It is clear to me that I am in an inactive, rest period right now. This realization came about first via a Knowing and then was validated via various synchronicities. As is my usual, I struggle against this perceive inactivity, but the messages I am receiving indicate that I can ride out this period by merely recognizing the gift that it is (rest, reflection, healing, preparation) by continuing to return to my center where continued guidance will be given.

Mornings are the roughest for me because when I wake I feel so much resistance boiling over to the point of anger and irritation. I recognize this is my Ego Child throwing one of her tantrums but it is very difficult to snap out of! Ultimately, I know this will all pass; that this period is meant to prepare me for the next “shake up” and that I need to make the most of it.

Last time I experienced a period like this I was not adequately prepared because I ignored my inner Knowing in regards to my physical body. Once again I am being reminded to take care of my physical body by not unduly taxing it. I have been running quite a bit while also lifting weights, falling into an old routine which is not good for my body. It does not give my body adequate rest and it neglects the emotional and spiritual. For example, my most recent runs have resulted in a pain in my right ankle. One of the tendons is strained and requires rest in order to heal. More running will only exacerbate the problem. It is a minor issue, really, but enough to alert me to what I have been ignoring – running in general needs to be limited to shorter distances and times.

Diet has also come up and so I am intending to shift my diet once again to make it cleaner and more refined. I hope I can do this successfully as when I feel stressed I tend to eat more sugars and carbohydrates. Having a glass of wine has become an almost a nightly routine. I don’t feel it is bad to have wine, but probably not every night, so I will be returning to my tea and saving the wine for occasional use.

I will still lift weights but only four times a week. On the other days I will tone it down with yoga, deep stretching and SMR (self-myofacial release).

I suspect spiritual experiences will be on the low end for a while to come. The Kundalini has been quiet, only coming up occasionally in dreamtime. OBEs are practically non-existent these days, as are lucid dreams. I don’t miss the latter much, but the Kundalini I long for – the connection and Divine bliss specifically. I understand that I am to connect to my core/center at this time and find balance within, which I am well-equipped to do and just need to make a habit of rather than falling into Ego-led despair.

Dreams have been vivid lately but seem to focus on healing and insight into life’s problems.

Dream: Reunion

This dream began on a road near where I grew up. My grandfather was with me. We stopped along the side of a the road and went along a path to get some ice cream (my grandfather loved Bluebell). When we got closer the path morphed into the inside of an office (measuring myself against another’s standards) building. I remember talking to my grandfather about our memories of the place, the ice cream (success in life) and the good times. He looked like he did when he was alive but before he started to go downhill with various ailments (neuropathy, dementia, emphysema).

My grandfather went ahead of me and I waited. A nice lady escorted him back to the place to get his ice cream. I watched her hold his arm and help him walk away and out a door straight ahead of me.

I looked around and walked to my left to explore the area because it was unfamiliar to me. As I walked the place morphed again and I found myself walking along the outside of a huge ship (exploration of emotion/subconscious). I looked down at my feet and saw the ship was covered in thick, green moss (slow progress, need patience). I thought, “It must be very, very old!” The edge I was walking on was narrow and very high up. So high in fact that I felt to be hovering above the entire world. Across from me on my left I could see other ships. They were enormous and loomed in the distance, ancient artifacts from a time long past. Most were white/gray and resembled aircraft carriers and other military ships. I remember thinking I was in a naval shipyard.

Looking ahead, I caught a glimpse of something moving very fast. Then I heard laughter and talking. Curious, I followed the sounds down to an area below deck. The area was still covered in green moss and there were teenagers of various ages lingering in the space. They seemed to be gathered there to hang out, play, etc. I remember thinking they were the children of soldiers and I greeted them warmly, asking them if I could hang out with them for a while. None of them seemed against it; all were friendly but most kept their distance and watched me closely. It felt as if they were uncertain if I was friend or foe.

Eventually I walked deeper into the ship. There I encountered a shop that was just about to close for the day. The decor was reminiscent of the 1950’s. A lady approached and smiled at me. She called me by name, saying, “It has been a long time! Good to see you!” I lingered around the store front, which was open to the rest of the room. We talked about the past, when I was a young girl, and my times with my grandfather coming to this place for ice cream and other sweets. In the dream I could see myself as this young girl, smiling with my Granddaddy and feeling special.

At some point my grandfather was there, too, and the dream become a blur of memories mixed with conversation. There was a shift back to the office space where I saw my grandfather return with the lady who had escorted him away. He had in his hand a huge, white object – a clove of garlic (protection against some barriers, overcoming barriers) the size of the palm of his hand and disc-shaped. He took a bite as if it was ice cream and smiled. I asked how it was and he indicated it was delicious, just as he remembered.

Interpretation

When I woke I knew I had seen my grandfather. The ships were indicative of his time in the Navy. He loved his sweets, especially ice cream. It felt like he had come to counsel me, or maybe to just catch up and chat. I did not feel sad in the dream, which was nice because usually I miss him very much when I see him in my dreams.

I believe his message was to use his own life as an example for me. The main message being to enjoy life and the “sweets” it has to offer. There was also the message that I will persevere via the garlic which symbolizes overcoming barriers. The shipyard seemed to indicate that he took me into his past and into his own emotional struggles, perhaps comparing them to my own. The patience theme of the moss was very memorable and distinct.

When I woke I felt sad and pessimistic. I was happy to have seen my grandfather again but at the same time I was discouraged because of the waiting game that I perceived I was/am in.

Dream: Helicopter Ride

In this dream my ex-husband (reflecting on past situations and comparing them to present) came for a visit and invited us to ride in his helicopter. Me, my daughter and youngest son got into the helicopter (new/different awareness) with him. As we flew we looked around at the scenery and enjoyed flying high above everyone and everything. He flew quite low at times, so low my toes skimmed the tops of trees. It was then that I realized there was no bottom (feeling exposed) and that I was somehow hovering in my seat. I remember asking him if I should wear a seatbelt (need to stay composed) and grabbing two straps on either side of me and buckling them while saying, “Oh, I found them.”

We kept flying and entered into a city where he landed in the corner of a courtyard. There were Mexican families in the area who gathered around, curious as to why a helicopter landed there. I remember hearing them speaking in Spanish yet understanding them. We got out of the helicopter for a bit to stretch our legs. I remember seeing a little Mexican girl and smiling at her.

We eventually all got back inside and took flight again. This time my youngest climbed into my lap and I buckled the seatbelt over both of us but it was a very tight fit (worried about my future). I remember looking closely at the inside of the helicopter – the rounded, metal sides and rivets. It was very small and round, almost like we were in a tiny sphere.

My ex hovered close to another area, this time amidst houses, to look for a place to land. I could see many Mexicans in the area and as we landed they came closer. This time they were mostly men and many of them were carrying machine guns (aggression). It felt hostile and as soon as we landed we took off again. One man with a gun opened fire on us. My ex turned his guns on the man and fired, hitting him and knocking him down. I remember thinking we had somehow landed in the middle of a dispute and been mistaken for the enemy (internal conflict).

Interpretation

This dream seems to be all about comparing the present to the past and learning from mistakes in order to not repeat them. The helicopter allows for me have new awareness -rise above – so that I can see what I otherwise would not see. In particular I see beauty, family (the Mexican families), and togetherness but I also see aggression, hostility and inner-conflict. There is a sense of needing to protect my children as well as myself. I believe the “Mexico” and “Spanish” parts are indicative of “going South”, which means that things are not working out well and are getting worse. The foreign language is all about feeling to be a “foreigner” in some way to the events going on in my life. Yet I am able to understand the language which means I feel capable of handling the unfamiliar.