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8 OBEs

Crazy busy night for me last night. The OBEs were this morning, but there was more beforehand. I will include that in another post.

I was super lucid for these OBEs. So lucid, in fact, that I was keeping track of each OBE as it happened, counting aloud at the beginning of each new experience. So funny! By the last OBE I had counted 8. I believe this is a record for me, but am not completely sure since I’ve never counted them like I did this time around.

I woke at 4am wide awake. This has been the norm for me for about a week now. Seems that the approaching full moon affects me well in advance of its arrival. Since I was struggling to return to sleep, I requested assistance saying, “Please help me sleep.” It wasn’t long after that I drifted off. Love my guides!

OBEs 1-4: Guide-Led OBEs

Rather than go through each experience in detail (yes I remember them!), I will break the experiences up based upon the type of experience. What sets them apart is the presence of a guide. For the first four OBEs I was accompanied by a male guide, who I have seen in my projections before. He has dark hair (black I think) and a full beard.

The first two projections were low vibration, etheric projections. At one point, disappointed that I was not able to see well and finding myself coming back to my body prematurely, I said to my guide, “Come on! I want to project! Pleeeeease! I haven’t gotten to do it in soooooo long.” lol There is memory here of actually working on my energy body with the assistance of my guide.

I was in a very good mood despite this, chatting away with my guide like I have known him forever (which I likely have). I could not always see him and though I didn’t hear him audibly, I telepathically received his replies. When he first appeared to me I was extremely happy and excited to see him. I went up and immediately gave him a big bear hug and then stood back and said, “You’re shorter than me!” lol

Still, the next time I exited my body I was at my mom’s and it was dark, but it was not an etheric projection. It was just dark outside. My mom came outside and we interacted. I took her by the hand and tried to show her how to fly but she resisted so I flew up without her.

I kept being pulled back so eventually I just gave up resisting and let myself be pulled wherever. I ended up floating in deep, dark water. I remember thinking, “Why do I keep ending up in water!?” I was chatting with my guide this whole time but there was self-talk going on, too, which I ignored. Mostly I was worried there was a sea monster below the water that would pull me under. lol I finally said, “I want to fly up there!” The water released me instantly and I was off, above the tree tops and looking at the full moon. Yet I saw three of them, one in front of me and two on either side. They were not very bright. I said, “Hey, there are three moons!” Then something pulled me 180 degrees and I was staring at a three very bright full moons. That’s when I knew there were four total, one in each direction.

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OBEs 5-8

After floating in the air, my guide disappeared and was no longer visible or interacting with me like in the prevoius OBEs.

After coming back to my body briefly, I ended up in my mom’s front yard again but it was daytime. She was still with me at this point and pointed to a white, Volkswagen van parked in the yard. She said to me, “You left it running.” I remember thinking it was “idling”. I went into the driver’s seat to turn it off, but never did because I found the keys and they were not in the ignition.

Then I was introduced to an entirely new scene. Between projections I would briefly come back to my body and then leave again. Each time things would go black, like a screen was placed in front of my eyes. Then I would regain sight and be somewhere else or experiencing something new. 

This time I was part of a family group and my husband, a man I did not recognize, was gathering the children to get into the car, a minivan much bigger than the one I currently own. I was with my daughter, who did not look like my real life daughter. I had told her it was okay to not come with us, she could stay home with her brother. My husband told me I couldn’t leave her behind. Several scenarios occurred after that of the same scene repeating but with different outcomes. Finally, I said to him, “What does it matter?” I remember here that I was shown a chart in my mind that glowed gold. It was of vertical timelines. They were lined up right up next to each other. Each one showing what family members participated in this event. I was told very matter-of-factly, “The entire family needs to go. They need to stay together.” There was with this a feeling that we continue to repeat these scenarios until we reach the one we want. The message was that the goal here was to make sure everyone went on this trip. I remember looking at this man who was suppose to be my husband and thinking, “Who are you??” He was a dumpy man, a bit taller than me, balding and someone I did not recognize. I am thinking now that this was an enactment to help me “see” multiple timelines.

Black screen, back to body and then off again. This time I was inside an unfamiliar house with another family in which I was the mother/wife. There were scenarios again, each time a bit different. There were several children and I remember at one point wanting to escape the house because I had been there for what seemed like an eternity. I looked for an exit or another room  to explore but couldn’t find one. I ended up climbing up to a loft and when I did, my husband, a dark haired, cheerful man, came in with a package. He announced that he had brought a present for the youngest. This peaked my interested and so I went down to see what he brought in. There was a large, disassembled Christmas tree with lights on the floor along with a wrapped present. I touched the tree. It was velvety soft. I noticed it was fully decorated despite being in pieces.

Black screen again. Same family but obviously years later. My daughter, who was “special” (as in mentally retarded), was staying in a house with a caregiver. She was quite a bit older and looking at a fish aquarium. Someone was cleaning under it and I said, “You don’t need to clean that.”

I was fascinated with the house. It was very cluttered, with small rooms and foreign-looking trinkets on shelves. I went to the door and it was lined with elaborately carved wood trim. It was very beautiful. I went outside to see where I was. It was a bright day and there in front of me was an expanse of rooftops that extended down a hill. They were reminiscent of Greece or some European city. I exclaimed, “Oh my! It’s beautiful!”

I walked outside and saw an older man. His face was very wrinkled and he was sitting on the street like a beggar. I said, “Excuse me. Where am I?” He spoke in another language and it came out to me all garbled. I said, “Where?” He said, “Zeus.” I said, “Seuss?” He repeated, “Zeus” but then added, “But it use to be called Isis.” I was confused but accepted his answer.

I walked over to tall, black rock outcropping. It was volcanic glass. There was a person dressed in black robes sitting on top. I climbed up and asked, “Where are we?” The person had a shaved head and wore what looked like dark makeup under their eyes. When they spoke, I realized it was a woman. I asked her, “Do you speak English?” She said, “Yes dear, how can I help you?” I asked, “What is the name of this city?” The woman said something about me, like she was giving me a reading. She was talking about options coming to me soon. I interrupted and told her, “I’m not interested in that.” Then all she would say to me was, “Heart, beautiful heart, follow your heart, it’s all in your heart.” I walked away thinking she was nuts. lol The last thing I heard her say is, “I love your beautiful heart.”

I turned around to leave and ran into my “daughter”. She had a completely blank stare and looked straight through me. I got a good look at her. She was older than me, white hair to her shoulders and a bit pudgy.

Considerations

I woke up without feeling strong energy sensations. It was a very gentle re-entry. I was laying on my back with a pillow over my eyes and my arms extended over my head. lol This, however, is a position I find myself in quite a bit when I enter into the in-between or go OOB except for the arms over my head. I don’t usually do that.

All of these OBEs were lessons and messages. It is quite obvious to me that my guidance wanted to confirm some things and to share some information with me. I was especially interested in hearing the names, “Zeus” and “Isis.” The four full moons was also at the forefront of my mind. I believe they represent the Divine Feminine and Masculine but am not completely sure. The moons seem to indicate a cycle.

The messages I got within the OBEs seem to indicate a few things to me. First, the mention that the “family” needs to stay together feels like a message about my spiritual family. I have been told that we often wait for all members before moving forward. The message I received from the seer is also interesting. She wanted me to use my heart to make a decision that was coming up. This morning I was confronted by my husband who actually requested I make a decision when I got to TN. Kinda creepy considering the very recent warning! ahhh!

I still have a lot to mull over from this busy morning.

 

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Dream and Kundalini

Not even 8 hours into my cleanse in preparation for the full moon and I am already having experiences suggestive of what is to come.

Dream: Water Bubble

I woke up at 4am crying. I wasn’t sobbing but it was enough to get my pillow wet. In the dream I had been flying over a mountain looking down. The people had created new banks for the river and it was snaking around the mountain. I recall asking what would happen when it flooded and was told it would be diverted without causing overflow. The river was beautiful and clear.

Then I was at the river and going into it. I watched as a speed boat jumped the small channel that separated the river and the lake it was going into. There was white sand and the water was sparkling and clear. I followed, walking through the shallow water.

Above me was a ride of some sort. People were getting into these bubbles that were completely filled with water. As the water filled up and covered their noses and mouths, a tube would be inserted into their mouth. It was like a respirator. Then off they would go, their little bubble attached to a metal track above, just like a roller coaster. I watched a young girl get in and I tried to talk to her but she motioned that she could not talk. There was upset here. She was frightened and I was trying to help her not be afraid. I felt her emotions and the feeling of the tube in my throat and the inability to speak despite wanting to.

Then I saw someone I knew. She was in a sour mood and I made a joke to try to make her smile. She got very upset with me, though, and another girl came in to intervene, explaining that I loved her and was only trying to help. For some reason, though, the rejection by this girl was very upsetting to me. I felt powerless to change the situation and make her feel better. I felt guilty for saying anything to her in the first place and making her feel bad. The guilt was overpowering. This is when I woke up in tears.

When I woke I knew the dream was about healing, specifically my throat chakra. I could feel my heart in my throat. The emotion was so intense that it felt stuck in my throat. It was a familiar feeling. Every time I get really upset and cry I have the same feeling in my throat.

I could not go back to sleep and lay there for some time with energy in my heart, crown and throat. I was made aware of things in my life which make me feel like the dream did. At one point I felt I needed to lay on my stomach and returned to sleep.

Lucid to OBE: Kundalini 

I entered into a room I had selected out of many. I felt very tired and so laid down on a mat on the floor, stomach down. As I lay there my lucidity began to increase and I became aware of multiple dreams occurring simultaneously.

In one I was talking to someone about my mom’s gray cat. Back in July I had a dream about him. He was injured badly and walking around with skin peeled off his back and hind legs, blood everywhere. I told my mom about it and about a month later she accidentally ran over the cat. In the dream I was talking about how the cat would come visit me to tell me things. This particular message was that my younger sister and my mom had a misunderstanding about something. At the same time I was sitting next to that sister at three computer monitors. Somehow I had logged onto all three and could not log off. It turned out I was controlling all three from one central area.

There was superimposed over this another scene. I was in the jungle somewhere with a group of people. We heard a strangled sort of hoarse crying out. I felt to avoid it and walked away to safety. Then I realized what the sound was. It was a tiger and I knew that had I gone to investigate it would have surely eaten me.

While witnessing these “dreams”, I heard chanting. It was very calm and very relaxing. I liked it. It was familiar somehow. The sound made my entire body warm and vibrate. That’s when my root chakra began to swirl and intensify. My entire lower back was a swirling mass of warm energy. The energy sparked energy in my heart and I could feel the chakras sync up, almost like they were communicating. It was a wonderful feeling, not at all sexual, but very calming and soothing.

Then I heard what sounded like someone going through a bag. I could feel them touch the right side of my head and my right arm. It was feather light and made me curious. The sound was so audible that I recognized instantly that I was OOB.

At the same time I could feel hands on my lower back. The energy was swirling with such intensity by this time that my awareness peaked. I felt guided to calm down. To “allow”, though I did not hear any words. I could feel a guide nearby and assumed he was the one “touching” me.

Eventually, the chakra sensations brought on full lucidity and I could not just lay there without seeing who it was that was above me on my right. I lifted myself up to have a look, but no one was there. The energetic sensations in my root was so strong by this time that there was no “allowing” on my part, though I did focus on my third-eye to avoid putting too much focus on my root.

Then I heard, “That is enough for now” and I came back to my body fully.

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Fast and Full Moon Ceremony

Tonight I am starting an Ayurvedic three day cleanse in preparation for Friday’s full moon and eclipse. This was suggested to me by my guidance.

My start time is tonight at 9pm CST. My end time will be September 16 at 9pm CST.

According to my friend herongrace, “This is an extra powerful full moon as it is a lunar eclipse in Pisces right next to Chiron the Shaman/Healer.”

If you are curious about the three day cleanse I will be doing, it is something like this.

I hope you all can join me! If not with a fast or cleanse of your own, then with a full moon ceremony on the 16th.

Namaste,
Dayna

Dayna's avatarA Walk-In Life

For some time now, I’ve had moments of extreme anger and outrage. Various things trigger this and last night I had a “moment”. lol As I fumed for a bit, a small voice began to infiltrate my thoughts, reminding me of my “mission” and the subtle and sometimes not-so-subtle hints I have been given along the way. I was asked, “What do you want?” and I replied, “I want to die.” The little voice didn’t say anything but I had a feeling similar to sirens going off. That request – to die – is my hint that something’s not quite right. It became super clear then that I had fallen back on old ways, let the Ego take control and throw her tantrums, push her desires in the front of purpose. There was a wave of energy that came over me and I was like, ‘Oh, yeah, that.” 

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Hundreds of Butterflies

The 9.9.9 portal energies are kicking in with extreme ferocity. I was hit with major heart chakra energy mid-afternoon along with a major outpouring and realizations that hit me all at once. I happened to be driving to the gym at the time. Why do these things happen to me while I am driving? Probably because it is one of the only times I am alone.

I made it to the gym and struggled through as intense a workout as I could muster. Despite squats, lunges, presses, etc at the heaviest I could bear, my heart continued to blast and my eyes continued to water. Usually extreme physical fatigue shifts me out of my heart for a brief reprieve, but it wasn’t happening yesterday.

On my way home I was back to struggling when I began to notice hundreds of tiny, orange and yellow butterflies flying across the road. At first I thought, “No way those are butterflies!” but then at a stop light I saw them up close and personal. They were no more than an inch long and fluttering about in groups. It looked like they had just emerged from their cocoons in mass. They were spectacular!

I thought, “This is a sign. I need to pay attention.” And I did, but it was not enough to make me feel better. I know butterfly = transformation. I am about DONE with transforming now. How about you? lol

As I drove the final few miles home I was met by more and more of these tiny, beautiful creatures. I even began to worry I would hit them and tried to slow down to give them safe passage across the road. Unfortunately, there were casualties. There were just too many of them. Hundreds!

I had forgotten all about the butterfly message this morning when I went outside to ground and settle the crazy energy I am feeling. I went over to the side of the yard and there in front of me were two of the same tiny butterflies I encountered yesterday. Just two of them and they were circling and dancing around each other right in front of me. They were unafraid and came within a few inches of me doing their dance. Spectacular.

What is interesting is that right before going outside I was reminded by my guidance to “pay attention to the signs we send you.” Gotcha.

I believe the species of butterfly I am seeing is called the Painted Lady.

Rather than go into detail about the message of the butterfly, I will link my favorite go-to site for symbolism – What’s Your Sign.

 

 

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9.9.9

So did you feel the Shift yesterday? For me it was immediate and began the day before. It was like a slow, steady rise in vibration/energy. I had an excited, “This is It!” feeling rise up from my heart chakra and just pour out of me. I was smiling for no reason. I was feeling positive. Hopeful. This is in total and complete contrast to the misery I had been feeling 36-48 hours before. It was as if a huge, black lump of something-or-rather was plucked out of the very center of me and thrown away. Huge relief. HUGE.

I still feel it today, but I have to work at it. I don’t have to work too hard at least. My guidance has been very reassuring and positive. I am receiving guidance almost constantly, too. The message: REST. So that is what I’ve been doing despite having the crazy, excited feeling in my chest all day that says, “DO. DO. DO!” Nope. Not doing anything over here.

Another message I am getting is: TRUST. Yeah, that one again. I am use to it, but I forget to do it so frequently that I bet my Team is laughing their a$$es off right now. I must seem so dense. Dumb blonde jokes are popping up in my mind right now. lol

How do you drown a blonde? Put a scratch-n-sniff sticker at the bottom of the pool. LOL

Anyway, the 9.9.9 portal opened yesterday. Jupiter (my planet lol) moved into Libra. An astrologer friend of mine, Eric Starwalker, who I met in Mt. Shasta, put it perfectly when he described what this means for us. He starts talking about the shift of Jupiter into Libra at about 12:56. Listen through around the 18 minute mark.

What stood out to me is the discussion about the planet Venus who rules Libra. I had a message in the in-between not long ago about Venus. I was told something like, Venus is in my chart three times. I don’t think it literally means Venus is in my chart three times. I think the message was equating Venus to a significant relationship with another person. This makes much more sense to me .

Some other interesting points/statements that stand out to me:

  • He refers to Libra as “dancing with your mirror Self”.
  • A journey to greater Unity is beginning.
  • Sharing yourself with one other person.
  • Dance toward Unity.
  • “We are expanding our own consciousness toward a greater universal truth that connects us all.”

Significant dates in September: 9/9, 9/18, 9/26-27. Each of the dates prepares you for the next, building toward the final date of 9/27.

This video was posted at the end of August. I watched it back then. For some reason I was drawn to watch it again.

Endings. Beginnings. Cycles of death and rebirth.

 

 

 

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Vivid Dreams

The last couple of nights have been full of dreams. Just last night I had so many I lost count. This post is for documenting some of these dreams for future reference.

Painting

In one dream I was painting a picture of a person. I was filling in a drawing with a skin-like color for the person. I mixed the colors and made the skin darker than my own. I don’t know who I was painting but he/she was definitely tan compared to me. I was receiving instruction on painting and sitting at a round, white table. I remember getting up to toss out my paint water and I tossed it in a sink and the water splattered a bit. A woman advised me to ask permission first. She didn’t see the mess I had made and I felt bad that I had not asked before tossing my water. I went back to my table to paint and put my brush into the water to rinse it. The water turned a vivid yellow when it had been a murky brownish color. I remember thinking that it wouldn’t matter on the painting but then I saw the yellow and thought I had made a mistake.

Shower

I was in a stall that resembled a bathroom stall but it was very obviously a shower stall. My mother-in-law was in the adjacent stall and when I got into the shower she offered me a pretzel. After my shower, I took a pretzel shaped like a handgun from her.

Mammogram

I was in a very modern-like home – all white and clean. My sister was there and she was talking about getting a mammogram. My mom was in this conversation, too. My mom said she had found a lump in her breast and told the doctor who had not seen it. Turned out the lump was benign but the doctor made her go through all kinds up upset to find out the results. The advice was to trust my intuition and to not allow fear to rule my decisions/thoughts. My mom said had she not been afraid of what might have been she would have made the decision to not over analyze the mammogram screen and would never have told the doctor to begin with, saving herself lots of misery.

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Party

At the same house I sat down at a computer my sister had on her lap. It resembled a computer device for a child with bright colors and a bumper around the edge. The name of the user was an “Abd” word. In my mind I was thinking abacus, like for math. I remember thinking that it was a strange name and laughing about it. Now I wonder if it said, Abdicate.

There was a fuss over me in this dream, like there was a celebration or meeting or party specifically for me. I remember seeing people outside the window and knowing I was the reason they had come. I was standing in the room with a mother figure and looked up. I saw a white ceiling fan and where the light should have been was a large bird’s nest. A very tiny, black bird was flying around. It was so cute and I watched it as it seemed to practice flying. I then saw two other tiny birds and then the mother, who was a large, black bird with shiny feathers. I watched them, fascinated and pointed them out to the woman I was with. Then I saw the nest catch fire from underneath. Flames were licking the bottom of the fan and the birds were flying around oblivious to the fire. I thought about how the fire was why they were evacuating the nest. They had to learn to fly or they would be consumed.

I went outside to the party. I remember seeing white tables with people and a wooden porch that was elevated a bit off the ground. I walked up the steps and a group of people saw me and were waving, smiling and heckling me. This was when I realized I was inside a very large costume of some sort. It felt like I had a bubble around me and I could feel the over-sized hands of the suit. One man had laughed at me and I tried to flip him off but the fingers of the suit were so large that I had trouble controlling them. I was able to do it though and everyone, even me, got a good laugh out of it. I remember seeing my ex-father-in-law lounging in the corner with a beer. There was discussion about how well he had done for himself in his life (career-wise). Specifically about how he had managed to make a good living without ever having gone to college. There were several others who had done the same thing. There was mention of how it was time to rest for a job well done.

I remember mentioning the tiny black birds and describing them as baby chickens but with the wings of a bird and all black. Cute like that. I was fascinated still with the birds. They were seemingly immature yet able to fly perfectly. I referred to them as “swallows”.

Short Shopping

I was in a store shopping for shorts. I stood at a rack with some other women looking for my size in a pair of fairly short blue jean shorts. I saw most of the rack were size 5 but I kept looking for size 6. I selected a pair but then saw another I liked and went to it. This pair was a longer, meant for hiking or some kind of outdoor sport because it was that breathable, loose material. I selected a size 6 right away but never put them on.

Symbolism

  • Painting – I need to express my creative side more.
  • Yellow – Fear or inability to make a decision.
  • Shower – purification, renewal, cleansing.
  • Pretzel – preoccupation with a particular issue and indecision on how to handle it. The fact that it is shaped like a gun suggests that I feel my indecision is harmful to me.
  • Mammogram – doubting my own feminine power. Good advice is given here – trust my intuition.
  • Computer – information.
  • Abdicate – Still not sure on the “abd” word. If it is abdicate it means “surrender” or “let go”.
  • Swallow – purity, renewal, never-ending joy and fresh beginnings.
  • Fan – Refers to changes in life, suggestive of calming down after an emotional outpouring.
  • Fire/burning nest – there is a situation that can no longer be avoided.
  • Costume – not being completely honest with myself. Projecting an image to others that is not true of Self.
  • Shorts – ready to reveal more about myself and be more open.
  • Number 6 – relates to problem solving and the need for stability in all areas of life.
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Down for the Count

Tomorrow I start back to work (yeah I got a job) so you all will not see as much of me. Since I have also been awfully irritable and grumpy for the past couple of days, I hope I can stand being at work all day. I want to be a hermit but can’t. There is nothing more nasty than a hermit that can’t hide or retreat. Trust me. Training starts at 7am and with a 20 minute commute there, it will be a very early morning for me. God help the other employees who have to sit next to me all day in training. LOL Coffee will be my friend.

I am blaming the atrociously intense energies for my moodiness and increase in hermit tendencies. There has been a geomagnetic storm raging for 4 days staight. Yep – FOUR DAYS! All I can say is WTF sun? Can you please let up a bit so I can be somewhat normal for my first day of work tomorrow? Pretty please? Some are saying this is major DNA upgrade time. All I can say is if this is an upgrade it feels like I got gypped. Either that or I accidentally got a downgrade to 1988. lol

On top of all the raging geomagnetic storms, I am dealing with the return of my husband and his ever-high energy (can you say Gemini overload?). After a whole month of just my three children’s energies to contend with (love my babies) now I have to readjust. Again. Let me remind you, my husband is very social. So, with me in hermit mode we are like night and day. Opposite extremes is an understatement. However, I cautiously ventured to a neighbor’s party last night just to be socially correct and because my husband requested my attendance. I stayed an hour. Within that time I got a headache and began to feel nauseous. Once I got home both of those symptoms vanished. Did I tell him this? No. I hid away from everyone until bedtime. I needed to retreat. Big time.

September is kicking my butt, ya’ll. Yep. I’m down for the count. Well at least until I have to get up and go to work (BAD timing!). Wish me luck. Maybe, just maybe I will survive and come home with a smile instead of a headache.

 

 

 

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Opening Pandora’s Box

Be careful what you ask for.

I once told my guidance, “I want to Know it all.”

The above painting was painted this morning from an image in my mind. The image in my mind was only of the smokey clouds, not the box. That box came later with understanding.

Once you open the box, it can’t be closed. There is no going back. You can beg. You can plead. You can pray. You can bargain.

Nope. You asked for it.

Yeah, I did.

 

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Intensive Healing and Monad Message

So last night was once again a vivid dream night, though no lucid dreams. There were several significant dreams and messages.

Intensive Healing Session

In this dream I had selected a woman to give me healing. She offered it free of charge. I was in a bedroom that reminded me of a hotel. There was low light, a bed, and a bathroom. The woman came in and told me that I needed healing in certain areas. I don’t recall all of them, but I do remember the pelvic region was heavily focused on by the healer. What was odd is that we were both completely naked. There was nothing sexual here, though. I recall watching her and thinking she was beautiful despite her body being slightly flawed (based on American standards of female beauty that is). I do remember her having dark hair and I believe her name was Linda. I believe she is a guide I’ve spent time with in the past.

At one point, we faced each other. We both opened up our legs completely forming a V, then touching our toes together which formed a diamond shape. When this happened, I don’t recall the healing itself as I was transported to a large, dark pool or lake. I could see through the water, though, so the water was clear. I was just swimming in it in the dark I guess. I was under the water at first and panicked, struggling for air. I did not realize I was asleep (non-lucid dream). I could see the surface of the water about a 2 feet over my head but I couldn’t get to it. I remember feeling like my lungs would burst. At some point, though, when they didn’t burst, I must have recognized the pointlessness of my struggle because I looked down below me. Hundreds of feet below me were several people waiting in the depths. They were looking up at me and encouraging. I stopped thinking about getting out of the water. Instead, I decided I needed to go to these people. I swam down to meet them and the scene goes dark.

Then I was laying flat on my back on the bed. The woman healer was over me and explained that I needed to take it easy for some time. I needed to make sure I didn’t overdo it. I got up immediately and began talking about things I needed to do. She gave me this look like, “See, you will overdo it.” I couldn’t just lay there! She explained that all my layers had been realigned and that I needed to wait until they were “set”. It was as if they were still in process of alignment. I saw the layers in front of me like a visual being presented to me. It looked like my aura but it was like a rainbow of blues – indigo, violet, blue, navy, etc. The woman again stressed the importance of rest.

Messages

When I woke up this morning there was remnants of several other dreams, but there is no reason to go into detail on them. I was feeling very hopeless and apathetic again. It is the impatience I have. Things aren’t moving fast enough. It is like I’m in slow motion and life, this drudgery, jut keeps going and going with no end in sight.

I was told at some point (can’t remember when, it all blurs into one memory) about my Soul Family. The word monad kept being brought up. The word moab came up alongside the concept of monads. Anyway, there was a knowing that 12 composed the monad and that these 12 were somehow coalescing now, into One. There was confusion here because it appeared that my 12 guides were also the 12 members of my monad.  Yet with this it also felt as if these 12 were all in physical bodies at this time (but perhaps linear times needs to be thrown out here?). I didn’t quite understand it but in my dreams I was trying to make sense of it because I was explaining it to a woman alongside the I-Ching. When I woke up this message was reiterated.

There was memory of the number 5 appearing and reappearing in my dreams. This number is about healing and well-being.

In another dream there were two individuals with over sized ears. The ears were as large as a hand. The two individuals were mother and daughter. The daughter had just auditioned for the Voice and won a place on the show. My interpretation is that I need to listen, or be acutely aware of something being said to me by my guidance. The Voice may represent my own voice and expression.

I had many flashes of messages as I was in the in-between, also. I saw very clearly my physical counterpart’s name but the first letter was very large. I also saw an entire passage about Walk-In’s, though I was unable to read it. The word “Walk-In” was prominent, though. Both of these came one after the other and were placed as if a billboard in my mind. I heard very audibly my name, but it was like a calm whisper. It was a reminder be patient and Trust.

In my curiosity and need to understand the message about my monad, I came across this article. Though I am not yet finished reading it, I already find it highly resonate of what I have been previously told by my Team.

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Challenging Times Ahead

The whole house slept in longer this morning. I guess the energies are to blame. Even I slept through until 6 when I normally wake up around 5am. There is a geomagnetic storm currently raging.

I woke up crying again. This was a sad, mourning kind of crying but it was not related to anyone’s death. It was more like I felt sad for myself and this life. Like I was mourning the loss of me. My immediate thought was that I am going through a death process. Once again shedding a part of myself that needs to be let go of.

Dream: Total Withdrawal

The dream which initiated the crying was an odd one. I witnessed two individuals discussing my fate. One said to the other, “I think it is time she moves out.” In the dream, I perceived the conversation to be going on between members of my family, so my mom and my cousin. .

I did not argue with the decision and moved where I was told. I was taken to a mobile home situated outside my grandparent’s home. I remember being introduced to another tenant, a man who shifted into a woman after our meeting. There was a brief interaction where the Spanish word, “nombre” was brought up. Why we were speaking in Spanish I don’t know but the man/woman corrected me and assumed I only spoke Spanish. I let it be and left.

On my way to my new home, which was a silver, older model mobile home like one would find in a mobile home park, I thought about how “off” the energy of this place felt to me. It was unnerving and I just wanted to retreat and hide in my new home. I remember seeing there were two other mobile homes identical to mine. There was also a large house where my grandparent’s garage use to be.

I went into my new home and heard a noise like the wind. I noticed the windows above the bed were open. I closed and locked them. There was this music being played that was quite loud. It was like someone had left the radio on. I realized it was coming from the big house. It was like someone had it on a loud speaker and was projecting it.

I went outside and looked at the house because the noise was keeping me from sleeping. I saw a man being ushered into one of the other mobile homes. He was a short, slightly fat man. The mobile home he was going into was like mine. I remember thinking that it was far below my standards and very out of date, likely needing a lot of upkeep.

I had this apathetic feeling wash over me. Everything about this scene was wrong. The energy from the people, the place I was being forced to live, the radio noise, the strangeness of the scene. I decided right then and there I was not going to pay my rent. I remember thinking, “What will they do to me? Kick me out?” I decided to pay my utility bills and just retreat into my home and not come out until I was forced to. I didn’t want to get a job and be in this rat race anymore. What was the point?

When I woke up I was crying but not a lot. I just felt so sad and hopeless about this place I find myself in. I immediately saw the mobile home as this place (Earth). I said to my Companion, “This place is a prison.” He agreed and reminded me that I was here to get out of it. He then reminded me to think positive, to focus on those things which I wanted and to try and stay in my heart. He told me, “These are challenging times.”

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Dream: Holiday

I fell into another dream. In this one I was in a kitchen. It was very small, like the inside of an RV. There was a woman standing in front of the stove. She was cooking eggs. I recognized her as my cousin (not the same one from the previous dream). She said hi and went on with her cooking. The feeling here was that I was not going to get treated like a guest but more like a roommate. I joined her and picked up a pan to make eggs for myself. There was a cracked egg already in the pan but it had something in it, like debris or dirt. I commented on it and she suggested I just pick out the pieces, which I did.

My cousin told me she would be going on vacation soon. She said she was going to a week long spa retreat. I envied her. This conversation was going on while I was taking a shower. I remember wishing I could go with her. I thought about how well off my cousin was. They make over $200k a year and this gave her the freedom to do whatever she wanted whenever. I so wished that I could just go somewhere and be pampered for a full week, to leave behind my worries and responsibilities.

When I woke up from this dream I was again convinced that I wanted no part in this anymore. It is not that I don’t want to live but I no longer want to play the game that society has presented me with. There came with this a strong desire to drop all my possessions and just withdraw completely. There is also a feeling that I am not with the people or in the place I should be. That I should be moving about, like a gypsie. And finally a feeling that I should be with my spiritual family/soul group, specifically my counterpart.