very passive person to say the least. Confrontation is not my thing nor is being aggressive. This inner strength I believe is my self tapping into the true being that I am. The timid mouse becomes a defender and fighter for those in trouble. This is not the first time that I have went back to this very same time period of helping others. There have been times where I have helped school children escape from the Nazis. In this lifetime I helped my father to the hospital when he was in a very bad ATV accident. He had broken his jaw and at the time no one could think. My mother was screaming and my little brother was crying. I grabbed some ice. Applied it to his face and wiped his mouth that was bleeding. There was a job to be done. Quickly. I stepped up.

In short, I think this memory or message, is to remind me that I am and always have been strong. Strength is there for me to tap into. Anytime.

~Blessings

Many Dreams And Catching Up

2008-08-22T19:40:00.001-05:00

I have been so far behind on blogging. Especially this one. I never realize how much it was helping me to post my dreams. It was allowing me to tap into a special area of my spiritual learning. No need to go into the details. The only excuse is that I have been very busy this summer. I do need to be more faithful in posting my spiritual side of life. The dreams that will be sharing took place in the past three days. On we go.......

Dream#1: Driving Myself
I am driving down a mountain road with many sharp turns. There are two men in the car with me but they are not helping me at all with their back seat driving so I lose control and slide into a guard-rail. I open the door and tell them to get out. They look ashamed for causing me problems. I start the car up and my driving is much better. No weaving and no running off of the road. I am in control of my car. No one else. End of dream.

Interpretation: (Spiritual, Psychological) I am in charge of my own life. I cannot leave it to others to steer my "car" for me. I can learn from others but not at the expense of turning from my own path. Good message. At this point in time I do not have anyone trying to steer me away from myself. But I have had problems with this in the past. as I am sure we all have. Whether it is parents, friends, spouses or whoever, we must accept that this life is ours to live. No one should take that from you.

Dream#2: Dishonor
I am living in a small town in the mountains. I live in a very nice house with my mother and my sister. We are well to do. There is celebration taking place and I search for my ceremony (?) clothes to wear. As I am looking my mother comes in screaming at me. She tells me that I have dishonored my family by losing my child. I feel bad that my child passed away and it made me upset. I started to scream at her that it was not my fault. She told me I was a curse to the family. I screamed back that she was a cruel mother and that if she hated me so much I would leave.

I go for the front door and I see her coming at me with the family sword . I run down the other side of the stairs and I see my sister come running to help me. (There are two exists from the front step of our home. ) I yell that our mother has gone mad. I try to stop my sister but she does not listen. I grab at her again and catch her by the sleeve of her dress. But it is too late. My mother tries to stab me in the back but misses and strikes my little sister. I drag her down the steps screaming in the streets for someone to help us. A man runs over as I hold my sister. she has fainted but to my relief I see that she has sustained a small cut. Nothing fatal. She would be okay. End of dream.

Interpretation: (Past life?) I have no idea where this one came from. I never had any like it ever. I have a younger brother but not a younger sister.

I was Asian in this dream. I think it was in Japan. I could be wrong. I have tried to associate it to something with my current life but I draw a blank. Though I have disappointed my mother in the past I have never been hated by my mother. The woman in this dream was insane with rage. I was more afraid for my younger sister. I am not sure of the time period either. I do not know much of the history of the Asian countries. However, my daughter does. She is absolutely fascinated with Japanese culture. Her dream is to work for and artist there. I support her all the way. I do feel a strong connection to my daughter. She is so very much like me and has shown from an early age of her psychic abilities. I feel like the younger sister in this dream was my daughter. It is possible. I have never regressed to this life before. If it is indeed a past life. Not a nice dream /memory.

Fire, Pregnant and Teaching

2008-07-20T19:59:00.000-05:00

Wow! I had no idea that it has been so long since I have posted. Life grabbed me and I had to focus on many other things. It is great to be back. I am looking forward to exploring the astral. Actually due to a lot of stress, a lot of my dreams in the past few months were not so good. But it is time to move forward once again.

Dream# 1: Fire
I am at my ex in-laws . It is night and we are having a get-together. We start to hear what sounds like fireworks going off. We look to the woods which are behind their house and it is completely on fire. The house next door in engulfed in flames. Everyone starts screaming and running for their cars. I watch as embers of fire fall from the sky like a snow storm. As it its I can hear it sizzle. I run to my car and get in hoping that I could leave before the fire melts my tires. End of dream.

Interpretation:(?)This is very interesting. I really and truly get along with my ex in-laws. I can actually call them my friends. This dream had my concerned when I woke up. I called them to see if they were okay. Of course not mentioning the dream. Everything was okay. however, there does seem to be a lot of drama in that family. I mean a lot. That is one thing I do not miss. The fire coming from the sky has got me stumped. I have a block here. It could be some major life changes for that family. A transmutation?

Dream #2: Very Pregnant
I am waiting in a doctor's office. I am at least eight months pregnant. I want to make sure that the baby I am carrying is doing well. I touch my stomach and feel the baby kicking. I can feel the baby moving about in the small area in which in lives. I feel so good to feel this life inside me. I am anxious for it to be born.
The doctor checks me and tells me everything is wonderful and that I shall deliver a very healthy child. The baby kicks again in affirmation to his statement. End of dream.

Interpretation: (Spiritual, Psychological)
Very easy. This is a birth of a new idea coming into my life. I am seriously thinking of getting back into a field of work I have not done in quite awhile. I went to school many ages ago to learn to be a professional cake decorator. I did very good but again big changes came along and I gave it up. Too much to go into. I tried it again when I moved to Las Vegas but that was a horrid negative experience. The casino I worked for was very toxic. The people were abusive to it's employee's so I said goodbye. I refused to be abused or humiliated. I care not about how much money they paid me. I did however love to work for myself. By myself. I flourish by working alone. So..... I have been introducing my talents at various parties I have been to this summer. My husband and I are both in agreement that I should aggressively pursue this.

Dream #3 Teaching
I am in a school. It looks to be a Middle school. I see one of my teachers and he tells me that it is time to meet my students. He points to a stairway and tells me that I will be on the top floor. I walk up a very steep stairs but I have no trouble. I am excited to get to my class. The hallway is all white as well as the floor. But the wood work has intricate patterns. Symbols? I see a teacher and ask him which classroom is mine. He points and tells me that it is at the end of the hall, room 216. I reply that I enjoyed the teacher who had taught me in that room. He was very kind and I learned a lot from him.

I enter my class and though I have only a few students I am very excited to be given the opportunity to teach. I can see that they are excited as well. I walk to my desk and see a very large book. It looks like I will be busy. I also notice that I will be supervised. I can see a figure to the right of me but as I turn to look he disappears. I guess he wants to remain incognito. End of dream.

Interpretation: (Spiritual)
In the astral we are both students and we can also be teachers. A few years back I recall that I was a teacher in an elementary/grade school level. It seems that I have advanced a wee bit. There has been much spiritual growth taking place in my life. I have been working off some karma as well. So it must be in accord with the great changes taking place on this planet. That is another story for another time.
This could mean many things to many different people. Dreams are so very complex as the people/souls who dream them. I have always enjoyed exploring this realm and will continue to do so. I have learned that as we live in these bodies we also as souls continue to work whilst sleeping. I do believe this. Even if we do not recall our dreams, our higher selves will. No time is wasted on this earth or in spiritual realm.

Thank you all that have passed by this way. My hope is to enlighten and encourage each one to seek the unknown and to open up to their full spiritual potential.

~Blessings

Guides and Snake With A Message

2008-05-15T18:35:00.005-05:00

SO much has been going on that I will spare my regular readers. I am very much involved in Shamanistic travels for healing. I am at a point where I may need help for me to go deeper. As my original pain or spiritual injury was many lifetimes ago. I am being patient though. Meanwhile, my dreams have become very intense.

Dream#1: Guides

I am in a darkened room. There are candles lit and the glow from them is very soothing. There are two other people with me. We are in a circle. Are backs are against one another. Before us are teachers or guides. They are very evolved souls. They ask each of us in turn , as to what gifts we think we have. The other two rattled off immediately. The teachers surrounding us did nor seem overly surprised nor excited at their answers. I heard someone whisper something about boasting. My turn was next. I felt useless. I wasn't rich. I had no specific talents. I could not carry a tune if I had a bucket to carry it in. I was not a runway model. I was not a professional in the world. No high degree or honors were ever bestowed on me. I felt very humble among these successful souls. I walked up to the teacher and hung my head. I felt so very bad. I was honest in my answer, "I have no gifts. I am nothing. All I have is my love and light to give to others. That is it. I am nothing."

I started to cry. One of the teachers told me to look up and forward. I did so. His face was hidden in the shadows but I could see an arm reach out to grab my hand. He had some sort of glowing golden orb that hovered over my hand. I had no idea what this meant. He whispered in to me from the shadows, "You have a golden gift. Never compare yourself to any other. You have done much to get to this point. You have the gift of............" End of dream.

Interpretation: (Spiritual) ARG!!!! Just as I was being told my gift my cat Miss Tissy woke me up with a screech. She wanted fed and so I bolted right up at the most important time. This dream was an astral travel to be sure. I was there. I felt. Experienced it and was conscious and aware of what was happening. Who were the other two people? Other aspects of myself. I don;t think so. I can usually tell when the other actors are me. I think the teacher/guide was what I needed to focus on. I have been calling out to my guides for assistance. For many different reasons. I am on some serious spiritual quests at this time of my life. A lot changes are taking place. I feel like a snake growing too fast for it's skin.

The element gold does imply that I have an inner treasure that is more worthy then the perceived wealth and success of our societies. I am seeking inner peace as opposed to most who seek outer material stimulants. I am content and grateful for the things I have. I am grateful for my home. It is not worth millions but it means the world to me. We only own one car and it is just a small one that get wonderful gas mileage. I have no desires for fancy overpriced gas guzzlers. I rarely wear makeup and when I do I just add a touch to bring out my natural beauty. I have no idea what the current fashions are or what is the right haircut is for this year. My hair is to my waist. I wash it.Comb it and then either let it hang, braid it or put it up in some sort of bun. That is me. Simple, earthy and not into the modern world too much.

I am a very sensitive, kind and loving soul. In my 40 years on this earth I have found these are not the best qualities that corporations, the business world or the very powerful care to see in a person. Wouldn't it be nice when someday the world would awaken to see all the internal beautiful souls residing in all of us ? Great dream to remind me to honor the beautiful soul within that is absolutely priceless.

Dream#2: Snake With A Message

I am walking on a road that is surrounded by a large body of water. I see water that seems to go on forever but there is always the road appearing before me as I walk. I see no other people around me. Just the miles of water and the road I am on. I kind of like it. I am use to being alone. I look up and see a very bright light above. It is not the sun, I tell myself. I look down at my feet and see that I am kind of hovering just above it. Cool. I think of flying but I don't. I feel that I have to stay on this road.

I come upon a clearing. Instead of water there is now a forest and fields with tall grass. It looks like it is late summer here. It is very pretty. I see in the field a large snake. I walk up the road and stop to watch. A very large cobra comes out onto the path. His hood is open and he dances back and forth in the middle of the road. Just then a large alligator comes and charges at the snake. They begin to fight furiously. I am a bit shocked these two would fight. The Cobra puts up a good fight. I know that the snake will win. It is much wiser. The alligator is pure base emotions. Snake is wisdom. I know this as I watch. Pretty cool. I wonder what else I will see.

I come to a a small hilltop and I look to my left to see a very large orange and red snake (coral snake?) crawling down towards me. Oh shit! I know it is here for me but I still want to run. I see a building to my left and walk to it. I can feel the snake right behind me. I feel drawn to go inside because there is something important in there.

I step inside. It is very bright in here but I adjust and see a man standing before me. I hear a rustling and see that my snake is quite large and coming at me fast. I start to jerk to avoid the snake but the man tells me to stand still and to accept what is coming. I already know. I hold up my right hand and the snake lunges and bites my hand. This snake decides to use teeth, rather then fangs. But it hangs on. It will not let go. I know it is pointless to shake it. When it is time, it will let me go.

I stand there waiting. Will I be swallowed? I close my eyes and then open them again. The snake is still holding on. The man grabs my left hand turns it, palm up.

"What do you see?"

I see what looks like a black orb over my hand. It is hovering.

"Look closer. Tell me what you see. Focus. "

This time I lean in closer and I see stars. Universes. Billions of lights. Energies forming. Stars dying. Starts being born. I feel very light. I feel like falling into the orb. I no longer see the room with the man or the snake. I just let myself go. I want to stay here forever. It is beyond peaceful. The snake lets go and I am pulled back to the room. I am tired. But very excited. There is so much more to learn. There are no limitations. I am going to wake up in but one of many worlds.

End of dream.

Interpretation: (Spiritual) This dream was just beyond awesome. I did not need to write little notes. This stuck with me all day long. No way was my waking mind going to put this on some back burner.

The large bodies of water is my deep subconscious. I notice in my own personal experience that where water is, there is a deep message. Sometimes it is a symbol of my current emotional state. The water in this dream was calm. Peaceful. But a lot of it. Water also indicates spiritual alignment. Tuning into oneself. I wanted to be here. Before going to sleep, I asked for this journey. I just did not realize how deep I would go!

The lonely road is a good representation of me. I am somewhat of a loner but I can be very sociable. I am very comfortable when by myself. I do not need others around to entertain me. I have been like this since I was a child. The spiritual paths I seek are a bit out of the range of modern religious teachings. That's okay with me too. I am cool with them but I seek more.

The snake and alligator is wisdom and ancient base needs at odds. Snake is wisdom and alligator is our base needs such as eating, mating, fighting, killing, etc. The Cobra is a first in my astrals far as type of snake. I sensed a lot of power and force. I needed to stay in this astral and not wake up out of fear.

Each move I made was with conscious thought. This dream was sharp and clear.

Before I move on, snakes have been a common factor in my dreams for a very long time. It was just in the past few years that I accepted snake an one of my animal totems. They show up both in my waking world and dream travels. I have been both bitten and swallowed by them. Over time I learned that this is the gift of ancient wisdom being given to me. I still will not have a snake as a pet but I highly respect them as I do all living creatures. I thought I would mention this for any new readers or those passing by. Snakes are not evil to me. Many cultures other then the western world of course, accept snakes as healers and symbols of wisdom. It is a great honor to have snake choose you. And I am serious in this. I would never have in my life would on purpose choose snake as one of my totems. This is why when I see them I know that a powerful vision or message is coming up. And in this dream, it certainly did.

Entering the building was my acceptance of the message to be given. By entering this place I am also accepting this new information to enter into my life.

The snake I felt was not going to have it any other way. I asked and now the message was to be delivered.

The Master Guide was also the one in my prior dream. I think it was the same person. He made me feel at ease. I knew that he spoke the truth and therefore I was even more perceptive and open to the message.

The message? I am just awed. I really cannot put the experience into the right world or even a defined interpretation. That would be so limiting. I do feel both excited and humbled from the experience. I saw creations and was a part of the creations. As well as everyone else. The stars were a part of me. A part of you. We are the universe. We are eternal and limitless. This is one of those astral travels I will never ever forget.

My Quest and Zombies

2008-04-14T19:53:00.002-05:00

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.

Baby Dragon, Bus Driver

2008-03-24T19:57:00.000-05:00

I am back. Life has been very busy. Which is good. It creates balance and keeps me properly grounded, especially when doing heavy astral travel. Thank you all that may have checked in now and then to see if I was alive. I am indeed. With the coming of Spring I am outdoors much of the time. I also have been working hard with various activist groups. Anyhoo, I do indeed have many dreams to share. Read on fellow travelers.

Dream #1 Baby Dragon

I am in a small room. It is very cozy and warm. There is a small fire in a fireplace and I see books on a desk. I am sitting at a table and a small baby dragon jumps up and starts to nuzzle at my hand. I start to pet it and it leans in pleasure. His body does not feel like a reptile. It feels more like very coarse hair. Almost like a baby porcupine. I start to rub it in a way in which it does not like and it turns to glare at me and hiss. Thank goodness no smoke or fire. I once more pet him very gently and I notice a small lump at his neck. I am not sure what it is and I pull it off. It looks like a large tick. Yuck! I throw it into the fire and it pops. The baby dragon is very happy now. He is now a pretty blue color and he flies through an open window into a night sky. End of dream.

Interpretation: (Psychological) This has to be a dream speaking loudly with symbolism. I am quite curious as I have no real fascination for dragons. They are quite interesting but I lean toward more air elementals. Fire is one element I am a bit afraid of. It is wild and hard to control.

The cozy room shows that I am in my comfort zone. I am safe here. The little dragon is a new addition or element in my subconscious. I am accepting it into my space so to speak. taking place at night is also important. A clear night sky with stars represents my inner magical realms. This is a great place for the beginning or preparations for re-birth as the ancient Greeks believed.

Now to the little dragon. Since I have not ever dreamt of dragons this is very important to me. A dragon to many beliefs is a very powerful life force symbol. Since my little friend turned blue this is my message to seek and attain my own inner peace. I find this has been getting very easy for me. In spite of all the turmoil in the world I am not absorbing the negativity any longer. Even the drama in my family leaves me on the side with objectivity and feelings of " the world is changing and I am going with the flow." When in public it is much mire easier for me to tune out the negative vibrations and to send out my own peace. Today every deserted aisle I walked down would become full of other shoppers in a matter of minutes. My husband and I call it the "White Light Effect". I feel that these people are in need of my energy and since there is an endless supply of love energy, it can be given freely. I once upon a time had the illusion they were draining me. It is not so.

Far as the little tick on his neck... it could be that I am banishing negative things that would drain my life force. Very good dream.

Dream#2: Bus Driver

I am walking down a street when a woman tells me that they need a bus driver. I see that the roads are very icy and tell her that I think it is a bad idea to drive a bus in such treacherous roads. She doesn't care. I get in the bus and it sputters but I get it started. I start sliding down the road but I stay on it unlike some of the other drivers. I see quite a few cars and trucks stranded on the side. The road becomes a bit less icy but the bus conks out on me. I get behind and start to push it. A man approaches me from the the roadside. He tells me to pull that damn thing off the road.

"This is not the job for you. Do not let others lead you from your path. Stay on your own road and do your own thing. If it feels wrong.. then it is wrong. "

I thank him and see that the road is clear once more.

Interpretation: (Psychological) This is very easy. This man in one of my guides. The less intimidating ones but he is straightforward. Do not goof around and keep doing what I am doing. Do not let others sway me to take on tasks that are not in my vibration. For instance, I have been working on raising my vibrations to a higher level. When I feel like crap or situations pulling me down then I seek to raise them again or remove myself from that influence. Example would be... my husband was watching a movie with a lot of war and death. I felt my energy levels being lowered so I left the room and watched something more positive in my study. It truly works when you become aware of who you are. Good message not just for me but for all of us.

The Theme of Snow

2008-02-29T17:45:00.001-06:00

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

2008-02-16T17:56:00.001-06:00

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

2008-02-13T19:20:00.003-06:00

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

2008-02-07T19:19:00.000-06:00

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

2008-02-04T10:19:00.000-06:00

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

2008-02-01T19:11:00.000-06:00

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!

A Teacher

2008-01-25T19:09:00.000-06:00

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.

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Aggressiveness and Flying Fairies

2008-01-23T13:40:00.001-06:00

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

2008-01-20T17:41:00.000-06:00

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

2008-01-16T19:03:00.000-06:00

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

2008-01-12T17:29:00.000-06:00

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

2008-01-11T16:48:00.000-06:00

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?

2008-01-09T16:36:00.000-06:00

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

2008-01-06T17:24:00.000-06:00

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

2008-01-05T17:00:00.000-06:00

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

2008-01-03T16:16:00.000-06:00

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

2008-01-02T11:40:00.000-06:00

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.

Saying Farewell to 2007

2007-12-30T17:59:00.001-06:00

I want to express my gratefulness to all my friends, fellow/lady bloggers who hop onboard my strange little astral plane. Thank you for all your comments and insights. I have learned so much from the feedback.

The end of the year has been a mass exodus of negative energies. Looking at it from a different viewpoint I guess it is one of things a spirit has to endure to get stronger. I should be Superwoman by now!!

In case you do not read my other blog I have been through a series of unfortunate events. First the broken wing/hand, then my hubby and I both received the flu from Santa. I have recovered thank goodness. Hubby is not so lucky. Then the t.v. went down along with some other electrical things. Again, clearing of energies. Either that or I have damn Gremlins!

Flights on the Astral Plane will be resumed January 2nd. Hope to see you there.

Many blessings of peace, love and light to you all.

Have a Happy New Years!

~Titania Starlight

The Crystal Necklace and Fire

2007-12-15T10:36:00.001-06:00

Quite a good night for telekinesis dreams. You will see what I mean.

Dream#1: The Crystal Necklace

I am outside in front of a large building. I am outside with some others waiting to enter. There is all kinds of chit chat. I and a few others stand apart from the groups. There are about five of us. As I stand in front of a group of young men that are being a bit obnoxious. I find their behavior childish but that is okay as long as they will listen to me when it is time to enter the building. I think I am their teacher.

I hear the doors opening and my students are still busy playing and joking about. I am very serious and need them to focus on more serious matters.

I see one of the young man as a crystal necklace around his neck. I stand in front of him and tell him by telepathy to stand still. He does not listen so with telekinesis I take the necklace from his neck and it flies into my hand. That gets every one's attention. I tell him to take it back. He can't so I send it back but it overshoots into some bushes. I apologize and direct my group into the building. End of dream.

Interpretation: (Spiritual) This is a message concerning my own spiritual pursuits. It indicates that I am accepting spiritual influences in my life and that I am willing to share what I have learned on my difficult but rewarding journey. I must keep in mind to be patient with others in their learning processes. I also am seeking to enter higher states of consciousness which I feel that I have to be focused and centered. I cannot have my energies scattered to the four winds.
As far as the crystal necklace these have appeared many times before not only in my dreams but also when I have went on vision quests with my totem animals: wolf, raven and bear. The one I wear is not always clear but appears to change colors. I associate the colors with the colors of the chakras.

Dream#2: Fire

It is late summer maybe early Autumn and people are out in their yards mowing, barbecuing and generally enjoying the nice weather. I am standing on a sidewalk in front of my house. I have not been to this house yet. It is a new place. I look over at a bush and think, " That bush looks dry. I bet it would catch on fire easily". And with that thought, the bush bursts into flames! What the hell? I am a bit taken back that I had just started a fire. I am not very comfortable around fire. It is not an element I feel I can control.

I try to step on the bush to put the fire out but that doesn't work. A new fire starts in another spot and soon there are little fires starting throughout the neighborhood. I start to panic. I have to put the fires out.I run around n other people's yards looking for a water hose. I find one far away from the fire. I turn on the water but it won't reach. It does sputter a few droplet on the one fire but it is not enough. I throw the hose down and try to calm down. By now everyone has stopped and is staring at me.I take a deep breath and point at the fires and I am now able to control them by myself. I am not afraid of the fire anymore. Everyone goes back to their errands. I am pleased at my little accomplishment. The fires are no longer out of control and there is no damage to the bushes. They are not being burned. End of dream.

Interpretation: (Spiritual) Fire can represent psychic energy and the opening up to spiritual communication. Fire is associated with passion. When I woke from this dream I received the message as being along the lines of the Kundalini life force awakening within me. I think it started three years ago with the many things that I began to experience. I just did not know what was happening at the time. I have come to the realize as to what has been happening. A very profound breakthrough in my spiritual quest.

For those with christian upbringing it is interesting to note that the early Christians might have referred to the concept as 'pneuma', and there are some recent parallels in contemporary Christian Charismatic 'Holy Ghost' phenomena.

I will be posting more information in upcoming posts. With the holidays it is getting a bit tough to post regularly. Hopefully with the new year I will be able to devote more time in sharing my experiences.

Below is a short video that depicts very well the Kundalini Energy Awakening. Very beautiful.

A Scenic Drive

2007-12-11T18:38:00.000-06:00

I had a lot of dreams last night. I will only post the one since I go into a lot of detail. :o)

Dream #1: A Scenic Drive

My husband and I are taking a drive on a winding road. There is a mountain of rock to the left and to teh right in a phenomenal view of mountains, a river and a perfect sky. The view is beyond beautiufl. I grab my camera to get soem greatr shots. I look up and see that my hubby is driving way to fast on the sharp turns. He did this when we visited Colorado. Are we in Colorado? I tell him to slow down but he is smiling and having fun. I feel safe and let my fear go.

We come to a wooded area and the road is no longer a highway. It is a nice little road and my husband slows down so we can get a better look. We pass an area that looks like it had recently been flooded but the homeowners turned a negatvie into a postive by making various rock gardens and waterfalls that gave the property a very enchtanign look. I tell him to slow down and I cannot believe how clear this in in my dream. (I am by this time aware that I am dreaming.)

We keep on this road and we both are happy.

Interpretation:(Psychological) Good dream. My husband and I live two totally different existences far as our work goes. He has the fast paced casino life style and he sometimes brings it home with him. I changed from a Type AAAAA+ about 2 years ago. I was kind of forced into it but looking back it was a blessing in disguise. The fast paced rushed world was literally killing me. I had developed high blood pressure, I found out I had a problem with my heart, I was having migraines, skin rashes, a tumor was found and removed in my breast and then I started to have seizures. All of this stopped me in my tracks. The seizures had absolutely nothing to do with the stress but it amazing how that was the catalyst that turned me about face. I see my husband going down the same trail I was on. He is not concerned about his health because he says he doesn't have time. We need to get on the same page (road) with our lives.

Snakes At Attention

2007-12-09T16:54:00.001-06:00

It has been a long long time since I posted on my dream blog. Ouch! I had no idea until I took time from my busy schedule to check.
Like everyone else the holiday season is demanding more of my time and this time of year I get orders for Christmas cookies plus what I have to make for my own family and friends.

I have not stopped dreaming. Lately,most of my dreams seem to be of the house-cleaning sort. Those dreams that the mind takes information with no particular message and sorts it away. For example I watched the last episode of "The Sopranos" and then had a dream about gangsters shooting. No message there. The images that my mind viewed just carried over into dream time.

The snake dream I had was quite interesting in the fact that they were doing something brand new other then slithering, biting and chasing people. Read on.....

Dream : Snakes At Attention

I am carrying my baby boy down a country road. It is twilight and I can still see where I am walking. On each side of the road there is very tall green grass. It is blowing in the wind. There are people walking ahead of me. A very large rattlesnake appears in the middle of the road. It is very fat but quick. It pretends to scare me but I keep walking towards it. It stops and turns and disappears into the the grasses.

Out of the corner of my eye I see something moving in the tall grass. Thinking it is the snake I turn to look. The baby is cooing and pointing. There are snakes standing(?) straight up as if at attention. They follows us with their bodies as we walk past. The scene has become very still other then the snakes and me walking with the baby cooing. I wonder why they are doing this? End of dream.

Interpretation: (Spiritual and or psychological) Snakes have been a regular part of my dreams. I work closely with totem animals and Snake has been one that I have recently accepted after much trepidation. Once I got past old beliefs everything became easier to understand. Especially when it comes to healing and the spiritual plane. It is very important that I am an active force in my own healing in order for me to help others.

The snakes in this dream were acknowledging my spiritual growth. Kind of a heads up to keep on truckin. A confirmation that I am on the path that I have chosen. It also indicates my continual healing. At this time I have made steps to heal some past wounds with family members. I was afraid but I needed to make that step.

The snakes at attention could be of respect and or my own respect for the divine that resides within. I am ready to receive enlightenment or the instructions of my higher self.

The baby boy I am not sure about as he keeps appearing. IT may be a new part of myself that I am nurturing for the journey ahead of me. A month or so ago I was pregnant and now the child has manifested in the astral . Pretty cool, huh? :o)

Looking At The Universe

2007-12-01T16:42:00.001-06:00

Dream#1: Looking At the Universe

I am at a banquet. I have been here before many times. I have met "others" that are like me. We meet here to catch up and receive messages. The people here are courteous, well-mannered and caring of the other. There is no selfishness, egotism, etc. I feel that we are all equal and on the same page.

There is a large buffet table full of delicious food. There is a section dedicated entirely to bread. An important food that we seem to be encouraged to eat freely of. I see no meat of any sort. I do not mind nor do the others. A lady points to a dessert and asks if I know what it is. I see that it is apple crisp. I tell her that it is good and she takes a large spoonful. There is no gluttony at this event whatsoever. There is plenty to go around and the food never disappears but magically replenishes.

I take my plate to a table. I do not recognize them by sight but more like feeling that they are kindred spirits. The table is quiet but for a few people speaking in low whispers. I think that this is how we like it. Loud noises are not acceptable. I hear faint music in the back ground. It is so soothing. I could listen to it forever.

All of a sudden a lady comes into the room and sits down in front of us. She is not one of us. She is very angry and negative. She screams and demands that to see a doctor. No one will acknowledge this screaming banshee. I cannot stand her negative energy but I have to do something. I attract her attention and she sits down across from me. She glowers with hate and impatience. I tell her to calm down. That she will feel better. She starts screaming again. I stare as she shrieks curses.

One of the "doctors" comes into the room to assist. He takes out a white writing instrument. Chalk? He kneels in front of me and pulls my legs towards him. He smooths my dress which is black or very deepest purple and begins to write in a strange language. The words come to life and swirl around the black/purple of my dress. The lady stops shrieking.She fades away. I see the words have become stars and my dress is the sky. I feel dizzy.

I wake up and I am driving down the road with my husband. He tells me that he has to get charcoal at Ambrose's. A little country store where I grew up at. I tell him that one, he has no idea where to go since he is from Chicago and this is Pennsylvania. Two, this place has been shut down for years. He insists on going. Ok.

I look out the window and it is late summer. It looks like dream landscape. Kind of hazy in spots. And it is November in waking world, not summer. (Becoming very lucid.) I am dreaming and very aware of it. I see what I can do so I start to tell my husband for which now I know is an image and I want to recall my dream upon waking so I begin to recite the dream I had just before waking up in this new dream.

"I have to tell you about this crazy dream ." I tell him.

"Go ahead." Hubby answers.

"I had this strange dream about this rude lady at one of my meetings and we had to get her out of there. I think she wandered in from a lower vibrational field. She was negative. Then a doctor wrote on my skirt which became the sky. Is that not wild?"

I feel myself being pulled backwards. Aware of waking. I am ready to wake up.

Interpretation : This was one mind blowing dream. Wow! I have no idea where to begin. the meeting place may be an actual astral place I meet others of my soul group or my higher self. I do know that while here there in fact no negative energies. It is just that I feel this I am working in a higher frequency where even I do not carry any negative earth energies that may be attached from daily living. I feel clean in this place.

Doctors are in my dreams and they do heal on different levels. This lady may have been a past aspect of myself that I have let go in order to heal or she may in fact been a negative energy. the others were not able to address her needs. The doctor felt that I was able to do so. Perhaps I recognized her pain deep down.

The black purple dress was not my usual color that I wear so this is significant. This could be the mysteries of the unknown . Tapping into the All. I felt that my skirt was a window to another place. It was scary but in an exciting way. The words were an ancient language. When I tried to read them that is when they turned into stars. Stars is an indication of being in contact or communion with others. The vastness stretched before was showing me the magnitude and endless possibilities of the Divine. A microcosm-macrocosm relationship we all have. This dream would indicate a manifestation of the divine.

When I slipped from that visit into a new dream I was very lucid at this point and was aware of what I had done. I think that I did not want to slip or miss the message of what I had just viewed so I chose to take a few moments to go over before waking up. I was conscious and changing my environment. Since my husband is a good listener to my dreams in my waking world, I chose to manifest his form in order to recite what I had viewed. This was far out!!

Three Black Cats

2007-11-26T16:56:00.001-06:00

I had a bad case of insomnia last night. Actually for the past few days. I have this extra energy. I have no idea where it is coming from. I seem to need less sleep. I have been averaging about 4-5 hours a night. I normally need 8 hours to function. I could be still feeling the effects of the full moon which was this past Saturday.

Dream#1: Three Black Cats
I am outside in the front yard of a cozy little cottage. I feel very comfortable at this place. I hear a baby crying and look down to see my baby lying in a carrier. I pick up my baby and try to calm him down. He sniffles and as pull him to the front of me he leaps back to my shoulder. I am quite surprised to see that the baby has turned into a very lively black cat. I put the kitty down and now I see not one black cat but two back cats. They chase one another about. I find them quite entertaining. I hear a baby crying again and the baby is now at the entrance to the cottage. I go to calm him once again. Again, the child turns into a black cat and begins to tussle with the other two. I laugh as they show off. End of dream.

Interpretation: (Psychological) This is a dream steeped with symbolism. The cottage to me symbolizes that I am comfortable with the simple things in life. No need or do I have to be anything for anyone. I am learning to accept who I am .

This dream took place between 3 and 5 a.m. Dreams during this time can reflect issues of spiritual development, freedom ,expression and transformations. I sometimes am able to tell when my dreams occured if I wake and look at the clock instead of drifting back.

The three black cats: Since I have never been superstitious this is not a bad omen or negative to me. Cats represent the feminine side of the soul. Black cats have been referred as the dark side of the feminine but I reject this meaning. Goes back to superstitions. I liked these cats. Black is teh unknown or potential yet to be found. Three is harmony or the body, mind and spirit becoming as one and working together. I would say that each symbol compliments the other.

I am accepting myself as a whole. I am also reminding myself to be who I am and have fun while I am on board.

DNA Shot and Helping A Friend

2007-11-23T11:52:00.000-06:00

I have been so busy with the waking world that I have not had the proper time to spend with my dreams. Plus all the over-eating is not a good thing for proper astral traveling either. :o)

Dream#1: DNA Shot

I am at my paternal grandparents home. It is a warm sunny day and I can see the grass is thick carpet that I love to run through with my bare feet. My grandmothers grapevine is just starting to get little grapes on them. I know there is no one home. I am dreaming. I state to myself that I am dreaming. I look around more carefully. It as I remembered as a child. I see the old chicken coop and the vegetable garden. Beyond that is endless fields. I feel so good. As I turn around I see a man come up from behind me. He is tall and is wearing a doctors lab coat. I have seen this "being" (?) before. I know that he is not entirely human. Others like him have healed me in the past. I am always a bit scared but I know that I am just reacting. I will not be hurt.

The Doctor garbs my right shoulder and pulls me toward him. He holds me with that one arm. Protectively. I see out of the corner of my eye a very long needle. I pull away and tells me that I will be okay. I still do not like the idea of any needles around me. I feel a sharp jam into the base of my skull. It doesn't in a sense physically hurt but I can feel that something has indeed been injected. I start to ask what it is and he answers my thoughts.

"It is new DNA."

That is it. That is all that he tells me. I feel myself floating. End of dream.

energy going in and out of my leg. It felt really nice. The Interpretation:(?) I have had these visitors before. They always appear as Doctors. There is usually two or three. But only one will communicate with me. I will share an incident prior to this so it can give a bit of insight. About seven years ago I was injured from a fall I had taken on a hiking trip. I decided that since it was not an emergency that I could wait until morning to have it looked at. I know when I went to bed my knee was bruised and throbbing. My ankle hurt to put any weight on it. Most likely it was sprained. My husband was upset with me for going on my own but I calmed him down and said all I wanted to do was go to bed. That night I had my dream of being strapped to a chair and three beings stood nearby. There was the main doctor to my left with strange objects and there was one in front of me and I could hear others speaking behind me. There could have been many more nearby. I have no idea. I was a bit frightened. The doctor held a large crystal in his hand and passed it near my leg that I had hurt during my hike. I saw sparkles traveling all along my leg which now felt like was on fire. I started to panic. The doctor spoke very calm and he soothes me with his tone. He sounds like he is singing. He told me that I was having a natural reaction as the human animal but that it was just an illusion. I listened and began to clam down. The burning stopped. Now it felt like warm little sparks of Doctor was pleased that I had learned so quickly. I sank back into the chair and no longer was I strapped. That too was an illusion. I let the crystal/lights do its job. When I woke up the next day my knee was healed and my ankle no loner was swollen. I was so shocked. I told my husband about the dream and showed him the proof. It was astounding. Whether I truly did have healers or it was some part of me it was quite a phenomenal occurrence. So what would it mean about new DNA. I think it is not necessary new DNA but DNA that is being awakened. It is a good thing for which all I have done has led me up to this point.

Dream#2: Helping A Friend
I am in a parking lot with my best friend, Dana. There apparently has been some kind of event and everyone is leaving in their cars. She has called me to help her find her car. She is starting to swear in frustration at her inability to find it. I ask if Rod her husband is picking her up and she tells me yes that he is "suppose" to but he is not reliable in showing up when he should.

I calm her down and tell her that I will walk with her into the parking lot to make sure she does not get hit my any of the crazy drivers.

We slowly cross and I lead her to where a large SUV is parked. I am sure that her husband is waiting there in the car. The SUV pulls out and sure enough he is there. She is still upset and so I tell her once more that I am there for her. End of dream.

Interpretation: (Psychological/ Spiritual) I have known Dana since high school. We knew each other but never really hung out. I was in college prep and she was in Special Education. When we started out as young adults on our own we by "coincidence" became neighbors. Dana is a to a small degree mentally handicapped. I knew that the "system" had labeled her and therefore she thought she could not do anything. She graduated from our so called school system unable to read very well or to even know how to count money. I began to help her. I took her out into the real world and showed her how to buy a hamburger and fries at McDonald's. It took time but I would not give up on her. She confessed that no one cared enough to take the time. Everyone made fun of her and called her "retarded", some of those being her own family members. I was horrified. We became very close like sisters. I helped her out when she had her first child.

I miss her since I have moved away in 1997. When I go back to visit. There is not enough time to catch up. She was surprised one day that I spoke to her as a soul to another soul. This makes me cry writing as the love that was exchanged was truly from our true selves. She knew that I had certain psychic abilities and could feel things. I explained a bit about my beliefs of how we have brilliant very intelligent souls that choose how we are to learn while living here on earth in these bodies. She grasped this immediately. I could see her eyes light up. I thanked her for choosing to play out this life with a disability. It took great courage to do so. She was a great teacher to me. She began to cry as well as I. I told her though she appears to be a little slow in learning that does not make her ever less then anyone else. That within her resides a much different person.

In the years ahead I watched her blossom. She never lets anyone belittle her and she is not afraid to ask questions.

I think that Dana is going through something right now. I will give her a call later today and see what she has been up to. I know she will be out Christmas shopping. I bet she tells me that she was thinking about me today. I think it is so wonderful when we realize how connected we all are to one another. Now I need to go wipe my eyes. :o)

Blessings.

The Military, Snakes @ Park and More

2007-11-17T16:31:00.000-06:00

I had a lot of dreams last night and I mean a lot. Two of the four had a person from my past in it. A definite message for me to take note of.

Dream #1 The Military Dream

I am in a town that is under Marshall Law. No one is allowed to leave the town. I am standing with a group of soldiers that are opposed to treating the townspeople so badly. A small fight breaks out between two of the officers. Some of the men in my group want to fight the other group but I tell them it's not the right thing to do. This will all calm down when we get our direct orders from the General . End of dream .

Interpretation :(Psychological) This is showing a bit of aggression on my part. At war with myself? I am making changes in my life where I need to be more assertive. I am not an extrovert and far from assertive but in this day and age you have to make allowances. I must keep a clear head and not be too emotional so I can make sound decisions. Nothing like getting in a fight with yourself. :o)

Dream #2: Snakes At the Park

I am at the little park back in my hometown. There are a few dogs and cats walking about without their owners. I am a bit worried for them because they are running loose. I see my cat Pinny who has been missing for two weeks now. He is scrawny and needs to be fed but he will not come to me. I see the grass moving like there are moles digging tunnels. I move closer and I am shocked to see three very large green snakes come up out of the ground. The shoot up into the air and slither like they are on an invisible slide. One of the snakes lunges out at me as if to strike me in the face. I don't move because they have tested me before. I am not afraid of them. I am not worried if I get bitten. I am still worried that they will hurt others that do not understand them . I go over and watch as the snakes slither back and forth looking. End of dream .

Interpretation: (Psychological/ Occult) Snakes is a totem that chose me a few years ago. I have worked with raven, hawk, polar bear and wolf. They come in my dreams and some in my waking world. Everyone but polar bear unless I move to the north pole. I recall the first time I met a wolf. Yes a real honest to goodness wolf. I began to cry. The owner understood. The wolf then allowed me to touch it. I will never forget that.

A few years ago as I said, snakes began to appear everywhere. In my dreams and everywhere I went in my waking world. It was a bit eerie at first until I had to work past the ingrained false ideas of snake. Here in the western world they are still treated as evil creatures. In many other cultures this is by far not the case. The only ones who understand would be our Native American Indians and shamans around the world.

Animals can be messengers and givers of signs and knowledge. Each has a specific meaning. Snakes are messengers of wisdom. Snakes are also symbolic with spiritual healing,spiritual awakening and kundalini power. This depends on the perception of the dreamer. A Christian or other mainstream Western religions would see the snake in a negative way. What is correct for on dreamer may be entirely different from another.

The snakes in this dream were acting a bit mischievous and teasing me. They were not going to hurt anything. My cat Pinny in fact is missing. He is a feral cat but he will come to me. I am afraid something may have happened to him. Hopefully, he will show up and need love and care that I have to give him.

Dream #3 :Sex In the Back Seat
I am in the back seat of a car with my ex-boyfriend. We are making out when a police car pulls up and I tell him to get away from me. I do not even want him near me. I start to shout for help but he moves off of me as a policewoman grabs him by the air and pulls him out. She arrests him for indecent exposure. I think I am next but she drives off leaving me there. I get out of the car and start to cry. I am so glad that he is gone. He hurt me. End of dream .

Interpretation: (Psychological) The ex-boyfriend in this dream was one of the worse time in my life. Also where I grew as a soul. A lot. And it was incredibly painful. I made mistakes and not only was I hurt but others as well. The instigator was this man. I was very naive and inexperienced about the world. I fell for and older man who said he was divorced. To make a long story short. He wasn't. There is four years of painful memories that are still there. Healed but with scars. I thought I had forgiven him but lately he has been popping up in my thoughts and now in my dreams. The sad thing is he may not even be alive. He was 20+ years older then me. Don't ask me what I was thinking. I know that in spite of the horrid things I went through because of my reckless actions I as a spirit needed to do so to get to where I am now. It is a very long story that is personal but all the events led me to move all the way to the other side of the country and there I started to transform into an entirely different person. When I leave this incarnation I am sure I will get my answers. I will probably note that I was one brave tough cookie. We all are.

Dream #4: Ghost In My House

It is morning and my husband is getting ready for work . I can hear him opening the closet to pick out his suit and tie. I go to the bathroom and the lights go out. I call out to my husband when I feels something moving under my feet. It is the rug. It is moving on its own as if someone is trying to pull it out from under me. I pick it up and throw it across the room in disgust. It makes me feel creepy. It stat to crawl again and I stomp on it. It stops moving. Good.

The lights flicker back on but they are not as bright as they should be. I decide to go out to the breaker box to see if any fuses have been tripped. As I pass the exercise room I hear someone in the room making clanging noises. . There should be no one in there. I open the door and see my ex-boyfriend whom I have not seen in 20 years. He is on a step ladder messing with the lights. HE is trying to either put up a chandelier or remove one. I am mad. I tell him to get the F**K out of my house. He get flustered and starts cursing me in return. I won't let him bully me and again I tell him to get out and to stay out. He leaves the room cursing. End of dream.

Interpretation: (Psychological) This was a weird spooky dream. My feeling ranged from disgust to anger. This could be directed anger and guilt at myself and what I allowed into my life. I also do not ever bring my past relationships into my present one. My husband is the same way. We do not talk about old loves. It works. We have a really good relationship. This could be my way of expressing that I am angry that these memories are coming back for whatever reason. I need to let them go and thus the dreams will stop of him.

The Estate is Under Attack

2007-11-14T17:07:00.000-06:00

As promised I am posting the dream last night that went on and on. If I woke up it picked right back up where it left off. I actually am not going to interpret this one as I am not sure where to go with it. I was lucid during the dream and asking questions to the other people. I think it may be a past life. I know which one. I have dreamt of this place as a little girl but in this dream I am an adult. In parentheses I will be making notes about my current life. Read on.....

The Estate Is Under Attack!

It is late afternoon and it is a summer or early autumn day. I am living in this very huge stone house. We have servants for which are very nice because I am nice to them. One of the young maids walks into my bedroom with newly washed bedding. I am sitting on my bed and bending over to a oak cradle and I pick up my son who is about a year old( not my son in this life). He is smiling and cheerful. I hold him and he feel so good in my arms. I smell his curly blond hair and he giggles in my hair. I am wearing a dress that reaches to mid calf. I smell like lavender. The whole room smells like lavender. It is my favorite smell I realize. ( In this life it is wild roses and honeysuckle).

I begin to look around my room at the detail. There is a delicate crochet bedspread. The maid is folding it up to put on the new bedding. My son is grabbing my hair and pulling.He has on a little white t-shirt and cloth diaper. I go to a dresser to put some proper clothing on the baby. I want to take him outside for a walk. It is nice and warm out today.

I walk out into the hallway. I see paintings that were given to me by my father. I see a portrait of my husband. (Not the husband in current life.) He is a bit older then me. Maybe 15 or 20 years older. He looks to be in his mid to late 40's. I feel a lot of love for him . I feel he is a man very respected. He is a medium built man. He has light brown hair and beginning to gray bit. The baby wiggles and I tel him that momma is going to take him outside.

As I walk down the hallway to the back of the house I hear a ruckus coming from the front entry downstairs. A male servant comes running and pushes me and my son towards the stairs. He tells me that someone is here looking for my husband and to kidnap my baby. I then hear gunshots. The baby starts crying. I hold him close so no one hears us. The young man leaves me at the back entrance and takes off running to the front where I hear men shouting and more gunshots. I am very scared for my baby. I start to run down the dirt driveway that leads away from the front. There is plenty of coverage for me to escape. I need to find help.

Two men see me and start to run towards me. I run back up towards the house. I have to find somewhere to hide. I see where they have shot the windows out. My guards(?) are keeping them and bay and have even maimed some of them. I hope they get this sorted out and that my husband is safe. I sneak back into where the servants stay. No one will think to find me hear. I calm my son and he is looking wild eye at everything. I kiss him and tell him I will may sure no one hurts him.

I find a room that was one of the maids. I get behind the dresser with the baby and hide. I hear footsteps. A man crashes the door and is waving a pistol. He tries to grab my son and I start crying and screaming. He pulls my hair and pushes me into the hallway. He demands to know where my husband is. I tell him he is out on business and I don't know when he will get back. I am so worried they will find my husband. Who are these horrible people? Are they kidnappers?

The man pushes me to the other part of the house. I hear people running and crying out. The man has the pistol in my back. My son is being a very good boy. I am try to calm down. I smell the man. He is dirty. He smells like he hasn't bathed.

We pulls me towards the front of the house where all the fighting is. One of my guards sees me and rushes over. The man shoots at him and hits the wall instead. The wall is oak panels. One of my art pieces has been destroyed. It is a painting of a flower garden and rose trellis.

The guard grabs him and slams him to the ground and tells me to go to the study and hide until my husband arrives. I go into the study and there standing are a group of men. What are they doing here? I think they are my husbands business partners. I ask them what they are doing in my house. They look at me as if I am nothing. I get angry.

"I will ask you again. What are you doing in my house? You have no business in my house! I am the Lady of this home!"

"We do not have to answer to you. You are just a woman. Your husband will give into our demands when he finds out we have taken your son."

I hand my son to a girl in the corner that looks as if she is going to cry.

I gain courage. they are not armed and I hear my husbands carriage (?) pull up. The shooting has stopped. I hear guards shouting to each other to go in and assist me. The people in the room now look concerned. I feel relief that everything is under control. My guards are taking the kidnappers(?) out. I look at a table to see a picture of my husband and there is a photo of me and my son. I am very young. I try to look closer but it becomes blurry. I realize I am crying. I miss my husband. I call out for my son. He is giggling at the nanny. I walk down to meet my husband. End of dream.

And that is an edited version of the very detailed lucid dream that went on all night long. A vivid imagination or visiting myself in another time? :o)

I'll Be Back

2007-11-14T09:19:00.000-06:00

Just a quick note that I have not stopped dreaming. I had a great dream of some length of which I will post later today. Thank you for stopping by and viewing my posts. I will also be responding to your great comments from the prior post. Thanks so much for your input. I value your opinions. We all learn from one another.

Blessings

Confusion and My Indentity

2007-11-12T11:45:00.000-06:00

The dreams last night took on a sense of disorder. I also have been dealing with memories of the past that for some reason keeps grabbing my thought throughout the day. I know that it is a part of me coming to terms on where I was and how I got to the point that I am at now. Looking back I would have never guessed that I would pull myself up and move in the direction I did. My childhood up to my twenties was not the most nourishing for any human being. My life in all honesty was very chaotic. As they say out of chaos comes order. But it takes great will and motivation to pull oneself out. I am not boasting just merely stating that I can not recognize the person that I once was. I was not a bad person. I did not do drugs. I only drank a few wine coolers now and then. I did not sleep with tons of people but I was in a few very toxic relationships. I know now that I was seeking for the love I never felt that I received as a child. But I had no idea that I had to learn to love myself first. It was hard since I had no positive role models. I wish parents would truly understand the effects they have on a developing child when they project constant anger and pain because it trickles down to the children. Anyway on to the dream. I wanted to give a quick background info in order to understand my dream.

Dream:Confusion , Disorder and My Identity

I am visiting my mother and we are going shopping. I try to find something to wear but every thing I choose does not meet her approval. I suggest I go with only a t-shirt on and she ignores me.

I throw on a pair on pants and a plain gray shirt. It is ugly but maybe it will make her happy.

I hear her talking loudly to someone on the phone.It is my grandmother. we are going to pick her up to go with us. I do not want to go now.

We drive all over the place and keep getting lost. I feel trapped in the car with them. They keep making barbs at one another. I am ignored. I don't mind being invisible. My mother looks back and she looks confused. I don't think she can see who I am.

We are at the store and I run ahead to get away from them. They do not seem to notice that I have went ahead of them.

After I go through the doors a man wants to check my identity. He shows me some documents. Everything is wrong on it. The year I was born was wrong. This bothered me the most. The date kept changing. I stood there and try to fix my birth date but it kept changing to all theses different years. One was 1869. I see my mother and grandmother are back at the car. I think they are going to leave without me. I do not care.

Interpretation: (Psychological/Spirit)
This had a lot of clear messages for me. Especially when I put it into words. I paid close attention in the dream to my feelings. Most of the time I was angry, frustrated and very protective of myself. That is a normal reaction that a child takes after awhile in order to survive, shrink up turn invisible and maybe no one will notice and hurt you.

With my mother, I could never please her. Ever. She constantly berated me. I would say if I had to choose between beatings and verbal emotional abuse . The latter sticks with you longer. At least for me. Both were bad. She to this day has not acknowledged that she was this bad. She has blocked out. She has changed a lot. I will give her credit. But my grandmother has not . She is still manipulative and self-centered. You can see a pattern of abuse. It trickled down to me. I stopped the cycle. My daughter has a great life and she has a healthy attitude towards herself.

In the dream I was glad when they did not direct their negativity to me. I cut myself off from what they were projecting. A few years ago when I was visiting and I was with both of them I could not wait until the charade was over.

The putting on of drab clothes. This goes back to the demeaning attitude my mother had towards me becoming a young lady. When I had my first period I hid it from her for three days. I did not want to share. It was a year later we were getting ready to go to a family party for my paternal grandparents and she bought me this cute dress with a very small slit up the side. This was the 80's so that was the style back then. As I was getting dressed and looking in the mirror she came storming in and slapped me in the face telling me that I was still a kid and not to act like a damn whore. Then there was the piece of shit deal. Yeah, I was constantly told I was useless. Gee, thanks mom,worked great for my self-image.

I n spite of all this I have truly changed in a very miraculous way. I did find that I do love myself. I am a very good person . A kind person. And here I am crying as I write. I think that because I learned from an early age to become introverted I became more in tune with my spirit, other spirits and my dear guides who were always there for me. My rich inner life and the discovery of my gifts kept me going as a child. I fully understand that now. I am a true survivor. I became stronger from my adversities. I am leaving it go. I have forgiven my mother.

As far as my mothers relationship with my grandmother I do not think that will ever be healed. they have some real tough karma to work out. I look back not to bring back the pain but to see the karmic debt that I have worked out. My mother was an awesome teacher( as well as my ex-husband)but she will never realize that . Those who hurt us and cause so much hell can be the best teachers for a soul. I never knew I could say such things but I firmly believe I chose this life. I knew it was going to be hard before I incarnated. I am accepting my life now. I also know that I can move forward to the next rung of learning. Tears and bad memories are sometimes blessings. How can you know where you are going if you do not know where you have been?

Oh yes, the flashing years were my past lives and possibly incarnations that trickled over into this life.Lessons that I needed to learn that I had not learned then.

~Blessings.

House Too Small and the Messenger

2007-11-09T21:06:00.000-06:00

Thank goodness for my dream notes. It is a bit late to post yesterdays dreams but nevertheless I find them interesting to share.

Dream #1: House Too Small

I am a member of a large family. We are all outside having a picnic. A few of us want to go into the house to get more food to bring outside. A few other women join me but when we step inside we are shocked to see that our house is now too small for us! The other women begin to protest as well as I .

"We can't stay in this little house. We need a much bigger house!" we all shout loudly.

A timid looking man shows up in the doorway and peevishly tells us that this a temporary situation.

Some of the other women are still angry but I go back outside. I'll go back when house is bigger. End of dream.

Interpretation: (Psychological/Spiritual) This was a bit of both types of dreams . The house represents the self. Psychologically speaking I am making preparations to grow and therefore I am willing to expand in my goals and expectations for the future.

On a spiritual note, this could be as a soul group we are progressing and moving forward as one. Souls are evolving but we must be patient for those who need to catch up in our group. Hence, me exiting the current house and waiting patiently for the next step/ house.

Both seem to fit well.

Dream#2: The Messenger

I am walking down a path in the woods. It is a very familiar path. I like walking down this path. Everything is so green. There are trees lined up on each side and their shadows fall on the path in patterns. The sun is out and it is very very bright. I like the solitude and how quiet it is here in my woods. I feel safe. I keep walking for what seems like a long time. I am not thinking. I let my mind go blank and I realize I am meditating while I am dreaming. Wait a minute! Am I dreaming while meditating or meditating while dreaming.

I stop in my path and I hear a buzzing sound behind me. I see a man on a strange looking motorcycle coming at me. He is has on a helmet with a gray/black visor. He doesn't take off his helmet but speaks to me telepathically.

"Do not follow your path in fear. Don't be afraid to ask for help or assistance. We are here for you. You are surrounded by many. You must remember this. You never walk alone. "

I start to float upwards. I feel so peaceful and light like a cloud. End of dream.

Interpretation: (Spiritual) This was a wonderful dream for me or should I say astral travel. I needed this confirmation. The particular path that I feel I have chosen as a spirit seems lonely at times. Most likely my distorted perception while being incarnated into the human form I am now. We have a tendency while visiting and learning on earth to get things a bit jumbled. No wonder. We are born with amnesia! Yikes! I am still waking up. I have a ways to go yet.

I know I have guides. But my guides tend to be quiet when I feel I need them the most. Trust me when I say I have experienced a lot of dark nights of the soul. It is in these times you truly find out that you have grown. A lot.

I am the type of person that does not like to bother others. I like to give others their space. Being a bit of a lone wolf myself I tend to do that in everything. But..... in the spiritual I now have to not be afraid to ask for help along the way. I have to exercise my faith that there are those who have my best interest at heart.

The message was loud and clear and it truly lifted my spirit. I woke up this morning with a good energy.

The Visitor

2007-11-07T16:29:00.000-06:00

As I may have mentioned before, I have been able to sense and or see the unexplained, ghosts, spirits, or whatever you wish to call the phenomena. I know there are a large percentage that do not see them but also a large number that do and their numbers are growing. Most are afraid I think to admit they do believe in ghosts for fear of being ridiculed. I understand.

I think and the reason why I say think, is that I was so young when I saw my first ghost. I also had an inner warning system not to speak of such things to adults. It was not an everyday occurrence and I certainly did not see or "feel" them everywhere but I would say a lot of places have either the imprints of the past or in fact have earthbound spirits. I think some are even a bit curious as to what we are up to. It is a very complex subject far as I am concerned. There is even the theory that there are many dimensions out there and those who are sensitive can get a glimpse into those other worlds. It is simply mind-boggling. Once upon a time I would get really upset at the nay-sayers. Over time I understand why they doth protest too much. They are afraid that the fabric of their very existence could be altered. That which they believe in is not true. No one likes the thought of reality being changed from what the masses perceive it to be.

Anyway, I do believe. I will periodically share some of my experiences. I have turned quite a few nay-sayers over to my side once they have spent a bit of time with me. In all seriousness, I know we all have been born with many abilities. Many of these gifts are kept hidden by conditioning and environment. I guess it didn't work when I incarnated. I came in ready to see and to learn.

Okay, back to my current visitations. As you already know I have a ghost kitty or an entity that appears as a kitty. There is a soldier with a woolen coat that walks in the same hallways as kitty. He has passed through me already. yes, passed through. Brrrr..... Now that was quite a feeling. There is a shadow that has appeared at the end of my driveway. It was so clear and solid I at first thought it was a real person. Freaked me out a bit. When I walked closer the person just disappeared. The idea of a human watching me freaked me out not the ghost. :o)

The other visitors usually appear as balls of light, sparks and or passing white type mist. And they are quick. The current visitor is not quite known yet. It has displayed poltergeist type behavior.

This past week my husband and I had sat down for our weekly movie and pizza night. The kitchen lights were all turned off and the only one we use when going in and out of living room to the kitchen is the main light to the room. there is a fluorescent light over the sink which I never ever turn on. I don't like them. I dislike their buzzing sound and find that they drain my energy very quickly. So, we were all settled in and the light over the sink comes on. Not slow like flouresecnt light do but with a quick burst it turns on. I look at hubby and he looks at me. I tell him, "I didn't do it." There was no way anyone did it. We weren't near the light and I never use the light.

The next incident was one of those timers you use while baking. Not the one on the oven but the little hand held ones. I have two of them. One is from Tupperware and the other is a cute little ladybug. I love ladybug and apparently so does my visitor. I use ladybug when I bake cookies. I have no idea why but ladybug is only used for cookies. I guess she is my good lick cookie baking charm. Again, we are in the living room and it is quite and we are totally vegging out. BRRRRRIIIIIINNNGGGGGG!!!! I almost wet my pants . That crazy timer went off by itself. Again, I was not using it and had not used it for weeks. Someone else likes ladybug I guess.

The third incident which has sparked up is the guest bedroom. I sleep in there when hubby snores too much. It is also where ghost kitty like to rest and jump on the bed and where I have heard strange music. No singing. Just a very beautiful tune that plays over and over again. The recent activity is the slamming of the sliding closet doors. Not a loud obtrusive sound but just like a child that would be peeking in and out when playing hide and seek. That is is what it reminds me of. I am not alarmed or frightened of these occurrences. They do catch my hubby and I off guard. We do laugh when it happens. After awhile you have to have a sense of humor.

I have only had one bad experience with an entity which is when I lived with my ex-husband. I will share that in the future. It is quite a story to tell. Until then.....

The Mysterious

2007-11-06T19:02:00.000-06:00

Those words are so true. I have been a witness all my life to unknown mysteries. I get frustrated with science when they try so hard to debunk the unknown. And yet sometimes science when digging very deep finds that what they presumed was wrong and new mysteries and answers unfold.

My friend Jen over at Goodness Graciousness wrote a fabulous post that I encourage the seekers out there to read. She is an awesome person on a very similar path as my own. This post is about Spooky Action Theory/Quantum Teleportation.

I have had some otherworldly occurrences in the past week. When I get a few extra minutes in my day I will share. My "visitor" is back and making itself known. It's not the ghost kitty. Stay tuned.

Man Hurt and The Thief

2007-11-04T17:39:00.000-06:00

A bit of a strange night far as subject matter goes.

Dream #1: Man Hurt

I am in a hospital and it is very busy with many people that are either sick or wounded. Standing in the hallway I try to see if I know anyone. A gurney rolls by with a man that has been beat up. A police officer walks over to me and informs me that I have been accused of try to murder this man. I am shocked . I tell the police officer that I would not hurt anyone. IO start to run and they chase me through the halls. I can't find the exit door. I find myself in front of the man once more. I cannot look at him. I feel bad that anyone would think I would hurt them. End of dream .

Interpretation: (Psychological) This was a dream about an aspect of myself. Sometimes in attempts to heal we may think it is best to bury certain aspects of who we are. I had feelings of guilt and sadness. I really did not want this part of me to be "killed" off. It also could be that I am not facing certain things in my life. I do admit that when I get angry I try to stifle the feelings and be passive. This is not always healthy. In spite of all the self help books we are still human. We have to deal with our emotions. Just not let them control us. The man may be my extroverted side. I am very introverted. This may be a hindrance to some things that I wish to achieve. Great food for thought.

Dream#2: The Thief
I am standing in front of a school with a young man. I try to open the door but it is after hours and the doors are locked. I tell him that we should just leave and come back when they are open. As I walk away I hear glass break and the alarm going off!

"What in the hell did you do that for ?" I scream.

He laughs at me and tells me to follow him.

We run down the hall and he leads me into the cafeteria. We walk over to the walk-in cooler and he grabs desserts and tells me to eat whatever I want. I throw them back at him.

"We have to get out of here before we get caught!"

I start to eat some of the cakes and pies. Gobbling them down quickly so on one will see me. I sweep the crumbs under the table.

I catch up to him outside and he is clapping and waving like a fool. I feel bad that I gave in. End of dream.

Interpretation: (Psychological) This one was so easy. Again, a guilt dream. I have been doing very well on my diet and I had lost 20 lbs. But..... my mother came to visit and of course I went off of my diet. I have been cheating ever since and have found it very hard to get back on track.
there is always This is a more complex issue. I have been plagued with eating disorders most of my life. I was worried about my weight when I was 11 years old. In my twenties I was anorexic and then with my doctors help I was able to get that under control. In my 30s I have been battling with bulimia. It is hard for a lot of people to understand why these things happen. It is a disorder that is growing fast and it affects everyone. I told my husband just a few months ago that I was starting to have problems again. Diets are not going to fix what is still wrong with my warped body image. The guilt is my obsession with being a perfectionist. I know how I am suppose to feel and think but that is just words. It is like the brain is stuck on a certain image that cannot be attained.

I have to sit down and do some serious soul-searching as to what triggered me again. I can be good for years and then boom.... I am back to square one with the obsessing over food, diet and weight.

Duo Personalities,Cleaning House

2007-11-02T14:35:00.001-05:00

Dream #1 Duo Personalities

I am walking down a mountain path. It is very peaceful and I am enjoying myself. I cone to a crossroads and there are two men waiting. I walk up to them and say hello. The one reaches out and grabs me and then start kicking me. I try to get him to stop. He isn't hurting me one bit but I am alarmed by his anger and hatred at me. The other man stands there in silence not moving to help me. At least he isn't attacking me too. I grab the attacking man and throw him. I realize I am not actually using my arms but my mind. He falls and looks confused. I don't think he expected me to defend myself.

I ask the other man why he was so apathetic and did not help me. He turns into a swirling beam of light and rises to the sky but then tumbles back to the ground as a baby. The other man, the one who was my attacker also turned into a baby. I guess they have to come back and try again. End of dream.

Interpretation: (Spiritual) For me there was a spiritual message in here. While in the dream I sensed that the two men were one in the same. Or they could have been twins. The one had an issue with anger and lashing out the other one was very apathetic.Could care less about theworld around him or who suffered. A very selfish person. I see this in a lot of people I come across. I am far from apathetic but like anyone there are things that get under my skin. I dislike injustice. Period. I dislike the mass consumerism that controls almost everyone. I could go on an on standing at my personal podium. The dream could be a reminder that we all get chances over and over again to fix those little issue that may be holding us back from our true selves. I like it that we get a do-over and do not have to figure it all out the first time around!

Dream#2:Cleaning House

I am once more getting ready to school and my mother is at my house visiting. She is in the kitchen doing the dishes by hand.I tell her she doesn't have to do that since I have a dishwasher. She decides to do it the hard way. I am having trouble again finding clothes to wear. Nothing seems to feel right on me. i throw clothes left and right.

My mother asks if she can watch televison and I tell her to go ahead and show her where the remote is. She turns it on and pushes a button. The screen goes crazy and she panics. I walk up to the screen and I am quite intrigued by it. It is like millions of bits of images and messages passing by on the screen. I get a bit dizzy form all that info. Too calm my mother down I turn the channel. A cartoon comes on and she watches that. Now why would she watch a crazy cartoon?

I find some casual clothes to throw on. She comes over and tells me, "I have tired to do as you say about Ray(my step-father) but it just isn't working. He is too negative to deal with. I told him that he lives in fear and that he is making not only himself miserable but every one around him. " She stops talking . Turns around. Walks away as if she had not said anything to me. She goes back to her escape, her cleaning. End of dream.

Interpretation(Psychological/Spiritual) I know what this one was about right away. My mom is hiding her problems from me again. When I talk to her on the phone , she sounds insanely happy. Not a real happy but fake happy. I am super sensitive when it comes to my own mother. I know my step-father is treating her like shit again. He is the most negative person I have met in my life. He fears everything. And she cannot change him. He doesn't want to change. He loves making others miserable. When I stay with them I usually stay a bit to chat then leave to visit other family and friends. I just feel like I am in a cloud of doom when I am near him. A big time psychic vampire. I know the problems she has had recently with her health is due to Mr. Negativity.

The school bit that keeps coming up is just the confirmation that I have some new lessons and changes going on which is true.

The television, that is a way I receive messages from guides. Sometimes from beings that are not human . I call them Light Beings. I think there were message for my mother. My mother can tap into that same info but she is not ready yet.

The cleaning bit. My mom is a cleanaholic. Here is what I have learned. This is her escape route from reality. When I was a child she was not the nicest person to get along with. She was a bit abusive and neglectful. Her fighting with my dad about his drinking and money were the main subjects. Later, came her cheating, added to the mix of my dysfunctional childhood. I received many a beatings for walking on a wet floor. If I tried to help her clean up like all little girls would do she would push me away and tell me I would just mess everything up. My self-esteem as a child was very low. I was shy an very withdrawn. Anyway, she chose to clean up every time there was a grand fight. Which was all the time at our house. I guess in my dream I was confirming my suspicions that something is wrong in her life no matter how hard she is trying to conceal it.

The cleaning could also be a message of the psyche trying to heal. That would make sense too. We as humans have ea lot of hidden things that need healing even if we have them tucked away and forgotten, they are still there.

Strange Baby

2007-10-31T16:44:00.000-05:00

Okay, I never usually do this but here is an assignment. I had a dream for which I am not sure of the interpretation. If anyone would like to share some insights or wisdom it would be much appreciated. I will say this... I have no desire to have a child at this stage of my life. That can be ruled out from the beginning. Read on......

The Strange Baby

I am in a house that is be remodeled. I am upstairs in one of the bedrooms. There is a small bed piled high with baby clothes. I am preparing to move the clothes and furniture to another room while the workers do their job. I hear a baby cooing and look to see a small baby lying in a bassinet. I go over and pick the baby up. She is my child. I ask no one in particular when I had this child. I don't recall being pregnant! Oh, yes I have been in dream time for the past year. At this point I become very lucid in the dream. I look slowly around the room telling myself to notice the detail. The walls have little blue flowers on it. The workers are all dressed in white. Like painters would wear. There are only two men.

I look down at the baby in my arms. she is smiling. She looks to be about three months old. I see a door to another bedroom and take her in there to look at her more closely. she seems to be very content. I lay her down on the bed and she looks up and I can hear her speaking to my telepathically. My name is Kimberly. You are my mother. I am watching you. I held her closer and felt a rush of love being exchanged between me and the baby girl. Her eyes were a very light blue. More like and aquamarine. she has such wisdom in those little eyes. I started to cry. End of dream.

The one thing I will share as a part of my personal history is that I have two children. A son who is 22 and a daughter 13. There was another child I lost in 1992. It is not something think a lot a bout because I still feel pain at the loss. I have no idea if it was a girl or boy. Too early in the pregnancy. I always felt that the baby was a girl.

Military and Chaos

2007-10-30T14:03:00.000-05:00

This dream was very easy to interpret . See if you can see the symbolism. Also please know that though I am very much against violence and war I do respect the men and women who put their lives on the line for my freedoms. :o)

Military and Chaos

I am in a town that I do not recognize. It is very cloudy and it looks like it is ready to storm . There is still water on the roads from the last storm . There are very few cars on the roads. I look into the sky and see that the clouds have become black and are rolling in fast. I help people run to a nearby shelter. Everyone is confused and some people are running around with know idea what to do . I grab a few of them and direct them to the shelter.

A group of soldiers approach the crowds running about and start threatening with their guns. I see no need for this reaction. These people need help, not rifles shoved at them! I am determined to help these people to reach safety in a peaceful way.

Before I go into the shelter I see a woman trying to cross the road and a wave of water overtakes her. The more frightened she becomes the deeper and stronger the water becomes. I reach out and grab her by her shirt and pull her in. She slips. I yell at her to clam down. She doesn't and is swept away. The sky opens and it is pouring buckets. The soldiers seem to ignore me. Good. I am invisible to them but not to the people that need me.

I go down a stairway and see a room full of people that are talking , laughing, eating, sleeping,etc. The do not seem phased by what is happening. They are a peaceful bunch. The soldiers are not in this room. End of dream.

Interpretation: (Psychological) I am a peace-activist. Plain and simple. But I do not transmit my peace and love by participating in angry protests. That defeats the whole purpose. As a matter of fact that adds even more negativity to the already messed up soup.

I am also not fond of the current governments around the world,not just my own. As a people we have lost a lot of rights and are living in submission to an elite group of individuals that do not have the best of interest in us or this planet. It is a planet run my greed, corruption and most of all fear. I believe that there is enough to go around for everyone. No one should be starving on this planet. No one! There is no reason why everyone should not have access to a proper education. No one should have to be living in poverty. No one should have to suffer due to lack of proper medical care .

For thousands of years we have lived in a world fueled by the select few and led my fear and lies. But this is changing. People are waking up and demanding to know the truth. I suspect this growing revolution of peace will not be met with open arms. At this point of time it looks like the world is in bad shape. Which it is. No use covering it up with chocolate and whipped cream and a cherry on top. But..... it is always darkest before the dawn.

The water or flood of waters is the current emotions rising of souls on this planet. We are crying out for peace, resolution and an end to this reign of fear. The end to the negative illusions we are living in.

Going down into the basement was going deeper into my subconscious. There resided peace, contentment and love. We all have it inside us. Now it is time to bring it out.

No matter who we are. No matter what religion we are. No matter where we come from. We all want the same thing ........Love and Peace.

~Blessings

The Dark Spirit and Flying Over

2007-10-28T16:35:00.000-05:00

Two interesting dreams. Completely polar in content.

Dream #1: The Dark Spirit

I am in a dark house. I am not suppose to be here. But I feel I need to stay and observe. I see a young girl walking also through the house but she cannot see me. I watch as she stops to check the doors. There is no one in the house with her apparently but she is looking for something. I follow her into a bedroom and a dark entity come rushing from the shadows. I try to scream at her to get out . Then I scream for her to protect herself. She stands there staring face to face with the dark energy. I leave screaming at her not to let any lower entities into her aura. I run out. I am not going to stay in those low vibration place. End of dream.

into the lower realms of collective thought. In more to do . Goodness knows where my Interpretation : I have read and studied that when we have nightmare we may be wandering the dream I was just an observer but I was disturbed by the negative energy rushing at the girl. I wanted to do more. There was nothing subconscious pulled that up from. I woke up and covered myself in protecting light and love. Went onto the next travel which was awesome!

Dream#2: Flying Over

I am traveling down a country road very fast. I feel as if I should slow down but I don't. The vehicle comes to an abrupt halt. I am surrounded by beautiful trees. I walk for a bit and then the woods come to an end also. There is nothingness spreading out into eternity. I take a giant leap into this nothingness. I feel a rush of intense emotions. I soar up and down and then I am hovering over what looks to be a hole in the middle of the nothingness.It is planet of some sort. It is mostly water. I go down to see. I see that there are no humans around. There is more water then land. It is very beautiful .I look up to make sure that I can still see where I came in at. From this angle it appears as a tunnel leading back to the nothingness.

Another girl appears nearby. She too is hovering around to take a look. She asks if I would like to see another place and I tell her yes. I am anxious to see other beautiful places.

We leave this gateway (?) and travel to another one. We look down and I do not want to enter this place. It is pretty but I see people screaming and angry and full of hate. Where is this horrible place? She tells me it is Earth. I felt better at the other place so I fly back to the other gateway. At times I just float above the surface of the water but I soon realize it is not water. It is some type of blue energy? Clouds? All I know is that I feel good here. End of dream.

Interpretation: What? I do know vehicles in dream sometimes signifies our bodies. My own spiritual acceleration?This is not the first time I have traveled in my dreams to other worlds. Another world what I thought to be ice was actually crystals! This was a very lucid dream. I was fully aware (conscious) the whole time that I was astral traveling. This was the same type of feeling. I knew what I was doing. I was enjoying the freedom of flying as opposed to being in my earth body. This was a very nice astral travel.

Authors Note :I am not a crazy person. :o) In all honesty, I have had these dreams for as long back as I remember as a child. When talking to others I am shocked to learn that people think I am strange or wacky. It is nice to have a blog in which I can relate to others out there that may understand about this remarkable ability that we have.

Strange Birds

2007-10-27T19:21:00.000-05:00

I found this on one of the many strange websites I like to haunt. I am sure there is a scientific explanation but I find it eerie but amazing.

The School of Blue People and More

2007-10-25T18:33:00.000-05:00

I had a lot of dreams . I mean a lot last night. Almost overload. I woke up very fuzzy. Too much astral travel. I will post two dreams that both had a school message.

The School of Blue People

I am back at my elementary school . I am a visitor to speak to the students. About what, I do know yet. I walk to the auditorium but they are still preparing. I am told by an older scholarly type gentleman to have a tour of the school and to see if any of the current students needed my help. I was glad to be asked to help out.

I walk down the hall where the youngest students are. Everything is calm and people are chatting outside of the classrooms. I smile at a few people in passing.

I start to go down the hallway for the older students and it becomes quite a mess. The entire hall is dark. Some of the lights have been shot out and the doors to the classrooms are on their hinges. I hear people sobbing and I look up to the ceiling and see the students trapped on the ceiling. They are all blue. Literally. They had blue skin. Dark blue. I told them to come down bu then a man came down the hallways screaming at them and subjecting them to all kinds of negative remarks. Then a group of men followed him by shooting (not bullets but with some type of vapor) at the students clinging to the ceiling.

I yell at the negative men to leave that they are not welcome. They leave but I know these bullies will be back to torment. They are feeding off of these students fear.

I plead with the students that they do not have to be trapped. All they have to do is think clearly and to feel love and light. They stay trapped on the ceiling. I see a few float to the ground and I go to help them when the others trapped drag them back. It looks like I have a lot to do. End of dream.

Interpretation :(Spiritual) It is becoming more clear. It is not just me but others who are awakening to their true selves. We are no longer accepting the current existence as dictated by modern society. We must evolve to the next level. As we learn and grow we lust look back and help those struggling along the way. We do not have to live in fear and darkness as these students were. Also I think they wanted to travel as souls but could not because of the illusion that they were trapped by the ceiling and by those negative men( energies) surrounding them. My feelings were of urgency. I really wanted to get these students on their way. And I stayed. I think in spite of the darkness we see all around us there are other great things happening. I think in this world of duality. The time has come for a new beginning. As the saying goes it is always dark before the dawn.

I have been becoming more and more interested in the topics of the Mayan prophecies and 2012. Also of Lightworkers and indigo children. There exist a new and growing society to be that is not violent and not materialistic. The numbers are growing. I have great hope. And I am glad to be here to be a witness to wonderful changes coming our way. What a grand gift to be living in such times as these.

Dream#2 Getting Ready For School

I am at a school parking lot. My mother and I are at the back of her car with the trunk open. We are looking for some of my makeup that feel out of my dufflebag. I had changed my clothes on the way. I am wearing a sexy red dress with black heels. We rummage a bit more and then she tells me to hurry up so I am not late for my first class. End of dream.

Interpretation: I do believe that the people we choose to incarnate with are also here to help us along our spiritual evolution. As we are with them. This was a very simple dream. MY mother and I may differ in a lot of things but at the same time, looking back we have had the same behavior patterns and learning experiences. I also notice this with other people I am very close to. Which is why we have a circle of support. It is much needed on this school of learning. The red dress? Red is not a color I usually wear in a dream. Red had many symbols. IT of course can mean sexuality, willpower, alertness, motivation and a host of others. But the important thing is how I felt in the dream. In this dream I felt and urgency and excitement. As above so below. This is how I feel in my waking world. I feel motivated and ready to make a positive mark.

Saving the Kittens

2007-10-23T11:23:00.000-05:00

I was a bit before going to bed. I was up late researching on the computer. Too much stimulation. I did calm down around midnight. I had one dream of which I have had many times before. I guess my subconscious was giving me a message.

Saving Kittens:

I am outside walking on a path beside a forests. It was an autumn afternoon. I see something moving in the leaves. I walk over to see what is making all that noise. The sound stops as I get further in. I see a pile of old boards that had once been an old house that long had been deserted and fallen to the ground. Being curious, I walked over to see if I could find anything interesting. I hear that rustling sound again. I see a litter of kittens. They are not newborns but they are pretty young. I have to help these kitties. They need a better home other then the cold woods. I gather them all up in my arms and take them home. End of dream.

Interpretation: (Psychological/Mechanical ) Like I said this is a frequent dream I have. I also have included another category of dreams and that would be a mechanical dream. These are problem-solving dreams. It is not always in reference to an emotional issue but to just a simple solution to something currently happening in ones life. These dreams are relatively short. A dream can be both mechanical and psychological.

Looking or searching for the unknown is an impulse that I am following. I feel the need to help or save something. Most likely help. That is my nature. The cats indicate my female intuitive side. I need to focus on who I really am. Follow my gut feelings in a new endeavor I have taken one. Simple. I need to go with the flow and to nurture my own confidence which has been pretty low. Thank you dream.

The Casino

2007-10-22T17:29:00.000-05:00

I made a mistake this morning. Upon waking up, instead of jotting cue words to all my dreams I shot out of bed due to the dog rudely waking me up to go pee. Then it escalated and the cats thought it was time to be fed and so the day took on a life of it's own. I did recall my last dream upon waking and that was the casino dream.

The Casino:
I am back in Vegas and I am at the Fashion Show Mall which is right in the middle of all of the major casinos. The mall is very busy but I roam until I find myself in a new part of the mall which is still under renovation. It is on the third level in which there are no stores yet. the escalators to this floor are not turned on . I see one of the people my husband worked for and ask if they have seen him. He tells me he saw him at the Mirage. (The last casino he had worked at before we moved.)

At this thought I am at the front of the Mirage and there is a large crowd trying to get in. It seems someone important is there and they have beefed up security. I push my way to the front to see what is going on and I see some gangsters from New York. They look like the guys from the Sopranos. I tell then to get the hell out of the way that my husband owns this casino! They get out of my way, looking really scared.

As I walk to the check-in area a lady greets me with a handful of gold necklaces and a tiara. It feels good to be recognized. End of dream.

Interpretation :(Psychological) My husband won an award last week called the "Shining Star" award. It is give to the very best of the business who excel at their job. It takes an act of God to get it. You need references from upper management (he is middle management), paperwork indicating dates that excellent service was noted by customers, co-workers, etc. It is a big deal. Then who ever nominates the Shining Star has to go before a board so he was very shocked that he has received this great honor. He enjoyed a dinner with the big muckety muck, a trophy and a bonus check. I was so beyond excited and proud. the past few years he has finally been getting recognized after all the years he has been in the casino business. It is about damn time. But for a few days I boosted his ego by calling him my Superstar. I still do. At first he admits he got a little bit overinflated. I didn't mind but he realized while I was talking to him about something that happened in my day, he talked over me about his accomplishments. I kind of scolded him and he did apologize. Don't get me wrong I think it is awesome that he is getting noticed but I thought on it and wondered if at a certain level I was a bit envious of him. I have not had my fifteen minutes of fame or anything spectacular happen to me. Okay there was a near-death experience but that belongs to a whole different class of experiences. :o)

This dream indicates that I myself need to feel important. I felt in the dream that I had to stand in the shadow of my husband's fame. Hence, saying he was a Casino owner. This fluffed my feathers(ego). That is what the dream was all about. Damn ego. In conclusion, I know that we all have an important part of this journey. Even if we do not see it.

Little Girl Big House

2007-10-21T10:55:00.000-05:00

I had a lot of dreams last night. A good many of them were house cleaning. The one which really stuck out was that I was a young girl living at a large Victorian type mansion. This has been one of those places that has stuck with me since I was approximately four years old. Probably as much as me being a young German woman in WWII. Seriously doubt these are psychological dreams.

Little Girl Big House:

I am outside playing in a small playhouse with my dolls. I look out the window looking for my little sister. I don't see her and feel relieved. I don't want her bugging me. I like being by myself. I hear something walking in the woods behind my playhouse. I look out the window and look. No one is there. I hear something in the woods once more and walk out to see who is there. Maybe it is my little sister hiding to tease me.

I tramp across the green grass. It has been mowed and I can even smell it. I look down and see that I have on a dress that goes to mid calf. (A shift/pinafore type dress?) It is white with very small blue flowers. It is very light. I like how soft it feels on me.

I decide to run along the edge of the woods. I am not allowed to wander unless I have my nanny (?!) with me. I hear the rustle and a large hand grabs my shoulder and tries to pull me into the woods. I start to scream but he tries to cover up my mouth. I thrash and kick him. He lets me go and I take off running towards the house but he chases me back towards the woods. I look and my slippers are dirty. Now I am in trouble I think. I just want to go back into my house. I start to cry.

I lose him as I run around to the front of the house. I run up the steps and begin pounding on a big wooden door. I am pounding and it make my fist hurt. No one can hear me. I start to scream to let me in. The man comes up and just as he grabs me I hear the door unlock and I run past the servant (?) screaming that a monster is after me. He shakes his head. He doesn't believe me.

I run up the big winding stairs careful not to put prints on the railing. I run to my room and my little sister is playing. I hug her and tell her I am so sorry. She has has blonde hair like me. We look a lot alike. She has a doll of mine but I don't care. I keep hugging her. End of dream.

Interpretation: (Spiritual) This was one real dream. Very lucid in that I smelled, felt and experienced everything just as I do when I am awake. I am not sure of the time period. Maybe late 1800's to very early 1900's. Again, the house in this dream keeps showing up. Who was the man? I called him monster. Was he real or my imagination? The servant seemed to brush it away as my imagination.

When I was being troubled of WWII Germany I was going through a very particular difficult time. I was in a very abusive relationship. The dreams I had as a small girl was of me being with a young German officer who was cruel and controlling but I loved him. The nightmares I had over and over were of me being shot in the back. Some things can be explained away by reading books or watching movies but this is one thing that cannot. I do not think I was watching WWII movies or reading books like that when I was so young. The dreams abated when I broke off from my bad relationship due to learning that lesson.To not be co-dependent and to break away from destructive relationships. That is why I think some of us recall past lives. Certain lives will show up as lessons we want to learn from in this lifetime.

This one may be the beginning of a new lesson that I need to learn since they are appearing more frequently. Very interesting.

The Grand Ball

2007-10-19T15:20:00.000-05:00

I had many dreams last night. Most were of the housecleaning kind. Brain doing its job with sorting info. At 40 years old I am still fascinated by how complex our brains are. Both conscious and unconscious.

The one dream last night that really sticks out was the ballroom. I was at a huge party and we were all dressed in very grand clothes. It was not in this time period. It looked to be in the 1500's. I danced with a few admirers. But when it was time for a special dance, an older man with scars covering face started to approach me. I did not like this man. He appeared to be of high breeding. People stepped away from him. He stared at me intensely. I looked for someone to pair up with but everyone was paired up and I was alone on the dance floor. I looked frantically around for an escape. I saw one of my suitors sitting at a table with some other guests. The scarred face man stops and his assistant(?) announces his master would like to dance with me. I decline the offer and tell him that I am sorry but I am with someone else. I rush over and sit beside my male friend. He looks like my husband I am married to now. End of dream.

Interpretation: (Psychological) I have been thinking about this one. Dancing of course is a good symbol of enjoyment of life. Harmony with oneself. But.... I have had similar dreams of this sort before. Not of the ballroom but of the same time frame. A past life memory. The man reminds me of someone I know in this life. Not a positive interaction in this lifetime either. I have dreamed of the name Cavannaugh. A strong connection with that name.

If this dream is about symbolism perhaps it is about taking risks. Staying with what I feel is safe or right for me.

Ghost Kitty

2007-10-17T20:20:00.000-05:00

I mentioned a few days ago about a ghost that roams through my house. Not all the time just some of the time. I have seen two. A man in a wool uniform which I think is a Civil War soldier. He appears in the same hallway as the ghost kitty. They are not connected. :o)

I will go more in depth on the soldier another time. Today I will post about the kitty.

A quick history. I have been able to see ghosts, apparitions, spiritual impressions or whatever you want to call them since I was a very small child. Not all appear as human. Some are orbs of light, others are streaks, shadows and various other combinations. And unlike what you watch on television. I do not see this every second of the day or everywhere I go. Thank goodness. That would be distracting and I would probably go crazy. No I am not crazy or schizophrenic. I am as normal as anyone reading this. I am just very intuitive and sensitive to things around me. I also am very good at "feeling" the vibrations of those around me. It took years to figure out the reason why I would feel wonderful and within minutes of being around someone negative (even if they were not showing it) I would start to feel bad.

Anyway, back to the spirits. I do not share with too many people. Least of all my mother. That was until a few years ago I confessed. Her being a very devout Christian for years started to become a bit more mellow. She began to share her empathic traits . I explained to her what was going on. She began to ask questions and I saw my opportunity. I told her everything.

My husband when I first moved in with him, was on the fence when it came to the paranormal. After living with me he became a believer. There is more to this world then what we realize. He has see some of my visitors also. Whew, I am not crazy. :o)~

We have one cat that stays in the house. His name is Buzzy aka The Buzz. He is spoiled. He is fat. He is slow. He has his spots in the house that he loves. But there are times where he will will rub up at a corner of our hallways for no apparent reason until I saw why. I was rushing for work and while running down the hall I saw what I thought was Buzz. I stopped so as not to run him down and all of a sudden he was gone. Poof! Okay so it was early morning and a bit dark. I could have been mistaken. That was the first time I met Ghost Kitty. The second time I was watching television and from where I sat I could see down the hallway. I saw eyes glowing . Must be Buzzy, right? Until I looked on the floor beside my chair was The Buzz. So then who was in my hallway?

This happens quite a bit. We see Ghost Kitty walking casually or just sitting watching and he just disappears. Buzzy seems to know he is there. He will always go to where Ghost Kitty was and sniff and rub against the wall or furniture.

On to my mother. She came for a visit on the first week of October. She inquired if we saw any ghosts lately. She knows about the soldier. I told her no. I only see him certain times of the year.
We left it at that.

My mother approaches me on the second morning that she is there and asks if Buzzy may have come into her bedroom. I tell her no because he is not allowed in the guest room. Plus her door was kept shut. She said she felt something jump up on the bed and it woke her up . She could feel it sitting at her feet. It was Ghost Kitty. This has happened numerous of times but I did not think Ghost Kitty would make an appearance. She was quite excited about her little visit from the beyond.

The guest room is how shall I describe it..... a very special room. Of all the rooms it has the aura of being very peaceful. I sleep in there when my husband snores too loudly. I have very lucid dreams in there, I have heard music in the middle of the night when there were no other sounds, I have felt Ghost Kitty jumping up numerous times. Everyone who has stayed in our guest room has told me that they feel so at home and upon waking are confused because they realize they are not in their own beds. The outdoor cats we have love to sit in the windowsills outside. There is just something about this room.

So that is a "brief" story about Ghost Kitty. My mother only sensed its presence once and was so hoping to see more of the kitty. Oh, and she has already made plans to visit us next October. Think kitty will still be here? I think so. :o)

Walls and Fairies Flying

2007-10-16T13:49:00.000-05:00

These were two very interesting dreams. The last one really has stuck with me all through today. Left me warm and fuzzy. :o)

Dream#1: Walls

I am going to visit a house I once lived in as a child. It is in the country tucked way back into the Appalachian mountains. I have to travel the long dirt road that I enjoyed walking to the bus everyday. Everything is as I remembered it.

It is a sunny day and the trees are full of green leaves. The branches hang over the dirt road barely giving room to drive through. My husband is in the car with me. We arrive at a house that has been built about a half a mile down from where I once lived. We decide to stop there instead.

From the outside it is a neat little house with prefect landscaping. Once we get inside we see that it is under renovation. I hope no one is living here like this. I start to look around. The house is empty. I step into the living room and notice the walls have different types of coverings. I walk over to where there is a thin white cloth covering the wall. I pull it away and there is another layer of paper and on and on goes the different layers of wallpaper. This house needs work. End of dream .

Interpretation: (Psychological) This was pretty easy. House is associated with the self. Either physical, spiritual or both. Since the house is under construction so is my life currently. Big time. I am re-inventing myself. making changes and introducing new ideas into my life. So is my husband. The different layers of wallpaper is the complex different roles we have taken on in this lifetime. There are so many that are still left to explore and find. Pretty good.

Dream#2: Fairies Flying

I am in what looks to be some type of small museum. There is a long table in the middle with various artifacts from different time periods. There are two old grumpy men standing nearby glaring at anyone entering the room. I am not intimidated by them. There is also an older lady dressed in very colorful clothing. She is standing and watching also but she is smiling and cheerful. I am at once at ease. I have seen her before as gypsy and as a hag. She is always a big help to me. I smile back. I continue to look at wooden vases, iron candelabras, and other assorted goodies.

There are some other people looking and picking up and this seems to make the drab grumpy men nervous. They come over and I see a sparkle flying by. I feel very mischievous. I know it is a fairy or some sort of nature elemental. The ball of light gets bigger and motions me to follow. I decided to go flying around this dreary little place. I try to take off but can't. I wonder why. I turn to see the men glaring at me and then they shout for me to stop such nonsense.

"We do not not allow things such as you in here."

Things? I am not a thing.

I land with a thump and pick up a heavy old time iron with a wooden handle. And I tell the gentlemen this, "This is why you cannot fly or enjoy being a spirit. Your hearts and minds are as heavy as this iron. I will not let your negativity ground me anymore!"

With this I take off flying very fast. I feel so free and light without the baggage of my human form. The blob of light appears and I follow outside into the bright sun. End of dream.

Interpretation: A reminder for me to remain positive and to keep moving forwards to become enlightened as a spirit. The fairy could be my hidden desires manifesting if I were to look at this as a symbol. Not sure as I dream of these light creatures in other worlds. I only call them fairies because when I think it they become that image. They are mostly orbs of bright light that travel very fast.

The hag/gypsy lady appears a lot in my dreams. She is an Archetype. The female version of the Wiseman. She is not veiled but her common colors are purple and blue. She always keeps her distance from others. I will watch if she shows again as she imparts important information or sends me on a quest for something I am looking for in my life. Great dream also.

India and Helping Children

2007-10-14T16:56:00.000-05:00

I had one stressful dream last night. I hope by posting I can shed some light on it.

Dream# 1: India

I am riding in a car going very fast. Everything going by is a blur. I have no idea where I am at. There is no driver. It is just me in some sort of vehicle. It is scary but exhilirating at teh same time.

I come to an abrupt stop. I feel like my stomach rushing like when on a rollercoaster and you think you are going to jump out of your skin.

I see once again a large screen beside me. It shows India. I hear a voice say that an exciting discovery has just been made in India. I think it has to do with oil or some other natural resource.There are reporters in a large city and people are cheering everywhere. I know they are speaking their native language but I seem to have no trouble understanding. I try to hear more in the hub bub but the screen goes white. End of dream.

Interpretation : (?) I have no idea how to classify this dream. Was it a vision or message of some sort. I know absolutely nothing about India. Do they even have oil over there? The message was that some discovery was being made that would be a good thing to many.

The vehicle I was traveling in most likely was my astral body. Also the feeling of being pulled in my stomach also indicated an astral travel. It is all so intriguing even if at this time I do not why I tapped into this specific bit of information that has no relevance to me. Very interesting.

Dream #2: Helping the Children

I am in a town that is being attacked. It is at a typical American strip mall. I see a Wal-mart parking lot that is full. There are people running everywhere looking for their children. It is chaos. I do not see any policeman but I hear helicopters overhead. I am in a building that is under construction. There are boards lying about, paint buckets scattered and plastic sheeting between rooms. the children are crying and we are trying to keep them calm. We hear men crashing through one of the other rooms and we grab the children to hide them. I grab a little girl close by to protect her. We run out into a area where there are some parked trucks. We hide behind a large tool box lying beside the truck. We look through the undercarriage of the truck and see men with guns.

I hear some shooting to the right of us and people screaming. I can't believe this is happening. These Innocent people have to get out. The man stops and looks under. he sees us and starts shooting. I hear a bullet hitting the wall behind us. The little girl is crying. I grab her and try to get away while tripping over boards lying on the floor. The man chase us back into the building. We have no where to go. I hear a burst of gunshots and people are screaming outside too. I think they are firing on the shoppers in the parking lot.

The man chases us and traps us in a room. The room is full of children that are crying for their parents. The children are grade school children. I feel really bad. I am told to sit down with my hands behind my head and lowered. I am not allowed to look up. The little girl is taken over to the other children. These men are terrorists! I start to scream and a man comes over and screams at me to shut up or die. I close my eyes. End of dream.

Interpretation: I so want this to be just a bad dream and not something that is to happen in the future. In situations like this is there anything that can be done to prevent it or is it already written ahead of time to happen? As I learn more about the complexity of the soul I realize that some situations are set up for us to learn from no matter how tragic. This is still a bit for me to chew. When it comes to the helpless I would do anything to protect them. I am like this especially with children ,animals and the elderly.

I am wracking my brain and I do not even see the typical symbols that would be in a psychological message dream. I see no personal message in this dream. I am taking part of the dream but like I was a stand-in for the actual person. If that makes sense. I just do not want this one to become a reality. I have had too many dreams that become reality. :o(

Pregnant

2007-10-12T12:13:00.000-05:00

I am going to a family reunion. Everyone in our entire family will be there. It is going to be a huge event. I go to put on a dress and I am very pregnant. I am huge! This baby has grown so fast. I reach down and I can see the baby move. I even feel it! I am so excited.

I find a nice lavender maternity top to wear. I am so happy that I want to tell everyone.

A woman comes by to take me to the big event. We travel by bus which goes super fast. We arrive in seconds to our destination. It looks like a big amusement park with water slides, rides of all sorts. I see no children though. Everyone there are adults. The lady grabs me by the arm and leads me to where I am to check in. I do not see anyone who is my Earth family. But I know these people.

I sit down a ta very long table. I am tired and the baby is kicking me very hard. I touch my tummy and I can feel where the baby's butt is. I can see the baby moving about. I think he wants to be born very soon.

Another lady approaches me and ask if I would like to try one of the rides. She points outside to this huge rocky hill. People are getting into canoes and paddling down the steep rocky incline. They all crash and tumble to the bottom. They made a reckless choice. I declined and told her it would not be smart for me or my baby. I do not want to hurt myself or my child. She nods in agreement.

I watch as others take a seat. they are apparently are not interested in taking foolish rides either. End of dream.

Interpretation: (Psychological/Spiritual) As above, so below. I think many things are going to manifest finally both in this realm and in the astral. I have been ready for some changes to take place within myself. I am getting more and more anxious for certain things in my life to manifest. I am ready for change. Changes that are good. Hence the baby. A new idea ready to be born. I am so close to this new birth within myself. A spiritual birth. Those other people I believe are my soul group. Assisting me along my path that I have chosen. Those outside acting foolish and reckless were I believe younger souls. Very eager to take chances with no regards to outcomes or consequences. I am not eager to act foolish and risk any of my hard work. I do notice that in this astral plane that I am very patient. I have had to eat a big piece of patient pie these past two years. Good dream with a good message .

Guessing the Outcome and The Ball Dress

2007-10-10T16:50:00.000-05:00

It has been quite awhile since I have posted. Yes, I am still dreaming. Heaven forbid if my dreams were to stop. September and October are very busy due to all the Libras in our family! My husband , my mother and I are just a few days apart! Also my mother visited my husband and I for the first time since we were married! Yes, you read it right. My mother has never met my husband.This is due to her intense fear of flying and my husbands crazy schedule. We rarely get a chance to coordinate schedules. It was a true blessing. On to my dreams.

Dream#1 Guessing the Outcome

I am in a crowded hallway. No one is talking but there is a sense of excitement in the air. As we move along the crowd gets thinner. There are only about five of us left. There could be more behind me but I am too curious to look. There is a teacher (being) in front of us. I cannot really tell if this person is male or female. The image seems to change frequently. An angel? The being points to a large screen. I have seen this screen before. In a field where I use to live in another dream I had. I am really excited.

Images of people going about their day appear on the huge screen. We are given instructions to view and predict the outcome of these individuals actions. We each give a scenario. I watch as a man chooses whether to pull out and hit another car which would result of him killing an innocent person or to remain calm and spare that persons life. I tell the teacher that though he has a quick temper I believe that he will "know" that this is not his best choice. We watch and the man slows down to the stop light and waits instead of speeding through the intersection. We breathe a sigh of relief. We view a few more lives and some make good decisions while others make unwise decisions but not one of these people are criticized. The people we are watching are not being judged. We are just observing and looking at all the possible outcomes. There are so many. I feel a bit dizzy and fuzzy.End of dream.

Interpretation: (Spiritual)

This was one wild dream. As I mentioned in the dream I have had a similar experience of viewing events and beings on large screens. That is the best description I can come up with in my limited human language. I think the being was a soul guide. Were we being shown others of our own soul group or are we being groomed to be soul guides ourselves? It would have to be a difficult job. From watching the alternative choices it is all so incredibly complex. I must mention my spiritual leanings may leave some confused. My apologies. I do not follow much of the western main religions in that I believe in reincarnation. To me it makes a lot more sense but that is my opinion and stems from my own personal spiritual experiences. Great dream. I just wonder why I am shown such things?

Dream #2: The Ball Dress

I am going to an important . My dress is not ready but my mother promises she will stop by to pick one up for me. I hope she gets the right color. I am suppose to have a violet dress. I stand in a queue to get into the ballroom. All the other ladies are wearing their dresses. I see a few white but most are wearing blue or violet.

My mother arrives and she is holding a very ugly dress that will not fit me. It is white but is dirty and has little flowers for a little girl. I am upset that she would choose such a dress. Does she not know I have advanced? I stand and stare at the dress just horrified. I wish my mother knew me better. End of dream.

Interpretation: (Spiritual/Psychological)

This was really easy for me. My mother and I get along very good but it always was not so. I actually had a very rough childhood. It was just 10 years ago that we became civil. I know she loves me and I her. But for as long as I can remember I always felt I was the mother and her the child. Could be she was my child in a past life. I really believe this. I remember thinking these thoughts even when I was a little girl. She really missed out on my growing up. There was so much mental abuse and she was unable to see the special person I was and would grow up to be. While visiting we had an awesome time but at the same time she was at times preachy or pushing her religious values. I have no problems with this but there is a mental block with her in acknowledging my own personal choices.

She knows now that I have had the ability to see ghosts and to communicate in my dreams with them. She is open to that. Surprise. She even got to meet my ghost cat which showed up in her bedroom. I'll write more about this later. Yes, there is a cat haunting our house.

Beyond seeing ghost, I lost her. I tried to share with her the causes that I participate in. How much I care for our planet and how we need to do our part. This started when she wanted to buy Styrofoam cups and paper plates! I was horrified. I did not act holier then thou but instead told her we don't use such things since it is bad for our environment and that she can save her money we would use regular plates instead.

My interests and goals are so very different and foreign to her. I also listened in horror has she told me stories of her being completely controlled by her husband. My step-father. He tells her how to act, what to say , etc. She even was told not to eat too much or gain any weight. That really pissed me off. The topping to the cake was when he told her not to cry when her dog, Yoko, died. We had Yoko long before my father died and long before he , Mr. Negative Control Freak was in the picture. How dare he tell her not to cry for a beloved pet? I have to move on. This still pissed me off.

So basically I felt that she knows absolutely nothing about the real person I am . We are on much different paths and I guess I feel that as her daughter that we should closer in the spiritual sense. Maybe it is frustration that if she is a part of my soul group I want her to be moving forward better then what she is. I see her making the same bad decisions over and over again. Writing it down in this blog puts it more into perspective. I feel disappointment but I must be patient and loving no matter what her choices may be. She is here to learn just as I am and she must learn at her own pace.

Oh, the color of the dress. In my astral travels I have noticed that there are different colors for different soul groups. No one is better then the other. We all have our jobs to do. I think I was miffed in the dream because my mom was not aware of my group or of my own spiritual growth. Shame on me. I think this was a human ego reaction. I am sure in the higher realms of existence I have no issue with her decisions of what dress I am wearing. I know who I am and there is no need to feel slighted. Awesome dream that shed a lot of light.

The Fruits of the Laws of Attraction

2007-09-25T16:20:00.000-05:00

The days are fast approaching as my mother who I have not seen in two years will be visiting me. Another strange fact is that she has never met my husband of 10 years! Here's why.

I moved away from Pennsylvania to Nevada. I met my husband there and we got married. My mother being horribly afraid of planes would not visit us and the drive would have been to expensive so they never met. After thinking positive thoughts and applying the Secret of Attraction I started to talk to my husband about the places we would take my mom when she came to visit us. he looked at me as if a was crazy. I did this every time we went away. Of course at that time she had not even mentioned about visiting . It was about a month after I started to do this that it manifested. She called to announce that she decided out of the blue that she was going to fly and that she wanted to visit me. Wow! The Law of Attraction is very much for real.

This Saturday will be my 40th birthday. I have let it sink in and I realize I don't care about the number because I still feel much younger inside. My husband's birthday will follow on Oct. 5th and my mom's on the 6th. Should we get three cakes or one for all of us? We are all Libras so I hope we behave ourselves and not over indulge. Fuggetaboutit.

I have been dreaming but since I am barely sleeping from all the work around the house I have been having a lot of housecleaning's dreams. Last night I watched the Sopranos before going to sleep and then later dreamed about them. No one got whacked in my dreams though.

I have so many of your blogs to read that I bid you all adieu.

Changing, Ice and Snow, A New Identity

2007-09-20T17:47:00.000-05:00

I am so glad to have a moment to post my dreams. Whew it has been one busy month.

Dream#1: Changing Scenery

I am riding in a car and it is going incredibly fast. It seems to be above the road not actually on it. The driver is a man who has driven me to many places. I am in the passenger seat but he indicates I make the decision as to where we are going. I look at the scenery whizzing by and I see a chaotic city scene of polluting, traffic, violence, etc. I do not like this place. I change my surroundings to another place that is in the countryside. There is a clean clear sky. The grass is a brilliant green and there are no endless miles of road and gas combustible cars. Another car goes by bu tit is just a blur. I decide next to change the scenery Autumn and the leaves on the tree turn color as soon as I think it. The car veers sharply and I focus to correct it. The driver is pleased with my accomplishments.

Interpretation: (Spiritual/Psychological) This dream was very real. i could feel a breeze running through my hair and it was just the right temperature in the vehicle. The man has been in my dreams many times. An important guide that is evaluating and helping me to progress on my spiritual pursuits. Also I have made a decision to reinvent myself. I will be turning 40 in a few weeks and the goals I had made and what I wanted to do have come to a dead end. It doesn't feel right and I know it is time to reassess and start over from scratch. So many things have changed it would take days of posting to elaborate. I feel a spiritual growth spurt approaching. Epi, my dear blogger friend and posted his experience in reinventing himself. A light went off and I received an internal nudge. This is what I have to do. Things are about to get interesting.

Dream #2: Ice and Snow

I am at my ex mother-in-laws house. Their house is nestled against a mountain. Their driveway is very steep and dangerous in the Winter. I am walking outside to the garage. There is a large stream of water running down the mountain and across their driveway. I step on a stone so I don't get my feet wet but the water becomes higher. I jump across to get to the garage but it gets very cold and the water turns to ice. I start to slip but grab onto the stone steps that lead to the hill above the house. I decide to go back towards the house but now it is snowing. As I get closer to the house the snow drifts and soon the snow is up to my hips. I trudge and the snow is too heavy to go through . I stand there wondering what I should do now. End of dream.

Interpretation: (Psychological) The description I gave to the house really is how the house is landscaped. A steep driveway that leads to their house and a mountain rising straight up behind it. Very dangerous in the Winter months. the main message here was with the water, ice and snow. Water is my emotional viewpoint. I am obviously wanting to leave the house. Distance myself from the influences of my past with my ex in-laws. The ice and snow are blocked emotions. At this time there are some issues going on and I am keeping my nose out of it. Just because I do not want to get caught in the cross fire. My son moved away because he is fed up and is actually, from what I can tell, is doing better away from the negativity. I can hear it in his voice that he is not depressed and anxious as he use to be. I have not talked to them since he moved out of the House he was renting from them. I know that all I will hear is negative talk and I am not going to be a party to it. Even when I talk to my son I won't say anything about them. Total neutrality. Sometimes that is best.

Dream #3: A New Identity

I am getting ready to go to a party. Some of my friends are there from high school and I also see some of my cousins and other family members. There are a lot of people that I do not know who they are. All I know is that there is going to be one big party. I am very excited and I go into a dressing room to put on my dress. I try a few dresses but they are all too big. I find a nice white gauzy dress that shows off my figure. I go to touch up my makeup and as I look into the mirror. It is not me! It is me but the face is a new one. I liked my old face but this one is great too. I look a bit younger and appear more vibrant. I feel really good about my change. I go outside to show everyone the new me but they do not seem to recognize me . The strangers come over to say hello. I am the middle of one gigantic group hug. End of dream.

Interpretation: (Spiritual/Psychological) This could be either type of dream. A thumbs up that my desire to re-invent myself is what I am suppose to be doing at this point. A celebration? Answer: Hope and happiness ahead for me.

Flying Lover, A New House and Chaos

2007-09-11T12:32:00.000-05:00

Interesting dreams last night. The first one I quickly jotted down since it started to fade as soon as I woke up.

Dream#1: The Flying Lover

I am standing in a open field waiting for something or someone. It is very foggy. I cannot see beyond a hundred feet or so. I am very calm. I feel myself being tugged. Not from in front or to the back of me but above me. I start to fly above the field. I bypass all of the fog. I feel elated to be flying again. I look down and see an open field. The time of year looks to be this time of year, autumn. I feel someone holding me tightly. At first I am frightened as this has happened before when I was pulled from the air but a winged being .(Angel?)

I glance and it is a man. He is the same age is me. As he touches me we start to become one person. It is like we are merging. It is an orgasmic type feeling but not in the physical sense. We float above the ground and I feel him pull away. I feel sad that we must go our separate ways again. End of dream .

Interpretation: (Spiritual) This was a very profound dream. It is hard to describe in a mundane sense. It was not a sexual fantasy. Far from it. This may have been my twin flame soulmate. Or simply me integrating a part of my own soul. Either way it was a positive experience as a spirit. I follow a lot of shamanic beliefs. Shamans are healers. They will go into other dimensions and worlds to heal souls. This is just a quick meaning. It is far more complex. Many things can cause parts of your being to go astray. Such as trauma, pain, abuse...all the the bad things that can happen during an incarnation. It is just unbelievable all that we endure while living in this world. It is all about learning whatever your beliefs may be. :o)

Dream#2: A New House

My husband and I are in front of a house being built. It is very different then the one we live in now. It is about the same size but this one is a brick house. We walk inside and there are workers about doing various tasks such as putting up drywall, painting, etc.

The gentleman shows us into the living room. It is very bright and cheery. I immediately fall in love with it. I already imagine the furniture in this room. As soon as I think it, the room becomes filled with my thoughts!

We then walk down a hallway and peek into the kitchen. again a very nicely built kitchen. I think to myself that this is way too fancy and expensive for us to have. The man smiles at me and tells me to take a look around. I walk up to a brick oven which is gorgeous. I feel like I am in a Food Network kitchen. This must be a mistake.

My husband is saying nothing. He is just staring at everything. I pull his arm to get him to follow the man showing us our new home.

We walk into a room that must be a study. It has a cozy feeling of a library. There is a closet in which you open and there is a chaise/ bed(?) inside. I know they exist but I have never seen one. I go and sit on it and it is so very soft. I could fall asleep on it.

I finally ask the man, "This can't be our home. It must be one of those model homes, right?"
He tells me that it is our home and to enjoy.

We continue further. End of dream.

Interpretation: (Psychological/House-cleaning) This could be either type of dream. It could be reassurance that my husband and I will be alright and that life has much to offer us. Could be I am feeling edgier at the thought of turning 40 in a few weeks. It still carries the stigma that once you reach 40 your life is downhill. Which I know is bullshit. Or it could be house-cleaning. My mother is coming to visit in a few weeks. Yay! My husband, my mother and I all have birthdays within a few days of on another. Hallmark makes a killing off if us in September and October. Most of us are Libras. It is crazy! Anyway, I have been trying to clean up and finish some of my remodeling projects. Hubby and I are going to the Lowes tomorrow to stock up on things to finish some of these projects. And I have a shower to fix. This dream may in fact been my heavy thoughts on what I need to do to get all the things I need to do finished.

Dream #3: Chaos

I am at my ex mother-laws house. There is a lot going on. She is running about doing dishes, gardening, doing the laundry all at once. The dog is barking and they have company arriving. I just stand there watching the craziness of it all. My ex father in-law is sitting at the kitchen table smoking and ignoring the mess around him. Seated at the table are my ex and some friends of the family. I want to help but my ex mother-in-law glares at me so I step out of her way.

I walk back the hallway to use the bathroom. The toilet is clogged and overflowing. The floor is littered with dirty clothes and the sink is grubby and full of soap scum and god knows what else. I decide not to use it.

I walk back into the kitchen and I see my dog Loki. What is he doing in the house. The friend of the family tells me that my wolf is keeping everyone up by his howling at night. I tell him he is wrong that my wolf is not bothering anyone!

I hear clanging and banging. She is now cursing someone over the phone and trying to fix dinner. Holy cow! I want to get out of this chaos and confusion. I check in the living room to see if my son is in there but he isn't, good! I am glad he has escaped this mess.

I go outside and get in my car. I back out tires squealing to get away and not look back. End of dream.

Interpretation: (Psychological)
This was very good and I will try to explain it as simple as I can. All of my family still live in Pennsylvania. I am the only one who has "escaped". I love my family and I visit but I have changed whereas many of them still live in a trapped negative mode. It is pretty bad. Looking back I see a lot of co-dependency and other unhealthy emotional issues. There are control issues, depression, enabling, low self esteem problems, you name it. They have it. Not a judgment. I was there and I can say it from an outside party now. I guess I can say my eyes have been opened. When I left the home I knew all my life. It was a karmic break. A very big transition and moving out of a karmic lesson is very, very tough. It was pure hell but it was the best thing I did. No regrets.

Life with my ex and his family really was that chaotic. My mother-in-laws house was always is a state of mess. Cabinets full of mail piled high. Dirty dishes lying about. Friction and negativity was always the soup of the day, served up with a side of humiliation. The typical conversation is how life sucks, how everyone else is bad or pieces of shit.The list goes on. I put up with this for 13 years. I still wonder how I made it through. By escaping is how. I packed my bags and moved thousands of miles away. Just like that. The change came so quick everyone thought I was on drugs. Again with the negativity. Even my own mother was trying the co-dependent thing by making me feel guilty about my choices. Our relationship after I moved grew stronger and more positive.

Well the new issue there is that my son and his fiancee moved out of the house they were renting from my ex mother-in-law. She is pissed. I mean really pissed. She is doing everything to put him down and make him feel bad. She keeps telling him he will fail. That he will never live anywhere better. She even is keeping some of the things he has held hostage. My son feels better at the new place he is living but when he goes back up to his family he feels depressed. I told him he will have to eventually cut himself off and stand on his own two feet. He has a baby on the way and his own family to take care of. It is a natural thing to leave the proverbial nest.

I see my son going through the exact same thing I went through 14 years ago. The exact same thing. I send him and his fiance loving thoughts each day, that they will become stronger and get through this. I feel bad for her. They have called her every name in the book. They she is a fat lazy , low-life piece of trash. But again they call everyone that. I want these kids to have a nice life. I do not know the whole story but I know that the way it has been going for my son has been unhealthy. But like me he is finally tired of being controlled. There is a big difference in helping loved ones out and another to disable them as human beings by clinging and controlling their every move.

Now you see why I dreamt of the chaos house. That is the life I left and the one my son recently left. I know it will be very tough for him. He lives only 40 minutes away in another town but that still may be too close. We shall see. I told him this months ago that he had to get out of the negative environment. He told me he could never leave living in the country and near family but I knew in my heart like all mothers that this would change. I see my son growing in a new way. As a spirit. :o)

Triple Numbers

2007-09-08T12:06:00.000-05:00

As I briefly explained I have been having some interesting occurrences happening. I have been having dreams but they are of the common house-cleaning dreams. Which are dreams that stem from the days events. I painted the other day and that night I dreamt of painting in a museum. That is how those dreams go.

What has been happening, actually has been occurring since January of this year. I have had a few quiet months but once again it is back. That is the appearance of triple digits wherever I go and whatever I do. When it started in January it was 333, and 555. Now it is all of them . The main ones have been 111, 222, 333, 555, and 777. I also keep seeing, 11:11 and 12:12 which is a significant message.

When I pass a clock, When I wake up in the middle of the night, While I am out in public they appear on signs, phone numbers, license plates ,etc. While driving back home not once but twice in front of us we came across two entirely different vehicles with the numbers 333. Even while surfing blogexplosion, triple digits keep coming up for me. Mostly 333 and 555 and 777. My husband notices that when I am traveling with him this happens! I am not a crazy person, after all. :o)

Coincidence? Hell no! This is also happening to other people that I know and it is occurring all over the world. I have two friends, one in North Carolina and the other is from Belgium. They too have been experiencing the triple number phenomena. Am I looking on purpose for the numbers? Nope. I do not sit around waiting for the clocks to turn three digits. I am not forcing myself to wake up at 3:33.

There are a few theories but they all involve messages from the other side, the higher realms. They are direct message from higher sources, angels, even God. When I see them I say, thank you for the message.

Apparently each sequence have a specific meaning. It is fascinating. I have listed to links below that feel right to me in their explanation. When seeking out spiritual information, I "feel" or "listen" to what my spirit says is the proper message. If it has a ring of untruth or lower vibrations of negativity I will pass it by like the plague. These are two of the best I have read thus far. Angel scribe lists other peoples personal experiences very much like my own. I am not alone.

Project X

Angel Scribe

Sorry

2007-09-07T20:15:00.000-05:00

Just a quick note to voice my apologies for not posting . I haven't stopped dreaming but I just wish I could squeeze in some more time to my day. There will be a post tomorrow about an unusual occurrence happening in my life and as a matter of fact to quite a few other people from all around the world. Stay tuned. This could be interesting.

Dinosaurs/Snakes and A Zoo

2007-09-03T19:28:00.000-05:00

I had a few unusual dreams last night. I think one was psychological and the other a housecleaning dream . They were both strange to say the least. Read on.

Dream#1: Dinosaurs and Snakes

I am back at my ex husbands house. I find two strange eggs in his front yard. I have no idea what kind of eggs they are. As I am looking at them they start to hatch! They are baby dinosaurs. They begin to run about snipping and trying to eat everything. I grab a jar to put them in since they are very tiny. For some reason I pour water on them but not to drown them . They seem to like sitting in the water with their little heads sticking out and looking about like a pair of frogs.

My son arrives and he gets out of his truck to talk to his father. I see the two dinosaurs getting agitated. I look to see a large snake ready to bite my son. I look at the dinosaurs they are telling the snake to be bad. I shout at my son to get out of here before he gets bit. The little dinosaurs are thrashing about, furious that I stopped the snake. What evil little creatures.

Interpretation: (Psychological) This was a pretty easy one for me. My son lives in the same state as the rest of my family. He and his father do not have a very good relationship. No one is to blame for . It is just that way. Neither seem to know how to talk to one another. If at all. The dinosaurs and snakes are our primitive fears and or instincts. All humans share in this. In some of my dreams though snakes have been messengers since I believe that animals can be spiritual messengers. The native American Shamans share in this belief. Somewhere in my very diverse path I chose,I discovered I have an affinity with animals. That includes the creepy crawlies too. :o)

But in this dream it had a different meaning. I was protecting my son from being harmed. A warning to keep looking out for him. The reason why it happened at his fathers I am not sure. I know my ex husband would never hurt him. I do know that my son is struggling to make things work with his fiancee and for their baby that they are expecting. I want this to work out for them. :o)

This dream is my maternal instincts rearing its head to protect her young.

Dream#2: The Zoo

I wake up and go the bathroom before all the animals start pressing me to feed them. I let the dog out to pee and already the cat is crying to be fed. I haven't had a chance to get out of my nightgown! Loki scratches at the door and I let him back in. I see Skunk Punk the cat waiting for her bowl of food. Geesh, one at a time. Already I am stressing. So many little mouths want fed. I hurry up and feed the indoor cats and then give the outdoor cat that lives in the backyard her food. I get the food ready for the rest of the cats that stay in the carport.
I glance out and see that not only do I have cats waiting by the door, I have a badger, an elephant and a deer. What in the heck!?! Where did they all come from?

I open the door and my cat Mr. Pinky dashes in. He always does. He's a glutton. At that thought,Mr. Pinky is gone and in his place is this very obese obnoxious boy. He demands I give him something to eat. "No! "I tell him he has to wait his turn. It is enough I have a dog, cats, elephants, badgers and deer to feed let alone a bratty boy.

I give him a box of breakfast bars. There are suppose to be 8 in a box but I know there is only one. He opens the box and curses, "What the f**k is this? " With that I push him, his dirty mouth and his bars back out the door. End of dream.

Interpretation: (House-cleaning) Before I had this dream I actually did have to get up. My husband is participating in a blackjack tournament at work and he had to leave much earlier then when I get up so I got up to see him off.

I went back to sleep for about an hour and this is what I dreamt. I do have a dog and seven cats. The dog and two of the cats live indoors. The outside cats are very spoiled. They all have to be fed in their respective spots. I guess it is a territorial thing. And it does get overwhelming when I am barely awake and they all start meowing and growling for food. It is a zoo at my house in the morning. Hence the dream of zoo animals in my carport. Mr. Pinky is an obnoxious cat. He has a bottomless pit and goes about looking to steal the other kitties food. He is like a bratty child that is never satisfied. That is where the foul mouthed child came into play. The brain is one strange but fascinating organ.

The Long Ride

2007-08-31T17:39:00.000-05:00

The Long Ride is the best title for the dream I had last night. It went on and on and even when I woke up and fell back to sleep it just picked right up from where it left off. There is a lot to post so here we go on the Astral Plane.

My father, mother and I are in a supermarket. Coke Zero is on sale and I want to stock up. As I put my Cokes in the cart my father starts to leave without my mother and I.

"Where are you going, Dad!" I yell at him. But he just keeps walking out the door. I follow him out and he lets me get in. I try to get him to talk but he keeps silent. We drive for awhile. Everything is a blur. I tell him to just drop me off at my house. He drives down a road that I recognize leads to where I lived as a teenager and where my father lived when he died.

"This is not where I live dad." Again he does not respond.

My father pulls the car into the parking lot of a church that was near our home and where we attended. I really do not want to go into this Church. I have both good and bad memories. I know that I will be walking into a fire and damnation sermon. I do not agree with any of this. The door opens. My clue to get out. I turn to ask my dad if he is going to come on in but he takes off leaving me standing there.

I see a few people that I remember. They don't see me. I guess I am invisible. This happens a lot to me. (Here I become more lucid.) "I wonder why I am not seen by people where ever I am. This happens to me in my waking world also. "

I walk inside the church and no one is in the church. They must be in the reception room where activities are held. There must be a party going on.

I follow the church people in. There is a large table full of homemade bakery items. I know everything is going to taste good. These ladies know how to cook! I grab a plate before I load up I notice a man nearby is staring at me. What does he want? I decide to ask him.

"Are you from the northeast?" Obviously I am confused. I am in Pennsylvania which is in the northeast but I make a slip of the tongue thinking I am in Mississippi.

"I am a Pennsylvanian. You must be from New York. "

He smiles and looks around before speaking. In a very smug voice he tells me,"You can tell how wealthy someone is by their last name."

I drop my plate and walk out. What a jerk. How dare he judge people like that. That is just wrong. As I walk out I hear the church people shouting angrily. It reminds me of Jesus kicking the moneylenders out from the Temples. Maybe this guy was one of those greedy people who prey on the poor. I am just glad I am out of there.

It is now dark outside and a car pulls up and the door opens for me. It must be my dad here to pick me up. I get in without looking. It is very dark inside of the car but I feel comfortable. We drive down a country road that kind of looks familiar. I am not sure. We come to a dead end but he keeps driving anyway.

The darkness ends and now we are in a run down part of the city. The driver speaks but it is not my father after all. He tells me that I am to observe the lower forms of energies. That we are going into a very bad part of town but I will be okay.

The driver turns down a street that is full of broken glass and needles. The stores are deserted and boarded up. The few people I see all look very rough. Killers, rapist, drug dealers, they all are here walking freely. After all, this is their world. I am just an observer.

I see two gangs open up fire on one another. As soon as they are killed they get back up and do it again. They are trapped in their own hell of hate.

We come to a stop light and I really would rather go through this red light then sit here waiting for trouble. A group of women walk up to the car. One looks like a kindly grandmother. The driver winds down the window and she propositions him for sex! What in the hell? I wind down the window and tell her to get away. She listens and backs away from the car. The women look at me and back away also.

The man pulls up to a bus station and tells me that I need to help someone in there. I would rather not but I get out and he takes off leaving me all alone. A few bums stare at me but say nothing. I surround myself with light. This causes them to run.

I get on the bus and see a motley group of people. Again, the murders, rapist, drug dealers and the rest of the ilk of society are sitting on this bus. I sit down in an empty seat. I hear a little boy behind me crying. A child molester is trying to sit down beside him. He is crying, "Mommy. Mommy I want to wake up. Mommy!"

I turn around and grab him and pull him up to my seat. I tell the man to leave this child alone. I take the little boy by the hand and lead him out of the bad bus. He is still crying. I tell him he will be okay. All he has to do is go into the station door that has the bright light and then he can be back home with his parents. He goes inside and the door slams shut behind him. I know that he will be okay.

The stranger in the car pulls up and asks if I need a ride back home and I thank him for the offer as I get in. We drive out of the bad negative town towards a very bright highway. I can't see anything to the right or left of me. It is like we are on a wide road of bright light. End of dream.

Interpretation: Where do I start Should I even try to interpret it? Was this just a huge housecleaning dream? There were some strange parts indeed. The last especially. What was I doing in that negative place? I knew to protect myself with white light. I was there not as a part of it but to help someone else that had wandered in. The child was not an aspect of myself but appeared to be an entirely different entity. It was strange how the child knew he was dreaming. Was I sent on this an astral journey to help out a stranger? This dream was very intriguing to say the least.

Universal Angels

2007-08-29T16:31:00.000-05:00

Rejection Dreams

2007-08-28T16:28:00.000-05:00

Many of my dreams last night were of rejection. In one dream I was with my ex-boyfriend. A very abusive lying jerk. He wanted me to move into this crappy apartment but I did not want to be with him. I was pregnant and felt trapped. I then saw him in a parking lot dressed in a peach dress. A man walked by and looked at him funny. I told the man that the crazy man dressed in a woman's dress was an asshole.

Next dream I am in a car with a bunch of teenagers. I think I am a teenager also. I am attracted to the man of the kid I am babysitting. We had been having an affair behind his wife's back. He chose her over me. I was mad and upset that he did not love me. I got into the not caring that the other people were drinking. Very reckless.

The third dream I was back in my hometown but my husband had moved back to Vegas and would not answer my calls. I was so upset that he did not love me anymore. I just knew he had met someone else and that I was not good enough for him.

Geesh, I was tough on myself last night. Big time. In the first dream, the only thing real was that I really had been with this person. A mistake or karma I had to work out. It was tough. In this dream I rejecting that part of my life that I had hidden and did not want to dredge up again. I should accept this as a part of my path and that as a spirit I was meant to learn and remember this important lesson.

The second dream was strange. I never had an affair with a man while being a babysitter. The theme was once more rejection in the love department. Also my thoughts overcame me and I became very reckless. This rejection theme is an indication that I feel I have no self worth. Very true a lot of times. I am harsh with myself more then anyone else.

The third dream is most likely that at times I feel that I am not good enough for my husband. Though this is far from the truth ,it came up and I have to confront it. He is not the problem. I am .

Looks like I may have to work on some self esteem issues. I know where the problem lies. It is my career. Or rather lack of. I have to shift my goals and I guess I have been in denial. It is one of those things I have to sit down and take a long good evaluation of where I stand and where I need to go . Shit, here I am 40 and still trying to figure it all out. Am I alone or do we ever figure life out?

The Mountain and The Zoo

2007-08-24T17:10:00.000-05:00

Dream #1:The Mountain

I am standing on top of a mountain and there is an elderly man beside me wearing a long white robe. He talks very softly and clearly. We are surrounded by trees but the sunshine beats down on the dirt path we are walking on. He takes me to the edge and across the other mountain peaks he points to a beautiful city. The sun is shining is a bright orange like a sunrise. I stare thinking to myself that when I wake up I do not want to forget this vision.

The man who I call "Master" let's me take my time remembering. He waves his arm and I see another land. This is a crystal city. I have seen this place before and I want to cry. I have been here many times. The trees are made of crystal . It looks like a city of ice crystals but it is not ice. I know that now. The sky is a deep dark blue. Very different then what it is on Earth. I can see both lands at the same time. Both are beautiful in their own way. The "sun"city makes me feel full of hope. The "crystal" city makes me feel homesick.

The "Master" starts to give me a message. I pay very close to what he has to tell me.

"There will be a girl who comes to you for help. She comes to you because you are to teach her what you know. "

He smiles and disappears. I wish to ask him some questions. End of dream.

Interpretation: (Spiritual) This was a phenomenal dream for me. I wish I could find the right words to describe the two cities I saw on that mountain top. If I were an artist I think I would fail to transfer those images to paper with human hands.

The mountain top has appeared in many of my dreams. To me it is a spiritual retreat. Even in my waking world I have often went climbing in the mountains to recharge my spiritual batteries from this draining world we live in. it works too. :o)

The teacher has appeared a few times. He is what I would call a Master Guide. I felt love emanating around me in his presence. He is a very old soul. I highly respect this being. He wears white which is my symbol for spiritual wisdom, grace and inspiration. His appearing really uplifted me.

The sunrise city glowing in the orange sky also represents hope, inspiration and even courage. I became very lucid before this by telling myself to take my time in viewing what was in my vision. When I say city I do not mean that of what we would call city. There are no high rise buildings, cars, pollution or any of the materialistic things associated with our cities.

The crystal city I have been to before. And I call it my real home. I have visited it a few times. I always feel a bit sad when leaving. Crystals are known to be spiritual transmitters and magnifiers. Is this why my teacher spoke to after I visited my crystal world? I think so. The crystal is a symbol of the Mystic and it is best to pay close attention to the message.

My teacher was very clear that a young lady would be appearing to me and that I was to help her. I believe this to be true. We shall see.

Dream#2: The Zoo

Before I post this dream I must note that this is a dream from two nights ago. I had a small piece of chocolate cake and the end result was this crazy dream. It was as funny as the dream my hubby had the other night.

I am at a small zoo. A large black and brown dog comes running down the street and I climb over the fence of the zoo to get out of his way. He keeps running and barking loudly at nothing in particular.

I find myself in the midst of some baboons. I see their red butts and start to laugh. The stopping and stare. I quickly stop laughing. They go back to picking their bugs and scratching their red butts.

I climb out of the baboon cage and I cannot seem to find a walkway for visitors. I am walking down the path for the zookeepers.

I hear that crazy dog still running through the streets.

I come to a dead end and there is a baby giraffe lying in the dirt by itself. I walk up to get a closer look and the mommy comes galloping over to protect her baby. I tell her I am sorry and she kisses her baby. Whew. I am glad she is not mad.

I finally find the exit to the zoo and I hear a small voice cry out. "Please help me across the street."

I look down to see a doll with a pink frilly foo foo dress talking.

"What do you want?" I ask her feeling silly for talking to a doll.

"I want you to take me across to the other side of the street." She cries in her squeaky little voice.

I pick her up and she squirms trying to get back down. I hold on so she doesn't fall and get hurt.

"Please help my brother the pirate!"

I look over and see a pirate doll but he is dressed in a long pink frilly dress like his sister. I lose it and start laughing so hard. The doll is pissed. She jumps down and runs out onto the street getting run over by a delivery truck. Her brother the pirate starts laughing.

I run out and pick her up. Her face is smashed in but I fix her. She glares at me and I tell her that is what she gets for being foo foo doll in a hurry. I start to laugh again. I can't help myself. End of dream.

Interpretation: (House-cleaning) Though it has some type of storyline I am going to write it off as a dream influence by eating before going to bed. It was just too silly. It's funny how our minds pull this stuff up from god knows where.

The Elevator

2007-08-21T17:55:00.000-05:00

I had a lot of dreams last night but alas I was very busy as soon as I woke up and did not get a chance to jot them down. Crap! I guess one is better then none.

The Elevator:

I am in this building that is under construction. It is very beautiful. There is red and gold carpet It is all so majestic looking. There are only a few people in the building and the workers of course. I want to go up the escalator to the next level. The steps disappear a few times and flatten out but I avoid sliding back down. The people behind me give up and walk away. I see and elevator opening and I step in expecting to go up but it makes a lateral move instead. As I get out I climb some more stairs. The halls on this level are white and there are painters wearing white. That is the only color. Even I am wearing white. I try to see what is at the end of the hallway but the light coming in is very bright. I hear the elevator below opening up and I teleport ( I guess that is the word) back into the elevator. A young girl is trying to get on but the elevator has trapped her. I pull at the doors to help her in but apparently she is not allowed to get in. I apologize as the door shuts on her. End of dream.

Interpretation: (Spiritual) There is a spiritual lesson here for me and or psychological. The climbing of stairs is ascending of the spirit or to higher levels of consciousness. The lateral move for me is a good symbol. It is at least moving forwards and not being stagnant. After I move forwards then I am able to reach the next level. White is a symbol of enlightenment, spiritual inspiration and spiritual unity. These are the meanings that call out to me. There are many for the color white of course.

The building under construction is my own personal path in this life. We are always under construction. As for the girl, I do not but I feel that I wanted to stay and help her find her way. That is the type of person I am . I will sacrifice my own ego and needs to help others. The society we live in may consider this a flaw and a sign of weakness. But hey, we are here to help each other not step on the other to get ahead.

Red and gold appears a lot in my dreams. I know combined they are associated with royalty in some countries. It could be success, energy, physical matters.

To sum it up. I am searching to ascend in my spiritual studies but first I need to finish some lessons first. Then I may go on. Right now that part is still under construction and will change according to my choices and free will.

Pie People

2007-08-18T18:20:00.000-05:00

I usually do not do this but my husband tells me about his dreams sometimes. Especially when they are, shall I say, a bit odd? And this one sure was strange but funny.

Dream#1 : The Pie People (as told by Hubby)

I am in a field. There is a pie eating contest. It is for some type of charity. Most likely one of my honey's do-gooder organizations.

There are a bunch of us and we are covered in pie from head to toe and there are people eating the pies. T... is beside me and she looks over to asks me if I can go get her a green gumball. I find the request strange but get up to find a gumball machine. I find one at one of the concession stands. It is one of those old fashion machine you don't see anymore. I turn the handle and out drops a red gumball. I guess this will be okay even though she said green. I see that I can reach my fingers out and get more gumballs so I grab another red gumball and then I see one in a baby carriage and pull that one out too.

I take the gumballs back to T. she tells me thank you and doesn't seem to mind that I did not bring me the green as she asked.

Some people walk over and they are upset .

"You took those others without paying for them. Now you will be an onion pie!"

They turn me into an onion pie. I go to tell T. it is all her fault but she starts laughing and then I start laughing. End of dream.

Interpretation: (psychological) There has to be a message in here somewhere. I don't know if anyone else laughed when reading this but I could barely type. I do have a Monty Python sense of humor.

Pie could be wanting to get his piece of the pie in life as well as me. Other people there? We are all a part of the whole(pie/universe).

Eating? Well we were being the ones providing the nourishment or information/wisdom to others.

The colors are important also. I indicated I wanted green. I am seeking healing. He does not know this. I found that very interesting. He may be seeking more strength, leadership, or even more passion in his life. Not necessarily the sexual but also a passion in general for life itself. That would go along with the theme of nourishment and sustenance.

Also when he was scolded and turned into the onion pie I helped him by turning a negative into a positive. That makes for a good partnership. He does the same for me also.

I could be totally barking up the wrong tree and it could just be a house-cleaning dream for him. It was fun nevertheless to discuss it.

Ocean

2007-08-14T17:40:00.000-05:00

Once again I could not sleep last night.

Dream#1: The Ocean

I am walking along a beach. It looks like a storm is coming. No one seems concerned. Children are playing in the sand, people are sunbathing, collecting shells and many are surfing and swimming. A typical day at the beach. I am not wearing a swimsuit. I have one of my summer tops and a pair of capris. I am barefooted but then it changes to where I am barefooted. I stay far from the water. Which is not like me. I love the ocean. I stay against some sand dunes. I feel anxious and look out to see a wall of water coming at all of us. It overtakes every one before then have a chance to react. I run along the dunes but I am not fast enough. I look behind to see others taken by the tidal waves. I get caught in a wave that pulls me back and under. I fight to the top and I am thrown hard against a boardwalk. I cling to a piece of wood but the waves come again. I start to panic and I know I am going to drown. I cannot fight this powerful force. I let myself go to the forces. As I feel myself drowning, I realize that I cannot drown. I am in a dream. I have done this before and I tell myself that I am viewing this. Not living it!

Interpretation: This dream was quite a dream. I was a participant. The larger the body of water in a dream is symbolic of the force of the unconscious. In this case a very strong force. I have been patient in a lot of my personal matters. There seems to be no answers coming or any resolution. everything is in limbo. This is unreal. I want positive change. I want to move forwards now. It is very frustrating. But I cannot do anymore then what I have been doing. I think I am over extending myself to a lot of different situations in my life. Could be why I felt like letting go. This is no ta bad thing. In letting go , I mean to let the Creator or higher forces take the reins. Sounds good to me. I really liked how I became lucid right at the end when I started to panic about drowning. I quit struggling and quietly went under to calmer waters.

In The Hospital

2007-08-13T13:04:00.001-05:00

I had a bout with insomnia last night. I am actually surprised a was able to squeeze in a dream. I am already looking at that recliner to take a good nap.

Dream #1: In the Hospital

I am at a very busy hospital. I feel anxious but at the same time relieved. I am not sure what I am there for yet. An orderly comes by and informs me that the hospital is full and that I may not have a room until tomorrow. In fact my surgery has been rescheduled. There are so many in need of healing. I tell him that I do not mind. I know there are others much worse off then me. I sit down in the reception area and I look down to see that I am wearing a hospital gown.

As I look around there are so many people in need of healing. The doctors and nurses are all very kind though they have an incredible workload.

A doctor comes over to me and shakes my hand and apologizes. He points to where I am to check in and sign my name to the roster. I see a long queue to the check in. I see and open space and one of the receptionist motions me to come to this one. I am there for a specific treatment?
I find my name but I see there is a picture beside the patients.name. Now why is my picture missing? I do find my picture. It is off to the side. It doesn't look like me. I do not feel connected to my image. It feels wrong.

A male nurse comes up and tell me that I am allowed to get something to eat before my procedure. The doctor highly recommend it. I go into a private waiting room and wait for my meal. End of dream.

Interpretation (Psychological and or Spiritual) I do feel a bit worn down by life's troubles. I seem to be getting hit from many sides by many different things. As we all are. I know I am not alone. These days there seems to be barely a rest before we receive more tests. I also have been noticing an increase once more in my seizures. Stress does not help. I try to remain clam but again it gets overwhelming at times. Remember I am also an HSP. I feel things much more deeper then most.

It could also be a spiritual healing I am seeking. Again I am feeling a bit battered lately and need to recharge my spiritual batteries.

Whatever the case may be, I am obviously seeking healing in my life.

Zombies and The Firetruck

2007-08-11T18:55:00.000-05:00

Last night was troublesome far as dreams. As the post prior to this supports the reason for bad dreams. Stress.

Dream #1: The Zombies

It is night time and there is a full moon. I am walking down a deserted country road. All I can see pretty well because of the moonlight but there are still shadows. I come upon a church. I hear some scratching sounds and then shuffling but I ignore it at first. I then hear someone screaming in the church. I run to the door which I see has been forced open. Inside is chaos. I see zombies or what I think are zombies chasing people. They see me and start to run towards me . I run to the door to escape but more come pouring in. I run through the church looking for another way out. I think to myself, why couldn't they have been vampires? I start hitting them with pieces of pew that have been broken. I want these foul things out of here but I feel we are outnumbered. End of dream.

Interpretation: (Psychological) This is an entrapment dream. It is a form of a paralysis dream. I felt overcome by forces in my life. Too many stressors that I feel I can escape from. I feel oppressed or helpless to change events. This would be with both my husbands family troubles and my son's problems. The fighting with the damn zombies was my frustration and intense anger at my current condition, though I know it will pass, I nevertheless have to let the storms of life blow over. This is just a temporary state. I find at these times it is best for me to meditate and imagine myself in churning angry waters but I submerge just below the stressful raging waters to where it is calm and soothing. This really helps. I sure hope there will be no more zombies in my dreams tonight. I forgot. As for the church that would for me indicate my personal sanctuary of peace and I feel it being violated by all the negativity surrounding me.

Dream#2: The Firetruck

I am walking down the street of a small town nearby where I live. The roads are wet and very few cars are driving by. It is very peaceful. I hear a lady talking to me from my right side. She tells me to watch. Watch what? I keep walking. She speaks again , urging me to watch for the sign ahead. I am looking for street signs. I see a large red firetruck coming towards me. She grabs my arm and tells me once more to see the sign. As I turn to watch it go past. I see three huge letters on the back of the red firetruck. They are SCA. What? I ask her what they mean but I see no one there. End of dream.

Interpretation: (?)This is a "what in the heck did that mean" dream. So it goes with messages from the other side. Which I think it was. This lady always walks to my right and she talks but I can never see her. And she does seem to have messages. I just have to figure out through all the layers of symbolism what they mean.