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Velantium

I awoke around midnight from another dream experience that has me a bit shaken.

Dream: John 3:16

I was alone in a dark room. Prior to this there had been a brief episode of sliding down tubes similar to being on a water slide. I stood in the center of the this room and a light was shining down on me from above. I could not see the source of the light. The room was made of rough, dark stone and reminded me of a dungeon.

Scripture was being read aloud. I was reciting it. The specific scripture that I kept repeating was John 3:16:  

“For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.”

I was reciting other parts of this chapter of John, too, but I don’t remember it.

Eventually I was screaming this up at the light, hoping someone would hear me. I could hear others reciting the scriptures with me but I couldn’t see them. I remember being both the person standing there and the Observer of the scene. As the Observer I saw that the me standing there was draped in chains.

As I became more and more lucid, the scripture became more prominent and the scene less so. I focused on the 3:16 and somehow felt it corresponded to the month of March – March, 16 (2016).

Message: Velantium

I awoke from this dream with a start and feeling as if I had just been drowning. There was a panic I felt but it was not overwhelming. I was also very confused and disoriented so it took me a few seconds to get my bearings.

There was a group nearby in the shadows. I recognized them but because I was in such a frantic state still, their energy scared me and caused me to doubt their intentions. One Being stepped forward, just a silhouette. He had on his head a pointy headdress, which he took off and placed on the ground as he knelt in front of me. I recognized the headdress. I had seen it in a recent OBE on the lady/angel who had been standing over me. What was it? Was it a crown? Was it a helmet of some sort? Why was it pointy? And then I noticed all the others with who accompanied this Being who was kneeling down wore similar headdresses.

There came with this scene before me a feeling of not wanting to experience this, whatever it was. There was also a fear of what it meant and a knowing that it was not going to just “go away”. In realizing this there was an ever more fierce desire to escape the inescapable.

The group before me, whatever their origins, whoever they were, began to transmit messages. I was unable to do anything about receiving them. If I tried to remain awake, I was pulled into the in-between where visions and messages seemed to flood my mind.

I received this message:

17,900 years of waiting.

A great flood (vision of a room being flooded and feeling of connection to Altantis).

An army of mystics returns.

Velantium.

Eventually I returned to sleep. When I awoke later I felt calmer but the dream experience was still vivid in my mind. There still is a feeling that this, whatever it is, will not stop. It makes me feel a bit crazy on the one hand but on the other I feel totally sane, maybe more sane than ever.

I felt very much connected to the vision that came with the above message. I recognized it somehow. There was a conversation somewhere in the night with my guides reminding me that I could not ignore “the call”. The feeling is so intense that I want only to withdraw completely from this spiritual path and immerse myself in mundane things just to feel normal again.

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Dreams from Last Night

Dreams from last night. Probably why I woke up in a bad mood. lol

Dream: Keys to Any Car

I was in a mall-type environment at a gathering of teachers. While waiting I browsed a shop and dilly dallied around a while trying to decide whether I wanted to buy anything there or not. There were candles and other novelty items. I remember looking at a pillow for my daughter with a unicorn on it. It was $12 and I thought that too much.

I left the store to find some food but the food court there was made up of fast food type places, all of which I wanted nothing to do with. I wandered here and there, stepping over a bunch of sleeping people laid out on the floor. What was odd here is the floor was bright white and all the people were laying under white blankets.

I finally went through some doors that led to the parking lot. Suddenly I was not alone. There was a man with me who I never saw directly. We seemed to share thoughts. I remember thinking, ” I forgot where I parked my car.” I held my key fob in my hand and pressed it, hoping it would make my car beep and flash its lights. It did make a car’s lights flash and I heard a strange beeping that seemed similar to Morse Code. I went up to the car but since it wasn’t mine (it was a Datsun), I stepped back. My friend said, “Looks like your keys fit this car.” I said, “But it’s not mine.” He said, “It could be yours.” Then he held out his hand and there were two more key fobs. One was black, the other silver and much smaller. I looked at it and remember thinking, “All of these cars are mine.”  This is when I realized the entire parking lot was dusted in snow.

I went back inside and all the food shops were closing up. I was really hungry by this time and wished I had just gotten some of the Asian food there. I saw the Asian shop closing up and asked a young Asian lady why she was closing. She said, “It’s 1pm. Closing time.”

imagesInterpretation

Mall = choices and decisions in one’s life.

Pillow = comfort, relaxation and taking it easy on one’s self. Looks like I don’t want to take it easy on myself.

12 = message from one’s guides to not be hindered by old habits that need to be changed. Try to look at new experiences in a positive way.

Unicorn = idealism, hope and/or insight into a situation. It can also represent one-sided views.

White = purity, new beginnings, awakening, or a blank slate.

Sleeping people = aspects of my subconscious that I am not alert to. I see it as me not wanting to be alert to them because I avoid them.

Keys = opportunity.

Lost Car = dissatisfaction with some aspect of life. It means I don’t know what I want to do or where I want to go. This is my life story. lol

Snow = inhibitions. Something is holding me back.

Food = nourishment of one’s body, mind, soul, emotions, etc. I was wishing I had not delayed so long in choosing the food I wanted to eat.

Dream: Adopted Girl

I was presented with a tiny, Australian Shepherd puppy, a tri-colored one. I cradled it in my arms and saw it quite clearly. So cute! Someone was taking newborn photos of it and as soon as I recognized this, the puppy turned into a newborn baby girl. There was discussion as to whether I wanted to keep it. At first I wanted to. She was so cute. But then I worried about her being adopted. Who was her mother? What would she look like? What would she be like? Yet I kept snuggling her close. I instantly loved her.

Then it was like some time passed and I was inside this room with so many people that it almost seemed crowded. We were all sitting on couches with giant pillows. The main color was green but I also saw some in blue. I was discussing my baby with someone and ended up on a walkway in my mind during this discussion. I was with children who were running and playing. I ran after them and came upon a small, shrub-like tree laden with tiny, green, round fruit. I said, “Wow! There are 50 fruits on this tree!” The man with me said, “Yes, it’s an old avocado tree.” I said, “I love avocado!” He said, “Look on the ground. There may be some ripe ones still.” I looked and found several large avocados but they were all over ripe and no good for eating. The man said, “The tree is very old and nearing the end of its life.”

Then I was back in the room with all the people but I was sitting right in the middle of the avocado tree. I reached down and felt the over ripe avocados below me. Then, I saw very clearly a young woman with very white blonde hair. I knew instantly she was my daughter, the one who had just been a baby. I saw another blonde girl on the other side of the room. She was a bit younger and I knew she was the girl’s sister. What was odd is that everyone in the room had dark hair except these two girls (an myself I assume). The girl who was my daughter had earned the reputation of being very sexually promiscuous, unfortunately. I was not unhappy about it but remember seeing her flaunting her breasts and thinking she was very beautiful.

Interpretation

Puppy = playfulness or a blossoming friendship.

Baby = innocence and new beginnings. The fact that I was questioning whether to keep her indicates my uncertainty regarding the new beginning.

Pillows (again) = I need to take it easy, relax.

Green = healing

Blue = communication.

Avocado = rewards for hard work and persistence towards a goal. Being those on the tree were still maturing indicates that there is still some time to go before this goal is reached. The ones over ripe could indicate goals that have already been reached, the rewards for which have not yet been acknowledged.

Tree = hopes, desires, knowledge, self-development and individuation. Since the tree is nearing the end of its life it could indicate that this time in my life is nearing its end as well.

Hair = sensuality, seduction, vanity. Being it is white it could indicate potential exists here. I suspect that I am still struggling with these aspects of myself and so seeing it as my daughter.

images (1)Dream: School Bus

I was flying with a girl near a highway overpass. It was crowded with cars and we both flew up and selected a blue car to follow. I remember becoming the car and speeding down the road.

Then I was inside a school bus. My husband was driving. He was driving very reckless and was not being very nice, yelling about the traffic, etc. I remember looking out of the window at one point and seeing a family sitting in the back of a trailer. They were helping their son sell hamburgers to people so he could earn extra money. I remember being very impressed and telling my husband. He only focused on the fact that they were selling hamburgers which were not good for people.

The traffic slowed and I saw the cars stopped ahead. My husband yelled to me, “What road should we be on! Tell me now! Hurry! What road??” I could see highway 79 and told him, “79. Take that exit.” I pointed and he followed and I felt the bus lurch as he swerved and then slowed to take the exit. The last thing I remember was noticing that the exit had what appeared to be fencing on either side and a very sharp, 90 degree turn.

Interpretation

Car = life path. Being it is one on the highway overpass, perhaps I am choosing the “high road”? lol

Blue = communication.

School bus = indicates that an important life journey is about to take place, one that is needed for my spiritual growth. Considering my husband is driving and not being nice, I do not think I  will like this path. lol

Hamburger = dissatisfaction with some situation or relationship in your life. I know what that is. I talk about selling them and my husband doesn’t like it. Ha!

79 = shedding old aspects of life that no longer suit me or my True Self. It indicates that certain issues are coming to an end allowing for the new to come into my life.

Fence = obstacle that is standing in my way; feeling “fenced in” or confined within a relationship.

 

 

 

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Me, Persnickety?

Just some random dreams I am posting for later reference.

Dream: Assignment

I put on a pure white, very heavy, knitted sweater. I knew it was too hot to wear, yet I chose to anyway. I felt uncomfortable wearing it.

Nervous, I walked into a conference room. Situated at a very long conference table were approximately 13 individuals, men and women. The atmosphere was very laid back. In fact, several of the men and women at the table had their feet up on the table and were casually conversing amongst themselves. I stood in front of them, nervous. Much was discussed but all I remember was the topic: my job. It wasn’t a job interview. It was instead a job assignment. I knew that I was a counselor, or at least that is what I felt my job was.

A woman passed me and another woman a list of what we were to do. My list was longer than the other woman’s yet our jobs were identical. I remember feeling this was unfair and so I objected, raising my hand and asking, “Why does she not have as much to do as I do?” I don’t remember the answer but I accepted it quietly despite still feeling it was unfair.

In the back of my mind I remember thinking to myself, “You should speak up for yourself before you end up in a situation you can’t get out of.”  But then I still didn’t because I felt so unsure if it was the right decision. I didn’t want to seem resistant, but I was.

When I woke from this dream I did not know who I was and I could not identify anything other than the fact that I had just received my assignment. It took me a while to remember who I was and my first thought was, “Why would I wear a sweater like that!?” lol Then I realized I had been communicating with my Council. No wonder I was nervous.

Dream: Persnickety 

I was with a group of friends and we entered a craftsman style home. I went directly out the back door into the back yard. It was dark outside and I heard one of my friends chattering away behind me. She was familiar with long, straight black hair and quite pretty. She was telling me that one of our friends went to get take out and then asked me when I got the automatic lock/unlock feature on my door. I told her I hadn’t as I went back inside. I checked the door and sure enough there was a small, black box next to it with a blinking green light. I guess we did have that feature after all.

A girl arrived with the take-out which was fried catfish. She was handing out the food so I went up to get mine. She asked me, “Do you want the fish with the persnickety seasoning on it?” I looked down and saw baked fish with red colored seasoning on it. I said, “Is it any good?” She said, “Yes, it’s great but it might give you indigestion.” I remember wondering what persnickety tasted like.

I woke up knowing that someone was making fun of me in this dream. They called me persnickety! Which, I probably am and it probably has given me and others lots of indigestion! lol

Dream: Mosquito

In a semi-lucid state I was standing downstairs in my kitchen speaking to a man that I could not see. As we talked something kept buzzing in my ear. I swatted at it a few times and then stopped talking to try and focus on killing the darn thing. It sounded very much like a mosquito and in the dream this is what I assumed it was. I could see it zipping back and forth. I was never able to kill it.

I suspect the mosquito that was bugging me was my guides trying to get me to listen. lol

Dream: Evil Teacher

In this dream I was reporting to a new job. I was a special education teacher and went into a classroom. It was to be my temporary room and another teacher was already inside. She had all the students busy and looked like a teacher I use to work with in the past. This teacher was really annoying so this is likely why she was in the dream because I remember thinking I could not work with her. I soon changed my mind and asked her for some suggestions and that whole section of the dream ended.

Then a man with dark hair approached me. He said to me, “I know you” and in my mind I recalled other dreams in which I had done things I was not proud of – all pertaining to school/education. I felt very ashamed of myself and knew this man knew all of my past misdeeds. Instantly I wanted to get away from him as fast as I could. I ran out of the building into the parking lot but he followed me.

I went to a nearby building, an old museum, to hide but he followed. I tried to bar the doors but he somehow got inside. So I decided I would confront him. I grabbed a large US flag with a pointed pole and sneaked up behind him. I saw that he had a young boy and my youngest son with him. To my horror I noticed evidence that he had molested them. Angry, I took the flag pole and stabbed the man in the back pushing the pole up through his abdomen and out the front through his throat.

This is probably the most disturbing dream I have had in over a year. When I woke up my root chakra was pulling and it confused me. I was told I was purging the final vestiges of blockages there. 

 

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More Dreams

Crazy night of dreams. Recording them for documentation purposes.

 Dream: First Day of School

I spent the majority of this dream preparing to go back to school. I was the adult version of myself but I was standing in my old bedroom in front of my mirror and my mother and grandmother were both present in the dream. My grandmother is deceased (passed May, 4, 2014).

My grandmother had laid out various shirts, pants, skirts, etc and my room appeared to be a mess of clothing and in total disarray. My mom and grandmother were fussing over me and I was indecisive and could not figure out what I wanted to wear.

I finally decided on a white, form fitting shirt and a denim skirt. The shirt was semi-see-through and I was able to see the outline of my bra through it. The skirt was shorter than I liked and when I bent over it revealed more than it should. lol I remember asking my mom to look and see if the skirt passed the test and she said it almost didn’t. Then I was inspecting my shirt. It bothered me that my bra was showing and it was obvious the bra was too big as it was bunching up around my arm pits. I felt very concerned about how I looked. It appeared as if my body got wider the more I looked and the word “fat” popped into my head more than once. I then spent some time choosing the right shoes. I selected a nice pair of sandals but wanted to wear white socks with them. Ultimately, I went without the socks because it really looked dorky. lol

I heard a noise indicating the bus and when I looked at the clock it read 7:15. I knew I had missed the bus but was not worried. My mom would drive me. I remember thinking about how it would be to return to school – how uncomfortable I would feel to be judged by others for the way I looked. I decided I didn’t care.

Dream: Blood Test

I was sitting on the examining table at the doctor’s office. Blood test results were being reviewed. The results indicated that my PEP was low. The nurse discussed this with me. She asked me if I knew what PEP was. I nodded that I wasn’t sure. I said, “Am I pregnant?” She said, “No.” I remember wishing I were pregnant because I preferred being pregnant again to whatever I was about to be told. The nurse explained that the blood test indicated that one of my internal organs had broken through the protective outer layer of another organ. It reminded me of a hernia when I saw the picture she provided, but that was not what it was. She showed me the liver and said it was most likely that my problem was related to the liver being compromised. Nothing she said really made much sense to me.

Then it was like time had passed and I was being shown the lower part of my body, where my ovaries and uterus are. A specific section was highlighted that appeared to be right about where my root chakra would be. I remember asking if I would need a hysterectomy and wishing they would just get it over with already because I was tired of having to deal with this issue.

Lucid Dream: Flooding in San Mateo 

I was listening to a news broadcast while discussing what had just occurred. The news broadcast indicated that there had been massive flooding in San Mateo and hundreds were missing and/or displaced. There was also a death count. I became lucid during this part of the dream and actually saw scenes of the destruction, specifically images of a shelter where people were being sent.

The other news broadcast interrupted and suddenly the name of another town became very apparent. I heard Alvaredo this time and this confused me and brought me to full awareness and I woke up. When I woke up, I had a vision of myself jumping feet first into a raging waterfall. This was not the pretty, cascading waterfalls one usually sees indicating serenity. This was a raging, turbulent waterfall.

Considerations

The first dream seems to be about my shifting into a new phase of my journey. There are preparations being made and I am struggling to feel comfortable with mySelf. Self-criticism is one of the barriers I am facing.

The next dream seems to indicate that I am trying to heal specific areas in my life. The PEP portion makes me laugh out loud. I mean really? PEP? I need to remedy my PEP problem? LOL So true! The fact that I prefer to be pregnant again to whatever it is I am being told is a huge indicator. There is no way in hell that I would want to be pregnant again. hahaha The areas of issue are the third chakra and root chakra is seems.

The last dream seems to be more an indicator of emotional upheaval than anything. I have had the waterfall in both visions and dreams since May. For a time in May it was even frozen. So I guess now that it is all flooded I am deciding to jump in and get it over with. Not sure if this is a good thing or not. lol

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Dream: Healing Others

I was standing in a busy area that resembled the inside of a mall of some sort. A very old gentleman was wheeled up to me. He had to be 80+ years old. He had layers of blankets on him and was smiling at me. He said, “Don’t tell me – I’m about to die, right?” lol I looked him up and down and laughed at his comment, but was still quite serious about what I was doing. I was scanning his aura and looking “inside” his physical body. I was looking inside for “markers” which indicated future issues.

Straight to business, I told him to watch his back and gave him suggestions on how to handle it when it gave him problems. I gave him other suggestions as well but overall there was little he could do to change what was to come. He was old.

When he was wheeled off, a younger woman dressed in a white gown was brought up to me on a gurney. She was awake but her color was off and it was obvious she had either just had surgery or was about to. I only now recall that she had blondish-gray shoulder length hair and appeared to be in her mid-fifties to early sixties.

Again, I scanned her aura checking for inconsistencies and looked for markers. I gave her information in the dream, but now it is lost to me. I suspect this is because she is a real person somewhere out there and it is nobody’s business but hers.

I then followed a hallway into an apartment. While I was walking, I passed by a large, open space but specifics are lost to me. However, the feeling is that it was some kind of waiting area and was full of souls whose bodies were ill or physically deteriorating or who had already crossed over. Personally, I felt very accomplished and pleased with my work there as a healer.

I walked into a room which turned quickly into an apartment full of women. It was very obviously a part of some sort. A party of elementary school teachers. I felt very, very out of place and the first thing I thought was why my husband would invite so many people into our house. I tried to fit in with them; to mingle, because I knew this is what he would want. They were all doing a project. Each of them was creating signs for outside their classrooms and decorating them with decoupage and ribbons and bows. They were all so happy doing it. I felt like I was going to throw up. lol

My husband came up to me and pulled me aside. He congratulated me on doing so well at the party, happy that I was going to return to work. He then handed me a list but it looked very formal, like a contract. It was on golden colored paper and in calligraphy. He went over what was on the list and said, “And you cannot continue with the Kundalini. It has to stop. Will that be a problem?” I hesitated and he said, “Great!” I stopped him and said, “I can’t do that. I never said I would do that.” He got really serious and said, “Then I guess we have a problem.” I felt bad but at the same time I was unwilling to compromise. How dare he!

 

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Dream: Manna

Wanted to share the full version of this dream because it may have significance for later.

Dream: Manna

I was with a group of individuals, approximately three others, maybe more. I remember we were introducing ourselves to one another. All I recall now was that a woman said she was from Georgia.

We had a guide or leader who was male. The scene was somewhere in the deep South. The mood was nervousness mixed with concern for being caught.

We were keeping to the shadows, our guide leading the way. There was an abandoned house of some sort. It reminded me of an old gristmill. Our leader told us it was empty so we entered cautiously. It was decided we would stay the night there and leave in the morning.

I was afraid and sought out a hiding place inside the building. The worry was that some bands of raiders would find us and either kill us or take all of our food. While I was looking for my hiding place, our guide reassured me that there was nothing to fear. He seemed to give me a lesson during this time and a full history of what led to the circumstances we found ourselves in.

Some kind of major event had occurred and the current state was that all resources were limited. Water was scarce and those in power had taken over all remaining sources, restricting it even more and causing people to panic and resort to whatever means possible in order to obtain it. Food was also limited, but the main focus of the population was on obtaining water. I remember the guide explaining that the restriction of resources was purposeful, the intent was to have power over others. The lack was an illusion. There was plenty to go around, but the population was kept in ignorance. There was also discussion about the “natural order” of things. That Mother Earth was out of balance and had people allowed her to remain in balance none of this would be happening. The outcome was that people would suffer loss above and beyond what would have been the case had balance remained. The feeling here was that rather than lose a child or two to disease or a family member to illness, now entire communities would be lost. It would be seen as a devastating blow by humanity.

Someone was spotted outside the building and our leader reminded us to remain calm. A group of thugs entered bearing weapons. Their intent was obvious – take whatever they could and kill anyone who resisted.

When I tried to withdraw, our leader put out his hand, indicating that I should stay where I was. He then reminded us that there was no lack, that we were willing to share whatever we had. He made sure the men heard him, too. I remember being shocked as he went toward one of the armed men and offered him food. The man was shocked as well and put down his gun.

Our leader then told the men that we could create our own food. He spread out his arms and from the sky seemed to materialize tiny, square pieces of what appeared to be bread. He said there was plenty, enough for all. Each of us had a square of this food in the palms of our hands that seems to materialize out of thin air. It was known that one square was enough to feed a person for an entire day.

Then our leader taught us of the importance of the group; how we must gather together for the survival of mankind. If we didn’t, if we remained focused on our individual wants/needs and if we continued to allow fear to rule our hearts, then mankind would most definitely perish. There was a sense that this kind of group cohesion was so strong that any one of us would be willing to sacrifice our lives for the group. This is not to be confused with a kamikaze or suicide bomber type mentality. Instead, it is a willingness to offer ourselves up where we are most needed, even if that need may mean that we lose our physical body so that another may keep his.

Visitor

When I awoke from this dream there was to my left a Being who has in the past visited me. His energy felt like that of the Lord Commander Sananda, but I did not ask as it really made no difference who he was. What mattered was that he was there and had given me an important message for mankind. I knew immediately that he had come to reiterate the messages given in the dream. The part that hit home the most was the part about being provided for, specifically the food which seemed to fall from the sky. I immediately called this food “manna” and understood that it would be provided to us. My thought was that it would indeed come from “the sky” as a gift from those who have been watching over us; those who are here to ensure the survival of our species.

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Incentives Needed

The lack of motivation continues. In considering it further, I realize that I have been feeling this lack for some time. Months, years even. It is intricately linked to my dislike of being in this world, of participating in life. I struggle to find things that make me smile. Daily I search for them, hoping for a brief reprieve in this drudgery. Thankfully I am surrounded by my children and my youngest is a great source of joy. He is walking, talking, babbling joy.

Right now we all are in an integration stage, preparing for the next step or whatever you want to call. A friend of mine said it perfectly: Integration is being stuck on third base (I don’t know) until CONFIRMATION comes to the plate and drives you Home.

My dreams were indicative of my struggle with finding the motivation to move forward, to take the steps I need to take. When I awoke I heard my guides say, “We will give you incentives.” Hmmm. Intriguing.

Dream: In High School Again

Once again I found myself in the all-too-familiar dreamscape of high school. I was a student in a present-day high school taking all the courses I had already taken and blending in with the students there. I remember at one point getting a math assignment and feeling fed up with such assignments. I already knew how to do this level of math. It was 9th grade math. I was way beyond 9th grade – miles above it.

A fellow student gave me the last bunch of math problems – simple algebraic equations. I took the paper, sighed and rolled my eyes. The student asked me if I could do them. I said, “Of course, I can. I can do all of it. It is just tedious and time consuming.” In my mind I thought of how long it would take to solve each problem and just considering it made me tired.

I continued to talk to the student and others gathered around to listen to me. I remember telling the student my secret: I graduated high school already. Years ago. They asked how long ago and I said, “Well I graduated in 1994, so more than 20 years now.” They all gasped. lol In the dream I looked/felt young like them so I had no issue with being so old, but now I laugh because damn, I’m old now! lol

A young girl and I walked through the school together talking. She was African American with beautiful, shoulder length curls that hung in ringlets around her face. Exactly the way I wish I looked in this lifetime. We were going to a part of the school we were not allowed to go and I was excited to be doing something different. I remember we got to an area where there was a large bed and living area. Sitting at a desk was an dark complected teacher. She allowed us to leave and we exited the scene.

Dream: Water Park Prison

I was working at a water park. It was early in the morning and the water had not been turned on yet. I told some waiting children that the water would be on soon. I told them to watch the massive blue slides for signs of water turning on. When it did, the children were allowed to slide on them and for a moment I was one of those children, joyfully sliding down the slides.

I remember being at the front desk with others and offering to help. For some reason I ended up playing the role of waitress or servant, bringing drinks. It was like the front desk area turned into a restaurant. Interestingly, helping made me feel useful and needed so I found enjoyment in it.

Then I was inside a county jail that reminded me of a school except it was most definitely set up to imprison its occupants. I was there to visit a young Hispanic man. I remember that an older woman was with me and was helping me to get in since I was not suppose to be there visiting him. I remember little about our meeting now, but I do recall meeting with him. He was in the middle of eating his dinner but it was too early for dinner – around 4:30pm – and I apologized for interrupting it. He kept his head down and wouldn’t look at me, but my message to him was that I was there to get him out. He would be released soon.

Interpretation

In considering these dreams, it is obvious to me that I feel imprisoned in this Earth experience. Life is a drudgery. It isn’t a challenge anymore – or at least not a challenge that I find worthwhile. The problems I have I feel I can solve easily but I don’t see the point. If I have already graduated, what am I doing here still? I look at the math problems and feel as if all desire to live is sucked completely out of me. And I do feel I CAN solve them without issue, but the idea of taking the time to do so is exhausting.

The second dream is interesting. I think someone was trying to get me to see the fun that can be found in this “game”. Emotions (water) can be something exhilarating (water slide). One doesn’t have to drown in them. And the waitress part I think was me being shown that I found enjoyment in being of service – which I do.

The prison scene appears to be them showing me that I could help free others from the “prison-school”. Who it was I was visiting, I’m not sure, but I suspect it was someone who I felt I could help.

With that, I will add that I have been feeling a huge loss. The feeling of ALIVEness that came with the heart connection and kundalini episodes of the past 6 months is now gone. I feel it has been unfairly taken from me and without it, I don’t see anything ahead of me but a bleak,  uninteresting life. It seems always to happen this way for me. I am given a gift and then it is snatched away from me or I lose interest in it because it is no longer new. Similar to how a child plays with a new toy for a day or two and then it ends up under their bed, forgotten, and they seek out another new toy to play with. That’s me. Easily bored. Always wanting something new and exciting and without it sulking in the corner until I get what I want.

 

 

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Message: The New Grid

With the new moon approaching, I decided to spend some time considering what exactly I want to manifest in my life. So last night, I did this, speaking aloud my intent. Instead of giving specific Earthly manifestations I would like to see, I spoke of quality. For example, “I AM in loving, mutually respectful relationships with others.” This was not the specific one I vocalized but it is similar.

Prior to voicing my intent, I did Hatha yoga and spent some time meditating. I had full crown chakra activation while meditation and the energy snaked down my neck by the end of it.

Again, as has been the norm for this entire week, a major thunderstorm struck after bedtime. This one had house-shaking thunder and room-brightening lightening along with torrential downpours. I have lived in and visited many places but never have I encountered such intense storms as the ones we get here in Texas. Wow.

Dream: Hybrid Children

This dream began with me driving down the road away from my mother’s house. Someone else was driving the car and I was looking out the window. I saw a woman curled up in the fetal position on the side of the road. Her belongings were packed in a suitcase. I told the driver  to turn around. He did not want to. We were on a schedule. I convinced him to anyway.

I got out of the car but the woman was not there. Instead, there was a very long vehicle that looked like a station wagon that had been stretched into a limousine. Inside were more children than I could count. They were playing and all around them was a golden light. I was immediately drawn to them and began talking to them. One girl showed me her toy. It was made for her fingers and she showed me how to use it. I remember commenting that I had never seen anything like it.

I remember the children had a caretaker with them but he stayed back and allowed me to talk with them for a while. I felt such love for them and wanted to stay but knew I was needed elsewhere. So I moved on.

I came upon a strange structure that could have come from a Dr. Seuss book it was so bizarre. It was a long machine that appeared to have row upon row of teeth. You put an object in at one end and out the other end it appeared transformed.  A young man was with me explaining how it worked. I never saw him until after he had been inside the machine. When he came out he had changed. Instead of looking human, he looked very alien. His face had changed dramatically. His eyes became hollow and deep set in his skull and his mouth and nose merged. His lips disappeared and his mouth widened, stretching towards his now nonexistent ears. His nose became two slits.

I remember saying to him, “You are an avian-human hybrid! Look, you are covered from head to toe in tiny, down-like feathers!” I looked him up and down and was shocked at his transformation. His entire body was a light, golden brown color, like the color of the golden eagle. He wore no clothing and his body was very slim. But most noticeable was his face. He looked very odd but to the me in the dream he was quite normal looking, beautiful even.

I put his briefcase into the machine and out the end came what appeared to be something edible. I remember saying to the hybrid man, “You probably won’t like this.” I remember thinking he would want to eat worms now. lol

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Message 

When I awoke I was upset because I knew I was suppose to remember a name and could not recall it. I also could not recall anything about the context in which I had received it. But I did recall the hybrid children and avian hybrid.

I did, however, remember other dream experiences at this time. I had dreamed of being on planes and traveling. Plane after plane after plane. All with the same group of individuals who were “family”. I remember one man clearly. He was from my Mt. Shasta trip. My family had bought me a ticket to travel with them. I remember it was on American Airlines. We were traveling to Chicago. I had already been there, I told them. But had I?

I knew that the dream was symbolic of my travels in my sleep. I had been on craft, traveling and discussing my mission.

Another dream came forward in my memory. In this one I was a new recruit and after arriving for training had gotten distracted and could not find my squadron. I was distracted by this body (physical reality). I did find three others who were as lost as I was. I remember seeing an indoor water park with one of those wave pools and recognizing I had been overwhelmed by the huge waves (emotions). Me and the other recruits sought out help and a short, black woman came up to us. I remember standing in front of this woman and her looking at me very closely. She asked me, “What’s wrong with you?” I felt that no matter how tall I tried to stand that my eyes shifted to the ground and my shoulders slumped. She said, “Where is your motivation!? We need to do something about that.” I replied, “I know, sir.”

With all these memories there came the voice of one of my guides. When I looked at him, he was very tall. His shoulders would be at my eye-level, that’s how enormous he was. His arms were very thin and sinewy and I remember reaching for his hand and holding it. The fingers were as long as my own hand and very thin also. I hugged him. Then I became aware of massive wings. When I noticed them he said, “We all have them, even you.”

I did not question this. I understood I was being shown one of many thousands of forms We take. There were more important things to discuss. My mission especially. I acknowledged my lack of motivation. He asked me, “What can we do for you?” I honestly had no answer. Where did this lack of motivation come from? I knew it was because everything that is my life does not match my heart. The intents that I had stated prior to sleep are not my reality and I need to take action to make it so. Knowing this made me completely apathetic.

I was then asked to come with them. They wanted to show me something. Soon I was seeing a map of the U.S. below me. It was an outline map. My attention was directed immediately to west Texas and I saw a small stream of yellow that grew massive the farther west we moved. The yellow was like a stream in Texas but by the time it got to New Mexico almost the entire state was covered in yellow. Arizona, especially the central to southern half, was completely covered and so was the entirety of southern California.

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I grew too conscious of what I as being shown at this point and withdrew. What was this? What was this yellow color? There was memory of the human physical aura and I understood that this was equivalent to the physical aura of the U.S. What composed it? The collective thoughts of the people inhabiting these regions. Yellow in the physical aura indicates a virus. Yellow in the mental aura indicates over thinking/analytical thought. Do the people in this southwestern U.S. have a collective mental virus?

My attention was brought to other areas of the U.S. The Midwest and central regions were dotted with red and yellow. Red is inflammation and anger, it can also be sexual energy. My thought here was that many in these areas were locked up in root chakra issues. Then I was taken to the region just over the Great Lakes and a bit above into Canada. Blue and aqua. Quite beautiful. Then I was taken down toward the southern U.S. and saw once again red streaks. There were several giant bubbles of red over Kentucky, Tennessee and Alabama along with more yellow streaks.

Memory then returned of my lessons about the energy grid and how it had been disassembled. My gridwork was complete but another type of gridwork had begun. Work with the collective consciousness. Connections needed to be established. It is like a world-wide-web of consciousness. This is the new grid. It is IN US, in OUR thoughts.

But there is still the question of my lack of motivation. It is horribly apparent. I can’t help but think that this Mars retrograde is to blame. But then the lack of motivation is suppose to be affecting the men, not the women. Why am I so affected?

Featured image taken from http://www.viralnova.com/hybrid-children/

 

 

 

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Dream: Flight to Brussels

It is pouring rain here. Again. lol After 7 years of drought the rain is very welcomed but there seems to be an over abundance of it. Isn’t that how it is with spiritual transformation, too? That is what I have observed for myself anyway. Periods of drought (7 years for me, too) and then periodic deluges. I wonder why it works like that?

For some reason the rain makes me sleep deeper and gives me heavy eyes when I try to wake up. Such a wonderful, heavenly feeling. It makes me never want to wake up!

I had a very intensely vivid dream last night, too, which made me want to stay asleep a bit longer.

Dream: Flight to Brussels 

I was led on board an airplane with my family except that my family consisted of my mom and my three children. My husband was not present.

The attendant led us to a grouping of seats and we each looked at our tickets to find where our seats were. There were approximately six rows of seats each three seats wide. We were spread out and not sitting together. My youngest’s seat was near the window and mine was on the aisle. I was upset about this for some reason. There was a man, a stranger, who questioned me about my upset. I don’t remember what I said now.

Then I noticed just how very large the airplane was. Instead of the aisle being a few feet wide it spread for probably a hundred feet, maybe more. In the center was a large dome and a circular area which had a circular half wall separating it from the rest of the aircraft. I knew that in this area was where demonstrations were held, specifically demonstrations between two people who were to experience Union. In the dream Union was assumed to be a sexual act.

There was discussion about arriving at our destination. I was told we had made it to Denmark but I was upset because my destination was Brussels.

When we arrived we did not exit the aircraft. Instead, a woman met me and we went into the domed area. She was shorter than me with dark hair and reminded me of a friend from school so I kept associating her with that person. Yet she was definitely not that person. She kept coming toward me and I kept avoiding her because my thought was that she wanted to have sex with me and I was in no way interested. I realize now that was not her intention.

There was one point where I took off all my clothes and explained to her that it made me feel free. I remember wishing I were in the mountains at that time. How nice it would be to run around naked in the mountains, I thought. lol

I recall in speaking with this woman that I mentioned how people in my family had recently died. I specifically remember telling her my mom died. There were two others that had also died but I can’t remember who now. They were all family members.

Considerations

I believe the aircraft I was on was representative of a place that I visited that was not of the Earth plane. The domed area is familiar to me. My feeling from this dream is that I am preparing for Union, or the K-rising that I have been forewarned about. I am not sure why I was met by a woman but perhaps there is a need for me to be open to both sexes; to embrace both aspects of mySelf. This feels right and usually, in past dream experiences, the female gender has been embraced as often as the male, if not more. I have always been more attracted to the female form but not necessarily sexually attracted.

 

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Dreams: Prison, Dead Dog and History Class

Found this in my drafts folder from over a month ago. Not sure why I never posted it.

Very active dream night.

Dream: Prison

I was with a group consisting of two men and two women and myself. We had just been released from prison and were in holding together. There was a backstory connected to the two men, but I cannot remember it now. What I do remember is being with the other women, segregated from the men. I was suppose to take a bath and clean up and was walking back and forth between the bathroom/women’s quarters and another place. I don’t remember being naked but I do recall the men staring at me. Yet I was comfortable with them. It was like they were my family.

The feeling is that we were preparing to be released after years spent in a sort of prison. Prison is the best word, though I do not feel it is an accurate description.

Dream: Dead Dog

I was in a dorm-type room and it felt similar to college for some reason. I did not feel like I belonged there. Again, it was a segregated-type feeling. Men were with men, women with women. The women didn’t like me and had killed my little, white dog. They laughed at me as I took the body of the dog and fled out of the room. When no one was looking, I took the body of my dog, now in a small wooden box, and sneaked outside. It was a brilliantly beautiful day and I could see a field of green in front of me. In the distance was a forest. I could see the door behind me, lit up against a stark, white building with no other openings. The building rose so high I could not see the top.

I began to tip-toe into the field when I heard a voice and saw that a group of the men were coming in from a training exercise. I could not hide. I was out in the open. So I just froze there, hoping no one would see me. I never got to bury my dog as I was seen and taken back inside to my room.

Dream: History Class

I found myself inside a classroom with other students. In front of me was a test, a U.S. History test. I felt out of place and did not understand why I was in this class again! I saw the teacher in the front of the room watching everyone. I took the test but knew all the answers and didn’t care if I passed or failed. I was going to get this fixed because I did not belong in this class.

The teacher had us grade our own tests. I only missed one. He took them up and then passed them out again and had marked on my test. The grade was an 86 and he marked two more wrong. 3 wrong? I was angry at him.

I left the classroom intent on fixing the issue by changing my schedule. I was NOT taking that stupid class again!!

Interpretation

Writing what I think the dreams mean now, versus a month ago when I had them.

The prison dream had a feeling of awakening with it and upon reading it again I realize this is an accurate interpretation. There was a series of dreams at this time in which I was with a small group of family in Spirit. We were being released from contracts I believe and preparing to go out “on our own” so to speak. I can see the developments in my life pertaining to this dream now as I prepare to head to Mt. Shasta.

The second dream is relating to how I had been feeling at the time. Trapped and struggling with an internal split. I felt betrayed (dead dog) but not sure by who. I escaped but was recaptured indicating a feeling of failure or lack of ability to free myself from life’s circumstances.

The history class I believe is related to past life events and healing/learning from them. I feel I have already been there/done that yet I am still required to review and test over the same subject. It is very frustrating!