Daily Archives: August 2, 2015

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Changing the Future Through our Children

My husband and I had a welcomed night out last night. Unfortunately, he began talking about all the things that we are doing wrong with our family and raising our children. He wanted to sell everything, buy and RV and go out on an adventure to find a new home. I was not into that idea and so resisted.

By the time we were sitting down to eat, the conversation was going nowhere. I listened to him – to us – and didn’t like it. So I changed my reaction to him.

I started talking about what we were doing right. I told him all the stuff he was picking at was overwhelming to me. How can anyone be perfect? No one can. It is unrealistic.

I began talking about our children. How different they are, their lives are, from my own. How we are who we are because someone taught us to be that way. Now we are struggling to break free of all those lessons; lessons that were the lessons of our parents, not ours. Our children, I told him, are so much more better off than we were. They know we are more than this body. They are not being force-fed religion. They are being allowed to question reality and life. They are being validated for their experiences, even if they are not “normal” ones.

I gave him the example of our daughter when she was 2 years old. She saw Spirit on our stairway and pointed him out, asking, “Who is that grumpy old man?” Rather than say, “No one is there. I don’t see anyone”, which is what my mom would have done – or worse off, laughing at her (which my mom actually did) – I asked her to describe him. “What does he look like?”, “Where is he?”

She described my grandfather who had died a year previous. I told her who he was and explained he came for a visit.

Rather than let her think something was wrong with her, I let her know nothing was wrong with her. She was/is special to have gotten a visit from Spirit.

When I reminded my husband of these things he completely changed directions and said, “You’re right. I should be focusing on and building upon what we are doing right, not focusing on all we are failing to do”.

Our night was pleasant from then on out.

Changing the Future

Things won’t change unless we do. After talking with my husband I realized just how much better off my children will be because I am changing, have changed, for the better. I had to wait until my mid-twenties to find out that I am more than this body. I wish I had only known what I know now when I was her age. How much loneliness I could have avoided and how much fun I could have had.

Not long ago my guide reminded me that my purpose was to be a mother and to focus on my children. I can see now why this would be important. They will grow up in a changed world. A world in which they will need to know what I am teaching them now. It will make them stronger, strong enough to handle the immense changes coming.

I am so very proud of my daughter and her curiosity and eagerness to explore herself. I can’t wait to explore with her, to show her more, to show her what I have learned. What fun!

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Crayfish Totem

I was reminded yesterday morning of a recent outing with my children. I had taught them how to catch minnows in the creek with a net. In the process of doing this, I saw a crawdad and caught it quickly. I showed them. We touched it and marveled at it. And I had fun. I felt like a kid again.

I use to spend hours as a kid catching crawdads. I told my children stories of how I waded through knee high mud, invading crawdad homes and catching all sizes. I told them the story of the mammoth crawdad I caught that was the size of a lobster. And I told them stories of how I collected their claws, explaining that they grew back and how I never once got pinched.

I was reminded by seeing in my mind the picture of the crawdad I caught that day (pictured above). I almost forgot about it. With the memory I felt there was a message I had missed. What was crawdad’s message?

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Crayfish Totem

Crayfish teaches us to move forward in life, to overcome our fears by shedding our old “skin”. This skin shedding is part of the crayfish’s nature cycle of growth and maturity. Similarly, spiritual growth is a forward moving process and involves shedding old limiting beliefs, issues and habits. The crayfish reminds us to not be afraid to let go of those things that hold us back. However, it also represents appropriate reversal, especially when threatened, but reminds us to not overuse this protective mechanism.

Crayfish is also symbol of regeneration. It often loses its legs, or claws, and can regrow them easily. So, also, can you regenerate as needed.

As a water creature, the crayfish represents the psyche, dreams and subconscious. It reminds us to pay attention to our intuition, listen to our dreams, and look for symbols in both our waking and dream world.

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Intention Works: 3 OBEs

Last night my daughter came to me asking questions. She had seen a Micky Mouse cartoon in which Mickey had gone to sleep and his astral body had gone out and done all kinds of things. She asked me, “Was that his ghost?” I told her, “Something like that. It is his other body, the one that comes out when he sleeps”.

The conversation continued. My daughter was fascinated and wanted to know more. She was like a little sponge and her eyes were so bright I thought she might come out of her body right then and there!

“So it’s real? I can do that? Anyone can do that?”, she asked me.

“Yes. It is real. Anyone can do it,” I replied.

“How?”, she asked.

So I told her how – to go to sleep reminding herself to wake herself up from within her dreams; to look for things in her dreams that made no sense. I told her as much as I could in child’s terms. She soaked it up and seemed to understand. But she had an issue really understanding that she is not her body. She kept asking, “When I open my eyes, will my brain know I am awake?” I kept having to say, “You don’t have eyes or a brain. You are energy”. This, I think, is a bit too much for her little mind but she is trying.

We made a plan: If she woke up in her dream, she would come find me and wake me up. If I woke up, I would come find her.

She went to bed jumping up and down saying, “I can’t believe it’s real!”

Lucid Dream: Graduating at 40

I woke at 6am without any OBEs or encounters with my daughter. I said to my guide, “Please can I get something for encouragement??”

I fell asleep and into a dream where I was at a school cafeteria table eating what appeared to be a mass of ground beef. My fellow students were eating but I was not. It was ground beef. I am not eating meat right now. When I looked at them they appeared zombie-like. What was wrong with them?

I started to become lucid and wandered about the school and into the front office. It was dark in there and I was looking for my student records. I knew if they found out my age they would not let me graduate. I knew this was my senior year. Only one more year until graduation. I had to get those records.

My lucidity continued to increase. Something was not right. I am not in high school. I am too old! I imagined getting on the school bus and all the kids staring at me. I could not pretend I was a teenager. No way, I am too old now.

Someone walked into the office and turned on the lights but they did not turn on. I tried to see her face, but couldn’t. I slipped past her and out the door.

Flying now, I knew I was dreaming but was not 100% lucid yet. I went into a side room and began looking at toys that were a part of a school store. I thought of my daughter. She would like these.

I felt my body then and knew I had been OOB.

OBE: Wake up!

In an instant I was transported to my mother’s house. I saw her inside with my two oldest. Instantly recalling my conversation with my daughter, I flew over to her and shook her vigorously.

“Adrian! You are asleep. Wake up!

She turned to me and said, “I’m not asleep, mommy”.

I took her by the hand and said, “You’re asleep. You need to wake up”. Then I said, “Fly with me!”

I began to show her how to fly, telling her to jump up while she was running at full speed. I could not get off the ground at first, too distracted by my daughter, but eventually I did. When I was in the air my daughter was behind me. I had pulled her up with me.

I heard my son at that point saying, “I want to go!” He was crying.

I said encouragingly, “Come fly with us!”

OBE: Flying Lessons

My vision blacked out and I came back to my body for a moment. I saw a picture forming in front of me, all golden colored. I instantly recognized the exit opportunity and took it, but did not go into the picture. Instead, I went back to the previous scene.

I was back in the drive at my mother’s house with my children. I leaped into the air and yelled at both my children to follow. They flew up, the youngest lagging behind.

We went up into the branches of a tree. I told them, “Grab onto the branches. The sky likes to pull you up really fast”. I could feel my astral body being pulled upward as I said this. In front of me the white, leafless branches were vivid.

Somehow I lost my grip on the branches and began to be pulled up quickly. My vision blacked out and I felt my body as soon as this happened.

OBE: Missed Opportunity

Back in my body, or so I thought, I began to wonder why I couldn’t see. It barely registered to me that I was OOB at this time. I felt unsure. I had just been flying and now I had suddenly stopped. Surely I had been pulled back into my body? Right?

I opened my astral eyes and saw what I thought was my bed blanket. It was vividly bright and crisp.

With no vibrations or any indication that I as OOB, I accepted defeat and the fact that I was in actuality opening my physical eyes.

To my dismay, I realized I was wrong the minute I felt the familiar energy of reentry. I had been OOB after all, and likely in a completely different place. The pull up and the blackout had taken me somewhere else. The blankets I saw were not mine. They didn’t even match!

Check In

When I got out of bed my daughter was still asleep. She woke not long after and I asked her if she remembered. She didn’t. She had trouble falling asleep – too excited. But she said she remembered being at her Nana’s house. Then she cried because she missed out on it. I had to explain that it took a long time to master OOB travel and to just enjoy her sleep and dreams. She was happy with this and we talked about my OBE.

It is so exciting to have a member of my family interested and trying to OBE. She is so very young, though. I do not want her to be discouraged too soon. Is it even realistic for her to go OOB? I don’t know. My first experiences were in my 20s.