Category Archives: Dreams

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Spiritual Loneliness

The energy surges are taking a toll on me. It started out as a high and then yesterday sent me into a restless numbness. I began to see my life as not my own again, but this time it was not in forgetfulness or lacking of emotion. No, this time it was a complete rejection of my life. It screamed, “This isn’t me! This isn’t my family!”

What is ironic about it is that yesterday my husband was gone all day and I had all three of my children at home with me. Since they are so young, I avoid driving places when I am alone with all three. So, we were home all day to figure out what to do with ourselves. I felt completely unmotivated and disinterested in doing anything. I was, in effect, a sloth-person. lol

The numbness bothered me so much that when my husband got home I searched the house up and down for something alcoholic. Anything. Unfortunately, all we had was scotch whiskey (yuck!). Thankfully, I was able to mix up a cocktail and have a drink despite my hating the taste of whiskey. I made one for my husband, too, but we drank them separately.

By this point I was so agitated (not sure why) that I became defiant. I got angry at this spiritual path I am on. I blamed it for how I was currently feeling and wanted the “transformation” to be done and over with. Of course, I had to show that I was in control, so out came the cigarettes my husband bought me months ago after I quit. I had one but nearly choked on the taste and nastiness of it. But I continued defiantly to smoke it until I could not longer bear the taste.

Thankfully by this time the drink had done its job and I was feeling calmer. I no longer cared one way or the other, transformation or not, and went to bed early.

Dream: Under the Bridge 

I had many dreams last night, but only one stands out to me now because of the message it brings.

I was in my Mom’s house in her bedroom laying next to my husband in her bed (I know weird). He was being flirtatious. I suggested we get a fishing pole and went and got one out of the garage. I put the hook where it wouldn’t hurt us and went back into the bedroom.

My middle son was there tagging along and my other two came out of nowhere and soon I had all of them surrounding me. I gave the fishing pole to my husband and retreated, feeling suffocated by their demanding energy. I retreated into what once was my old bedroom growing up and lay down on the waterbed (yeah I had one of those in my teens).

There was a small t.v. set by the bed on a table. It was on so I hit the power button to turn it off. It was one of those older versions, silver and heavy with large knobs on the left hand side. Then the t.v. turned on on its own and showed a green reboot screen. I was upset. Why did it turn back on?? I just wanted to sleep and here it was turning on! Not only that but it was playing music!

I tried to turn it back off but it wouldn’t respond. The t.v. turned computer was rebooting. That was when I noticed the song:

Well, I don’t ever wanna feel like I did that day
Take me to the place I love, take me all the way
I don’t ever wanna feel like I did that day
Take me to the place I love, take me all the way
Yeah, yeah, yeah

I recognized the song. It was a song I use to love in high school. Red Hot Chili Peppers, Under the Bridge.

This woke me up. I looked at the clock: 5:30am. Talk about getting upset. I am so tired of waking up early for “talks”, especially after the previous day.

Spiritual Loneliness

After some prompting, I settled into my heart space and calmed a bit. It was then easy for me to see that I had slipped out of this space the previous day and the Ego had gained ground. But it was so easy to resolve that.

The first message I got was, “We must remove the negativity”. My answer was,”Good luck. I have been negative my whole life”. I saw then what looked like steam rising off my aura, but knew it was the a release from my heart chakra. So this is what is happening? Great.

A question was asked of me, “How can one be so lonely when surrounded by a family that loves them?”

I did not want to go there. To the place of loneliness. Yet I knew instantly this was my problem. I am lonely. I have been lonely my whole life. Lonely for my family. I miss them.

There was no emotional release just a request to go Home. Of course, I got, “You know you can’t. You have work to do”.

I then saw a long, hand written letter in front of my eyes. It hurt my heart to see it and I had a great longing rise up from within. I read the first line: I am sorry, brother, that we can’t be together right now….” But my conscious mind interfered and I could not read the rest. The loneliness turned to grief turned to disappointment.

I believe a reUnion occurred at some level. It is clear to me now that this reUnion has been difficult for me to process on this side.  From the heart this memory is less upsetting, though there is still a reaction. The longing is so strong in the heart that I avoided it and so it was not allowed to process. I have to process it somehow. When I try, all it does is remind me of what I don’t have and what I am suppose to do.

There is memory that we (my family) chose Earth families and relationships with souls we are not as connected with – like second or third cousins. We did this on purpose. We knew it would be a lonely path. We knew it would be difficult for us. Why am I so courageous there and so cowardly here?

Remembering is not always pleasant that is for sure.

 

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Shifting into 5D: What it Looks Like

I have so much to share with you all this morning! However, I am unsure how to format all of the information I received. I feel about ready to explode from what I have Remembered!

I am told to start slow so here it goes.

Shifting into 5D: What it Looks Like

Without going into my specific experiences which would be rather lengthy, I will break it down for you.

I am being allowed to glimpse my progression from 3D to 5D. Though far from complete, it is manifesting in me certain “symptoms” for lack of a better word.

Enforced Amnesia

For lack of a better description, enforced amnesia is a phenomenon I am experiencing and have been experiencing for some time now. It is escalating in intensity and becoming quite confusing to me. I experience it like this:

  • Lost dreams and conversations from dream-time. It is like they are plucked from my mind as soon as I recognize they are there. I am then left with complete amnesia. There is no way to locate even a smidgen of what was there. When it first happened it scared me and left me disoriented. Now it is not as disruptive and only causes me to feel disappointment for the loss.
  • Sudden loss of memory and connection to my current life. Usually memory is accessible but as soon as I try to locate what anchors me to this life (emotions which sustain and connect me to relationships within this lifetime) it seems inaccessible. This often startles me but this is immediately calmed by an inner Knowing.
  • Not recognizing myself when I look in the mirror. This is sporadic and accompanied by a feeling of being a stranger in my own life. I At the same time I am fascinated by my “new” face and inspect it with a new appreciation. This has only happened twice so far (thankfully).

I am told that the amnesia is the result of a change in frequency. My human brain is unable to process this frequency as of now and so the amnesia is the result. It is like tuning into a radio station using old, outdated equipment. My brain is in the process of being upgraded but this takes time and until then these amnesiac episodes will continue.

Shifting Timelines

As a result of moving into 5D I have gained the ability to shift into different timelines. Though this is a new phenomenon to my human consciousness, I am told this is nothing new and quite accessible to anyone who has reached this frequency level.

In fact, shifting into these different timelines is in essence what it means to shift into 5D.

Thus far, I have not retained memory of doing this but have instead been reminded and shown in visions (like a return of memory) by my  Companion Traveler. This new form of accessing memory is what I have been told will be my norm until the necessary upgrades to my physical body have been completed. My Companion is my direct link to 5D until I can establish it on my own.

Here is the process of shifting timelines and accessing 5D as I was shown:

A Link is established – I was shown several steps. The first is establishing a link. This was shown to me as a type of consciousness “jump” in which I shed layers of energy. It appears like shedding skin or taking off layers of clothing.

Travel to Relay Stations – This is hard to explain and really does not transfer well to human consciousness. However, the way I interpret it is travel to a spiritual hub where there is a group awareness of consciousness. When I arrive I link in to the consciousness, finding similar vibrations to my own and then move out from this hub towards a group destination. It appears like a massive, swirling, ball of colors and energy. There are lines of different colors – pink, blue, green, yellow, white – all swirling together in a great energy ball. These colors then stretch out along energy lines across space and time. These are like highways on which we travel. We are tuned into our specific “road” and so do not go off course.

Destination -From the Relay Station one moves onto other destinations. Some will have just one while others will go to multiples destinations. These destinations appear like balls of consciousness until one “arrives”. Once there, these consciousness swirls condense and separate into specific “locations” from which the individuals focus on their assigned task(s). I am told that these locations are the “vessels” or ships as identified by many who have brought back memories of their journeys to these destinations. The human brain cannot comprehend the experience and thus translates it into something identifiable and familiar.

Share to Expand Understanding

I was told that I am allowed to bear witness to my own transformation in order to help expand understanding of what it means to shift into 5D. There are many channeled messages out there which vaguely define 5D, yet there are not many actual accounts of experiences of such transformation. I am being allowed access to what, for most, is  behind-the-scenes information. Many, many are going through this transformation but are not consciously aware of the specifics of the process. They know the generalities and the impressions and images left in their human consciousness. I was shown that the “ships” or “space craft” are such impressions. These are not actual physical objects in space.

What I am being allowed to retain is the experience of my multi-dimensional self and the multiple timelines that exist. It is quite amazing and extraordinary. I was told much of it is beyond the reach of my limited human mind in understanding at this time. This makes me wonder if it will be something within my grasp at a later date. I guess we will see.

I will share my specific experience from last night in my next post.

 

 

 

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Message: Reassignment – Ashtar Mothership in Saturn’s Rings

I attended a company Christmas party last night hosted by my husband’s boss. Normally I don’t go to such events but I promised my husband I would. As is normal for me, the large number of people along with the fact that they were consuming alcohol, caused my energy alarm to go off.

I ended up sticking close to my children and away from the crowd in order to cope. When I did this it helped immensely and I found I was able to protect my energy. What is funny is that the more drunk the crowd got, the easier it got for me. It is like once they got tipsy the group energy stabilized and thus allowed me to lower my energy defenses somewhat. I still kept my distance, though.

Toward the end I accepted a rum and coke from a friend. I didn’t drink it all but got reprimanded by my Companion for drinking it. He said, “We must keep this vehicle pure by not introducing toxic substances”. I saw a visual of my liver and understood. Though just a small amount, alcohol can dramatically shift one’s energy. I could see the diversion of energy into channels surrounding the liver while my body was processing the alcohol.

Dream: New Assignment

I struggled to sleep (not surprising after alcohol intake) and when I did sleep it was deep and restful with few dreams. However, this morning I awoke in the early morning feeling “alerted” to something. At the same time my crown chakra was buzzing.

I returned to sleep and had a dream where I entered a classroom full of high school students. I had no idea where I was but knew I was a “new” teacher at this large school. I remember another teacher came in and took over the class, allowing me to help students individually. I felt like the “co-teacher” or “assistant”.

While I was helping a student a female teacher entered the room and confronted me. “Who are you? Are you new here?” I told her I was. She began to tease me in a nice way, laughing and trying to be friendly. She invited me to lunch and I declined, feeling a bit out of my element.

There were two male teachers there as well. They also teased me, making remarks one would make to a newcomer. All was in fun and none taken the wrong way by me.

I could not for the life of me remember why I was there or where I came from. I went into the halls to find the administration and figure out how I got there and where I was. The halls did not resemble a school, though, and I wandered to a waiting area where others sat on comfy couches. I went to the front desk and was told to “Take a number”. I reached for a number but had thick gloves on so it slipped, but it was the number 8.

Then I ended up going to lunch with some others and had a dream within a dream of encountering a dark black wall which I climbed to the top of. It was nasty, like made of sludge. When I got back they had already called my number and I was told I had to draw another one. I showed them my number 8 and they accepted it. I then asked where I was and saw a planet hologram floating in front of me. It was large and resembled Earth but had a very large, dark spot on it similar to Jupiter’s spot only black or dark gray. I got confused as memory tried to surface. I recalled this planet clearly for a moment and then the memory vanished.

Message: Reassignment

When I woke I questioned the dream I had and what was going on. There came into my mind the image of symbols on a gray metal-like surface. I recognized it instantly as a ship and the symbols were familiar. I somehow knew this was not my Home ship so I asked where it was. I saw a planet with numerous rings around it and knew it was Saturn. I saw that the ship I had visited hid inside the rings, becoming a part of them so as to not be detected. I also heard, “Ashtar” which I instantly tossed from my mind assuming it was just my conscious mind interfering.

I thought I was done but more information came. The dark spot I saw on the planet in my dream was symbolic of the “dark”. I understood “dark” to mean negative energy but really it is the “misuse of energy”. The dark spot was over a specific region of Earth and I wish I could remember it better but I want to say it covered all of North American and part of Central America. I don’t know if there are more dark spots (likely) but this was the area I was shown. This is the area where I am located so it makes sense that I was shown this.

It appears that I have been “reassigned” and so was being introduced to a new “crew”. When I questioned this I was told it is a “ground crew”. “We spend most of our time on the surface” was the response I received to what this ground crew is. My dream was symbolic of my introduction to my new crew and new assignment.

There is also a faint memory of an individual, a man, who came forward to introduce himself. He presented to me a hand-written message which promptly disappeared as soon as I tried to focus on it. He was speaking as I read it so I was able to hear him say, “I am…...52“.

Because I was told this ship resides within the rings of Saturn as it observes Earth, I was curious if anyone else had received this information. I found an article that confirmed my suspicions almost right away. I also looked up Ashtar but I don’t know how I feel about it yet. Something about the information I read does not resonate with me so I am inclined to distance myself from this link until it does resonate. Perhaps the reason it doesn’t resonate is because this is “new” territory for me.

For those of you who don’t normally follow my blog, you should know that I do not seek out information via books or the internet unless I am led to do so. Therefore, I do not have background information on Ashtar or motherships in Saturn’s rings. I have in fact never considered the rings of Saturn to be anything other than a debris field.

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Dream: You May Now Exit the Karma Train

Prior to bed last night I still felt weird. I had buzzing on the left side of my body and my crown was wide open. Then my left ear began to ring a very high, pitched ring. I felt/knew I was being “called”. I knew there would be a meeting in the night. I didn’t care if I remembered it or not.

As I began to drift into sleep, I began to hear a melody in my mind along with syllables I didn’t recognize. I felt prompted to sing this repetitive tune and the words with no meaning to me. When I did I was hit with a rush or warm, tingly energy that entered through my back at my heart center. It spread to my second and root chakras and was wonderfully comforting. I fell asleep not long after.

Dream: You May Now Exit the Karma Train

My sleep was deep without many dreams. In the early morning I had one very vivid dream, though. A dream about a train.

I was on board a train and it was being bombarded by bombs. The conductor was there, dressed in white. He seemed frantic. I joined him but saw a huge hole in the bottom of the train that had a magnetic pull to it. It sucked everything toward it. I watched a woman in black be sucked into it. The hole was black and ominous.

I decided to jump off the train. I found myself standing in the center of a circular train track. The train went round and round seemingly forever. I just stood there watching, glad to be off of it.

When I woke I knew it was the train of karma. We are stuck on it going round and round and round, over and over. All we have to do is jump off, but so many of us don’t. We don’t even know we are on the train.

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Message: Our Ship Has Suc-Seeded

I slept hard last night but had a long, in-dept dream this morning. I am told that the deep sleep occurred because a re-alignment is in process. It seems always that I am realigning!

Dream: Gentle Giants

I was co-teaching a class of middle schoolers. This was a temporary assignment I was asked to help with, so I agreed. I was not comfortable with it fully, however, because I had to administer to them a test. I ended up letting my co-teacher give the test. It as a history test of 20, multiple choice questions.

I observed the students while they took the test. What is strange is that there were hundreds of them! Most were playful and be mischievous. When caught they obediently did what they were asked to. One girl put lipstick on me and I allowed it. So strange!

I was then going to the parking lot to leave (I had stayed too long) and was seemingly transported to a different scene in which I was the observer.

There was a man looking in through the window. He was very large, probably upwards of 8 feet tall. He looked human but his skull was very large with strong cheekbones and a high forehead.

I interacted with him but soon found he was very simple minded. He told me of his life story and I knew he was badly treated. Orphaned at a young age he fell into a crevice and was left for dead. Strangely, people threw coins at him rather than help him.

He somehow survived but the incident left him without legs. I saw instead he had prosthetic legs made of metal. I wonder, though, if those were his real legs.

His job and the job of others of his kind (there were very few) was to mine the salt mines. I saw extensive tunnels of salt mines. It was a marbled rose colored salt and very beautiful. I saw the crystalline properties of this salt up close. I do not believe it was like table salt.

This gentle giant had intermingled with a woman who was much smaller. They had produced a child. I remember seeing the child. The woman treated him very abusively because of his simple mindedness. Even though he had been treated horribly, he did not hold any grudges and was very happy.

Considerations

When I woke I considered the dream sequence and wondered if perhaps the dream was showing me the history of these long, lost gentle giants. Was this Earth history? I suspect it might be but since it was a dream I am not sure.

The salt cave was very vivid. Apparently there are actual salt caves in the US and there is a salt mine in the Himalayas. Very cool!

I contemplated it but fell into the in-between. I felt myself in space again, transported to a void where a brilliant white light flashed. It brought my awareness back but not before I heard a voice say, “Our ship has succeeded”. However, when I heard the last word I saw it spelled, “Suc-Seeded” and there was a mild chuckle with that.

Oh the humor my Team has!

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A Night of Light Language

I slept deeply last night – yay! This, however, does not mean I was doing nothing through the night. Quite the opposite. Seems I was working and so were many, many others!

A Gathering: December 20-25th

Most of the night I was within a dream gathering of like-minded, mission-oriented, Lightworkers and Starseeds. I remember the dream, but when I woke it was not the dream that stood out to me. Rather, it was the memory of what was contained in the symbolism of the dream.

We were discussing an upcoming convening of a very large group of individuals. The purpose of this meeting is unknown to me, but based upon the memory and feeling of the dream, it is suggestive of a type of reunion. This gathering is similar to a family reunion except that we are not exactly family but linked by a similar purpose and plan.

The meeting, which in the dream was likened to a vacation, was to occur toward the end of December. The specific dates were the 20th-25th.

I recall seeing many familiar faces and even knowing names. The name Eric stood out the most, however. There were so many people, though, that I could not count. I want to say there were hundreds. Some that I met had distinct personalities. There was a lot of sexual playfulness, but no actual sex. I believe they knew I was serious about my work and so were teasing me. Thankfully, I did not get insulted. lol

Symbols and Messages

While in the dream there was a repeat of a symbol. It was that of a triangle with something coming out of the top of it. It reminded me of a volcano. I saw this symbol several times and each time it was inserted into the dream in such a way as to grab my attention. It is like the dream paused and there was suddenly this symbol taking up my entire vision. My assumption was this was the related to the gathering.

There was a message about the on-going gridwork that I am participating in. The celebratory feeling of the meeting is related to this gridwork. It feels as though we are celebrating a job well done. Perhaps we will be done anchoring the grid and can finally relax for a while and take a much needed break?

I saw also several times a list of people’s names. There were pages and pages to this list. I believe the names on the list corresponded to those who were celebrating with me.

So, if you are one of us who helps to stabilize and anchor the new Earth energy (gridworker) then congratulations on a job well done! You deserve a much needed break.

Light Language Transmissions

Throughout the night I would wake briefly, as is my usual. However, this time, upon waking, I would see light language symbols seeming to flow through my mind on a grayish black screen. It was like it was streaming but in 2D. These symbols would sometimes be streaming in and other times seem to be streaming out.

Amidst these streams of symbols occasionally symbols would stand out to me. Two that I recall most commonly are the triangle with what looked like a flame coming out the top and the arch with the dot under it that resembles an eye.

The picture with this post is what I drew this morning. I feel so light and refreshed this morning.

 

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Dream: Light Language Transmission

I finally slept pretty soundly last night. I had many, many dreams containing more information than my conscious mind was able to retain. Thankfully, I did retain some and my Companion helped me access it.

Dream: Light Language Transmission

This dream was long, so I will condense it.

I was visiting with a group of people living in a commune-type setting. It was families sharing everything and they were very tight knit. I was learning of their daily routine and my husband and I were considering joining them.

At one point they were telling me how they lost a member of their group. I felt very sad for them and told them I would help. I got down on my knees in this golden space (alter maybe?) and looked up at the sun which was at about 10 o’clock in the sky. I began to sing a lovely song that was very alien in its sound. It was nothing like I had ever sung and the melody was strange yet beautiful. As I sang the song which consisted of words and syllables I was unfamiliar with, I saw a golden light come out of me and connect with the sun in the sky. Within the light were symbols streaming out of me and up. They were golden also and shimmered in the light.

I had such a peaceful feeling while singing but something about my song connected me to these people I was with and I felt an overwhelming love and sympathy for the loss of their loved one. All I wanted to do was help them.

My husband did not want to stay with these people so we chose to leave, which saddened me for they felt like family to me now. As I said my goodbyes, three women dressed in simple dress, stood in a line to see me off. I went to each of them and gave them a hug and a kiss. I felt myself crying as I did.

Message

When I awoke I immediately recognized the song as light language and was surprised that it had come out of me. I also knew I had sent it, or transmitted it, to an individual far, far away as a means to “bring them back” from being lost from their family. I don’t remember what I sang but I finally understood what light language is. It is a connection established between one (or many) consciousness and another. It is purely telepathic so no words could ever actually translate, only an emotion or an overall sense of the message.

Space Craft and Being

I fell back into the in-between thinking of this and saw suddenly that I was hovering inside some sort of space craft and I was not alone. The craft was a circular, domed disc. It was vast, spreading out around me and covered with symbols similar to what I had just seen in my dream. I was hovering over a window that looked down onto a galaxy far below. It looked like a partial swirl of stars and dust. I knew instantly that I was in space on board a ship and that I had been there before.

With me was my Companion. He asked me to look down at the swirling mass of stars below me. He said, “That is You”. A tiny star stood out more brightly than the rest. I understood this to mean this star was Earth.

We conversed for quiet sometime. Him telling me that They wanted me to Remember and that this was a test to see how much I could handle. I could see him, or parts of him, and knew he was not human in appearance. He was much, much taller than I and very pale, with long, spindly arms and legs and a bulbous mid-section which was hard for me to make out. His head was elongated without any visible hair and his facial features were very small in comparison. He had massive eyes that took up the majority of his facial area. They were dark blue (like the eyes of a newborn baby) and slanted upward toward his temples. I do not recall seeing any whites, only the bluish color. His nose was very small and petite, but it was there, and his mouth was similar in size to his nose with no discernible lips.I did not see any ears. It was hard to tell what color he was in the light (it was dark) but he appeared light in complexion, so I suspect he was either light gray or blue in color.

I contracted from this image at first but felt no fear so stopped and took a closer look.

The most vivid aspect of him were his hands. They were very thin, with long fingers that had overly large pads on them. It was almost like he had frog fingers. I asked about them and he said, “Our senses are not like yours. We have a supremely developed sense of touch”. I saw that he used touch to control the ship and saw an electric blue energy that ran through the ship in what appeared to be “veins”. I knew then that the ship had consciousness and that he was tapped into or a part of that consciousness.

I asked many questions as I hovered there over the window overlooking our solar system. He told me that They stayed far from the Earth so as to not be detected. The ship was indeed “alive” and the symbols inscribed all over it were the same symbols that I saw in my dream. The ship itself communicated with those on Earth who were receptive to it. Similarly, those on board the ship (connected with the ship) also communicated with those on Earth who were receptive. It was like a mass consciousness circuit between the ship, those on the ship and those on Earth. I was and am still in awe! So this is what Light Language is! It is US communicating with Them and their ships!

I asked about his body and where he was. He told me that his body is not like ours. He said it is composed of energy but would feel solid to the touch. This is/was hard for me to understand. Eventually, after several questions and answers, I concluded that he is either a 4D or 5D Being.

What was the most concerning to me was that this Being was in fact my Companion. I have no doubt of this. He explained that his consciousness and mine had been interlinked but that he continues his commitments/activities in this craft as well as other areas all at the same time. He can do this easily and without much concentration. This is very amazing to me.

I once again saw the 3D plane set out in front of me. It again had objects and markers on it. He said to me, “We need you to Remember your mission now”. I did not and do not remember it despite being in awe of this experience. I was told more was to come which indicates to me that my reaction was appropriate.

There is so much more I was told, but I am still digesting it all. I will share it as I feel comfortable.

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Dream: Stabbed

Again I couldn’t fall asleep last night until around midnight. Very frustrating! Thankfully, I slept very well even if for only six or seven hours.

Dream: Stabbed

I found myself riding a bicycle down the road. I don’t ever ride a bike, so this is unusual for me. Out of the blue a force comes toward me and hits me in the mid-section.

I wake in a hospital bed. I am groggy and told I just underwent surgery for a stab wound. Without looking I knew where I had been stabbed – in the solar plexus. I saw in my mind’s eye a small, two inch wound which had been stitched up. It was located right where my rib cage ends; where the two sides split off from each other.

I lay in bed looking around. I was inside a huge room that was filled with hospital beds from one end to the other. Each bed was white and had an occupant. I saw that we were on the 9th floor, the sign indicating that we were in room 900 something.

I began searcing for my clothing. I wanted to leave before it got too dark. There were woman watching me and asking me questions about how I got there. I told them I was okay – that I didn’t even feel the wound. Specifically I said, “My c-section was way worse than this. I don’t even feel it!” I tested this out and sure enough I could not feel even an ounce of tenderness.

A nurse came by and asked me if I would look at a list of prices to pay for my stay. I told her, “I’ll take the lowest. I don’t have any insurance”. A woman across from me asked about it. I told her, “Since Obamacare, we can’t afford insurance. It costs us $13,500 a year and I only make $23k”. The woman said, “Do you at least get vacation?” I said, “Yeah, I’m a teacher. We get all summer off. It’s the best job ever”. She said, “I get unlimited vacation”.

I remember the bill was $1100. Then I said, “I need to leave. How do I get out of here?” No one had an answer.

I saw it was already 7pm and gave up because I knew it would take me 3 hours to get home from Dallas (why I thought I was in Dallas I don’t know). I decided to stay for the night and fell asleep.

When I woke I asked where breakfast was and was told they were waiting for the last person to wake before serving it. I said, “What if they wait until 10am!? Then we will all be starving! Worse yet, what if they wait until 1pm?”

My husband came to get me at that time and said, “Your bill was paid by American Express”. I said, “I don’t have American Express”. lol

Messages

I woke suddenly from the dream feeling very calm and relaxed; happy. My Companion was there and said, “We’ve been working on you. Recalibrating”. I knew the solar plexus was the focus because it held my fears.

I saw then a 3D image in front of me. It was of a geometric plane spread out in front of me. On it were images set in specific locations upon the plane. I don’t remember them now but they were familiar images like a house, people, and other landmarks or markers. I was told this was my next assignment; our Plan.

It was then brought to my attention by my Companion that my resistance was waning and we would soon be able to initiate the Plan. The visual I received was of him stepping forward to resume control of the human host body while I stepped back. I heard then the song, “Come Home” by OneRepublic. The specific part was, “Everything I can’t be, is everything you should be”. I understood this meant that I was to be shown Our potential by my Companion. He has said as much, that he will “teach” me when he is in the pilot seat. The song just gave me more information. This exchange is to show me what I am capable of.

I tried to get more information, to understand what this experience will be like. I did not get much clarification, only that it will be “different”. I was shown a blender and understood this meant our energies would blend during this time. But wasn’t that already the case? Apparently this is not the same as the braid.

I was and still am ready. I do not feel fear but am told the experience, if not gradually implemented, will initiate a sudden fear response. So, it appears it will be gradual to test my response. I am intrigued and I am ready!

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Dream: A Whole New World

I struggled to fall asleep yet again last night. I was concerned I would miss something important. I could feel that something was going on and I knew I was not to be allowed to remember it. I did not like that!

Often I would begin to fall into the in-between and felt to be carried away gently into the unknown. It was similar to falling to sleep except that I could feel my assistants encouraging me to come with them. But I wanted to know what was happening so each time I would wake up.

I heard my Companion say to me, “Ask for help”. So I did. I said, “Please help me. I want to sleep. I want to know what is going on”. And I soon fell asleep.

Dream: A Whole New World

I was with an older woman and a few others. We were preparing for a ceremony where we reenacted a wedding. It was like a renewal of vows but there were no vows. Instead, I was to sing the song I sang at the original wedding – my wedding.

I heard the music and the woman and I went over it. It was the song Let it Go. It had some difficult parts and I said, “I don’t think I can do those parts. I don’t remember those being there before”. She said, “You are right. Let me find the original music”.

She returned with the original music and showed me the original wedding invitations as well. She had a pile of them. They were baby blue in color with snowflakes on them.

I said, “You always keep things like that! You are awesome!”

Then the time came for me to sing. I walked up in front of a huge group of people. A was told to stand in front of the monitor which projected the words to the music for me to read. But I already knew the words.

The music started but I chose not to sing at the last minute. Yet I heard myself singing anyway. I sounded so beautiful, like an angel singing!

I watched the crowd of people and saw many faces I recognized. They were all crying from the beauty of it. I heard the words from Disney’s Let it Go but I also heard words from another Disney song – from Aladdin, A Whole New World. They mixed together like the same song and everyone was crying such happy tears.

I awoke in tears. The feeling I had was a mixture of happiness and sadness. I don’t understand it even now. The lyrics to A Whole New World were going over and over in my head while at the same time I was hearing, “Let it go”.

I suspect that I am holding onto something which is getting in the way of movement forward, movement toward my true purpose for being here. I am holding onto this part I have been playing this whole life. It’s time to stop being the “actress” and to be who I came here to be. No wonder I am sad.

 

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Prompting from My Team

After yesterday’s sudden memory of dreamtime work, I found myself struggling with massive heart chakra fluctuations. I would go from feeling normal to suddenly being very emotional. I busied myself baking Christmas cookies for most of the day to avoid it, but there was always a feeling that my attention was needed elsewhere. There came with it an urge to sit at the computer and write, but I was afraid of what would come out.

Night Brings Memory

I desperately wanted to sleep and wake to a new day, but it seems that was not meant to be. I tossed and turned for a good three hours before I finally slept. In that time I would often slip into the in-between; on the edge of sleep and wakefulness. It was like when I crossed that “line” there was a floodgate opened and all that transpired previously – my “other” work – would return.

The memories would wake me up with a start and I would ask they be removed and they would. Yet some remained, enough for me to feel the urgency behind them and the prompting from my Team to allow these memories to remain.

Thankfully, I fell asleep and do not recall much of my dreams. I do remember once again being a teacher of children, this time high school aged. I felt very calm and composed despite their misbehavior. It is like I transformed into a much wiser, more patient guide to them compared to my actual time teaching in the physical.

I awoke much too early for my liking – 5:30. I felt immediately the presence of my Team. One was close and persistent. I would fall into the in-between and it seemed like he would slip into my consciousness symbols and memories. One such symbols I saw looked like a large pecan. I thought, “pecan” and was corrected by him – “chromosome”. I recognized the similarity and almost laughed but then got upset because I knew what he was trying to do. He was trying to get me to remember something and I was set against it.

Another memory came to me in a very detailed image of blueprints. They appeared to be blueprints for the building of some kind of machine. It was curious and I knew it belonged to a type of aircraft and that part of the blueprints included the platform on which it would land. I was curious but then again pushed it away as if yelling, “No!” Yet the memory remains solid in my mind even now.

As I tried to settle into my heart center I felt this assistant nearby. I received communication from him on behalf of my Team. “We want you to Remember. It is of the utmost importance”.

I do want to, but then I don’t. I am conflicted.

I received communication that I would Remember. I was told I would be “visited”. I am not sure what that means nor do I really care. I can request it be saved in my subconscious to be remembered later.

Prompting 

Though I do not open the doors to the full communication, I can feel what it is They want me to do. They want me to fully accept what I Know and am Remembering. This includes sharing it with others. The reason I feel urged to write is to share what I am experiencing and Remembering. This is part of my mission here. It is meant to be more involved than I am allowing it to be.

I have a strong draw to connect with others like myself. At first I was just reading other blogs and websites and perusing Facebook. Now, though, I am feeling a strong urge to connect with certain groups and people – meaning send them emails or telephone them. I resist, though, because to connect with these group and people means I am accepting my experiences and knowingness fully. I am not sure I am there yet. Some of these groups and people are very “out there” in their beliefs and experiences. There are contactees, abductees, Starseeds, channelers, and others. I am drawn to them very strongly. I feel like I have to talk to them, but about what I have no idea.

Shifting into Alternate Dimensions

I wanted to add one more thing before I forget again. The reason I am struggling to fall asleep is that as I slip into the in-between I feel a strangeness come over me. It is an odd feeling that I cannot describe and it unsettles me. It reminds me of previous experiences I have had where I feel that pieces of me are leaving or returning. It scares me but really I should not be scared. When I feel this fear my Ego driven consciousness awakens and the feeling subsides. But it returns as soon as I near sleep.

I am told I am shifting into alternate dimensions. I cross over the veil or whatever it is that divides this world from the next. The feeling is my energy body moving out of my physical body but not in the way that is usual with an OBE. There are no vibrations like with OBE. It is subtler and hard for me to understand. It has to do with a new ability I have not fully awakened to (I am doing it but it has not fully integrated with this consciousness yet) and the crystalline body is involved.

When I shift is when the memories come flooding in. I feel different when this happens. Like I am me but I am not me. I suspect this feeling is my Companion taking the pilot seat and me stepping back. Except that I don’t step back. I freak out when the Knowingness and the strange feeling takes over.

I will say that the urges I am feeling to connect with others like myself and to speak up about what I am going through are getting stronger and stronger. I almost blurted out to my husband, “I am talking to aliens” but held back this morning because I was not ready to get into a long dialogue about it. But I suspect I will eventually blurt out something soon enough if this urgency, this prompting of such intensity, continues.

I know why I am so resistant. The urgency and the intensity of it scares me. I feel unable to control it and the things I Remember and experience. This creates fear and resistance from the Ego and is in the way. I am told I will “relinquish”. Probably. They are always right.