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Dream: Flying Whale

I slept extremely well last night despite this lingering cold. I was gifted with a brilliantly vivid dream, one that left me feeling full of hope.

Dream: Flying Whale

I visited Montana in my dreams last night. I lived there from 1997-2001, mostly in the areas of Helena and Bozeman. The mountains in that area are spectacular. No matter how miserable I was, if I looked up at the mountains I would instantly be reminded of the splendor and wonder of this planet we call Earth. Mountains remind me of Home so I often return to Montana in my dreams.

I was visiting with my old family alongside my current family. We were reminiscing about old times. Specifically, I was traveling the route between Bozeman and Helena, one I drove every weekend, sometimes more, during my college years attending Montana State. I pointed out Lake Townsend (Canyon Ferry Lake) and other landmarks. I was laughing a lot and very relaxed.

We stopped along the side of the road and walked among some boulders. The people I was with changed, though. They were now students and I was standing next to an Asian girl who broke her glasses. To the left was a crystal clear body of water and across from the water were cabins, all of them unoccupied. The pond or stream reminded me of the many creeks and beaver ponds that dotted Montana. I noticed there were very large fish swimming in the water and kept commenting on how clear the water was. It was very beautiful.

At one point I was standing with my mom and heard a strange cry. It sounded like a cross between a hawk and a whale. A shadow blocked the sun and we looked up and there was a whale flying in the sky! My mom said, “Oh, look a dragon!” I said, “That’s not a dragon! That’s a whale!”. The whale was blue with a silver tinge to it and it kept circling overhead. I frantically began to look for my cell phone to take a picture. When I found it and pointed it at the whale the sun was too bright and the only image I could capture was bright, white light.

The whale flew off over the mountains. I remember thinking it sometimes looked more like a giant manatee than a whale.

Interpretation

Apparently flying whales are somewhat common dream symbols. Not for me, though! lol Dreamoods.com says that a flying whale “symbolizes an enormous sense of freedom from letting down your emotional wall. You feel that a huge weight has been lifted”. No wonder I felt so positive after that dream. 🙂

The significance of this dream is that my old family and current family were together and I was happy. When I lived in Montana I was miserable most of the time. I don’t know why. In fact, when I lived in or visited places I found intensely beautiful or spiritual I was often horribly sad or depressed. It was like being there made the misery I felt inside that much more obvious. Such a stark contrast – me and the mountains. Them so powerful and majestic, me so cowardly and insignificant.

I wonder if I could go back there now and finally enjoy the mountains? It feels like I have made my peace with them.

Photography credits: Picture of Bridger Mountains outside Bozeman

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Dreams: Being a Bird

More dreams.

Being a Bird

I was a tiny, gray bird. My instructor was with me, but I couldn’t see him. I asked questions. “Why am I gray? When will I know what color I will be?” He explained, “Your color will show itself as you grow and mature.” I then watched, as if an observer, a little gray bird. I saw one feather at a time begin to change color. They turned black. I was disappointed. I wanted to be blue, not black, but I accepted the color black. I asked, “But how do I survive? How do I keep from being caught? Caged?” I was told, “You have to listen. Hide when you need to hide. Fly when you can.” I saw the tiny bird flying and then hiding in the trees. It was not caught or caged.

I then saw a small, brown monkey. It ran in front of me and jumped into a nearby tree. “Why can’t I be a monkey? I like how he can climb and play in the trees. I can’t do that.” My teacher said to me, “Observe him and you will have your answer.” I saw that that the little monkey was foolish and did not think before he acted. Though he was free to play and climb, he sometimes fell and when he fell he would hurt himself. He did not have wings. He could not fly. I could fly.

A Conversation with My Ex

I was in a bar. The lights were low and I could see young people milling about. I heard no music but there was plenty to drink.

People kept staring at me. I don’t know why. I somehow knew this was a place where people hooked up for one-night-stands. A man tried to hook up with me and I was in agreement but when it came to the sexual act he told me, “Do it yourself.” I looked at him like he was nuts. He walked away and left me alone. I didn’t know what to do. Then I realized I had no interest in myself. 

I noticed a man from across the room. He was sitting with a young, dark haired woman and a couple of other guys. I knew they were affiliated with the military. As I got closer, the dark haired woman sent me her entire history, of how she made the mistake of being sexually promiscuous and was struggling with the repercussions of it. I sent back a reply in thought, “You only made choices, not mistakes.”

I finally was able to talk with the man who had drawn me across the room. It was my ex-husband. He looked older and very tired. I could see deep worry lines on his face. He had also gained weight.

I sat down and we had a long conversation about his life and current emotional state. He kept bringing up his two tours in Iraq and how tired he was. His back hurt, his digestion was messed up, he was always tired. He blamed it all on Iraq. He mentioned flying and how he was even losing his perfect eye sight. Flying is his passion, so to not be able to fly really upset him. I asked if he could wear glasses and he said it was not allowed in the military. I remember thinking it was a good thing, then, because then he wouldn’t be asked to go back to Iraq.

I listened and he talked. I felt very bad for him. I remember that when we together he often complained about life in the same way. His body was always giving him trouble. He was often tired and worn out. I remember holding his hand. That was my role when we were together, too – to hold his hand, listen and be his friend. He hated being alone yet he was now learning that one can be alone even when surrounded by family and friends. He was finally realizing that life is more than achieving physical life goals, acquiring material possessions, and having a woman/wife. All this had not fixed his discomfort. He didn’t know what to do. I didn’t offer advice, though. That was/is not my role. He wouldn’t listen to me anyway. lol

Adjustments

I was laying on a table and someone was affixing two large, metal braces to my body. I remember one being put along the entire length of my side. It was metal and screwed into me. I felt no pain. I knew that I had to be stabilized in this area.

 

 

 

 

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Curcuma Longa (Turmeric)

I wanted to write very briefly about Curcuma Longa, or Turmeric. In case you don’t recall, on the 18th of February, the night I had the lucid dream which resulted in the Union, Curcuma was mentioned to me by my counterpart. I didn’t tell you all, but the next morning the first thing I did was run to the Vitamin Shoppe and buy some. I have been taking it daily ever since.

I did little research before heading to the store other than checking very quickly to make sure it did indeed have spiritual relevance. Sure enough, I discovered that it aids in the cleansing of the chakras, the subtle energy body, and the nadis.

One article suggest using Turmeric in conjunction with a regular Yoga practice:

  • Pain and inflammation: Yoga involves asanas (body postures), some of which are not easy in the beginning. Yoga practitioners, especially in case when one is just starting, may face pain and inflammation due to asanas. This is very similar to when one starts to jog / run, there are muscle, joint pains initially. Turmeric with its amazing healing properties helps body in these situations and keep body fit for yoga till the body gets used to it. Use of turmeric ensures that one can continue with yoga with ease and for longer duration. This may also help in attaining perfection in asanas quickly. I know a few yoga instructors who advice their new students to drink turmeric milk before sleeping in case they feel mild pain rather than applying external ointments.

  • Purification : Yoga stresses a lot on purification of body and mind. Through asanas one can cleanses not only body toxins but also attain peace. Turmeric also plays a similar cleansing role inside our body and assists yoga. A body free of toxins remains healthy and also fit for yoga.

  • Improves flow of vital energies in body : According to Mr. Prashanti Jager, turmeric also increases the flow of prana (vital energies) in our body. It also helps purification of vital energies.

  • Well known and safe : There can be many more reasons why people prefer turmeric over other herbs, one is that it is one of the safest herbs and also a long track record of providing health benefits (thus well established).

Another article revealed why my counterpart was talking about India when discussing Tumeric with me. It is used as part of Ayurveda.

From an Ayurvedic standpoint Turmeric can additionally be used:

1. As a blood cleanser.
2. As an anti-inflammatory.
3. For nutritional support of the Spleen and Pancreas.
4. To aid in the metabolism of Protein.
5. As a metabolic balancer.

From a spiritual standpoint, Turmeric can aid in:

1. Cleansing the charkas.
2. Cleansing the subtle body.
3. Cleansing the nadi’s (the channels of the subtle body).
4. Cultivating relationships with feminine form of divinity.
5. Cultivating feelings and awareness of prosperity.

I  can’t say I have noticed any significant difference from taking it daily other than accidentally staining my clothing a bright yellow. 😦 However, I trust that it is doing its work. Why else would it have been brought to my attention?

 

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Dream: How to be a Good Wife

Happy Leap Day! Are you finding this day any different energy-wise than the last few days? I am, though not too much so. The first clue was that I could not get to sleep last night. There was a crackling, elevated energy that made me feel excited. On top of that I developed a mild chest cold which would cause me to cough as soon as I relaxed. 😦

My daughter, who is 7 years old, was also unable to fall asleep. This is the third night in a row that she has struggled with insomnia. She is only 7! I feel so bad for her. She will try with all her might to fall asleep and then be torn up in tears over her inability to sleep. When I ask her what she is thinking about it is usually some book she read at school, so nothing that would cause undue stress.

Now that I said that, she has also came home from school last Friday covered in hives. She had them on her stomach, her neck and her back. And these aren’t normal hives, these are huge (more than a hand’s width across), raised welts that are hot to the touch. It took three days of prescription Cortisone cream and allergy medicines to get the hives to go away. We have no idea what caused them.

I think my little girl is going through this ascension right along with me. 😦

For me, the ascension symptoms have not been on my radar, too many other crazy things going on to care. What I have noticed is that when my Team tells me I am “resting”, which they tell me I am doing now, I end up sick! Last time I got the stomach bug. Now I have a chest cold. Grrr. On top of that I think I had a fever this morning upon waking – hot/cold flashes. 😦

Just because I am resting doesn’t mean the work stops. Oh no. I got my fair share of it last night.

Last night my husband and I got a date night. This is a rare thing, so we took advantage. All through dinner I kept seeing familiar faces in the people around us. This is not normal for me and I took notice. I never spoke to any of them, but their energy screamed at me from all the way across the diner. One woman I knew was a teacher. I looked at her, felt I knew her (which I didn’t) and then her energy said point blank, “teacher”. Huh? Did she just talk to me?

There was a young man who I also thought I knew but he was much farther away. I could sense his insecurities. Weird.

As we left the diner there was a group of people talking. I felt I knew them, too! There was a little girl with them. The mom, who was the one I really recognized, said her middle name was Journey. So cool!

So the whole night I was not really focused on my husband like I should have been. Too many distractions! And then, on the drive home, I was blankly staring at the signs and buildings when there was this orange hotel sign that stood out to me. I clearly read, “Dangerous”. I did a double take and looked back and it said, “Oakwood Suites”. Huh? I told my husband and laughed it off saying, “I guess we shouldn’t stay there”. lol

Turns out my husband got mad at me after that because I was upset over a white lie he told. I don’t know if that was what the warning was about or not.

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Dream: How to be a Good Wife

When I went to bed I had been thinking about my marriage and how distant I feel from my husband. I try not to be this way but unfortunately it is the way I feel. Although last night ended on good terms, I was thinking about some strange occurrences during the day.

First off, a couple of times yesterday, when I saw my husband, I saw him differently. It was like when we first met. His energy is so radiant. He literally glows. And his eyes, wow. He has blue eyes but his left eye is 1/4 honey brown. It’s called heterochromia. I remember having the urge to hug him, but I resisted. At the same time during the day I was having thoughts of leaving him. This just goes along with the weirdness of the entire day, though.

So I asked for clarification on why I was so split about my marriage/relationship.

I ended up in a dream where I was learning how to be a good wife. LOL I remember being in my grandparent’s old place and seeing a manual set before me. It was titled, “How to be a good wife”.  I don’t recall what was inside of it, but it reminded me of those 1950’s advertisements that showed women as completely subservient to their husbands. My reaction to this was all-out rejection.

The solutions to my predicament all started with R’s. I don’t remember all of them, but they were written on large pieces of card stock with the R very prominent.

I suspect this dream was directing my attention on stereotypical beliefs that have been passed down from one generation to another. My grandmother was typical of the 1950’s housewife – she stayed home, cooked, cleaned, served her husband and children, and sold Avon. She and my grandfather were married over 60 years! My mom, on the other hand, was a single parent and the only one in her family to go to college. Not only that, she got a Master’s degree. She use to tell me a story of how her dad (my grandfather) told her, “I’m not wasting my money on a girl” when she asked him to help her pay for college. She was very proud of rising above the limitations set upon her.

So I was raised seeing both sides – the subservient housewife and the independent career-woman. Which I am? How confusing. Being a woman is confusing! On top of that, my husband was raised in a household where his father was 100% in charge and his mom very subservient. They were hippies, though, and never married. Plus his dad always had multiple women in addition to his “wife”. Yeah, very unconventional. Our backgrounds create the perfect conditions for complications, don’t you think? Hahahaha

 

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Recent Dreams

I am writing these dreams down to have an account of what is occurring in my sleep. These are the main ones I remember.

Dream: Missing the Bus

I am at my mom’s house. Things don’t look right. It is as if someone has moved in and changed everything. The land next door, the land I use to own, was purchased by a man who left an old, deteriorating school bus on the fence that divided the properties. I am angry at him. He has ruined the view with an old, abandoned school bus!

Then I am wandering around on my grandparent’s property near their front gate. I feel I am waiting on the school bus. I don’t know how I got there, though. I turn and walked up their driveway. I hear the bus pass by and I turn and watch as it heads down the road.

I missed the bus. This makes me feel very sad.

Dream: Loving Self

I am in a parking lot. A young, disheveled looking woman approaches me. Her hair is dark, short and messy and she is very petite. She appears to be homeless and seeing her makes me nervous. Will she try to attack or rob me?

She comes closer and I suddenly feel huge amounts of sympathy for her. I approach her and tell her it will be okay. I lean in and kiss her gently on the lips and tell her, “I love you”. She is still cautious but I am set on taking care of her. I offer her a small bottle of shampoo and say, “Here. You should wash your hair.” She takes it hesitantly and we go into the convenience store and to the bathroom which has showers.

Then I am in the shower washing my hair. It is as if I become the homeless girl. As I wash my hair I see her being approached by two men. They mean her harm and I am frozen with fear. I look in the shower stall for something I can attack the men with. I can’t find anything and feel helpless to help her. One of the men comes toward her. He is tall and thin but very alien looking, his legs and arms much longer than they should be. He is either naked or wearing a gray jumper. In fact, all of him is gray. He also has no sex organs. This shocks me into wakefulness.

Dream: Choice

I am inside a very brightly lit school building in the administration section. They have asked me to work there as a teacher teaching middle school Science. I know I can do it but I have no desire to do so. I tell them that I would likely start a fire with the students when we did a lab. They reassure me this would not happen. I don’t believe them.

I then remember I can take the job of counselor and speak to the principal about this. He is sitting behind a desk and looks me up and down. I feel judged and can hear others – teachers and staff – whispering behind my back. I think, “I don’t have to deal with this anymore.” I walk out of the office.

In the hall area is a man I am very drawn to. He is different, not like these people who judge me all the time. He is openly accepting. He is also very artistic and can spend hours creating works of art. I feel drawn to him. I just want to be around him. When I am with him I feel calm and at ease. It is as if he compliments me in every way.

He is carving a sculpture out of a head of cabbage. I look up at it. It it about the height of two people. Despite being light green in color, it looks nothing like the cabbage it is supposedly made out of. What is interesting is that it is composed of geometric shapes. So beautiful!

I stand very close to him. I can’t stay away from him. He has such a wonderful feeling and energy that radiates off of him.  I openly admire his artistic ability.

The people at the school make fun of us. I turn and look at them all with contempt. How could they be so cruel! I am prepared to defend him to my own detriment. I yell something at them but he redirects my attention away from them and I am completely calmed by him. I know they don’t matter. All that matters is us.

Eventually I get this feeling that I have to get out of there. I can’t stand to be around all these people and it is as if the man completely disappears. The urge to run is so intense that I begin to frantically search for the exit. I see it and run for it.

When I get outside there are lines of cars barely moving. I have to zigzag through them to reach my truck which is on the other side. When I try to find my truck, I can’t. I keep seeing it in my mind – black and shiny. Why isn’t it where it is suppose to be?

Symbolism

School bus –  an important life journey is needed for personal growth
Missed bus – indicates an aspect of one’s life is out of control
Passing bus – going against the crowd or on the wrong path

Shampoo – self-growth, presenting a new image of self to the world
Hair –  sexual virility, seduction, sensuality, vanity, and health
Shower – spiritual and/or physical renewal and forgiveness

Whispering – represents one’s own insecurities and anxieties
Line of cars/traffic – frustration that life is going too slowly or unsmoothly
Cabbage – reminds us not to waste time on petty things

Source

 

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Riding the Dragon

The Kundalini acceleration continues. I am definitely “riding the Dragon”.

I was awakened at 3am from a dream in which I was joining a new group. Prior to this I had visited a team I was overlooking and ran into a gentleman who was overly enamored of me. I was warned that my Light is amplified at this time and to expect more such encounters both in dreams/the astral and in the physical.

I was called to a meeting. I was late so it was embarrassing to be called in at the last minute. There was a special guest in front of the group. I felt out of place. Everyone was so much older than me it seemed. I was worried he would ask me to introduce myself. Thankfully he didn’t. Instead he began to read us all a story. All I recall of it now was that it was titled, “La Luna” and was about an ancient healing modality yet to be utilized on Earth. The healing was performed in conjunction with the phases of the moon.

I was awakened at this time and there was with me a young man who was very excited to meet me. He was not a guide but a member of the new group I had joined. His accent was odd and I could not place it. His energy was sky high and he was completely joyous. His name was Gerard and he told me he was from New Caledonia. I recognized the name but could not place it. He told me it was near Indonesia and French, which is why his accent was so strange. I looked it up this morning and sure enough this information is valid. So if you are Gerard – nice to meet you and I look forward to working with you.

Gerard had much to say. Thankfully, I now keep a notebook and pen beside my bed for times such as these. Here is what he told me:

Your Divine Fire has been lit. It will burn for the next 12-16 months. You are riding the Dragon. You are not doing this alone. Your counterpart is as well. There has been a Divine Union. You have a group of four; an inner circle. Like 2 split atoms; 2 became 4. 4 is a number you are familiar with. It repeats in your life. Your flame will burn uncontrollably until it reaches the 12th house (12th chakra? this is image I saw – chakras way up high over my head). This is complete embodiment. Whole. This process follows the cycles of the moon. La Luna. The magik of La Luna. Your fire will attract others. Be aware of your own energy. You are Brilliant and will be from now on. You are Awake. 

As he was talking to me there was a strange sensation in my root chakra. It felt like a hollow, glass tube was there. I could feel its expansiveness but the energy was normal.

I was able to return to sleep. I guess I am just too exhausted now after several days of interrupted sleep.

Root Chakra Explosion 

I found myself in a dream in which I was riding in a large SUV with family. We had been driving all night and stopped. That was when I saw the airbag had deployed but on the outside of the vehicle. It covered the entire hood.

As members of my group got out to deflate it, I saw a very tall individual wearing a blue jumpsuit. I identified the person as “she” and ran up to her calling her “sister”. She was strange looking – her face so dark I could not make out features. I remember her inviting me to join with her. I told her, “Not in this life, sister. Maybe in the next one.” I was so enthused at seeing her, though, that I gave her a hug. She was so tall that I had to jump into her arms to hug her. She had to be at least 8-9ft tall. She embraced me and kissed me. I held on to her and then realized she had initiated a kind of activation in my root chakra. Energy began to explode down toward my feet. It was a spectacular feeling and so intense that it woke me up. It continued for about 10 minutes afterward. The energy was so intense that it expanded down past my knees in a bubble. I could see it even – it was cherry red but not a solid color. It was more opalescent.

I have had root chakra activity in the past but nothing like this. It was pure ecstasy but also very sexual. I had no control over my body. It is embarrassing but at the same time I don’t really care. It was a spectacular experience.

After the energy abated my entire lower body up to my naval felt similar to how it felt after I had my babies. It is similar to intense menstrual cramping or back labor. I had a flash then of what had really happened. There had been some kind of spiritual surgery done and an intentional activation of the root chakra. It was explained that it was in preparation for the next step in the process coming on Tuesday.

I suspect that the tall, androgynous looking person wearing a blue jumper was likely an ET and one I am familiar with and not afraid of. This is likely why I could not see “her” face as well.

Implants

I was able to once again fall asleep (thank you!) but my sleep kept getting interrupted. I don’t know why They have to keep waking me up! I just wanted to sleep!

Anyway, I awoke this time around from a sign that was placed in front of my vision. I saw the message upon it written in cursive. It said, “Implants Placed.” Then below that was my real, legal name.

Of course this woke me with a start. This has not been the first time I have had a message about implants. I am not sure what they mean, but since my “other” name was used, I suspect these implants are being removed. Good.

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Missing the Missing Piece

So it seems the energy has shifted once again. This time I felt it shift yesterday, mid-morning. I had a knot in my solar plexus and knew something was about to happen. I hate that feeling.

The day was okay considering I kept myself busy. I drove to my Mom’s with my three children and we spent a lot of time outdoors. It was a brilliant day in Texas. Spring is in the air and the temps are superb! Yet throughout this visit I felt sucked dry of energy and lethargic. All I wanted to do was hide in the house but when I did that I would become restless. So it was out in the sunshine for me.

Thankfully, I was completely alert and without brain fog while driving. However, since my mood had shifted, I did not feel like singing along to my music like I usually do. Life just seemed empty, as did I. Ugh.

When I went to bed I asked for clarity on some things. I had returned once again to feeling like my life was incomplete; that I was incomplete. I hate that feeling and it has haunted me all of my life. There is nothing worse than to feel a piece of you has been lost; like there is a gaping hole inside your heart that nothing can fill.

 

The Missing Piece

I had a long conversation with my Team during the night and woke up at 4am extremely sad and asking why I couldn’t exit this life. It all felt too hard. I didn’t want to feel the emptiness anymore. How can anyone live with such a feeling?! How had I lived with the feeling for so long?

I knew I had tried to fill the hole with everything imaginable – possessions, relationships, children, careers, hobbies, etc. Nothing ever filled it, it just made it less painfully obvious. I also know this hole had been present in all my past lives. Where was the missing piece? How do I get it back?

I fell to sleep and entered a dream in which I was inside a person’s apartment. It was a tiny apartment and very clean – everything in its place. It was tiny like a guest house or maybe an efficiency apartment. The occupant arrived and caught me there. He was young and fearful. At first he was blonde and fair but then he turned dark haired and familiar to me.

For some reason I went up to him and began to tell him about himself. He was reclusive – like a hermit. He did this to avoid others and their emotions as he was an empath. He preferred animals because they did not judge and only offered pure love and acceptance. I reached out and grabbed both his hands and looked him directly in the eyes and asked him to “read” me. He wouldn’t. So I told him more about himself and explained why he was feeling what he was feeling. I remember feeling like he and I were very similar. I told him some of his future but while doing so I could see the words I was saying scripted on a holographic screen in front of me. The words vanished and I heard, “System overload. Simulation terminated.” It was really weird!

Then I saw a group of people on the sideline – like an audience. I went to join them and knew we were a “group”. I remember associating us with super heroes calling us the Avengers (lol). The young boy was part of our group but not yet ready to join us.

When I awoke I could feel the emptiness inside very strongly and felt a bubble of energy from my root chakra down to my knees. Then I burst into tears.

I really, really hate the feeling. My understanding is that this missing piece is me missing my Wholeness. I miss Home. It is extremely noticeable right now.

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Into the Abyss

I awoke at 4am wide awake and with a very interesting Being nearby. If you have ever seen the movie The Abyss, then you get an idea of what I saw this morning. She looked like a luminescent butterfly.

I have seen the movie so many times I’ve nearly got it memorized. It’s one of my favorites. And look at what year it was released! 1989. There’s that year again. hahaha I have no doubt now that I saw the “luminescent butterfly” this morning just to remind me of this movie, and likely the year as well. Makes me want to watch it again. 🙂

Also when I awoke I had energy all over my body. It was very similar to what I feel when I return to or leave my body and astral travel. It wasn’t vibrations, just residual energy and very intense, too.

My heart chakra was also pulling very intensely and the warmth was still radiating out like it was yesterday. I began to hear light language in my mind. It was coming through me and I could hear the syllables and intonation. I just allowed it, as it was me mentally saying it. I felt it was an introduction and then a kind of activation sequence. I had an urge to record it, but I was too lazy to get up.  Plus it is all audio and I am not sure yet how to make an audio clip.

As this light language was coming through me, I once again saw the symbol I saw yesterday and started mentally painting it in my head. I kept thinking I needed to paint it, but I’m not very good at painting. With that thought I was receiving instruction on what colors to use and techniques. It was really weird. lol

I kept drifting into the in-between and bringing back information. Most of it is lost to me now but the feeling is still there. I was discussing clearing my “bodies” and I recall seeing layers of me, like frequencies I have been ascending through, or descending depending on how you look at it. I felt that my lower chakras were occupied by a different energy, a different vibration than even a week ago. There was knowing here that this was purposeful – that it had to do with the clearing process.

Dream: Taking the Wheel

I had many dreams that all stayed with me upon waking. In one I was driving a very futuristic type of vehicle. In the dream I refered to it as a “car” but it looked more like the inside of a space craft. There was a long, black dash that was approximately six feet long. I struggled to steer it and was receiving instruction from my deceased grandmother of all people. lol I realized there was a steering wheel at heart level that I was able to activate just by intention. It moved out and connected at chest level. It looked like a horizontal “I” – nothing like a car steering wheel. Once I grabbed hold of the ends, all my steering difficulties vanished and I successfully hovered/flew through various tunnels that were dark and streaked with light. I flew very, very fast.

Dream: Transplantation

I landed my “craft” at a vineyard. I could see row upon row of grape vines. It reminded me of Napa.

My task was to transplant a sapling of some sort. It had been uprooted and was withering quickly. I positioned it among adult grape vines. There was a significance to this that was palpable in the dream. I felt whatever I was doing was a big accomplishment.

Considerations

I know I have not been posting my dreams lately, but I wanted to share these two because they go along with how I felt when I awoke. I felt very different when I woke up – as if my vibration shifted dramatically in the night or something. There was a silent conversation between myself and my Team – streaming in through my heart chakra. I felt a significant shift had taken place. My Team was new to go along with the “new” me. I knew they would be helping me from now on.

There was also a feeling that I was transferred (like the sapling) into this body; trying it on or getting a feel for it. Acclimating. I believe, and I know it sounds crazy, that the craft in my dream symbolizes this change. This is very much connected to the K energy I had a few days ago in the lower chakras and heart chakra. There was a connection made, like roots into the ground except that it was a higher aspect taking root and establishing a solid foundation. I still feel like me, just different. It is hard to explain.

 

 

 

 

 

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Hybrid Child

This particular upgrade has been uniquely different for me. This morning I am experiencing a similar sensation to May, 2015. With it I am also having chakra activations throughout my body that re-stimulate emotions that I normally would not be feeling. I get a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach, my throat tightens, my heart pulls causing an anxious feeling, my head feels weird, the areas on either side of my nose are buzzing, and my arms are tingling like I put icy hot on them. Yet at the same time there is a feeling of not being alone and that there are messages that need to be passed on. I also keep feeling like I am going to zone out or pass out.

Hybrid Child

I wanted to share with you part of the information I received in my dreams last night. In one dream I met with my “child”. I picked him out from a set of photographs because I recognized him and saw myself in him. When we met he was taller than me, approximately 5’8″. He acknowledged me as his mother but he did not know who his father was. I did not know either but I could see myself in him and kept touching his face in awe. He was approximately 17-18 years old and he looked very much like a mulatto – very light skin and dark, frizzy hair. His eyes were vivid green, though. He was absolutely beautiful!

We met inside a small room. In my dream it was my old bathroom from when I was growing up. lol He and I conversed for some time. He told me, “I’m still growing. I will eventually be over 6 feet tall.” He specifically said he would end up being 6’2″. I remember being very proud of him and I just could not stop touching his face. He looked completely human to me, yet I knew he was a hybrid – all of the “children” I saw in the photos were hybrids.

There was discussion then about this age group being overly sensitive to changes in the environment, changes in energy, and any upset to the chemical balance in their bodies. There was emphasis on their need to maintain balance in their bodies because they hold such a high vibration and need to maintain this vibration. I got the feeling they were already here on Earth – living alongside us, looking just like us. It blew my mind!

A Hybridization Program?

When I awoke I immediately wanted to know if I had been part of the hybrid program. Why else would I see my “son” and know he was a hybrid? This was when I was told I am part of the “work” They are doing. This work is of the genetic kind. I had no doubt then that my DNA had been used in the creation of hybrid children. Perhaps this beautiful boy I met was indeed a part of me?

What was really surprising to me is that these children are already among us! How it is possible that my DNA would be used to do this without me actually being pregnant and giving birth is beyond me. I suspect it is spliced into the DNA of the child prior to birth, at the very beginning around conception. Did my DNA get substituted in for the mother’s? Or were just pieces of it inserted somehow? I just don’t fully understand how this beautiful boy could be my son. It blows my mind! The love I felt for him was genuine. I loved him like I love my other children.

All this time my heart is blazing and I have this strange energy settling over me that makes me feel something big is about to happen. I am strangely excited/anxious for it to happen, too.

 

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The Fragmented Self

There was much behind-the-scenes work going on last night, not just for me but many others. We are preparing for the ultimate shift, one in which we will be completely transformed. How many are going through this? I am unsure. All I know now is that my soul group are all going through this together. Some are a bit slower than others, but we are all transforming and at lightning speed, too.

I received a clearer understanding of my particular situation. I just woke up knowing it. My transformation is best termed a “walk-in” but the meaning of this was clarified for me (thank goodness!).

I am integrating a higher aspect. This kind of walk-in is very common and usually temporary. However, I feel my particular case is more permanent as there will be a complete exchange of one aspect (the old) with the other (the new). Currently I am “shedding” the layers that compose the “old” me. I have been asked to return to my past – to review memories, journals, etc. If you wish to follow this life review, you can visit my YouTube channel as I am making videos of what I find along the way.

I realized that this is part of the shedding process. A life review of sorts, preparing me for the exchange. It involves more healing and letting go. It is getting easier as I progress, too. I have been doing this healing for a  very, very long time.

The Fragmented Self

A memory from long ago surfaced this morning. I had previously been told by my Companion that I was “fragmented” and later referred to this as my “Fragmented Self”. Essentially, when life gets tough – the tough run and hide (lol) – or at least I do. When there is trauma, a part of Us splits off. This is coping mechanism and very well known in psychology. It was explained to me that I have to retrieve these fragments in order to become Whole. Some call this soul retrieval. I just call it hard work. lol

 I wrote about it in my blog on July 26, 2011. Here is what I wrote:

At some point, a part of me fragmented away from my self in order to create a me that would survive in this body and do well in life. Unfortunately, the memory of that event is strung out over many years [and lifetimes] and it will take time to regain. But with that memory will come clarity. The clarity is the de-fragmentation of my self. I have already felt the  beginnings of it. Tiny moments of complete and utter calmness and knowingness. It is beautiful. And I intend to get to the point where that calmness and clarity will stay. I intend to reunite myself with myself. I think I am on the right path, too.

All this time I have been retrieving fragments. All this time I have been healing a gaping wound that I have carried with me life after life.

I have experienced the return of these fragments over time. At first I just noticed something was “different” but in recent years I have actually felt these fragments return. These fragments are parts of me on other paths as well – my multidimensional aspects. They shattered and went other directions, into a different “times” or dimension. All of this also involves the collapsing of timelines. It is like all of who I thought I was, who I could be and who I am, is coalescing. As I get more parts, as the pieces come together, I begin to Remember more and this snowballs and more and more parts are returned to Me. It is really a beautiful thing.

Rebirth

In my dreams last night I was preparing for my rebirth. There was much discussion on what was coming. Unfortunately, I recall that the present personality that is in charge was not made fully aware. Thus, I was “sleeping” through much of the conversation. I recall snuggling up inside a sleeping bag while my “class” got on a bus to go on a field trip. There were moments when I tried very hard to wake myself up but the heaviness of sleep kept beckoning and I would ultimately give into it. It was during this “sleep” that the majority of the conversations (negotiations) were taking place. I am told that this is for my own protection as I am not yet ready to fully participate.

Every day I feel a little more of the new me and little less of the old me.

There is a feeling of anticipation along with fear with all of this. Who will I be when this is all over and done with? Also, what do I do then? What will my path be? So many questions arise. Yet at the same time I know that this exchange is ultimately the whole reason for this life and the ones leading up to it. I will be reborn into wholeness.