Yesterday was just as intense as Friday. I realized upon waking that this time of year – around mid-October – has been an intense, life-changing time for me, at least in regards to relationships. Two specific times came to mind:

October, 2001 – I woke one morning to a deep, masculine voice saying, “GET OUT NOW”. I took it as meaning I needed to leave my husband. Within a week I was on a flight home, arriving on October 15th, my Mom’s birthday.

October, 2016 – Posted on FB on Oct 7, 2016:  Going through a tough transition here at home. Please send prayers and healing if you have the time. Lots of change on the way. It was a very turbulent time in my life. The whole end of 2016 was an emotional and mental torture (not kidding).

This year October is following the same pattern. IDK if it is astrological, if these specific time periods are repeats of certain planetary positions, but it sure is odd how, when it comes to relationships, this specific month seems to have it in for me.

Regardless, things are changing in my life and it is because I of this PUSH I am feeling and the resulting action I knew I needed to take. Still, though, time will tell how it all plays out.

TITAN

I’ve been having an interesting message come through. I’ll start at the beginning….

October 10th – I had a dream where I was on a very large ship (exploring aspects of emotion/subconscious). Me and a man were standing looking over the edge at the ocean. The man was familiar to me and I recall staring at his face and taking in all the details trying to determine if he was who I thought he was.

It was a beautiful day. Not a cloud in the sky and the ocean was calm. There was a discussion between myself and a woman. This woman seemed an adviser but I’m not sure if she was mine or his, maybe his. We were discussing the man, specifically his current emotional state. I remember knowing he had lost someone, someone very dear to him, that he loved with all of himself. I wanted to be with him and was hoping he would want to be with me. I was being advised to be careful and not push him because he still grieved. Not only did he love this woman but he had been hurt by her to the point that it had left him wounded. I remember noticing the way he looked at me. He seemed interested but distant, like he could see me but he didn’t want to. Toward the end of the dream I was talking to the man, telling him how I knew he had lost someone close and how I hoped he could move on with me. He looked at me and I began to feel a rush of energy. Overcome by it, I woke up. As I woke I thought the ship was very similar to the Titanic and the movie came to mind.

In my private dream journal I wrote: “The word [Titanic] may be significant, meaning something BIG, powerful and/or explosive being explored.”

Since that dream I have been seeing the word Titan every day with incidences increasing as time goes by. The first time I saw the word was on a Nissan pick-up on my nightly walk with Monty. I did not know until then that they even made the Titan truck!

Then I was purchasing my Mom tickets to the Austin Symphony for her birthday. I did not notice the name of the performance until after I received the confirmation email:

“Tale of Two Titans”
Fri 11/30/2018 8:00 PM
Long Center

Yesterday I was shopping with my husband and happened to look up and see a huge sign:

By this time I finally recognized the message being delivered and laughed out loud, explaining to my husband why. He told me that he thought it interesting because a day or so before he returned home he had been watching the movie Titanic in his hotel room. Yeah, too crazy to not be in awe of how the Universe gets these messages to us!

Dream: Wrecked Pick-up

Now that the a/c is fixed I was able to sleep without interruption.

In this dream I was traveling in a car with a man. He was familiar to me. I recognized him as someone both my husband and I know. Looking around me I knew the road we were traveling. It was the one just outside the home where I grew up. I use to drive it every day to school. The hills were much larger than reality, though, to the point that they resembled mountains. I knew our destination was my home.

The man and I talked about music as we drove. He mentioned music theory specifically and it caught my attention. He used a word that only someone who studied music would use but I don’t know the word now. I only remember it had to do with chord progression (harmony/disharmony in my life).

We continued over the hill. As we began to descend I realized just how high up we were. The entire valley resembled the Rocky Mountains in magnitude. It was beautiful. I leaned my head on the man’s shoulder. I thought to myself, “I love him.” Then I realized he may not want me to lean on him and I backed off. His demeanor was serious and focused on driving.

In the distance I saw a large, black (unknown or subconscious) pick-up (work) with over-sized tires falling down the hill. It was not rolling but very obviously falling. We parked our small car and he got out to help. I pulled a blanket (protection) up out from under the seats and pulled it over me as I watched. Where there had been no people there was suddenly onlookers everywhere to the point that I could not see the truck. Curious, I got out of the car, laid the blanket(protection) over my purse (self-identity), and went to investigate.

I could not see the car or the man I had been with. I inquired about the drivers and was told another car had collided with the truck and the people were fine. The passengers in the truck “did not make it”. I walked along the road and noticed cars pulling up to the scene. There was a large river (emotion) below and cars (paths) were parked on islands (ease, relaxation) in the river. I wondered how they got there. I got out my phone to take a picture and noticed everyone else was doing the same. I still couldn’t see the truck.

Then I saw paramedics working on two bodies (death or the unexpected) and the dream ended.

When I woke up the song, Sweet Home Alabama was going through my head. It made no sense considering the man from the dream is originally from Louisiana. The specific part was, “Sweet home Alabama where the skies are so blue. Sweet home Alabama Lord I’m comin’ home to you.”