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Becoming Whole

At around 5pm CST I received the first of several blasts of energy to my heart center. They did not last long, the longest lasting maybe a few minutes.

All this happened when I was watching T.V. and alone. I had the house to myself and was enjoying just being. This is when my attention was suddenly diverted from the T.V. to my left. I swear I felt/heard/sensed someone trying to get my attention. Then came the heart blast. I smiled from ear to ear.

During maybe the third or fourth heart blast I heard very loudly, “Did you miss me?” This shocked me for it seemed to come from within and without at the same time. Usually I can determine a direction and locate where the message is coming from, but this one seemed to originate from within me, from within my very center. Woah.

This startled me to the point that I began to panic a bit. I was reminded to stay out of my mind and when I did that and focused back on my heart the energy there increased and I calmed substantially.

I recognized the voice and the feeling behind it as that of my Companion. So quiet these last few weeks it was/is nice to have communication from him again.

Every once in a while I will convince myself that I am insane and that this entire experience I am having is some kind of psychotic break with reality. This rarely lasts long as I am instantly reminded of the very real experiences I have had and the amazing feeling of love that accompanies them. It is like I am being presented with the decision – to Believe or not to Believe – over and over again. This is what happened last night as I sat alone, overwhelmed once again with what was happening to me. In that moment I was reminded that I created this experience – it is purposeful. I am on a journey of reUnification; a journey to wholeness. And I heard, “We can do this, for We already are.”

We Can Be All Places, All Times

As I continued to try and watch T.V. my attention continued to be diverted to other things. My mind would blank out and I would feel I was receiving communication but there were no words, no images of this communication. I was just a receiving. Then there came an idea that I could choose to be in more than once place at once – that this was my true nature. I Remembered briefly how to do this, how to be in multiple places at once. I do this when I view the future for myself or another. I have done it before, but a limited version of it, one my human mind can accept for to view too many timelines at once can overwhelm the mind and create a break with reality.

I attempted to see the future, or at least one of them, and felt myself to be observing myself and moving through time to a point in the not so distant future. I saw my family arriving and me helping with the baby. Then I shifted to look at present time reality. Where was my family at this moment? I saw them settling into the car and knew they were about 20 minutes away. I saw the inside of the car with clarity and saw my middle son drifting off to sleep.

This is remote viewing and I have done it before. I rarely do it because I have a lack of belief in it caused by not bringing back information that can be proved. I do it sometimes on accident, though, and to my surprise it has been proven. Still I don’t do it often for lack of belief.

I discovered the clarity of my perceptions in remote viewing is increased when I have a psychic bond with the individual(s) I am viewing. This can be done if I have a link to an object or place as well. However, I find it fascinating that I can view the happenings of someone I have never met from a far distance just because there is a strong link between us. It is beautiful but at the same time I feel wrong to do it. I feel I am invading their privacy. Yet I know they also can see/perceive me. For this particular person it happens quite by accident, without any intention on my part. Why? I have no idea but it is so astonishingly clear and makes me smile every time. In my life I have never experienced such a link to anyone, not even my own child.

Becoming Whole

After about an hour or so of on and off heart blasts, I got out the wine. This stopped the heart energy but my third-eye flickered on and off and my Companion did not leave. I could still feel him and still feel he wanted me to focus on the remote viewing “lesson”. Sigh.

I fell asleep quickly and slept deeply (thank you wine!) but awoke at around 5:30am with my Companion very present. I recalled my dreams and remembered what had been occurring through the night. We were together discussing my inability to accept my “other half”. I was reminded that this body is but a shell that I occupy for a short time. In reality I am neither male or female. The dream, which involved a discussion about a man who was undergoing a sex change/gender reassignment was vivid in my mind. How could a man be a woman, too? Yet, that is what we are. We are both. Even in understanding this, my human mind struggled to understand it. How can I be both?

I had flashes of my Companion in his non-human form. In this form he had no gender. He reminded me that We can take on any form we choose. He reminded me again the he is me and I am him. This is so hard for me to digest because I am talking to him, which means then that I am talking to myself. Talk about making a person feel insane.

I am reminded that we are in stasis – We I mean. That We are a Pleiadian Starseed, from the planet Lyra. That We are currently experiencing on Earth to help but also to grow, and that we have been doing this for many hundreds of Earth years. We split in two to do this. He lived and I observed and then vice versa. There is something very special about this lifetime for Us. We will both be in this body. I don’t understand it fully. It is a bit overwhelming and I find myself back at the point where I want him to go away. Of course, he never goes away.

I also know we are now writing Chapter 3.

 

 

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Adviser Adzekiel and the Requiem Room

I asked to project again but knew that a break was needed. My body needed rest as did my mind. So no projections last night.

Adviser Adzekiel 

I was awakened several times last night from children. Each time I had that lovely drowsy feeling that lulls one back into sleep. However, I also have knowing that I had been busy in my sleep and tried to retrieve my dreams as proof. This is when one of my guides interrupted, telling me, “Remember not your dreams but what is behind them.”

During one of my early morning wakings, after just having dream in which I had been at a university receiving my test results, I awoke and once again attempted to retrieve my dreams. I felt the presence of my guide and as soon as I would attempt a retrieval the dream would vanish and the feeling with it. It was very odd but not an unfamiliar experience.

This guide remained ever present and quite big, though not intrusive. His energy was very gentle and not at all dominant. It was as if he were a passive observer but I know better than that. At one point I asked him who he was and he gave me the name, “Adzekiel”. I was not familiar with the name and asked it to be repeated because I didn’t think the “d” should be there. However, that is the name and it was confirmed.

He showed me who he was visually and I was surprised to see a long flowing, white robe. Around his neck he wore a golden sash. I was immediately reminded of an OBE where I met up with several individuals who appeared similar. I could not make out his face but I saw dark hair. I asked where his black robe was because I remembered black. He said, “I can wear black if you like, but I usually wear white.” I got the feeling this is because of his role. I asked if he always appeared male. He said, “We can appear however we choose.” I asked him why he chose male. He answered, “Because you prefer it.” I then asked, “What do you prefer to look like?” Then I saw his image change and his hair became long and blonde and he was very obviously female. I questioned this and he said, “We [all of us] are both male and female.” I knew this already but still it was nice to hear.

I asked what his role is. “Are you on my Council?” He said, “I am part of your ‘Team’ – as you call it.” Trying to figure out exactly what he did and why he was wearing a different color, I asked more questions. In the end it was determined that he was more of an adviser to me than my guides in black. Those in black are involved in my life plan on a daily basis while he is called in at certain times when advisement is needed. He also stated he was an adviser to many others, others not just of my group. He told me, “You will find my name is used by others [channels].” I got the feeling he was a member of the Council, but he avoided this term and used another, which I cannot recall now.

Requiem Room

In my dream I had been in a library-like setting. It had wood walls with tall bookshelves and comfortable seating. I was with a small group of individuals and we were discussing our test results and our classes. The environment and discussion reminded me very much of a university. I had successfully passed my final test for “History” and was progressing to the next class. There was a feeling of relief on my part – like I no longer had to worry about some past pattern repeating. A male student who was part of my group did not receive such great news. I saw his test returned to him with marks indicating areas that needed improvement. I felt very sorry for him and knew he would remain in his class for a while longer.

I asked where we had been and was told it was of no consequence. However, I heard the word, “Requiem” pop into my head straight away and knew we had been in the Requiem Room. I could not understand why the term requiem was being used to describe the room. In my mind it was a piece of music. However, I found that it’s Latin origins indicate that it means “Rest”. This makes perfect sense and is so much better than being told we were in the “Rest Room”. lol 😉

New Level

Adzekiel announced to me that I was moving to “the next level”, whatever that means. As you know, I have heard this before. I move to another level often it seems. The “briefing” I received after this announcement came in the form of me “feeling” the information and interpreting that feeling with my mind.

My dream was first to be “felt” out. I was again instructed to not focus on the dream but to Remember what was behind the dream. It was easier than I realized and I knew what my “Test” was and why I passed it. Apparently, the feelings and urges I had pertaining to finances and needing a job were part of this test. I had an overwhelming knowingness that these feelings were old patterns being released, some mine and some the “groups” (world’s). Also, my actions were being observed. Would I resist and ignore my “instructions”? Or would I give into them? I did resist, somewhat, but ultimately I was open to finding work and did search many times for it. However, none ever felt right. So this was the test that I passed.

With this understanding I felt something had shifted and I no longer needed to find work. My husband would have advances in his work (he has been very unhappy) and my focus could remain on my spiritual journey. Yay!! Writing is the focus and I have been asked if I would be open to writing a book. I am, since I have already written one, but no further instructions have been given. There was a nudge from Adzekiel at this time to proceed with creating a new blog outlining my walk-in experiences. I felt this nudge strongly and was told this would be “foundation work”. He told me, “There will be many walk-ins”. I have little time – less than 7 months – for the plan is for great change is to happen around my 40th birthday and they pertain to the walk-in. Woah.

I knew the male class member in my dream had not been completely successful. I felt he was close to me but not “family” and learned quickly that my classmates and I were not part of the same soul family. There were two men and three woman, including me, in our small class. Classes are organized and dispersed often and members are picked based upon the similarity of need. My soul family may or may not be included depending on their need/level. Interesting!

 

 

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The Rest of It

Now that I have time, I will post the rest (that I can remember).

I was wide awake and it was 4:30am. By this time I had been speaking with the Beings for a good hour and there was so much energy coursing through me that I began to think I would not fall to sleep. Then it dawned on me to ask, so I did. “Please help me go back to sleep.” Within minutes I was hit with the heaviness that signaled sleep and not long after entered into semi-lucid and lucid dream states.

Dream: Letter from Lisa

Most of this dream is lost to me now. In it I was presented with a letter. It was typed and had many, many paragraphs. It was signed simply, “Lisa.”

I recall hearing a woman reading me the letter. It was a letter about adjusting to life in a physical body. It was very detailed to include incubation and assimilation. I remember not liking those terms. Apparently I am “assimilating”.

The letter was about this woman’s personal experience assimilating to the human physical body. She had been in it for 15 years and was still struggling to adapt and make adjustments. The information in the letter was very scientific in some ways, almost like a report. I remember thinking that she was much older than 15 years old and recognizing she was a walk-in.

I became lucid toward the end and that is when I saw the signature at the bottom – Lisa. I wondered if I knew her.

Lucid Dream: Conversation with Barbara

In this dream I had an in-depth conversation with a woman named Barbara. I called her by her name several times and I remember her to be older than me, maybe in her 50s. I also remember auburn hair but I cannot recall her face.

We were conversing about raising children, specifically about routine. She asked me, “You don’t put them to bed when they aren’t tired do you?” I responded, “Yeah I do. When they are asleep is one of the only times I get to be alone!” She implied that routine was not good. This is the opposite of what I was taught. Children thrive on routine. It acts as a stabilizing influence and helps them feel safe. Yet this woman was adamant that routine was against our true nature and was part of the reason we get stuck in a rut (routine). I remember quoting different psychologists and discussing behaviorism, social psychology, ABA (Applied Behavior Analysis) and many other related topics. We did not argue, we had a very good conversation and I awoke from it still hearing her voice and feeling an affinity for this woman, Barbara. Now I wonder now if maybe she was on to something. I don’t know how many times I have cursed myself for getting too comfortable with my routines. They have a tendency to box a person in.

The In-Between

Between dreams I was in the in-between. For those of you not familiar with what this space is, I was told it is a place where “past, present and future exist at the same time”. In other words, it is between time. However, what it feels like to me is being in a very deeply relaxed state where my mind is receptive to communication with my guides, Spirit, and apparently ETs. I am usually aware of being both in my body and above it at the same time. It is often devoid of color, like a blank slate, but communication comes both in words and vivid visions that play behind my eyelids like real-time movies. Sometimes I get pulled into these visions and my perceptions turn on as if I am awake and from here I can easily go OOB. Other times I remain an observer.

Simply put, the in-between is accessed via the trance state. I don’t know how many of you can go there, but for me it is my Home away from Home and I go there every day/night. Sometimes I am “called” there and am instantly there.

When I was in-between with the three Beings they were just out of my line of sight as if they did not want me to see them. Instead I could only feel and sense them. I knew they were E.T.s by their energy and flashes of the little gray men from movies and pictures kept coming to mind. I don’t know how I feel about that, really.

Their communication with me was both in words and visions. However, I was told several times by them, “Your vocabulary is insufficient for our purposes.” LOL

You may wonder why I don’t just get up and channel when these kinds of experience happen to me. Believe me, I wanted to, but I have found that if I get up, the movement of my physical body breaks the trance state and then disrupts the flow of information. Once that flow is disrupted I never know if I will be able to resume the communication at the same level. So I am stuck having to decide: 1. Stay and get tons of information but risk losing half of it because my brain won’t be able to retain it all. or 2. Get up and write down everything I can remember up to that point and risk not receiving anymore information. Sometimes I am lucky and the information keeps coming because I am wide open. I can tell when these times are and last night was not one of those times. So I chose to stay in the in-between and thus forgot half of what I was told. I’m sorry. I will try to do better next time.

Other Messages Tidbits

I was not alone on the craft I visited. I can’t remember who was with me – sorry. However, I did wonder where all the men were. It seemed to be oddly female dominated. I was told there are more females than men who are going through this “process”. This was done purposefully because of the receptivity of the female body/brain/organism. Not that we are “superior” necessarily but that it offers a better probability for success. I don’t understand everything they told me but my understanding is that men are prone to ignore or completely miss the messages that come through. Interesting. So hey, if you are a man and on this journey – congrats! You have beat the odds!! 😉

I am told I am receiving adjustments on board a craft of some kind two to three times a week. Talk about shock to me! Then I remembered a dream I had the night before last which I assumed was not worth mentioning on my blog. I will just say there were triplets in it. No coincidence.

Finally, I had high knowingness that I was going to begin to Remember more….again. So will my soul family. And we will continue to Remember each other. I’m not sure how I feel about this. I am still processing the last round of Remembering and trust me it was quite an eye-opener. I will never be the same. If one round of major Remembering can do that, what will the next one do? I shudder to think but apparently I passed the point of no return a long, long time ago.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Dream: Interventionist

Guess what? I actually woke up in a pretty descent mood! This was despite being woken at 5:30 (again) and then having my entire household up just fifteen minutes later when my husband decided to go for an early morning run in the cold (yeah he’s crazy and preparing for the Austin Marathon).

Why am I in a good mood? Progress is being made and I was allowed to glimpse a smidgen of it. This is not just my progress either.

Dream: Interventionist

I was at work feeling a bit unnatural in the environment. I am not sure what this environment was, but I recall a close friend of mine being there with me and she was panicking about some abrupt change to her life. I was attempting to console her but she was in a hurry to leave, as was I. We were both being called to a meeting.

I couldn’t find my shoes and searched for them. I was not frantic, though, but very calm in a casual way. I located my shoes – two small, black dress flats with tiny bows on the toes.

The next few sections of the dream all blur together but I recall being with a fairly large group of maybe 10 or 12 people. I recall doing my “work” which appeared to be counseling. The specific memory I had was of helping a girl whose parents were beside themselves over a health crisis in their family. Their son, the girl’s older brother, was having surgery to correct a congenital heart defect. As a result of the stress, the parents were not very nice to the little girl. In some cases outright mean. She could not understand and was very upset and confused. She was one of my assignments and so I reached out to her, telling her to hold her parents in her heart because they were worried about losing her brother and to ignore their harsh comments. I remember that when I spoke to the girl she was floating about two feet off the ground in front of me. It was like she was Spirit but I know better. In fact, I think she was likely dreaming and I was guiding her from the Spirit side. I remember that when she realized why her parents were so nasty that she smiled and was much comforted.

After this crisis episode I was told I was being promoted. I had not been working long at my current job so this surprised me. I was asked if I would accept a promotion and I said I would. I was told I was being promoted to Interventionist. I don’t remember having much of an opinion of it but I do recall that the reassignment meant I would have to move.

Then I was in an apartment with my roommates preparing to move out. My roommates constituted my main group but there were many more other groups we associated with. I remember that my promotion was considered a big deal to my group because I had not been at my previous position very long and already had been moved “up”.

As I was preparing to leave I visited another group next door. When I went inside it was a very large conference room rather than an apartment. Everyone was sitting at long tables and conversing. When I went inside I felt bad because I had not visited in a while. I apologized and one woman said, “That’s okay. You’ve been very busy.”

I spoke with many, many people, asking them about their new assignments. Most kept their assignments but were sent to a different location. I recall they were going to locations where there was great need. Most all were going in directions they hadn’t anticipated. I saw several shocked faces.

There was an older lady who was not very attractive. She had a huge smile and was quite wrinkly. I remember she wore glasses attached to an eye glass chain. She approached me with open arms and was very, very excited to see me. She hugged me and I hugged her back but was a bit confused as I did not recognize her. She said to me, “I am so happy to see you! I love you so much! I have loved you from the moment I first saw you!” With her words came a visual that we had met many lifetimes ago. She then kissed me firmly on the lips. I didn’t know what to think. Was this woman for real? lol

At the end of the dream a woman opened up her letter of assignment and it said she was to be a member of City Council. I applauded her and everyone joined in. It was a rare event to be given such an assignment.

crossroadsReflection

So why the good mood? I am not really sure. Maybe it is just because I feel progress is being made? Or maybe because I finally know my assignment?

The title of Interventionist is not unfamiliar to me. I have been perusing local school websites for counseling jobs just to see what is out there and “feel out” various positions. So far everything has disagreed with me. However, the title of Interventionist frequently pops up. In a school setting they intervene in situations when resolution has not been reached by other means and work with both sides to find a solution. They are considered experts in their area. In a school setting most are in Special Education (not my area at all).

I do not think the title given in the dream is necessarily a job I will “find” or “obtain” here in the physical. It is likely a job on the spiritual side. However, it could be in the physical as well. It could be Spiritual Crisis Intervention. When I consider this line of work my heart chakra, which has seemed dead for a while now, wakes up. Hmmm.

Based upon the dream, others are also receiving or about to receive their new assignments. This is a good thing even though, for some, it may seem completely out of sync with what they had “planned” on doing. Plans change for a reason. It is important to trust you are being sent in the direction where you are most needed.

 

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Dream: Finding True North

The question I had asked about the pole confusion in my dream was answered in the following dream.

Dream: Finding  True North

 

In this dream I was in the water with a bunch of classmates and we were retrieving rocks from the sea floor. I remember selecting a few that were pretty and two large completely clear cubes.

When we brought them to the surface we gave them to our teacher who was a scientist of great renown. I never saw this teacher but heard about him.

At this point the scene shifted and I was inside my mom’s house in her bedroom and in her bed. I was very tired and struggled to keep my eyes open.

I knew there had been a wedding and guests were still present. A woman came into the bedroom and snuggled up next to me. I assumed she was one of the guests.

I turned to look at her but did not recognize her at all. She had long, flowing dirty blonde hair and was a bit chubby. She appeared to be fairly young but she had been crying so it was hard to tell. I asked her why she was crying and she said, “You didn’t help me.” I tried to tell her that I would have helped had I known she needed it but she would not listen.

Then I was back with my classmates discussing the rocks we picked up. We continued the discussion of the warring nations of a long forgotten Earth (my last dream). The rocks were to be carved into pendants. The two crystal cubes I found were especially special. I inspected one for some time. I don’t remember now why they were special.

Then I noticed one of my guides standing in the shadows. He was holding in his hand one of the pendants made from a mineral or rock whose name now eludes me. I remember discussing the name at length, too! Anyway, he showed me this pendant made from this mineral. It was red with splotches of a dark brown on it and very pretty. It had been cut extremely thin and was quite beautiful. He put the pendant on the necklace and then said, “Look. What happens?” He put the necklace onto something I could not see so that it hung down like a pendulum. The pendulum began to swing on its own in very wide, clockwise circles.

I knew instantly what was happening. “It is pointing to True North” I said.

Dream: Prison

I was then in a totally different scene. I was inside what appeared to be a large communal area but it was obvious right away that it was a prison.

I was sitting at a table with a girl who was trying to do an easy algebra problem. I knew she could solve it and encouraged her to teach the others how to do it. She refused and ran away, nervous to stand in front of everyone. I decided to teach them because, well, that is what I do and I had no fear of any of it.

I began to show them but most had no knowledge of the basic algebraic rules (negative plus negative equals positive and other rules). I remember looking for a textbook to show them but none was available. The other inmates began to lose interest because they did not have the background knowledge needed to keep up with my lesson. I saw them gather into small groups.

I remember giving up and going to the tall, chain link fence that surrounded the prion. It was at least 10 feet tall, maybe higher. I kicked it a few times. It made a strange noise and I knew it was electrified.

Then I went to sit next to one of the inmates, an older man. I remember being in a very chipper mood. He had a bowl of oatmeal in front of him and I grabbed his spoon. He looked at me like, “What are you doing?” I said, “Oh, I’m sorry, can I borrow your spoon?” I put the spoon back because he looked annoyed. Then he just got up and walked away leaving me there all alone.

I went up to another inmate, a woman. Still very happy, I attempted to start a conversation with her. She ignored me.

Suddenly I felt very, very alone and sad. I turned around and began to sob into my hands. My thoughts were, “Nobody is listening to me. I just want someone to talk to. I feel so alone.” I felt hands on both my shoulders that pulled me into an embrace. I cried so hard it woke me up.

I continued to cry after waking. This song was going through my head, specifically the part “killing me softly”:

Talk with my Guide

After crying for a little while I asked my guide, “Why is this [emotional release] happening again?” He said to me, “You are listening.” It didn’t help.

Then all my dreams from the night came together and I knew that I had been following a false north. I knew that I was suppose to be doing what I had been doing in the prison dream. This is not necessarily being a “teacher”, but sharing my knowledge, my Light. Like in the dream, though, not everyone is ready for it and most do not have the background knowledge needed for my lessons to make sense. They are not ready.

I was told, “Those who are ready will listen.” But it seems like no one is listening, like no one is ready. I was reassured that some are listening. “Your job is to share your Light, your experiences. You teach to those ready to learn.” This didn’t make me feel any better. I feel like an utter failure, like no one is ready. On top of all that, what I am, what I “teach”, only makes me that much more separate from everyone else. Thus, I feel utterly and painfully alone. No amount of trying to fit in will eliminate that loneliness. I am stuck with it.

I remember Jeb had told me he would make me feel better. This is a weird way to go about it.

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Dream: Pole Confusion

Last night I was talking with two of my guides – John and Jeb. I was hysterically laughing at Jeb and his yelling tactics to get my attention. They were both more serious than usual and it just made me laugh at the irony of it. I told Jeb, “Aren’t I the serious one?” and he replied, “You are serious about all the wrong things” and he conveyed my tendency to get overly serious about mundane issues rather than my purpose for being here. He relayed to me that I should be serious about “sharing and spreading my/the Light” and not the other things.

We had a longer conversation, but I will spare you the details. Let’s just say I was way humbled by the end of it and agreeable to “listening” more closely to my guidance.

The last thing he told me was that they would help cheer me up so that I woke up in a better mood.

Dream: Pole Confusion

I had one of those dreams that lasted most of the night. I would wake up and when I would return to sleep it continued.

In the dream I was in the distant, distant Earth past. The continents did not resemble anything of today. The first thing I noticed was there was way more water and less land visible. The land that was visible was very green and lush – tropical almost.

I witnessed the interactions of two nations. One was much more reasonable than the other. The unreasonable one was called “Georgia”. I was shown how much progress Georgia had made. I saw they had built sea walls to protect from hurricanes and tsunamis. The weather was much more unpredictable back then. I saw they also had an intricate canal system. They used the abundance of water to their advantage – transportation, agriculture, electricity (but this is the wrong word – they used another form of power there is no name for in our vocabulary) – everything was linked to water. I saw their location as being in the southern U.S., like far south Texas, but I believe this may have been my mind trying to make sense of everything. The continent that it would be on today would mostly have been under water. If it were the U.S., all but a few states would be visible.

There was a “war” on-going between Georgia and the other nation which was located far to the south and across a vast ocean. The disagreements were mostly over who controlled the ocean. The southern nation was more into negotiations while Georgia was more about taking action. Georgia kept attacking the other nation.

I was talking with a guide as I watched and learned. The other nation was concerned because they knew Georgia was oblivious to the changes occurring on Earth. The poles had completely changed places – North was now South. Yet Georgia did not realize this and so were “turned around”. All hopes to ever save Georgia were lost.

Reflection

When I awoke from this dream I remembered names of the people involved. I was even spelling them as they were foreign sounding to me. All I recall now is that they had “on” on the ends of the names. There was a name I heard that did not have this, though – Ira – but it sounded like “Ear-ra”. Another thing that was interesting is that both nations had female leaders. In fact it was a matriarchal world.

I don’t know if this dream was of an actual time or a fictitious one. It felt very real – like this place and time existed somewhere. It could be that I visited another timeline or that I actually traveled very far back in Earth’s history.

I had a question prior to returning to sleep. What was the deal about the poles switching? Why was this important for me to see/know?

Picture credit: Map of the USA during the Late Devonian Period.

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Lucid Dream: Irish Blacksmith

This lucid dream occurred immediately after the OBE about the blizzard. I believe I was being shown a past life with my guide, Jeb.

Lucid to OBE: Irish Blacksmith

Not long after my OBE, I fell into the in-between and a lucid dream state.

My husband and I had just traveled a long distance by carriage to his new place of employment. We entered an establishment which was to be his new place of employment. When we entered I was immediately taken by the immaculate condition of the place. The dark wood floors were almost shiny they were so clean and the space was very open and neat. It was not what I had expected at all.

The owner, my husband’s new boss, greeted me first. We embraced, which I feel was a tradition and he kissed me on either side of the face very gently. I withdrew and stood back to allow my husband his proper space. There was a feeling that my place was always in the background and I would only speak when spoken to. I happily took on this role. There was absolutely no resentment.

I recall how very short the owner, an Irish blacksmith, was. He was about my height, which I suppose meant he was approximately 5’5″ or less in height. He was very brawny and muscular and clean shaven. His eyes sparkled. I was not attracted to him but watched him with respect. He was a great man and my husband was lucky to have been chosen to work with him.

I remember him asking me about our long journey. I responded that it had been well but I was tired. I remember speaking very softly. How different I was compared to this life!

I knew the year was in the early 1800’s, but I am not sure when exactly. I am also not sure if we were in the U.S. or Ireland.

I woke soon after quite amazed at how clear the life memory was.

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Lucid to OBE: I’m Here to….

I had a brief lucid dream turned OBE prior to the blizzard OBE.

Lucid to OBE: I’m Here to….

I was inside a nice, Victorian Era home with a woman. She had dark hair and was wearing a flamingo dress. She began to dance and invited me to participate. I took her hand and we swirled around, dancing together and I remember voluntarily letting down all barriers towards her. One barrier was that I was a woman and so was she and it felt as if we were partners. I had been resistant to that and thought, “I don’t care if we are both women.” This was very freeing and added to the joy I felt while dancing with her.

While dancing I became fully lucid. When this happened I shifted scenes immediately and was outside bent over on my hands and knees staring at pavement. I could see my hands clearly and was looking down at them in fascination, knowing I was OOB and fully aware. I remember saying aloud, “I am here to ……..” I want to say “experience” but I know that is not the right word. The word eludes me now. It is an “e” word, though. I will let you know if I remember it.

As I looked at my hand, I saw there was a tiny pebble in the center of it. I was fascinated by it and knew what I was experiencing was very important. I had to remember this. The last time I saw a pebble was in this experience in 2013.

I felt a presence behind me and turned to see who it was. An old man came and sat down against the building I was near. He looked at me and smiled. He shifted from being old to being young. It was like he was two images in one – the younger version and the older version superimposed. He said to me, “I’m in group, too.” I began to stand up and ask him, “What group?” but my connection to astral lessened and I was pulled back into my body. The last thing I was thinking about was the “group” he was referring to. Was he is my soul group? Or are we in some kind of group therapy? That latter makes me laugh a bit. I probably am in therapy! lol

Edit: Today at the gym an older gentleman spoke to me at the beginning of my workout and then said goodbye to me as I was leaving. When I saw him on the way out it reminded me of this OBE. He looked exactly like the old man! 

I remembered the word. It is Explore. I am here to explore. 🙂

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Lucid Dream: Entering the Spiral

I was observing a group of primitive humans. I believe I was also acting as a guide to one of them because I took particular interest in one young human. The issue that continued to repeat in this and other human lives that I observed was bothering me. I remember telling the one I was following after one of his deaths, “You can’t just kill everyone you get angry at.” It really bothered me to watch them kill each other over the smallest things. Emotion just took over and they seemed unable to control it. I could not understand no matter how hard I tried and my guidance seemed not to work.

I watched as generation after generation continued on this downward spiral. I saw groups slaughter each other over pointless things – women, territory, food, sport. None of it made sense to me and I begged my own guides to help me understand. They suggested that I enter into a human life to gain this understanding. This was, they said, the only real way that understanding of such things could be gotten. Otherwise, I would only know that which could be learned by an observer and semi-participant (guide).

There was a great moment coming in the history of man, one in which man could choose to depart from their violent ways and learn how to get along, create lasting communities and live in peace. I was told this was the best time for me to go – I would learn what I wanted to learn while also assisting in this shift toward a better Earth and mankind. I agreed wholeheartedly.

This is when I became lucid. I saw the last of the great wars that occurred prior to the shift. I saw a battle but it was in symbols. The symbols were different types of seeds being tossed at one another. The seed that was most prevalent was spear grass. I remember feeling very upset when I saw this. I screamed, “It is too early to harvest them!” This was in reference to the people of Earth.

Then I was sucked inside a tunnel-like shaft that went deep underground. I had no body. I was just light and I was in the middle of a spiral shaft that seemed not to have a beginning or an end. When I was inside this spiral shaft it was flooded with mud and water. I remember thinking the water was a good thing, that this spiral needed to be cleansed.

Reflection

I awoke at this time and knew I had been discussing why I came to Earth, and more importantly, when. The humans I saw were very primitive in their ways, but they looked like modern humans. The one I was observing and guiding had long, flowing medium blonde hair and looked very Grecian – very toned and muscular. The feeling I had when I chose to come help in physical form was that I could do more if I were in the physical than had been able to in Spirit.

The spiral I entered feels like the karmic wheel, or cycle. I knew upon waking that I had chosen somewhere along the way to marry and have children and that this thrust me into the karmic cycle and the “spiral”. I recall briefly being shown that just marrying and having children is not the only way to create karma. There was something else, but I cannot recall now what it was. I just know that I am where I am now all because I felt an intense urge to help.

Photo credit: Lady Bird Johnson Wildflower Center, Austin, Texas

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Memory: Twisted Love

I had a memory resurface from last night.

In the memory, I am alone with a man. I do not know him personally here in the physical but the feeling was that we have been “forever together”. I can’t see what he looks like in my memory. There is only the silhouette of a man who is taller than me. I remember dark hair, I think, but this is also hard to recall. When I try to remember all I see is a dark blur where his face should be. 😦

I ran to him, excited and out of breath over something I had just learned. I remember thinking how dense I have been to not have realized it sooner. I said a whole string of things to him that made perfect sense to me, but now I can’t remember even one of the words I said. There only remains a feeling. Ultimately, though, the lesson I learned was recognizing where jealousy comes from and why I had been so horribly jealous when it concerned him.

At the time, I remember that it was the feeling or vibration of jealousy that caused me to have the “ah-ha” moment. I recognized the jealousy vibration was the same as the love vibration. The source was the same. The difference was that jealousy is love twisted by fear – fear of loss of love. The jealousy is equally proportionate to the love. So, if one loves at the highest intensity, then the jealousy felt would reverberate back at an equal intensity. It is the same with other “negative” emotions. They all originate as love but fear twists them into something altogether different.

That is the end of the memory. I remembered it while shopping at the grocery store with my kids. It was just there and I thought it odd that it would come to me at such a mundane life moment.

After processing the memory I knew the memory was a reflection of a part of myself I avoid in the physical because of the intensity of the emotion of jealousy. I have felt it in this lifetime once and I never want to revisit it. I turned into some kind of obsessed idiot and did not like myself at all. Now that particular relationship was completely of the lower chakras. I did not love the man, I lusted after him. We were drawn together like magnets, though, and it was a very uncomfortable experience when we were apart – for both of us. I told Steven afterwards, “I don’t want to ever do that again. It’s not worth it.”  I suspect this lesson was not completely learned – that it was a “warm-up” of sorts. So the memory seemed to be a reminder that my green-eyed alter-ego still lurks in the shadows.

There was something else I brought back with that memory. I realized this jealousy issue is part of why I am not ready for an intense, heart-connected relationship. Yet there was also a feeling that I am being prepared for just that.