All has been quiet here the past few days. Since the snow melted, the temps have soared into the 70’s, nearly hitting 80 yesterday! Most, if not all, have had their electric, water and other circumstances return to pre-Uri conditions. Yesterday, our boil water notice was rescinded as was the notices in the surrounding areas. Schools were shut down for repairs and today in-person instruction resumes. Most, if not all, grocery stores have everything in stock again but for a while shelves were bare.

It was just yesterday that the last remnants of snow melted in our yard. We had shoveled it into a huge pile and the shade protected it from the sun but couldn’t protect it was temps in the 70’s. Sadly, many shrubs and other plants suffered a kind of “freezer burn” effect to include the great Live Oaks in our neighborhood. The leaves are brown and crusty and some already falling a month before their usual molt. Thankfully, Live Oaks are hearty trees and have an unusual life cycle. They are ever-green and replace their leaves in early Spring, so it is likely all will live another year. So far it appears my Calamondin tree was devastated. Everything is dead and I had to prune more than half the tree away. We won’t know if the roots survived until green shoots prove there is still life in it.

Dreams, syncs and other messages from the Universe have been quiet the last few days. I’ve been extra tired and over the last two days more sensitive to the energies of others. For two days straight I had a dull headache that became worse as the day progressed. I had to go into work yesterday and it seemed the more people I was around, the worse I felt to the point that I began to worry I was getting sick. When I left work I asked for healing as I was driving and moments later a warm energy spread from my head down to my upper back where the worst discomfort was felt. I became extremely relaxed and calm and by the time I arrived home all pain was gone. I still felt very tired, though. I suspect removing myself from the company of coworkers was helpful as I was likely picking up on their exhaustion and anxiety from the previous week.

Sleep has been deep but last night I struggled to fall asleep and woke frequently throughout the night. One dream in particular was vivid enough to wake me and keep me from returning to sleep.

Dream: Hieros Gamos

Most of this dream I was confused and questioning the dream experience but it never brought on lucidity.

I was traveling with a group and we ended up staying in a flat in the UK. I didn’t recognize any of the people I was with but we seemed to know one another well enough. My memory is fuzzy but I recall being in a double bed with a man inside a closet. The longer we were there, the more cluttered the closet became until it was only me inside. The closet had shelves filled with items and only a very small area to walk. One man in particular kept storing his food inside and I asked him to put it on the shelf. It was Bulgarian food his mom kept making for him. She also sent him money. I remember commenting on how nice it must be for him to have a never-ending supply of food and money.

At one point, I broke my glasses and got very irritated at the Bulgarian man, blaming him for the cracked frame. What is interesting is that my glasses had only one, oblong lens rather than two. I was upset because with my glasses broken I would have to visit an eye doctor to get a new pair and that meant finding a doctor in the UK. That meant I had to go outside and find a doctor, meaning talk to and interact with someone new. I complained that it would likely cost more, too. $50 more in fact.

The crowded conditions were uncomfortable and so I ventured outside. I remember talking to someone, likely a guide, and getting “ideas” such as “why don’t you explore?,” and “why don’t you talk to them [people]”? I remember standing on the side of the street talking to a man and mentioning the currency. I asked, “Do they still use Euros here or pounds? When I was here before I think they used pounds.” Some stranger from the street explained they used pounds and was very friendly. I turned to the man I was with and whispered, “He must have overheard me.” I didn’t want to interact with the man. I felt uneasy in the strange place I found myself in.

I was nudged to look around and so did as was suggested. The area was quite busy with vendors and people. It reminded me a bit of Mardi Gras in Louisiana but without all the beads and streamers. I received a suggestion to go up to people and talk and almost did, but then convinced myself that no one wanted to hear what I had to say.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw man and a woman walking around with this tablet in their hands. The woman was giving people readings using this tablet. I watched, suspicious, as she spoke with a woman, telling her things about her life and her future. I observed for a while and when the pair went on their way I decided to approach the woman. I didn’t say much as she held her tablet close to my phone.

I looked at the tablet curiously. It was like no device I had ever seen. The screen had mathematical symbols on it and diagrams alongside astrological symbols and charts. The woman glanced at the screen and said, “I hear, ‘Montana’ and ‘Firefly’.” I recognized the two words but didn’t response to her. Instead, I turned away and sat on a bench hoping she would go away. The woman then went into detail about my mother, telling me things only I would know about her but that could easily be gotten from an astrological chart. Specifically, the woman mentioned my mother had Leo as her moon. I remember recognizing Leo as significant, not only in my chart but my mom’s and my husband’s (he’s also a Leo moon). I was not impressed.

Somehow I ended up with her tablet in my hands. She told me, “I’ll be right back,” and I sat looking at the device. I was suspicious of it and so went back to my group to ask for assistance in determining its legitimacy.

I entered a large room full of people laying against walls in sleeping bags, blankets and pillows. It reminded me of a homeless shelter but I knew it was just where we all were gathered. I announced to the group that I was looking for help determining the validity of the tablet I was holding and told them they only had 9.5 minutes to figure it out. Two men raised their hands and I agreed to let them look at it. My main concern was that the tablet somehow hacked my phone, stealing my personal info and giving it to the woman.

Both men agreed that the device was legitimate but cautioned me about letting my phone get near it just in case. They could find no evidence that it “hacked” my phone but I was still wary. I could see the woman talking with another customer and she glanced my way. I knew she was coming back.

Then I was back with the woman. She held the device up and let me look at its screen. I felt pulled into the screen and found myself in space surrounded by stars and planets. The device then showed me all the people the woman had helped before me but it was information, their charts, their astrological information, their choices and options – everything. The info was presented in charts, graphs and mathematical symbols.

I recognized I was being shown the blueprints for each of their lives on Earth and understood that though there was quite a bit of information contained within these blueprints, each person had free-will and so their future was never completely known/clear until they created it themselves via their decisions.

When my blueprint came up I recognized everything and told the woman, “I already know all of this and it is quite boring, really.” She said, “At least you never murder/kill anyone.” Still unimpressed I replied, “Yeah, I’ve never killed anyone.” Looking at my blueprint on the screen, I asked, “Can you tell me anything I don’t know?” She asked, “What do you want to know?”

With her question I felt a distinct shift take place. The woman was no longer with me and her voice morphed from feminine to masculine within the span of the time it took her to ask the question. I was back inside the tablet screen – or “space” – but this time I was hovering over planet Earth looking down at the United States. It looked like an aerial view so I was able to see the coastline, geographical features, clouds, the ocean and the entire continent from coast to coast from my vantage point – the east coast.

I was mentally answering her/his question in my mind. I saw letters typed up on a screen in my mind. I had asked to be shown something I had trouble describing. The word, “SEX” slowly appeared and I said, “No. Not quite that…” Then a sentence appeared below it, but I can’t recall what it said because I was watching the aerial view of the U.S. below me in awe. A tiny, blue dot was zig-zagging around above the map. It went out into the middle of the Atlantic Ocean, into the UK and then back toward the US like it was on a plane traveling between the two continents. As the neon blue dot moved, it left a trail behind it. The trail eventually formed a neon blue path showing where it had been. The circles and loops were beautiful. It was fascinating!

When I found the words and feelings to describe what I wanted, the words, “Hieros Gamos” were printed out over the Atlantic Ocean in very large, white, bold letters. A line formed under each word as if to indicate importance. The tiny blue dot, now over the eastern United States, was traveling in a northerly direction. As it traveled it encountered other blue dots, each had its own trajectory that was faded compared to my dot’s trajectory. The dot paused at each dot it encountered and continued on its path. I knew the dot I was watching represented me. The dot traveled from off the map, near Texas (my home state), along what I think was the Blue Ridge Parkway, then north and then turned south. It encountered a few other dots and I saw about 20 more dots scattered across the region as far south as Florida. I remember thinking each dot was a person and that my dot was searching for something specific.

Around the middle part of the eastern coast my dot stopped at another dot and I watched as it began to circle it and then “dance” with it. It looked like a clock-wise swirl and the two blended together into one. Then the two dots, now merged, shot off like a shooting star to the left, over the Appalachian Mountains and finally disappeared over Canada. I heard in my mind (or maybe I sang it), a line from a song, “Then we’ll shoot across the sky….”

At this point I recognized I was dreaming and that a specific message was being given. My lucidity caused the end of the dream to fade out, leaving only the visual of that map of the US in my mind as I awoke.

Considerations

The location on the map of the U.S. was clear to me when I woke up. I must admit I wasn’t pleased with knowing where this other dot was located. It felt like the answer I received was limiting me to this one “dot” in that one location. Was there really only one? Do I not have any other options available to me? I wanted to ask the “tablet” or man/woman in my dream these questions, but it was too late.

The song that went through my head was this one:

There is a particular incident, a brief time period in my life, that this songs goes with. It reminds me of this time whenever I hear it.

Anyway, the symbolism of the dream is clear. My closet, or my safe place, is getting crowded and at some point I am going to have to venture out and be around people again. lol I can’t help but laugh because I can feel that sense of being crowded into a tight space in my waking life. It is subtle now but there. It is asking me to go back out into the world; nudging me. For example, this morning as I was putting in my contacts, I had a strange, near-compulsory urge to go online and start searching for elementary school counseling jobs. And with it was a whisper of a voice saying, “Once Covid conditions have passed they [the kids] will need someone like you….”. It felt as if an opening created just for me would be there when I wanted it. Whaaaat!? I pushed it out of my mind right away. Why would I go back to counseling when I have such a cushy, work-from-home job!? I’d be crazy to give that up for bureaucratic BS and long hours.

I have no doubt I was being shown how blueprints are created and how they are used in an Earth lifetime. I also think I was being reminded that I always have a choice. Always. If only it was as simple as watching a little blue dot zig-zag around.