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OBE: Walking Backwards

Not surprised I astral projected this morning. I requested it prior bed. I am so blessed to be able to just request it and it happen.

Prior to the projection I had a dream and vision I want to recount first.

Dream: Family Restroom

I was sent to a new school against my wishes. I had forgotten my lunch in my rush to get to school. I was thinking about having to buy lunch. I felt in my pocket. My daughter had slipped half of a cookie sandwich into it.

I joined a group inside a room. They were practicing a music performance.  The class was preparing to go on stage. I saw the music sheets but it was scattered with musical notes popping off the page. Mostly I saw the flat sign. I remember hiding the fact that I was sneaking bits of the cookie.

I headed to the bathroom and when I returned the entire class was gone and a cleaning lady was inside. Wandering the unfamiliar halls, the principal asked me where I was going. I told her I was lost and suppose to be performing. She told me to follow a girl who was with another group who was also to perform but they were to recite lines of a poem. I lingered there and was asked why I was there. I told the teacher I was told to go there.

I followed the girl and ended up in the lunchroom sitting next to a high school boy who was a junior or senior. I was distinctly aware I was only 10, even seeing myself with this realization. I had blonde hair and was a bit chubby. The boy was dark blonde with thick, unruly hair. The boy took a liking to me. He was one who did not follow the rules. We got along well and he said to me, “I need to keep you around.” He made me feel special. There was a sense that I fit in with people like him, not with everyone else who followed the rules without question. The boy was not bad, he just pushed limits and questioned authority when something didn’t make sense to him. I was the same. I liked myself for being that way.

Then I was walking with the same girl trying to get back to class. I knew the school was four stories high with four sections on either side of us. She asked me, “Where is the family restroom?” I pointed to it. There was a sign on the door of an entire family walking behind a person in a wheelchair. I said, “I guess everyone goes in there together.” I laughed about it and the image of the blue sign with the family on it is the last I recall of the dream.

Vision

I woke at 4am and couldn’t go back to sleep. I fell into the in-between at once point and saw an image of a pig in a tutu dancing. When I woke I heard the word “swine” and recalled others dreams I have had with pigs in them. I knew it was a message.

Interpretation

My thoughts on the dream are that I was being schooled in my present life situation and what I am to do right now – focus on family. I am against this and feel a bit lost. The number 4 dominates. The pig vision could refer to selfishness, opulence of a situation where I think one thing is true but it is not.

OBE: Walking Backwards

Something clued me in to the fact that I could detach from my body. I took the opportunity and sat up OOB. I felt odd as I stood up. My blankets were stuck to my feet and I was not in my bedroom but somewhere else. I could see the front door from my bed. It was very close. As I walked toward the door, I was talking aloud to myself the entire time. I said,”I need some clarity please.” I had assumed the strange feeling I had was because I needed more energy, yet I could see very clearly and vividly and all my perceptions seemed in tact. The closer I got to the door the more the feeling bothered me and the more I talked. I realized now I was talking to one of my guides because I felt the answers coming back to me. The reply I kept getting was, “Healing.”

When I got to the door I could see out the window. The window was very distinct with four panels. When I walked outside and down a step I could feel the cool night air hit me. It was chilly. Out across from me I could see the street lights of an unfamiliar neighborhood. The strange feeling was still bothering me, though, and I ended up coming back into my body.

I lingered for a bit in body and received a vision of a man wearing what looked like a green, glittery alien suit. There was a bright colored symbol on his forehead right where his third-eye would have been. He was short, too, like kid sized. Was he an alien or was my guide being funny? I had no fear, just curiosity. I am not even sure it was a suit….

As I caught the vision I heard, “Healing.” I knew my visitor was helping me with healing.

As I left my body again I announced my agreement to receive healing. I once again sat up OOB talking the whole time. I was in the same bedroom. This time I pulled the blankets off me before I got up. The strange feeling was still with me. Again I could see very clearly the front door as light came through from outside. I headed directly for it and as I got closer it disappeared and I floated outside. The strange feeling was really strong and I heard again, “Healing.” I walked toward the street, looking to my left. I saw the bright white outline of clouds and a brilliant light. It looked beautiful, like a sunrise in Heaven, but I shifted my focus to my right. There was a sense of, “Don’t look!.” Instead I focused my attention down toward the greenery at my feet. It was like clover or some similar plant and was cool to the touch. I knelt down and put my hands in it and said aloud, “This is healing. I am healing.” There was a sense of peace in doing this. Even with my eyes closed I could see the entire scene in which I found myself. The night sky and green grass dominated.

Looking up at the white of the street curb I became curious. Where was I? I could see houses but then it completely changed to a city street. There were tall buildings and cobblestone streets. I walked into the streets and looked down them. The buildings went on forever and it looked like an ally. I began to head down the street, saying aloud that I wanted to fly and trying to lift myself up into the air. The voice said, “You can’t.” I felt magnetically pulled down, noticing the strange feeling was stronger than ever.

I turned around, my back facing the city. I was still talking aloud and saying something like, “I want to see what’s behind me.” I began to feel myself pulled into the city. It was like a suction cup energy and I was floating backwards. I couldn’t see where I was going, only where I had been.

I came back into my body quickly and my heart was pounding furiously. Within seconds the alarm clock went off.

Considerations

The feeling still bothers me. What was it? It is hard to describe. It felt sorta like I couldn’t breathe, like something was sitting on my chest but it was purely energetic. It caused me to think my energy was low, but that obviously was not the case because the OBE was clear and solid. My best guess is that I was sensing the healing occurring at the physical level somehow.

The OBE indicates that I am not wanting to look forward, or not needing to at this time. I am in a period of intense healing, which is made clear to me over and over. I think the white light and clouds could be indicative of going Home, or my draw to leave this body and life behind me. Thus, me being told not to look.

 

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Documenting Dreams

I’ve been sleeping deeply again and struggling to recall dreams. It is not as difficult as it was just a couple of weeks ago, though.

Dream: Dissertation 

In this dream I was with one man most of the dream. We were classmates at the doctorate level. He had just completed his dissertation and handed me a very thick manuscript. It was ridiculously thick and heavy, with pages numbering in the thousands at least. I commented that I could not believe how long it was and joked about how it must not have all come from him. He got serious and said, “It is everything I’ve learned.” With his comment I got a flash of lifetimes upon lifetimes upon lifetimes. It was so fast that I cannot recall specific lifetimes but I understood that much work had gone into his compilation and I revered him for it.

Throughout this dream we were walking through various doors into rooms that looked like very expensive and ancient libraries with wall-to-wall shelves filled with books.

Interpretation

This actually felt like I was hanging out with a friend and we were comparing notes on our spiritual progress through this classroom called Life.

Dream: Selecting a Crystal

This dream is hard to recall but I spent much of it going through crystals in order to pick the right one for me. The last one I remember and the one I finally chose was a rainbow colored crystal about the size of my hand and in the shape of a thick wand with a jagged tip.

Interpretation

This dream felt like my guidance was helping me with healing, urging me to participate in this healing.

Dream: Gathering

Most of this dream was in a kitchen that was brightly lit. We were preparing dinner for a group. I remember mostly that someone had made deviled eggs but when I took a bite I realized the egg portion was actually a boiled potato with the skin still on. It was way too big to be an egg, too, as it was the size of a potato. It had a small hole dug out where the filling was placed, just like a deviled egg.

There was a man who was at the gathering who spoke with a thick accent and kept staring at me. I knew him but wasn’t sure how. I also knew he was interested in me as I could feel his intentions. Interested just meaning he was curious and observant but there was also a romantic undertone with this interest. I noticed his eyes following me as I moved about. We had picked him up from the streets. He had been homeless and wandering wearing only a thick coat. He came with us to the gathering and ate with us. One of the women in my group told me, “_____ is interested in you. He is telling everyone, too.” She looked over her should at him and I saw that he was sitting across the room talking to a woman and kept glancing in my direction. I cannot recall the name of this man but I remember what he looks like and it is very similar to a person I know online.

Once we were finished with dinner, everyone went home. I traveled with some of my group to a shop that sold food. It was very European looking with a glass store front and very small. There was a woman standing behind the counter cooking a very large zucchini squash. It was being roasted like a hot dog on a skewer and the woman kept basting it with a reddish colored liquid.

Interpretation

I am still healing (kitchen) and so is a large number of my group. I want to focus on starting anew and it may be something I consider to go against the grain or be judged badly by others (deviled egg). I am being lazy (potato) about this start, though. There is someone I do not know well (foreign man) who has interest in me. This feels similar to other dreams where I am cautioned that there may be someone who is deceiving me. Maybe this is the man? Maybe he is getting to others like in the dream? At the end I am likely discussing the future and the abundance or fertility that awaits me (squash) if I stop being lazy.

Dream: Water Park Without Water

Again I was with a group and we were contemplating going on a slide in a water park. I remember having a discussion with someone about it and getting a feeling that they were not in agreement. Then I watched a dark haired woman picking up jewelry from the ground. She eventually was the first to go into the water park and walk backwards up one of the slides. There was no water on the slide and so you could walk the slides easily. I followed her up one.

Interpretation

There is a discussion going on about my self-worth (jewelry). I am picking up jewelry, so trying to regain my self-worth. There was too much emotion (waterslide) but it is drying up (no water). Going up the waterslide means I am taking back control because to go down a slide is to lose control.

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Lucid Dream: Subject Complement

Slept deeply. Woke at 5am furious and with certain thoughts and intentions I won’t go into detail about now. Fell into the in-between.

Lucid Dream: Subject Complement

I was sitting at the bar in my kitchen looking at my phone feeling very much awake and aware. On the phone was an image of my WP page and a list of comments about a certain blog post I had written. I don’t know what the blog post was about specifically but it was a combination of all the thoughts I had previously been having prior to entry into this dreamstate.

I noticed comments by my friend Molly (love you!) and then below her was a comment from someone who has not commented on my blog in a very long time – Silent Winds of Change. I know him and am part of his FB group, as is my friend Molly. His comments were interesting and different. Rather than comment on the post content he was proof-reading the post. lol The first comment was about a misspelling but I can’t remember the word I misspelled now. The second comment he made was about the subject complement. He said, “Of course all women love honeys bee” Then he said, “Look at the subject complement.”

When I read the comment I saw the image on the screen of my phone change. It went all black except for a tiny pinprick of light. As I focused on it, it grew larger and larger until an image appeared of a tiny, golden colored honey bee sitting on the concrete. There was a young man standing over it looking at it in awe. The tiny bee was perfectly detailed all the way to its shimmering tiny wings, it’s body so brightly golden it glowed.

As soon as I began to say aloud what I was seeing, the image began to shift and parts of it started to move jaggedly from one side to the other, like the connection was breaking up. I said aloud, “Do you see that!? Is it moving?” I turned and my youngest, wearing only his diaper, was standing up on the bar stool next to me. He looked and he said, “No.”

I looked down and my phone disappeared and I blinked my eyes, trying to figure out what happened. I knew I was asleep but it felt so real and I was trying to get in touch with my physical body by blinking rapidly. I could feel the stone counter top cold under my fingertips.

Then the phone reappeared and the image returned. This time I could see eyes popping up all over the screen. The eyes would open and look at me. Several at a time came up, all of them open and looking at me. I began to cry as I watched this happening, as if a message was coming through but I cannot remember any particular message. The tears began to drip out of my physical eyes, bringing my awareness to my physical body but I would shift between awake and dreaming, back and forth and confused as to which reality was which.

My alarm went off, bringing me softly awake, tears still dripping out of my eyes. I heard the song, Total Eclipse of the Heart – “Once upon a time I was falling in love, now I’m only falling apart. There’s nothing I can do, it’s a total eclipse of the heart”.

Interpretation

I’m not really sure what the meaning of this experience was but the symbolism of the bee comes to mind straight away. Bees represent balance, nurturing of family, community, love, teamwork, healthy communication, etc. There is a link to the hexagon and the number 6, the number of the planet Venus (currently retrograde), symbolic of love, communication, balance and union.

Honey is also mentioned and this is what is said about honey:

Symbolically, honey represents nourishment, reward, sweetness, sensuality and wealth. Honey is associated with gold in many myths and legends. This equates it to reward achieved after an arduous undertaking. As bees are ceaseless in productivity, the lesson translates to mean something like: With hard work, we earn the gold.

The message itself about subject complement is unclear to me. I was never good with grammatical terms and though I understand enough about what a subject complement is, I don’t see the link at all. I think “bee” is the subject compliment in that sentence. Perhaps the message is to be or “see” (as in the eyes) the bee and reap the “gold” of the honey?

When I awoke I was much calmer, the anger had dissipated and I no longer wanted to follow through with all of my set intentions.

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Dreams, Themes and Ship”Wrecked”

I’ve not been sleeping well the last few nights and dealing with all kinds of emotion for release. It’s been difficult with the sleep deprivation, a lingering head cold, and single parent status (husband is out of town) to remain centered through it all. I was finally able to get some decent sleep last night after taking a Benadryl along with herbal sleep supplements but I woke in a sour, resistant mood.

There has been a pretty much on-going geomagnetic storm since March 1st. This is after a short reprieve from a similar pattern. We’re being pummeled by the sun and in-between by gamma rays. I never know how I am going to react to these cycles. Sometimes I am feel great and other times exhausted, like a sloth-woman, or emotionally sensitive like now. I’ve actually gone through all of the above in a short period of time with the most common response being tired and sluggish, like all my energy has been sucked out of me.

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Dream Themes

I am at least recalling some dreams but have not really had time or the motivation to write them down. There is a theme that I spotted recently that should be noted. This theme is that someone in my life is deceiving me. It has shown up via various symbols, the two most recent being a lamprey and a raccoon. The lamprey dream I documented already. The raccoon dream was two nights ago. In the dream I was on a boat (another repeating symbol) and trying to get away from evil, aquatic raccoons (lol). Only one out of ten was remaining and he was hiding in the boat somewhere. I was warned that he would hurt me, even kill me, if allowed close enough.

The boat theme continues to come up. This symbol indicates that I am ready to deal with and cope with my emotions. Thankfully the boats I am on are always in good condition as is the water.

Dream: Snakes

Short dream last night where I was visiting my sister at her new place in the country. She was located in another state. It was one of the more southern states but which one, I don’t know. I remember thinking Kentucky but knowing that was wrong. The weather was cooler than Texas, much more temperate. She was growing raspberries and had just harvested some. I remember tasting them.

In the dream I spoke of being offered a job in another state, but I could not for the life of me remember which state. My sister told me I could buy and RV and live on the 40 acres that came with her rental house. I went looking at the land and it was spectacular. Definitely much greener than Texas. I pointed out a spot in the trees saying I could live there. My sister said, “That’s the river.” I looked and saw it was indeed a small, crystal clear river. It had blended in somehow. Then I saw tons of small snakes in the water and on the banks. They were all colors and sizes and so many that they were squirmy and crawling over each other to get away. I saw their markings were like those of the rattle snake. I was not afraid of them, though, but fascinated.

Interpretation

I believe this dream was mostly a discussion of my life, considerations and current issues. These issues are of a delicate nature (raspberries) and I am being reminded to take my time and be kind to myself. The RV is movement, the water is emotion and the snakes are the Kundalini and/or transformation.

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Dream: 18

This dream is somewhat blurry now but the part I recall most vividly is being in my old bedroom at my mom’s house laying in bed talking with a classmate. He had just turned 18 and was romantically interested in me. My perception of him was as Hispanic but he resembled the same man I often see in my dreams. He was very eager to stay in communication with me, repeating that he was 18 and old enough now and asking me for my email address. I wouldn’t give it to him, telling him he already knew it. He wanted to meet me every morning before class from 7:30-8:30am. He said he would pick me up in his car. I asked what we would do and he said, “I don’t know. Talk.” I saw his intentions in my mind and told him, “Don’t you know I’m 40 years old and have three kids?” He didn’t seem to care. In my mind I went over the pros and cons of exploring a relationship with him. I was extremely drawn to him but kept seeing my children and my responsibilities as blocking any possibility of us being together.

Interpretation

More considerations coming out, these having to do with communication and rejection of a part of myself. When I woke up I was angry.

jeepDream: Black Jeep

I was attending a ceremony at a temple with my friend, her husband and a group of their friends. The man performing the ceremony was older with gray hair, a beard and a large belly. He took us through fields and into a mountain temple where he began to sing/chant in another language a very powerful invocation. His voice was operatic and he was reading/singing the runes off a stone pillar in the center of this temple.

The entire time I felt out of place. My friend and her friends were all connected and had similar beliefs and lifestyles. They all ate vegetarian and wore handmade clothing made of hand woven cloth. On their feet they wore sandals and some were barefoot.

I went with the group to a house where we would all be staying. As the food was being prepared I went into my bedroom. I found a bible laying on the table. It was my friend’s. I opened it and a piece of paper fell out. On it was marked scripture and my friend’s thoughts. One was in Corinthians and the note was that this was what she believed Oneness was. There were other slips of paper but I can’t remember what they said.

When I went back to the group they had all eaten already and offered me food. I told them I did not like veggies for breakfast and got disapproving looks. They had boiled or poached eggs and I took three. I was offered some coffee but told it had in it an antibiotic. I thought it odd and asked which one and was told Zyvox. I argued with them saying it was an anti-viral. I decided not to drink the coffee. lol

Then my friend and her family were leaving. I watched them walk away and noticed they had left their Jeep. They had left the keys in the ignition. I tried to lock it and found it was still running, so I took the keys out and tried to lock it. The Jeep began to drive very fast by itself. What was odd is that from inside the windows were all black and I couldn’t see. I began to panic and pulled the emergency brake. That stopped it. I re-inserted the keys and pushed in. This turned off the Jeep and allowed me to lock it.

Interpretation

It felt like I was trying to come to terms with conflicting lifestyles with this dream. When I woke I felt jealous of my friend for having a spouse that had similar spiritual beliefs to her own. There was consideration that I must change myself and life more than I am willing to. There was a feeling when I woke up that I didn’t want to ever be “pregnant” again and a total resistance to the transformation I am going through. I saw it as too painful and told my guidance, “I never want to experience a connection to anyone like that again.” The Jeep represents taking action – doing. I feel unable to control it and see it as “bad” (black) or the unknown. The emergency brake is me indicating I want it to stop, I don’t want to go forward. There was also a feeling that it may be time for me to go along with my husband’s spiritual beliefs again but it brought a feeling of uneasiness. It makes me feel stuck.

This caused me to remember I had an entire dream sequence where I was purposefully closing doors and trapping myself in a tiny room. My friends would open doors, smiling and encouraging me, and I would angrily grab the knob and slam it in their faces. I did this over and over until the doors stopped opening. I stood inside the tiny, claustrophobic room and slumped over the sink.

When I woke up a part of a song was repeating in my mind – “Did I build this ship to wreck?” Goes perfect with the boat theme.

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Just Imagine

I want you to imagine if you had access to all your memories at any time. A direct link to every moment of every day of your life in complete detail, no interference. Like a movie you could play over and over. How would you use it? How might it affect your reality?

There is a series on Netflix that I have come upon recently that has an episode you should watch. Well, actually I recommend the entire series but this particular episode really impacted me. The series is called Black Mirror. This episode, number 3 in season 1, is set sometime during the future where everyone has a chip inserted behind their ears that records every moment of every day of their lives. They can play moments from their lives anytime they want both on screens in their eyes and for anyone to see on television screens.

Let me know what you think. 🙂

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Lucid Dream: Visit to My First Home

I was sick all day yesterday with a head cold (sore throat, congestion, stuffy nose) and did not get much sleep the night before because of a flare up of IBS brought on by eating salmon. The day seemed like it stretched on and on with no ending. I was dead tired but couldn’t sleep so the slow-motion of the day was difficult to bear. My youngest never took a nap, either. Seems like when I need a nap, he doesn’t. lol My husband is in Florida for a week so it is just me and the kiddos. Thankfully all three of my children went to bed without issue.

I slept very deeply and woke around 5:00am wide awake. I turned on my fan to block out street noise and create a kind of white noise effect which helps me to sleep when I wake too early. It did it’s job.

Lucid Dream: Visit to My First Home

I had been in a dream where I was laying on the ground with a blanket along with many others. It felt like we were watching the stars together but also like we were all in a “class” and waiting to head off on our separate journeys. I don’t recall anything spectacular in the sky. I was too distracted by a black man who came to assist me with my chakras and healing. What I recall most was him asking to help. He kissed me and his lips seemed fluffy, like clouds and I told him about it because it surprised me. Then my chakras began to flare up starting at the root, but it was too distracting and I disengaged from him. It was time to go, then, and people began to leave, picking up their blankets and going off in different directions. I did the same.

Then I was standing and looking at a tropical plant that was in a raised flower bed. It was not doing well, though. There were bulbs planted around it on four sides and they were sprouting all around it. It indicated it was Spring and I wondered what kind of flowers they were. Then I had a thought, “Everything mom tries to grow, dies.” It’s a family joke. My mom always said (still says) she had a brown thumb.

All of a sudden I realized where I was. It was my first childhood home, the home I lived in until I was 9 years old. I was standing on the patio adjacent to the living room. I was delighted! Immediately, I turned and scanned the yard to see what it looked like and what time period I was visiting. It was well manicured, chain link fence still up, swing set and tree house missing except for a tiny little fence. What I saw indicated that I was likely visiting it after we moved and the new owners came in and removed the tree house and swing set

I walked the sidewalk around the side of the house and to the pool area. To my surprise, the pool was still there. Hadn’t the new owners filled it in? I went through the fence gate and surveyed the area. There was no pool furniture and the pebble concrete patio was overgrown with weeds. The wading pool was still there. I took a closer look at it, remembering the lobster-sized crawdad I found and kept in there and all the times we use to splash water from the pool into it just because we could.

The swimming pool itself was a beautiful crystal blue color like it was being kept up by someone. I laughed inwardly because my mom was always struggling to keep it blue and it usually had a green tinge to it even when in top condition. She would be excited to see it looking so perfect. It looked just like I remembered, the sides smooth and round and the slide and diving board right where they should be.

I decided to jump into the shallow end. When I landed I didn’t go under like I expected. I forgot the last time I swam in the pool I was 9. Being full grown, the water came up to my chest and I could stand without issue. I could feel the coolness of the water and delighted in it. I didn’t linger, though, but walked up the steps and out, flinging water purposefully like I use to do as a child.

Still exploring, I noticed the pool equipment was still there as was the wood privacy fence. As I headed toward the diving board I noticed a tiny, brown poodle waddling around by the side of the pool. I saw her and knelt down, recognizing her immediately as one of the poodles we had when we lived there. In fact, she and the two other poodles lived long lives that stretched past our departure date.

I spoke to her saying, “Are you Sut-Sue or Bo-Jo (short for Mr. Bojangles)?” I couldn’t figure out which poodle she was yet she was brown and round like Sut-Sue was. I petted her for a while, smiling from ear-to-ear and thinking how I needed to tell my mom everything as soon as I could. Again I said aloud, “Are you Sut-Sue or Bo-Jo?” It was like I was trying to remember the third poodle, and my favorite, but couldn’t.

Something from outside the dream environment caught my attention then and I woke up hearing my alarm going off. I smiled and then began to cry tears of remembrance.

Considerations

I had such a happy childhood growing up in that house. After we moved it was like my world fell apart. I missed that house/time all the way into my late teens. When I finally visited there at the age of 19, after my father’s death, it was nothing like I remembered and I was able to put that time in my life behind me. Obviously, though, I still consider that time in my life one of the happiest.

I realize now that I might have been visiting the house at an earlier time than I thought. My earliest memories of Sut-Sue were as old and blind with gray hair and barely able to move. In this lucid experience she was brown and much younger. The missing swing set and tree house would also fit for an earlier time period. The tree house was built by my dad for my older sister and the swing set was much later than that. Yet the pool was built when my mom was pregnant with me. Maybe I was visiting that same year? Or it could be that I was in an alternate reality, one of my own creation. The latter is most likely but then who knows.

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Dream: Catching Lampreys

This morning was the solar eclipse. Two days before was Maha Shivaratri or “The Great Night of Shiva”, a Hindu festival celebrating the consciousness field of Lord Shiva. The 25th was Shiva’s Cosmic Dance of Bliss assisting humanity in overcoming their karmic ignorance to transcend into a state of supreme bliss by awakening to one’s true self. Shiva is known as the “Transformer” and the supreme being who creates, protects and transforms the universe. Last night a portal opened and a veil lifted allowing for a night of spiritual sovereignty and illumination.

For me, personally, I did not experience anything significant last night except for a few dreams and some minor Kundalini. The night before, however, was most transformative as I had a substantial Kundalini rising event that brought clarity and bliss. My experiences coincided with the Maha Shavaratri (24th) and Shiva’s Cosmic Dance of Bliss (the 25th). I feel like Shiva and I danced together and he gave me a glimpse into my Self. I am truly honored to have been allowed such an experience.

Though I slept deeply, I still had some significant dreams accompanied by Kundalini energy up and down my mid-section. At one point it felt as if my entire torso was three times its normal size and filled with a buzzing, warm and comforting energy. My root chakra was also very active throughout the night.

Dream: Catching Lampreys

I was on a large boat with a group. Most of the group were elementary aged children and it felt to be a field trip of some sort. A teacher brought up a bucket full of lampreys but when I looked into the bucket I saw many colorful lobsters. They were all colors – blue, red, green, yellow – and seemed almost fake in appearance and did not move as if dead. I touched them, fascinated, and watched as they were placed into brown sacks. I remember wondering why they called them lampreys because what I saw was lobsters. That was when I saw an actual lamprey. It was being held up and I said, “Wait I want to take a picture.” I had with me a large, underwater camera. I tried to focus on the lamprey but could not get the focus to work. When I looked at the lamprey all I could see were rows and rows of sharp teeth. I was not afraid, however, just fascinated.

As we came ashore a young girl about the age of 10 took my hand and said, “Come with me!” She was really excited and wanted my help with something. She took me into a room and asked me to help her with her computer. I sat down and began to investigate the computer issue. The screen was playing some kind of soap opera. The girl crawled under the desk at my feet. I felt odd when she did that, sensing a sexual aura around her and not understanding why someone so young would be exuding such an energy toward me. I continued to fiddle with the computer feeling uncomfortable as the girl moved about under the desk where I couldn’t see her. I kept feeling like she would reach up and begin touching me in a sexual way and I sat frozen there wondering how to react. The girl never touched me but I felt my root chakra flare up and begin to expand up, up, up, filling my second, third and fourth chakras with a warm, buzzing and comforting feeling.

Then the girl crawled out from under the desk, stretching herself cat-like on the table next to me. Her pants were half off, one leg out and one leg in, and she had matured into a young woman. Her blonde hair was long and flowed to her waist and she was quite beautiful. I asked her, “How old are you?” She replied, “16”. I remember looking at her, admiring her beauty and wondering how she could have grown so rapidly from a 10-year-old to a 16-year-old. I was extremely attracted to her, also, but it was not a sexual attraction. The whole time my entire torso was buzzing and I felt to be expanding outward with energy.

I woke up still experiencing the rapid energy expansion in my lower four chakras.

Still in the in-between I saw a golden energy man standing over me with his arms outstretched. I fell into his arms, resting my head on his shoulder. The energy hug I experienced was exceptionally comforting and safe.

Interpretation

My dream indicates I am exploring my subconscious and emotions (ship). I find strength and persistence in excess (lobsters) but do not believe it is real (dead/fake). I also find that someone is taking advantage of me or exploiting me (lamprey). I take a good look at them (photo) but cannot see them clearly (unfocused).

The girl that came to get me was an aspect of myself. She wanted my help with current life issues (computer) containing much drama (soap opera). Her maturity suggests that I am also maturing. The attraction to her is similar to the attraction and love I have been finding for myself and this body. The number 16 has been coming up in my dreams lately. It’s relates to home and family and its message is to trust my intuition.

 

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Dream Theme: Frozen

I requested dream recall again last night. I only remembered a few, but at least I recall something. When I wake up without any memory of dreams it feels like I just closed my eyes and opened them again rather than having actually slept.

When I tried to recall my dreams there were several I touched upon and began to remember in full that were snatched away from me, fading immediately into my subconscious. It felt like my guidance was saying to me, “Not that one,” every time I lost a dream memory. Why I am not allowed to remember these dreams, I don’t know, but I have given up trying. They literally vanish without a trace and it is impossible to retrieve them.

The dream theme from last night was “frozen”. Everything I dreamed about involved ice in some way.

canadaDream: Trip to Canada

I was driving an unfamiliar car north to Canada. My partner was in the car with me, but I could only feel him at that time. We would often switch between driver and passenger. We needed gas so we stopped at a gas station. He was driving at the time and had gone way to fast for too long and our gas tank, which had only 2 gallons in it, was now at empty. He wanted to stop somewhere shady but I pointed to another stop. We pulled in and drove up to a building where he pulled out a long, black hose about a foot or more in diameter and plugged it into our car. I sat in the car watching and looking at the inside of the car. It was all black interior, quite roomy for it’s size and familiar. I had been in this car in physicality! I remember commenting that the gas station was strange – everyone had their own building to park at and individual hoses for gas. There was discussion here about identity and protection of it.

A voice from inside the car asked me to deposit money. I put in a $20 bill in a slot inside the car. A woman from outside came up to my window and began talking to me. She resembled my ex-MIL. She told me, “You have changed. You are much calmer now than you use to be.” She mentioned that I was not the same person, that it was unbelievable to the point that she was suspicious of me. This part of the dream was odd because she just appeared, told me this, and then disappeared.

The gas stopped flowing and a voice asked for more money. I called to my partner who was filling a work truck with gas. I knew the truck was his but that the gas he put into it also went into the car I was in. His truck had compartments on it and a ladder and other tools. I stuck a $5 bill into the slot. Then the tank was full and change dispensers appeared for me to get my own changed. I was owed 16 cents. I spent some time trying to count out the change, dropping pennies and confusing quarters for nickels.

We left the gas station, turned left and pulled past a long line of cars. We stopped at our destination and then I do not recall my partner being with me. Everything was covered in ice and snow and I had to walk carefully. People were gathered inside the building I was in but it was more like a passageway of ice. I followed people up several slippery inclines. At one point I had to climb up and grabbed the edge of the building accidentally touching a girl. I told them, “Excuse me. I’m sorry. I’m from Texas” as if saying that would explain my clumsiness. They laughed, saying Texas only got snow 7 miles north of Dallas.

Dream: Evicted

In this dream I was with a group of people and we were being evicted from our residences. My friend, a very tall older man who reminded me of my real life friend David, said to me, “Looks like I will have to stay in that hobbit hole.” He pointed to a small house and said, “I will have to duck down to live there. There is a spare room that you can have.” I accepted his offer. It felt like my friend had been evicted many times before but that it was my first time.

I went about working the grounds around the house, getting my hands dirty as I cleared the path from the water to the house. The path often flooded so I put wood over the low spaces. As I walked along the banks of the lake I noticed it had a thin sheet of ice over the top. Leaning down, I inspected the clear water and then touched it to confirm. Yes, it was iced over. I told my friend and he did not believe me. He said it was too early for it to freeze.

Dream: Frozen Bugs

In this dream I only recall seeing several blocks of ice about four inches square. Inside them were small specks that resembled dark rice. There was much discussion about the things inside. They were alive and had been forgotten and left preserved in ice. I felt sympathy for the parent of these creatures. In my mind they were children to be cherished and looked after. I took a block in my hand and it began to melt revealing what was inside. Little bugs began to crawl out as they thawed. There were all kinds of bugs, all small and harmless. One was a beetle that once thawed took flight. I remember watching it fly away feeling happy that it was free.

Interpretation

Rather than interpret these dreams separately, I will just give my feeling on the whole sequence.

First off, prior to bed I asked for this slow, healing period to be done with. I am bored with it. I also requested that my heart be re-opened so that I can transmute the emotions of the collective. I feel like I can be doing so much more than I am and feel gypped when the work that I do in my sleep is hidden from me. I am not afraid of feeling the intense emotion that I felt last November and December. Yes, it is agonizing but it passes quickly. This transmutation of collective pain is necessary and if I am able, I am willing to do my part. I understand that the reason my heart was so wide open was because of what occurred in early October. Yet had my heart not been opened like that I would not have been able to witness my ability. I was given a glimpse of mySelf and her potential and wish to return to that me.

So, I believe my dreams were symbolic of my expression of frustration and desire to move on. Ice indicates a feeling of being stuck and not seeing progress. Movement north is suggestive of my desire to make progress and move forward. Filling up with gas indicates a need to for energy and being on “empty” indicates this as well. My partner has a different car than I do, yet we start out in the same car. The work truck is symbolic of him doing his own work while I do mine. We are on separate paths but the “gas” fills both cars which indicates we are connected and what happens to one, happens to the other. The 16 indicates a focus on family and loved ones. It is a reminder that my attention should be on my family, the work to be done regarding family, and to trust my intuition.

There is a feeling of not belonging (evicted) surfacing as well as recognizing the underlying emotion (flooding) and trying to minimize it (wood over water). I have tons of worries (bugs) that I am trying to free myself of because they have been stuck (frozen) and ignored. I’ve been tending to them for too long and must release them.

 

 

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Dream “Amnesia” Continues

The deep sleep and dream amnesia episodes continue. The incoming energy of the solar eclipse on the 26th must be really intense. Thankfully, I am not noticing much in the way of ascension symptoms other than an occasional headache, mental fogginess, some restless energy which I quickly ground out by working in my yard (it’s Spring in Texas!), and the deep sleep I mentioned above.

Since my dreams have been hard to recover I requested again last night that I remember some. It was granted but it took some work on my part. My typical method of dream recall is to go over the dream a few times in my mind when I wake up in the middle of the night. Sadly, what happened last night was that I would wake up, go over the dream in my mind and end up in another dream confusing the two and becoming completely disoriented.

Conclusion? I’m just too tired.

So where does that leave me? Well, I remember some dreams but not in totality. There are bits and pieces – specifics and details – that are missing. So what I have to report is not near like what is my norm. I will report the one dream I remember in full. The rest are just pieces.

Dream: Test Spiral

This was the first dream of the night that I tried hard to remember. I did pretty good despite falling asleep in the midst of reviewing the dream in my mind.

I was with my mother (wiser version of myself) in a school. She took me to a room and asked me to pick out an instrument. The room and everything was gold, even the lighting.

From a large, gold box I selected an instrument but it turned out to be technology, not a musical instrument. It was a handheld, black, rectangular box that slid open to reveal a screen with buttons/keyboard similar to a cell phone but too big and much thicker. On the screen appeared a test that I was to take. I read through each question in the dream, reading some over and over because I kept forgetting (ha!) what I read after I read it. My mind was just not working even in the dream. I got stuck on #1, a multiple choice question that was asking me, “Which of the following does not belong?” Each of the four sentences was a section in order of an event, just like a story. I marked the selection that made the most sense and went on to take the rest of the test. Several questions were open-ended, but I can’t remember them now.

When I got to the end I realized there were only 7 questions. That meant I couldn’t miss very many.

The good test-taker that I am, I went back and reviewed my answers, going back to the first question and reading it over and over again to make sure I got it right. The problem was that I could not find any part of the scenario that did not belong. The scenario was as follows:

A.Five friends are waiting for the bell to toll.
B. They wait patiently standing in line, each preparing for their missions.
C. When it is time they will go into the church together.
D. Until that time they will wait in line with their tools.

I remember questions A and C most vividly. The other two are just visual representations in my mind. But the questions don’t matter anyway. What matters is what happened when I focused on the question.

With focus on the question I would be transported to the scenario. I saw the five people standing outside along a sidewalk. They had with them either surf boards or kayaks which were behind them leaning against the windows of the building.

The preparation for the mission part took me into a spiral. It is hard to explain what it was like except to say that I was not moving with the spiral but in the middle of it watching it spiral around me. It was similar to the DNA “ladder” without the rungs and it was moving around me like a gyroscope. The spiral was made of energy that swirled and moved and was all colors. I lost a lot of my memory of what I experienced here which I think is purposeful. It was some kind of realignment I think.

The selection about the church was one I kept getting stuck on because I think “church” was what did not belong and I began to over analyze the question. It was ultimately the answer I selected.

The last selection brought about a return to watching the friends in line and focus on the surfboard/kayaks behind them. There was a feeling that they needed to “ride the waves” of the ocean.

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Dream: Restorative Lake

This dream began with me walking out of a vast, dark lake of cool water. I was curious about a building in front of me. It was dark except for a light in the window, a light that should not have been there. I went to peek into the window but saw nothing despite hearing voices. The women inside came out and I watched as many teachers appeared to gather for a briefing. I had been hiding in the shadows but was spotted because the candles these teachers held illuminated me. I said to one teacher, “Why are you all meeting at 4am? What is going on?” One woman, blonde and younger than me said they had been called to an important meeting. I did not belong there so went inside the building.

There was more but I lost it.

Random Dream Memories

There are random memories of dreams here, some I had days, maybe over a week ago. Why this happens, I don’t know. I will lose the dream and then while trying to recover a recent dream have one pop up from a long while ago.

Dream memories that pop up:

An entire dream of staying in a mansion with my group and wandering the halls looking for a bathroom and finding a casino instead. lol There is a pet pig and being in Spanish class from that same night.

Dream section of going to my computer and getting a message that asked me, “Do you want to delete old files?” I click, “Okay” and then discover that I deleted all the dreams I had been trying to remember. LOL All that remained of the files was an old song from the 1980’s that I can’t recall now. Probably deleted, too. 🙂

Dream section of being inside a theater watching an actor play his part. I was laying on the floor with two pillows over my head but had a headset inside my left ear where I could hear a female voice. However, I was trying not to hear her and focused on the man in front of me. He was bare chested and I was trying to figure out who he was, how old he was, etc. His face was handsome but rugged and he had a bushy go-T that was completely white. His brown eyes were beautiful. In fact, he was very attractive and I kept looking him up and down. lol I don’t remember if he had clothes on below the waist but I do recall looking at his legs and thighs along with his chest. He had dark hair all over him but not too much. The thing that was most confusing to me was that his mouth was very wrinkled and his facial features were aged way more than his body. He was smoking cigarettes and retrieved one from a bag on the floor. I remember him saying, “Okay, I’ve played my part. Time for me to go now.” He walked out of the room and a woman reached into the bag and took the rest of the cigarettes for herself. Not sure where the woman came from but in the end I do remember she was there with me.

There is also a brief memory of another spiral/energy session but most of it is completely lost to me now. It also had to do with a scenario-type situation similar to the test dream.

A memory where I was with my best friend from high school telling her about my dreams and how I needed to remember them.

 

 

 

 

 

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Dream: Burying my Father

I had such a long dream it took up most of the night into the morning at 4am. I would wake up and the dream would just take up where I left off. These kinds of dreams are rare, so I pay attention.

Dream: Burying my Father

The first part of the dream is mostly lost to me now but when I woke I was alarmed. What I do recall of the dream began with me outside of a building. I was pacing the parking lot and when I turned to go in, a man had just come out and locked the door behind him. I told him I was suppose to go in to wait on the arrival of my father’s body and he said he couldn’t let me in. So I wandered into a movie theater to wait out the night. I saw an old classmate sitting in the crowd, joined him briefly saying hello and then walked out the back of the theater. I saw another classmate who had lost of her father not long ago. She and I had been best friends once upon a time. I greeted her, told her my father had just died and that I was going to pick up his body to take home. I don’t recall her response.

Then I was inside the building I had been locked out of and talking to the man who worked there about the arrival of my father’s body. He was coming by plane and I was to accompany the body back home. He was asking me if I wanted to accompany the body, giving me paperwork to fill out and the specifics of the plane arrival and departure. I had to wait some time for the death certificate, though.

When the body arrived it was placed into my car. Strangely it was put in the front passenger seat of a small, red compact car that was mine but I did not recognize. The body was not in a coffin but laying across the front seat. The preparation of the body was strange and I can’t remember the specifics now but my “father” looked like a mummy except he was wrapped in black fabric covered in white specks that resembled stars. His head and arms were free and the rest was tightly bound in the fabric. The doors of the car had been left open so as to keep it cool and decrease the stench of death.

I saw the body and asked the man to put it in the back seat. I wanted to help move the body and he said, “You better not touch it.” Taking his advice, I watched as the man took the body and put it in the trunk.

The next thing I recall is being at my Mom’s house in the driveway. My father’s body was leaning up against the car and I took a good look at him. He was way too young, hair too dark and just didn’t look at all like my dad. His hands were outstretched in a creepy way, too.

Interpretation

When I woke from this dream I felt as if it was a bad omen. When I look at the symbolism, I can understand why I felt this way. Father is symbolic of authority and self-reliance. Mine is dead, so not a good sign. He is also wrapped up in bandages which suggests that I am feeling restricted when it comes to my own authority. I don’t feel in control. The fact that I am retrieving my dead father likely indicates that I am being asked to confront my situation. It is linked to family (my mom’s house) but I try to ignore it and not deal with it (placed in trunk). The thing that concerned me about the dream the most was that my dead “father” resembled very much a man I have seen in my dreams and OBEs.

After this dream I had a message that I almost forgot until now. I was told that I was working on the left side of my body and could feel the entire left side alive with energy. It was a distinct energy that left my right side feeling almost numb in comparison. The message alarmed me because at the time I thought the dream meant I was killing off my masculine side, which is not good since I am seeking balance. I understand now that I was incorrect in that assumption.

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Dream: After the Zombie Apocalypse

There were many, many other dreams after the one above, but this one is the most significant.

I became aware of driving on a highway in the wrong direction. Cars were parked in the right median in a haphazard fashion, leaving the left two lanes open and clear. No one else was driving on the road. Tall pine trees lined the feeder roads and it was eerily silent.

I proceeded with caution until I saw a white truck head toward the exit and then saw a few other cars in the distance. Somehow I knew that it was a good sign that there were others out and about. I took the exit, too, but since I was headed in the wrong direction it was awkward.

I got out of my car and began to walk the empty suburban streets. Someone called out to me from the highway and I got a feeling it was not a positive thing, but then knew I was protected. I kept walking until I got to a house. By then I was with a partner, a man, but I only recall his energy, not his appearance. We went inside and looked around. The family who had lived there was gone and we were talking about what had likely driven them from their home – zombies. But the threat had passed. The zombies eradicated except for only a few. There was relief and a feeling of hope. I remember looking out the window of the house and seeing a few people walking around and even saw a couple of children. It was a good sign that children were out and about.

My partner and I decided we would clean up the house and live there. Start anew. We investigated further into the home and saw that children were in a room with a man who seemed to be teaching them. They were behind a two-way mirror. My partner said there must be hidden rooms in the house and we should explore more. So we did. I found a small nurse’s office in the back complete with exam table and supplies. There was discussion about the women who had practiced there and whether she was qualified.

Eventually we determined she had been and we moved on. We found a hot tub inside a tiny room. In fact, the entire room was the tub – walls rising up from the edges of it. My partner and I went inside with another couple and soaked in the tub together. It was only then that I saw who I was with. He was familiar to me and I actually saw him in other dreams throughout the same night as this one. I have also seen him in dreams previous to this one. He appears young, perhaps late 20’s, early 30’s. He has dark blonde hair, a bit lighter than my natural color, and blue eyes.

Interpretation

When I woke from this dream I was upset at seeing the blonde man because I had seen him before and was thinking he was there for a reason, like he and I would meet in person in this life. Then I began to focus on the dream’s meaning and feeling to me. My past dreams about zombies have not been good. The zombies are always everywhere and threatening. This time there wasn’t even one to be seen and I had hope. I am being encouraged to heal (nurse’s office and hot tub).

Despite the positive message of this dream I woke up feeling defeated and discouraged.