Monthly Archives: July 2025

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Message: All it Takes is a Spark

I had a dream that was fairly long and detailed, though I can’t recall the conversations in it much. The man in it reminded me first of one person and then of another but I distinctly recall looking at his face and it was an oval, golden globe of moving light. He was also very tall, towering over me, and completely naked (I think I was, too). Funny enough, I can’t remember if his body was also made of light. lol

We were in a bedroom discussing my life and he was asking me questions, which I happily answered. I WISH I could remember the conversation! Anyway, I remember mentioning eating chicken breast and talking about how much I enjoyed keeping my body active and healthy. I was in a very good mood and super comfortable with him, laughing and talking a million miles a minute. He remained calm, listening intently, and told me how fascinated he was with me. He told me, “You’re amazing” or something close to that. I told him he was, too, and hugged him, wrapping my arms around his neck joyfully. We hugged a long time and I sensed from him sadness connected to a belief he wasn’t good enough. Recognizing myself in him, I began to kiss him on his neck to reassure him that he was and always will be enough. He put his hand on my back and stroked my shoulder lovingly. I could feel from him that he had genuine love and appreciation for all that I am.  His touch sent chills down my spine, spreading into my root and expanding outward. The energy of it woke me. 

I was immediately upset that I woke from the dream. Why must I always wake up when it starts getting good!? A male guide was close, reassuring me. He told me what I experienced in the dream was a good thing and asked me why I avoided it. I told him I felt it led to bad things and I prefer to not experience pain, hurt, and disappointment. I was recalling the two Kundalini connections I’ve had and how they both led to disappointment and immense pain, the first much more than the second. I was reminded that what I felt was the energy of creation. To feel it is to feel ALIVE. I agreed and would love to feel it again, but not if it isn’t consistent and no lasting relationship comes of it. My experiences with it have made me very wary of K connections. Yet, I wish to totally lose myself to another, to come into complete Union. I don’t understand it.

I’ve only seen a golden man like in this dream one other time and it was also tied to the Kundalini. He was teaching me. I think he said he was my “tantra teacher”. At the time, though, I just saw him in the corner of the room, standing and looking back at me. The sight of him woke me immediately because it was so unusual. This time seeing him like that didn’t cause any reaction, I just remembered it vividly when I woke. The most vivid part is how the golden energy moved, little tiny sparks of light like golden fireflies trapped in a jar.

My guide told me, “All it takes is a spark”. Then I was shown a vision of how my energy body would slowly catch fire and not long after be engulfed in flames. I didn’t reject this at all as it seems it is always some catalyst that creates this response in me. I tend to have no control over who does it or when it happens. It takes me by complete surprise. 

It felt like my guide was showing me a glimpse of my future. If so, I’m not totally against it happening but it needs to be correct for me. I’m not looking for marriage or a traditional relationship. I don’t even think a live-in situation would work for me. I can’t deal with expectation weighing me down. I don’t want to deal with another man child, or be constantly pursued for sex, as if that is my only value. Above all, though, I need to feel absolutely safe with whoever it is.

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Multiple OBEs, Energy Surge and Boss Baby

Woke at around 4am with thoughts about lots of things that have been bothering me. Most are piddly things; things I should not be wasting my energy on. So, I spent quite a while tossing and turning while attempting to quiet my mind by focusing on my breath in mindfulness meditation. I would do well for a bit and then fall back into the trap of thinking.

At one point I achieved a fully relaxed state. Recognizing this meant I could sleep, I asked to go OOB. I heard back, “Where would you go?” I randomly said, “To see my mom.” lol 

Not long after this I began hearing noises-off and recognized I could exit my body. I exited the first time and made it halfway down my stairs when my throat felt scratchy. When I attempted to clear it I popped back into my physical body. I re-exited almost immediately, this time making it to down the stairs but with my blanket wrapped around my feet. I tried to make it vanish with a thought but ultimately was brought back to my body. Round three – again there was a scratchy sensation in my throat. I automatically attempted to clear it and went back to my body. 

Each exit I had full vision and all astral body senses but little annoyances kept stopping my progress. I believe this was symbolic of the little annoyances of life that had been keeping my mind active and interrupting my sleep. I also find it interesting that twice my throat was scratchy. I believe this is indicative of a block in that area, which I am prone to at times. One of the issues bothering me was not being able to communicate several times the previous day.

Still, I persisted since I was still in the vibrational state (very subtle) and kept hearing noises-off. Every exit was pretty seamless, though the first few (above) were slower and more cumbersome. I rolled out, popped out and floated out of my body with each new exit. Note: I was exiting and returning frequently because I seemed unable to maintain each trip for very long. 

In one more memorable exit, I made it downstairs, saw my ex and my children, and made it to the living room near the front door. There I went to sleep (ha!) and then was awakened by noises-off and my ex furiously cleaning and making a ruckus over how dirty to house was. I realized it was nonsense and exited my body from that point and went out the door, my ex still complaining behind me.

OBE: Model-T

When I went outside, my dog tried to go with me and I initially stopped him, but, remembering it was a dream, I allowed him out saying, “Oh who cares!”. He ran out and I stopped at the step because there was a black Model-T parked in the driveway. I laughed and said aloud, “That’s a Model-T!” Then I turned and looked around the neighborhood noticing all the parked cars were also Model-T’s. Additionally, there was a nice, thick blanket of snow on the ground despite the Spring like feel outside. The neighborhood was also unfamiliar, reminding me of somewhere in New England. I began to float up to fly around but paused to grab some snow and went back to my physical body.

OBE: Group of Girls

I immediately exited my body. I recall random kitchen chairs (wooden type) lying on the floor in the hallway. I picked one up and tossed it down the stairs in front of me as I flew down. I went straight for the door and outside. Again it was the same New England-like neighborhood. This time there was no snow or Model-T’s. A group of children were sitting outside. It was Fall as I could see colorful leaves littering the ground. I flew up and one girl pointed and went, “Wow! She’s flying!” I went upward quickly as if getting sucked up and was able to refocus and float back down. A girl came up, arms spread wide, asking, “Can you take me up with you?” I said, “Of course!” and grabbed her in my arms and took her to the treetops. I could see the other girls looking up at us from below, all their faces lit up with smiles.

OBE: Energy Surge

Again, back to my body but it was more gradual. It was more like a shift because I closed my eyes and lost all vision but I could still feel I was OOB. For some reason I got creative and created a vast warm ocean full of exotic and alien marine life. I never saw it visually, just mentally, as my eyes were closed. I could feel it, though, as I did a backstroke. Not only did I feel the water and the buoyancy of it, but I could see colors streaking through it despite my eyes being closed (the colors were bright). It was like the water was every color of the rainbow at varying times. Eventually, I just floated there soaking up the sensations and colors, allowing myself to be soothed and blanketed in the water’s warmth.

Then, suddenly, the vibrations, very subtle and almost unnoticeable up until this point, went into overdrive. It felt like a lightening surge of energy rushed into me. It began at my middle back and spread to my entire astral body. I could feel my astral body lurch upward in an arch. My eyes were forced open and I had instant, ultra clear vision of the space. My eyes felt strange, like I had beams of energy pouring out of them. I wish I could’ve seen my astral body at that time! I bet it was spectacular. 

My vision revealed I was lying in a bed that was not mine in an unfamiliar bedroom. It was very light colored and sparsely furnished. I honestly don’t recall too much about it because I was in shock from the incredible energy that was coursing through me.

OBE: Boss Baby

With eyes still forced wide open by the energy, music began to fill my mind. It was not a song I’d ever heard but it was a complete song – instruments, vocals and everything. The main words were, “Freedom!” lol And something about the song seemed to propel me up and out of the bed, down the stairs and out the front door. The entire time I am attempting to sing along but I don’t know the words so I’m a second or two behind them. Mostly I just remember repeating that I was free, that freedom was possible, etc. 

Outside it was the same as before – a New England neighborhood – but this time there was a courtyard in the middle of a roundabout with people lounging on chairs in groups of two or three. I was soaring in the air and the people outside looked up with astonished faces and pointed. I specifically recall a black woman sitting in a chair having coffee for some reason. I also saw a man sitting on a raised, circular, concrete platform smoking a cigarette, his back to me. I remember singing “Freedom!” as I flew over to him. What is really curious is he instantly morphed into a chubby baby wearing a diaper (think Boss Baby). The cigarette was still in his mouth nearly burned down to his lips. I noted it and didn’t react because 1. it was a dream and 2. I was enjoying myself thoroughly. Later, the image of the cigarette about to burn his mouth stayed with me.

I returned to my body and had a few other small, insignificant OBEs, mostly in my house hearing noise-off, going to explore, etc. They were all cut short by my mind trying to hang onto the memory of the more significant previous OBEs.

I never once even thought about visiting my mom. LOL I recognized why, though. I was not in any shape to visit someone linked to so many emotional memories. I needed my OBEs for an energy attunement (that’s what I feel I got anyway). 

I woke feeling rested, relaxed and grateful. Also, when I started to thank my guidance I stopped short recognizing I should be thanking myself. It was me, after all, who had accomplished it all. It was all me.