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Kundalini: The Work is Never Done

The cooler weather has hit Central Texas. That along with the earlier evenings as made sleep that much easier for me. My dreams brought more chakra activity and Kundalini realizations.

Dream

In this dream I was inside an RV or tiny home. The inside was very nicely done with light oak walls and floors. There was a man with me who I seemed to be in a romantic relationship with. He and I were standing in the kitchen. We were both smiling and laughing. Something about him made me feel young, vibrant and alive. He came close and put his hands on my hips, looking in my eyes and I responded by putting my hands on his shoulders and sliding them down to the front of his chest. His body felt younger than me and just touching him woke me up sexually. I explored his body with my hands and mentioned how much younger than me he felt to be. He leaned in and spoke in my ear saying he was worried I may get pregnant if we continued like we had been. I giggled and said, “I’m 50. I don’t think that is going to be an issue.” He kissed my neck and said “You can’t be much older than” and started listing ages, “29”…kiss…”35″…kiss. I laughed, enjoying the electric sensations each kiss sent up and down my body. I said, “There is still a chance but it is very low.”

The inside of the little house we were in seemed to get larger and I remember seeing that it had a steering wheel up front, so it was definitely an RV. The man I was with was up front and then came back to where I was in the kitchen area. He asked me if I would consider sharing him with another woman. In fact, it felt like he wanted me to join him with another woman – a threesome. While the electric energy between us was still present, ever inviting me into his arms, I hesitated. He leaned in and kissed me, encouraging me to agree. It was difficult but I told him, “I don’t want to share you with someone else.” His touch and kisses made it hard to stand my ground, but I did. I pulled away and told him I would not do it. It felt like, in that moment, I lost my chance with him because of my decision. I understood that he was fully sexually energized by our relationship and as such thought adding to that would be a good idea, but I knew it was not.

Interpretation

When I woke the Alan Walker song, “Alone” was going through my head. Specifically, “I know I’m not alone”. My second and third chakras were activated, also, especially the third chakra. I vaguely recall seeing water leaking out the back of the RV in the second dream. This water leakage was likely a flushing out of old, stagnant emotions and energy located in the second and third chakras. The RV is symbolic of my life journey and it’s clean and pristine condition is a positive sign. The man is likely my masculine side, showing me that my sexual and creative energies are still present no matter my age. This male part of me asked to share the energy with another which tested my boundaries. Normally I would agree in order to keep the peace and not lose the relationship but in the dream I stood my ground. So, all-in-all, the dream was meant to purge old, stagnant ideas, beliefs and emotion while helping me see that I have made great progress so far in this lifetime.

I also woke thinking of how I felt when I had my second K-connection. It was so amazing that I wanted to share it with as many people as I could. I wanted to become a “K-slut” for lack of a better description. It was short-lived but this dream reminded me of that feeling. My partner in the dream was activated and because of his newfound energy wanted to share it with more than one person. I know that such connections are sacred and to invite another into that energetic bond dilutes and corrupts it. Therefore, I stood my ground despite knowing it likely meant I would lose the relationship.

Kundalini Insight

I would describe the initial stages of my Kundalini journey as highly energetically charged and manic, characterized by extreme highs and lows. The highs were such that I lost sleep, felt restless and experienced surges of creative energy I could not contain. There were times I would just sit and cry in heaving sobs from the overwhelm and seeming inability to contain the Love and connection to All That Is. As a result, during those highs I looked to find ways to channel the Love and creative Source energy coursing through me. One such way was painting. I ended up painting 52 acrylic paintings that I later turned into the Light Code Oracle. Another way I channeled the energy was through Light Language. I learned that Light Language had healing qualities and have since used it to enhance my Reiki healing sessions.

The extreme lows were the most challenging. I was overwhelmed by past life information, often re-experiencing moments from other lifetimes that were traumatic and highly emotionally charged. For example, during one particularly intense downward spiral, I re-experienced my own hanging. The result was a near compulsion to repeat it in this life time, something very scary to endure. Thankfully, my awareness was such that I was able to allow that trauma to move through until it subsided. Similar to the extreme highs, the lows resulted in periods of insomnia and sometimes periods of extreme exhaustion where no matter how much sleep I got, I still felt tired.

I now understand that the extremes were the result of the K clearing energetic blocks in order to create a cleared, unobstructed channel (known as the Sushumna nadi), one clogged by lifetimes of stagnant energy intensified and compounded via this present lifetime experience. Thankfully, the K doesn’t do it all at once, though it might seem so when in the midst of it. It comes through in waves. For me, the first waves were the most intense, but over time they became less and less so. Now, though I am still experiencing clearings, they are mostly benign. I have more bliss than anything, and that, my friend, is the BEST part.

The insight I gained from last night is that my dreams are, and have always been, giving me a window into the deeper work being done by the K. While I believe most, if not all, of the major blocks have been cleared, there are still remnants. A healthy energetic flow systematically clears away lingering sluggish energy. Is mine healthy? My guides say, “Mostly”. lol So, that is a relief I suppose. Regardless, current beliefs and conditioning continue to create much that will need scouring and scrubbing away. The work of the K is truly never done.

Anyway, back to my dream insight. For those new to the high’s (and lows, but we are speaking of high’s here) of a Kundalini activation in the early stages, the usually highly sexually charged energy (the creative) can, and does, invigorate and enliven a previously “dead” energy system. Imagine a canvas painted in black and white suddenly splashed with color. Our biological drive as humans is creative in nature. This is our core both as spiritual Beings and as human beings. Creation in the biological sense equates to procreation (ie. sex).

So, it is completely normal to want to express ones innate creative capacity via sex.

However, to do so in the midst of an awakening is not advised. It can result in energetic contamination and entanglement (obsession). When you have sex with someone, you absorb their energetic imprints, emotional baggage and traumas. Even exchanging energy (physical sex or spiritual Union) with a single person during this time can disrupt an already unstable energy system. Doing so with many partners can cloud one’s intuition and stall the upward progression of the Kundalini. It directs the energy downward which can ground the energy and trap the person in an energetic loop of obsession, craving and fatigue. Ultimately, this trap can lead to Kundalini psychosis.

In my dream I recognized the trap and avoided it. I have learned that lesson through experience. The high’s and low’s I mentioned above are only exacerbated when the Ego gets involved and the Ego is what sends us looking for an energetic release (sex and partners).

What is the solution you might ask? Ignore the mind if you can. Shut it off. How? Channel the creative energy into a project or other creative endeavor. Follow your greatest excitement. When the lows inevitably move in, practice grounding such as: gentle yoga (child’s pose, savasana, legs-up-the-wall, other grounding poses), walks outside, Epsom salt baths, mindfulness meditation, and exercise (outside is best). Focus on activities that take you out of your head and into your body. If you struggle, find a good book or watch a mind numbing show for a little relief. The intensity will cause you to re-experience things you would rather not. Becoming the observer is best here. When you are not going through the intensely high highs and lows, practice becoming the observer. You can do this simply through mindfulness meditation and other meditation practices. And if it gets to be too much, you can always seek help through traditional means. Though some would advise against medications, I do not. I have found antidepressants helpful in the past as well as sleep aids and herbal supplements.

Image of garter snake encounter over the weekend. This one was cold so very passive, so much so that I was able to pick up and hold him/her. To me the encounter symbolizes the changes in the how I currently experience the Kundalini – much easier to handle.

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Kundalini Dream: Symbols from the Serpent

The beginning of the dream is hazy. I remember being outside in a busy town. It was a bright, cloudless day and there was a sense that something new was beginning. I was with some friends, none I recognized except for my ex-SIL, Dawn. Everyone was discussing work, especially Dawn who was uncertain about a job opportunity that had come up. She was confused about where to report for the interview and since the others also had interviews, we followed them into an office building. I only remember that the building had lots of windows, like a high rise, and the windows had a dark blue (throat, third-eye chakras) tinge to them.

Inside the building there were many lines of people each seeming to be for a specific job type. Our friends went to their lines and Dawn and I settled in one that looked to be the one she needed to be in. I did not have an interview. I seemed to be there only for support.

A male friend approached and the dream really gets hard to recall here. He seemed more familiar than the others. Dawn and I left the line we were in and I followed the man to an upper level. It was less crowded there and there was only one line with us and a few others. To the left was a child care center (inner child, family kept close) that had large windows so parents could look in. I remember thinking it must be nice to work somewhere that allowed you to be so close to your children while you worked.

I remember waiting a bit longer, talking to Dawn who was then called into her interview. I was asked if I wanted an interview by a lady with a clipboard. I told her I did not know what kind of work they were interviewing for and was unsure I would qualify. The lady enthusiastically announced that I did and ushered me and the male friend away.

I do not remember sitting through an interview. Instead, I remember feeling like the man was someone I was to work with. He had dark hair and a scruffy, 5 day shadow of a beard. His body type was quite large like he worked out and he was at least 6ft tall. He felt to be my ex-SIL’s uncle for some reason.

The dream shifts and I am outside again. I see ahead of me the man, his back to me, standing next to Dawn. They are on a ferry standing at the end looking out over the water. I immediately hurried towards them because I felt a strong draw to the man.

When I got there I gave the man a side hug and asked him, “How come I’ve never met you before?” There was a Knowing that he was family so it was odd we had never met. He said, “I was married.” Without words we exchanged information about one another in an instant. He told me he worked in information processing (logic, masculine energy). I remember telling him I just turned 50, was recently divorced and had finances enough to retire. He said, “That was me not long ago.” I understood his reply to mean he was older than me. I kept trying to figure out how he was my family, confusing waking reality with dream reality. It was at this time that Dawn seemed to no longer be present. This is also when I became lucid.

I could feel the boats movement and looked out over a beautiful scene of crystal clear water with green streaks of algae and water plants. Every once in a while there was a large, round boulder poking out of the water. It reminded me of Florida. I noticed the rocks had something written on them. I pointed them out to the man, “Look! There are symbols on the rocks!” They looked like Light Language symbols. He smiled and said, “They are from the serpent (Kundalini).” When I looked again it was like suddenly every rock in the water had a symbol and the symbols seemed to glow. I also saw what I thought was a dragon moving through the water effortlessly. It looked like a dragon snake (mastered power, primordial energy, protection). 

The man put his arm gently around my waist and I leaned into him. There was this amazing rush of energy between us that caused me to want to melt into him, so I did. He leaned over and began to gently kiss my forehead over and over again, covering me with kisses. With each kiss I surrendered a little more and then exhaled as my boundaries fell away. I felt more safe than I have ever felt there in his arms. His energy was strong and gentle at the same time. I felt protected and cherished. There was no  intense, burning desire or sexual desperation, just pure acceptance and love. He must have kissed me a dozen times. I could feel my third-eye blazing and at the same time my root became warm and expansive. The two energies seemed to merge in the middle somewhere between my heart and third chakra. The beauty of it woke me up.

I lingered in bed, relishing in the energy. I told my guidance, “That is what I want.” I was able to fall back into a light sleep. While there I saw the number 1121 (manifestation, alignment, partnership) and heard “210 days” (8 days before my Chiron Return). 

Kundalini Insight

When I woke, I knew that my experiences with the Kundalini, the massive clearing and purging, the seeming “twin flame” connection, the other K connection, brought me to this point. The K, with all its raging fire and deeply transformative, purging water, has cleared my energy body. The “volcanic” eruptions of energy were from a “pressure” release in areas of severe blockage. They were never meant to construe fate or “destiny” in any way whatsoever except to bring to my awareness that which had created the massive blocks and restrictions to the flow of prana. The unhealthy attachment and obsession brought about by the catalytic “twin flame”/heart connection was merely the K doing its work, helping me burn through unhealthy beliefs, past life traumas, and other blocks created in this and other lifetimes. 

It is so easy to assume the K is here to show us a path. No. It doesn’t do that. It is not a path it is US. Every part of the K is teaching us about ourselves. It is life force energy, that which comes with us into this body and merges us into physical form. It does not exist in the same form after we die. Why would it? Without a body, without the density of physical reality and the muck and mess that builds up in our physical “plumbing”, we would not have a Kundalini awakening at all.

Don’t listen to what your mind tells you when the K starts its rise within. Let it do its work. The more you let your mind try to run the show, to come up with reasons and to logically explain what is happening, the more painful the process will be. 

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Dream: Venus in Aries

How about that full moon energy!? [eyeroll]

Lots of random, stressful things happened, but nothing so big I couldn’t handle it. For example, the weekend before last was a bit odd energy-wise. That Friday I was in a rush to go somewhere despite my guidance suggesting I slow down. As soon as I started to drive I got a low tire pressure warning. I went back home and aired up my tire and then left again despite yet another nudge to slow down and just “stay home”. Still rushing (and there was NO reason to), I clipped the bottom of my garage door, partially tearing my spoiler off my car and dislocating the roller off the door track. The garage door was undented and works fine with readjustment. I did, however, have to fix my flat and the spoiler. Total cost: $360.

The next day I opted to stay home all day because I could still sense that crazy, hurried energy. I got a call from my daughter that afternoon. She was frantic. She had lost her keys, including her key fob. She had to pay $300 to replace her dorm keys and she was crying and stressing.

All of the issues have been resolved, now, and I am surprised how calm I remained despite it all. It is proof I have grown. However, yesterday I discovered a leak in a pipe located between my country home and the garage guest room. Again, I got the hectic, almost frantic energy but chose to sit through it on my drive home. Once it passed, I called my step-father and my brother. I asked my brother to dig up the pipe. I asked my step-father to fix it. My step-father is going to fix it today. Also today, my daughter is getting a new fob and it is costing her $400.

These are just annoyances for me mostly but my mom has also had lots of things break (two of which were plumbing related) and told me about it this past weekend. I think it must have been something with the energy because WOW. So much crap in such a short time.

On a positive note, I have discovered that my long held belief that I cannot predict future events for family members is incorrect. I have now correctly predicted several things for my daughter, specifically job-related. Huh. I guess, though, I should know there really is no limit except the ones I place on myself. I had no issue predicting things for my first husband after we divorced. Why shouldn’t I be able to help my daughter? The only problem is she is now calling me all.the.time asking for more predictions, especially pressing me to tell her what she wants to hear. I have had to reel her in, reminding her that I am not able to see everything and life is meant to have mystery. She doesn’t like that at all. At least I know she believes in me, which feels nice.

Okay, on to a dream I wanted to share.

Dream: Venus in Aries

I was inside my house, which was a very grand mansion, and found two boxes left to me by my sister. I opened them and they were brand new baby bottles. I remember thinking, “Who would need that many bottles?” and also that I definitely didn’t need any since I did not have a baby. 

I remember conversing with someone online briefly. Then I went to this bar type restaurant where I was to meet a man who was in town on business for a few days. I took my son with me. 

The space was very golden in color (safe, protected space) and full of people mingling. The man was standing at the bar (space of connection) talking to another man and saw me before I saw him. When I saw him I froze. He was beautiful. I immediately lost the ability to speak coherently and started to walk away, hiding my face because I was wearing my glasses and felt ugly. I felt unprepared for meeting this man. He would surely reject me because of how beautiful he was and how ugly I felt. I remember looking for a my son who was running about like a child tends to do. I was planning on leaving. The man followed me. He smiled when I hid from him and came up and lifted my face up to his gently, looking directly at me. He told me he liked my glasses and that he had glasses also. He wanted to know if I was interested in continuing our date and I nodded, speechless. He talked and laughed, telling me about himself and his work, saying he was into information processing or something similar. He had a room in the adjacent hotel upstairs where he was staying with a coworker.

At some point I relaxed and accepted that this man liked me. I remember him discussing the energies with me, mentioning Venus. He said about the connection he was feeling with me, “I wonder what planet Venus is in. It must be Scorpio”. I corrected him and said, “I think Venus is in Aries”. When I said this, the electric energy I felt between us was very hard to resist and I could tell he felt it, too. I leaned into him, almost melting into his arms when he caught me, finally giving into the feeling. We kissed and it felt like my insides turned to warm jelly. We made out there in the middle of the bar area with people all around. I remember thinking it inappropriate but I chose not to stop. I didn’t care who saw me. The kisses were divine, his lips soft and our lips together seeming to merge into one.

I asked if I could see his room and he said yes, of course. He took me to a hallway but the hallway only extended a couple of feet and three stairs led up to a wooden landing. There were three doors with numbers on them. The middle door had a number that caught my attention but I can’t recall it now. My son, who had been lingering around the entire time, asked to use the restroom. The man showed him the door on the left and my son went inside. The man opened the door in the middle and we went inside. The room was small with a bed and dresser only. The man immediately got on the bed, leaning up against the wall and relaxing. I cautiously entered and sat on the side of the bed. My son, much younger than he is in real life, came in and began playing on the floor. He was probably about the age of 4. I was distracted by my son but knew the man also had children, two. He motioned for me to come closer, which I did, and he embraced me. The energy of the connection woke me.

Interpretation

My interpretation is the dream mirrors some of what I have been feeling lately. I miss feeling alive, I miss feeling how alive I feel when I feel desire(d).

It also feels like a continuation from a message I received before bed. I asked my guidance what I should be doing and I heard, “Keep looking for a man”. I didn’t feel this was a good action to take and went to sleep.

The man I met in the dream was absolutely beautiful, I must say. He glowed and his smile and eyes bedazzled me. I don’t recall what he looked like except for the way his energy appeared/felt, though. This is similar to another dream I recently had. I am not sure what Venus in Aries means but perhaps it has something to do with the electric attraction we felt? I did look up my Venus, which is in Leo. Leo and Aries is a wonderful attraction. My first husband was an Aries. The fire is real but it can burn out fast if it is not stoked.

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Kundalini Dream: Plumbing Puzzle

I’ve been pretty busy lately but my sleep has been superb! With it comes good dream recall and, to my delight, the Kundalini. So far, OBEs have not been on the agenda. Perhaps they will return soon, but, honestly, I prefer the Kundalini dreams to OBEs and the Kundalini dreams within an OBE, those are the best!

The energy lately has brought some mild purging dreams. I have woken up in tears every day since last Saturday. People I know and have known have been in these purging dreams, some from my recent past and others from way back, like all the way to high school. The people from one time period are mixed with people from other time periods and they all seem to know each other but in real life, they never met. It’s kinda bizarre.

Okay, so yesterday while driving I suddenly had memories of the Kundalini connections I have had. I began to get teary eyed. Fast forward to right before bed, I asked my guidance to bring that (Kundalini) back into my life. I have been missing Home and feeling lonely, which, to clarify, I don’t usually feel. I also asked my guidance to magnify my mediumship abilities. For example, I would love to physically see and audibly hear Spirit while awake. In my younger years I did not want to see/hear Spirit but now that I have worked through my fear of that, I believe I am ready.

So, my guidance did not disappoint, at least in terms of the Kundalini.

Dream: End of the World

This is the second such dream I’ve had about the world ending. I can’t recall the first now, but I was a watching a 9-11 documentary recently so it could be that is being processed in sleep. Regardless, in the dream me and my family were packing and rushing to get to safety. We were using a white van to flee but we were not sure where to go. Where does one go when the world is ending? As we packed, I began to think of what I wanted to leave behind and go a bit sad that my time was running out when I had not really lived yet. The main thing I remember is that, as the dream (and world) was ending, I was frantically writing a message on the inside of an empty barrel. The message was to my children but I can’t recall what I had written. I remember realizing there was no reason to pack things to take with me because we can’t take anything material with us when we leave this life. All we take with us are memories and the love we had for those we shared life with. 

The dream then shifts forward in time and my children find my message. I wake up.

Kundalini Dream: Plumbing Puzzle

I was in a nice house that felt warm and inviting. The place had a golden hue to it that seemed to flicker and shift, almost like there was a fire but I saw no fireplace (desire). Some friends had invited me over and had introduced me to a man. He was tall, slender and had light hair either blonde or light brown. His face was somewhat angular but not harsh and he had a nice smile. I think he had on glasses at some point but did not wear them all the time. 

Like I tend to do, I distanced myself from the others. I sat on the sofa and busied myself with what appeared to be some pieces of plumbing pipe (managing emotion). I vaguely recall thinking of my previous dream about the end of the world as I did this. The man ended up sitting next to me and watched. I was holding a large, 2in diameter metal pipe in my right hand and another in my left that was smaller. I don’t recall what I was doing with the two pipes. I did not put one inside the other as one might do because there was a thin, metal wire between the two that I was trying to adjust. The metal wire looked similar to the mechanism inside a toilet tank (management of emotion). The man leaned over, watching closely. He asked me if what I was doing was one of my hobbies. I laughed and replied that I have always liked figuring out how things worked. I shared with him a memory from my childhood when I would help my dad work on car engines and how I reassembled a carburetor after watching him take it apart.   

The man mentioned he also enjoyed puzzles. I looked over at him and his eyes were sparkling and he was grinning. I couldn’t help but laugh. 

I continued to fiddle with the pipes, placing them between myself and the man. He leaned over the pipes as if to kiss me. I did not hesitate to kiss him squarely on the lips before he had a chance to initiate the kiss on his own. Surprised, he hesitated and grinned, his eyes once again sparkling to the point of being dazzling. 

We talked a bit and he asked me how old I was. I told him I had just turned 50. He mentioned he was 49. I said, “Oh, so I am older than you?” He then asked, “What year were you born?” I told him, “1976”. He got quiet and slumped a bit, his eyes staring at the floor. I asked him, “What year were you born?” He said, “1979”. I leaned down and got at eye level with him and said, “So…I’m a little older. It doesn’t bother me.”

We separated for a moment but I don’t remember what led to it. I was too busy thinking thoughts like, “He will want to have sex with me. Should I insist on using protecting?,” etc. 

I feel like, for a moment, I went elsewhere, walking away from the man and his dazzling eyes and smile. Eventually, the man circled around towards me as I paced and was standing right in front of me. He touched me lightly on the shoulder sending a bolt of energy straight into my heart and said to me, “I want to marry you.” I didn’t respond but I was thinking, “I will never marry again”. It wasn’t a negative thought, it was just a fact. I also remember wondering how the hell anyone has a relationship with the energy we were experiencing? Surely it was doomed from the start. 

The whole time I am thinking these thoughts I am feeling swirling ecstatic bliss bouncing between my root and heart, back and forth, back and forth, like a ping pong ball, intense and intoxicatingly beautiful. I lean into him and take a huge breath, breathing him in. The inhale seemed to expand the intensity and further fueled the energy of our connection. Out of breath now, I asked him, “What is it called when I can breathe you in like this?” He said, “Sub…ion” I couldn’t make out what he said in its entirety because I was becoming lucid, but I think he said “submission”. I woke soon after, the energy in my heart and root still doing its dance, with tears in my eyes.

I did not dare move after waking because when I do, it causes the energy to dissipate. I must have laid there for a half an hour just soaking it up. I told my guidance, “Thank you”. 

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Another House and Kundalini Dream: Potential Contract

My life direction continues to evolve as I allow the Universe to guide me on my intended path. So much to relay, so I will try to keep it short.

A little over a week ago now, I decided to meditate mid-afternoon. I was on day three of a cold and the previous two days had zapped my energy. Not surprisingly, I must have drifted off during my meditation. When I awoke, I had a solution to an on-going problem I was having with my ex.

The problem: My ex had been refusing to discuss altering the visitation schedule so that I could live full-time in my country home. With my apartment lease expiring in 60 days, I had to decide what to do. Renewing the lease felt wrong and I really, really wanted to have only one residence. However, my intuition kept nudging me to look at alternatives. Where in the past I would dig my heels in when it came to dealing with my ex, the anger had dissipated and I had shifted towards being more amicable and understanding of his circumstances. Still, I was accepting that I would just have to deal with the inevitability of another mediation once I started living full-time and could no longer follow the visitation schedule.

The solution: Upon waking, I had an idea to look at houses for sale in the school zone where my children attend school. When I saw the prices and the houses I knew I was going to buy a house. So the solution was buy a house, keep the schedule as is, and invest my money rather than see it go to rent month after month.

Honestly, this was not part of my original plan in any way, shape or form. I don’t like the suburbs, right? Well, I still did it and it was like a tidal wave of energy just flowed through me in that direction. I contacted a realtor that day and looked at houses the next. I found several in my price range, and made an offer last Thursday. Friday it was accepted as is, no changes. I close next Friday. Yeah, a two week closing. That is how it goes when you don’t go through a bank/need a mortgage.

So, soon I will own a nice, older home on almost a quarter acre of land in my sons’ school zone and within walking distance from my apartment and their father’s home.

I’ll share pics of the little house after closing. It is only 1038 sq ft. I like small, less to clean and I am closer to my boys, not spread across so much of a house that I forget they are there. I’ve enjoyed the smaller floorplan of my country home and the apartment and wanted the house to have that same feeling.

Onto the next surprise. I’ve been off all but one prescription and hormonal medicines for a month now. My sleep cycle has been hellish and I was tired of trying to figure out which pills to take to sleep night after night. At my last appointment I told my NP I wanted off all hormones and begged her for something to help me sleep, not a combination of somethings, one thing. I got a prescription for a low dose tricyclic antidepressant called Doxepin that when taken at low levels (10mg) acts like an antihistamine. Well, it worked and it is still working, night after night. I get a full 8 hours (sometimes more) of sleep every night. Hallelujah! And feel rested and have dreams and feel wonderful in the morning. And on the hormone side, well seems I am nowhere near menopause. My body thinks it is 30. No tiredness, no hot flashes (never had then to begin with), no brain fog, no aches and pains. I am in shock. I thought for sure I would be done by now. lol

With the kind of sleep I’ve been getting, my body has caught up I guess because now the dreams are returning and as vivid as ever. Last night I got a whammy of a dream, not something I’ve had in a long while.

Kundalini Dream: Potential Contract?

The dream began with me visiting what seemed like the HEB in a nearby town but it was empty like a warehouse and had no markings on it whatsoever. I was with some people but do not recall what they looked like or how many there were. We went into the covered area near the main entrance but did not go inside. Instead, we stood just outside. While there I believe I was told about a family who was from the area. I remember a mother telling her son to do things, like she was really controlling or maybe just very strict. There was a mistake made and a ton of educational booklets with the face of a child on the front were strewn all over the loading dock. The mom was upset and yelled.

I don’t know what transpired after that because I seemed to shift to another scene. I was above a road that looked like an old country road. All around was countryside consisting of fields dotted with trees. I believe I was with the son of the woman from before in the dream. We were discussing his life and he was telling me about land his family owned. I could hear someone else remind him that he had land, also. It felt like we were traveling to this land. The man asked me what kind of land I liked, and I said I liked land dotted with trees. 

We landed in this very old town, if you could even call it that. There were old, gray and dilapidated buildings scattered along a very unkept paved road. I don’t think many people lived there, if any. I remember thinking, “I don’t want to live here”. The place was not pleasant and I sensed that all the people who lived there were in everyone else’s business all the time and quite judgmental. 

At the end of the road the man and I stopped at a flatbed trailer that was not hitched to a truck. I could see we were at a high point and below us was a beautiful valley but it was far in the distance. We sat on the edge of it together and he wrapped his arms around me. I felt so safe in his arms and melted into him. He bent down and kissed me and an intense, pleasurable energy hit me in the root and shot straight up to my crown. We lingered there exchanging soft kisses, caught up in our combined energy. 

He stood up and began pacing around. In the road below, the ground was broken wide open. I looked down and saw what appeared to be a red water pump. He told me it was the well to his land. I looked to the side and saw something that resembled a holding tank and said, “That must be the well”. 

The man left for a while. He was handling his family and their expectations of him. I sensed the karmic energy of his link with them and knew he was struggling, caught between what he wanted and his desire to do what they wanted. It was clear I had a strong and very deep connection to him and obvious that we were romantically involved. I could feel magnetic pull to him and I knew he felt it, too. My whole body and soul lit up when we were together and even when we weren’t I could feel it. I remember thinking to myself, “But he’s 15 years younger than me.” I didn’t agonize over this fact, it was just a thought as if I was responding to information being given to me. I do believe I was being given pertinent information about my future.

I remained there, sitting on the trailer, waiting for him, caught up in thoughts about our connection and the information I was receiving about what it entailed. Like with other men I have had this kind of connection with, I could almost taste his energy and via that perception was able to sense what he was like and how his past incarnations weaved together to form the tapestry that is his unique energetic signature. His energy felt childlike and innocent with a hints of adventure and curiosity blended with wisdom he had yet to tap into in this lifetime. I could see what his physical body looked like in this lifetime, too, but my memory of that is muddled now. All I know is he is white, tall, with a somewhat muscular physique and his light color hair. What I saw, felt and “tasted” was extremely attractive to me.

When he returned he was not wearing a shirt and I could not help but reach over and touch his chest, tracing my fingers lightly over it. We melted into each other and eagerly became lost in the spectacular ecstasy of our combined energy. He was preoccupied with his family dramas and I could sense this but he did not let it interfere with us. 

When he finally pulled away, I asked him where his shirt was. He picked up a filing cabinet and began to search through it. I thought, “That’s an odd place for a shirt”. There appeared to be nothing in its accordion sections but he found something. He pulled out two papers and laid them on the trailer in front of me. I glanced down at them. One looked like blueprints, the other…possibly a contract?  

Again, unable to resist each other, we began kissing, this time we ended up on the ground below the trailer. I could feel the blades of grass poking me as I melted into him. This went on for a short time but his family responsibilities interrupted and he had to go again, but this time his absence was brief.

When he returned, I was standing at the end of the trailer. He greeted me with a kiss and, again, the energy washed over me, this time pulsating to an intensity that I could not resist. Breathless, I told him, if this continued I would not be able to stop myself. I don’t think he cared because he did not pull away. I woke with the energy rising in my sleep body from root to crown. It stopped around my solar plexus and then ping-ponged between my three lower chakras for some time.

I couldn’t return to sleep because the dream felt so real and the energy spiked when I thought about the man. I questioned if this man was real and if I was being shown a future meeting. If so, I said to my guides, “Bring it on!” I felt a warning from them. I knew it was related to the karma this man was here to resolve. Sigh. Why does everything have to be so complicated? 

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Three Feathers and Just a Little Patience

Two nights ago I went to bed asking for clarity. I’ve had a lot of change in a short time and my mind is in overdrive. I have a tendency to think too far ahead and when I do I get overwhelmed, anxious and, ultimately, depressed. When I woke, I could not recall my dreams. Instead, I had a song going through my mind.

Said, “Sad woman, take it slow it’ll work itself out fine. All we need is just a little patience.”

It’s been a while since a song message has come through. It was, no doubt, from the new guide (or old since he seems familiar) who recently made himself known. He told me his name but I couldn’t quite catch it. I know it is only two letters long and a name less known, or maybe unknown, to my human self.

The message came after a recent email from my financial advisor indicating I can retire now if I want to. I am still looking for work but my heart is just not in it. I can’t help but feel this time in my life is for rest, recovery and healing. Still, I apply for jobs and I recently got offered a full-time position as a middle school counselor. I applied spur of the moment and knew immediately I would get offered the job. The interview confirmed it. As I was waiting for the official offer, I got information that solidified that I did not have to work anymore. It hit home and I began to second guess the offer, looking for red flags, which I found aplenty. Insomnia hit full force during the wait. It was horrendous, probably the worst I’d had in a couple of years. All because I was fighting two me’s – the one who knew I needed this time to rest and recover and the me who thought the job was perfect and exactly what I needed. When the offer came, I rejected it. Sleep returned not long after, confirmation that I chose correctly.

This morning, on my morning walk, I was still contemplating whether to work or not. Do I really want to retreat and recover? Won’t it make me go stir crazy? Won’t I be bored? When I think about what I really want right now, I keep getting that all I want is to sleep and have lazy days for a while. I want to get my country home ready for chickens and goats (chicken coop in progress). I want to take nature photos, make video shorts on YouTube and write in my journal/blog. I want to exercise and do yoga. I want to be alone when I want to be alone and be with people I love when I want to be with them. As my sleep schedule recovers, all I want to do in the morning is linger in bed relishing that amazing floaty feeling and dipping in and out of the in-between.

During my walk I came across two feathers. The first was a hawk feather. I found it at the beginning of my walk. The second was a Great Blue Heron feather which I found towards the end of my walk. I was holding the hawk feather in my hand when I found it.

Two feather messages on the first day of my birth month, three days away from my 50th birthday.

Hawk brings sharp focus, high-altitude vision, and a reminder to see the “big picture.” Hawk aligns with the element of air, representing intellect, mental clarity, and communication. Heron brings emotional alignment, reflection, and sacred space and aligns with the element of air representing emotion, healing and intuition. Finding both a heron feather and a hawk feather on the same walk creates a rare and powerful spiritual balance between patience and action. While the heron teaches patience and quiet reflection, the hawk encourages one to rise above the current circumstances and take decisive steps. This pairing means the heart and mind are aligning, providing the clarity to move forward.

Chiron Return Approaching

After this morning’s feather finds and message, my mind went to my Human Design Chiron Return reading last August when I was house sitting for my mom. Has it already been a year? Wow. I’m so glad that’s over. Anyway, I looked up my notes and did some more research. My Chiron is exact May 16, 2027 (my brother’s bday lol). However, I will begin to feel the effects of it long before. In HD my 2nd line body will feel the effects of Chiron by February 16, 2027.

My natal Chiron is in Gate 3, Line 3 (Difficulty at the Beginning: Individualism). Turns out my decision not to work now is beautifully aligned with my upcoming Chiron Return.

My core sacred wound is about formatting raw, chaotic energy into order. At line 3, this has historically manifested as material or creative trial-and-error—trying to force structure onto my resources before the timing was correct. Now, as a 6/2 coming off the roof, my focus on resources without traditional work is exactly how I am meant to reinvent my relationship with abundance.

February 16, 2027 (Cycle Design Date): The Somatic Ordering

  • The Body Level: The physical vehicle begins processing the mutation of Gate 3.3.
  • The Transition: The body is learning to hold resource security without relying on physical labor or survival-driven anxiety.
  • The Vulnerability: There is a feeling or deep physical pressure or restlessness to “do something” about money.
  • The Strategy: Trust the body’s design. A Line 2 Hermit needs to rest through this pressure. Allow the physical form to acclimatize to a state of receiving and ordering resources naturally, without active work.

May 16, 2027 (Cycle Date): The Conscious Mutation

  • The Mind Level: Consciously understanding on how to generate or manage wealth through pure alignment rather than effort.
  • The Realization: Rising above the trial-and-error wound of line 3. The realization that my unique presence and Cross of Contagion are what attract resources.
  • The Integration: I see the lack of traditional work not as a failure, but as a necessary phase of mastery. I step out as a Role Model (6th Line) who shows others how to bring order to material chaos by simply timing their energy correctly.

The gap between February and May bridges my unconscious survival fears with my conscious capacity for leadership.

Another change impacting me right now is that I am functioning as an Emotional Projector because of the influence of my Chiron Return. My identity and truth as a Self-Projected Projector comes from my G center and voice. An Emotional Projector has to “ride the emotional wave” before they are certain what to do. This is completely new to me, though I have often wondered if my daughter (Emotional Manifesting Generator) was teaching me how to ride the wave via my sensitivity to her emotional process.

I have two channels lighting up my solar plexus now that I don’t normally have: 41-30 and 19-39.

While the 41-30 brings a sweeping wave of fantasy and desire, the 19-39 adds an intense, tribal, and deeply personal physical layer to my emotions.

The 41-30 channel creates a high-pressure emotional wave that is intimately tied to anticipation. When it is out of alignment, it manifests as a restless, anxious urge to do something or to create an activity just to satisfy a vague feeling of expectation. Forcing myself to stay busy is just a coping mechanism to avoid sitting with the raw intensity of this new emotional wave.

Gate 19 is all about the fundamental need for resources, support, and tribal alignment. Gate 39 is the energy of provocation, obstruction, and finding what truly fits. This channel makes my physical body incredibly sensitive to environments, spaces, and the energetic frequency of other people. If an environment or a job doesn’t feel right, this channel will create an intense physical blockade and literally make me sick or completely exhaust me until I leave. Ouch!

Summary

My upcoming Chiron Return marks a major transition into my 6/2 Profile role-model phase, stepping down “off the roof” to heal a natal Gate 3, Line 3 wound by moving away from traditional, exhausting labor and toward authentic material alignment with my Cross of Contagion. The journey unfolds in two parts: a deep, unconscious body-level re-calibration starting on my Cycle Design Date (February 16, 2027), followed by a full conscious mind awakening on my Cycle Date (May 16, 2027). While my birth chart operates via Self-Projected Authority, a massive Pluto transit temporarily overrides this, shifting my Chiron cycle into an Emotional Projector blueprint by locking in the highly sensitive 41-30 and 19-39 channels of my Solar Plexus. Stepping away from work early in August is the correct move. It grants my open centers a vital six-month buffer to clear out decades of professional conditioning, allowing my insomnia to heal, and giving my nervous system the peaceful space it needs to acclimate to the intense energetic waves without guilt.

Edit: Another Feather

After I had posted this I was outside and at my feet was yet another feather! This one from a Pileated Woodpecker. 🙂 White Feathers/Stripes (Clarity & New Opportunities): White markings on the wings or face symbolize breaking through confusion, spiritual awakening, and the arrival of unexpected opportunities

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Healing Session Notes: Using Light Language in Healing

Last night I did a “Reiki” healing session on my brother. I am a Reiki Master Teacher but, honestly, I do not use the symbols nor have I ever used them except when I was learning Reiki. I just intuitively go with the flow of the energy.

I set up my massage table in my home gym, burned some incense and put on soothing music. I lay on the table as I waited on him giving myself self-healing. I got so enmeshed in it that when my brother came in he startled me.

The session went well. At first I could not get his energy to respond but eventually I could feel the familiar heat and coolness in my hands. I felt very stiff in my body and began to wonder how I would continue the healing for 30 minutes or more. Surely I would get too exhausted and have to stop. Not long after I began to feel into my body and sway and move with the energy as it flowed through me. I couldn’t feel much of the energy itself but physical indicators were present. For example, I often got goosebumps in my legs that moved up and then back down.

At one point I began to spontaneously speak Light Language (LL). I did this quietly so as to not be heard by my brother and pull him out of his reverie. The LL kept coming and coming and the more it came through, the more I got goosebumps and the energy in my hands increased. I also swayed as if dancing and found myself moving my head upward and exhaling loudly. Eventually I began to cry as I was overwhelmed with the love coming into and through me. It felt like it was coming down into my crown and from there it spread out and made its way to my hands. It was not near as strong as I have felt in the past, as if my guidance was trying to avoid triggering me into full on sobs (which I tend to do when the heart bliss hits). I let the tears fall and continued my work, speaking LL, swaying with the energy and seeing visuals of the aura and areas that needed attention. During this time I heard, “Initiation”. I wasn’t sure if it was a message for me or him so I “put it on the shelf” for later.

When I got to my brother’s throat chakra I felt it was blocked. I intuitively knew my brother needed to make sound so I asked him to do so, indicating his throat was severely blocked. He did and after a few loud “ahhh’s” he began to laugh. He laughed heartily from his belly and I started to giggle, too.

He also had a third eye blockage so I worked on it a while and slowly made my way around to his other side. I turned my focus on his third chakra and noticed it, too, was quite blocked. I was shown a small energetic abnormality. It was like looking at the white of someone’s eye and seeing a speck of dirt. I tried to get it to come off but it was like the “dirt” was stuck and had become a part of the chakra. I worked on it a while with no success and so moved on to his feet.

Since the energy in his feet was strong, I began to do the work of balancing his aura. I could see and feel what I was doing in my mind. It feels very much like sculpting except with energy. I tried to bring the feel of the energy in the blocked/partially blocked chakras out as much as the rest of his aura. I could not do it completely, the aura would not expand fully around his head, neck and shoulders, but I did get it even enough to complete the healing session.

After I let him rest for a bit, we spoke some about what he experienced. He said he felt as if there were energetic “hands” around his throat choking him. I ask for clarification and he said it was band of energetic but he had flashes of being choked. I explained how I had worked on that area for some time because he had a severe blockage there. He also said he saw in his mind’s eye light streaking past, up and down his body and at one point it covered him from head to toe. I said that was probably when I was balancing his aura. He was very grateful and I felt like I was finally getting a glimpse into my healing style.

My brother reported to me today that he felt the healing session was “intense”. He is Reiki Level II and he use to be a part of a healing group that met consistently. So, he has both given and received Reiki for several years. He said he had only ever received intense healings from his teacher but the healing he got from me was even more intense. He said he could still feel the effects of it hours after the session ended. He took a nap and when he woke up two hours later he could still feel the lingering energy. 

In considering the message “initiation” I believe it was in reference to the fact that I, being Kundalini awakened myself, can initiate the Kundalini in another person and to be mindful of this as I do healing work. It may also be in reference to a Light Language activation, but it is hard to tell exactly at this time. I discussed it with my brother and suggested he take some time to integrate the healing and then he can decide if he wants to continue. He was mostly worried about the “speck” I saw in his third chakra. I do not know what it is, only that I was not able to remove it…yet. I believe, with time and healing work, that this anomaly will resolve on its own.

Overall, I am quite intrigued by how the healing went and want to continue this work.

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Kundalini Dream: The Heart Fire Returns

Woke up from a Kundalini dream at 3:30am and couldn’t fall back to sleep. 

Kundalini Dream: The Heart Fire Returns

I was visiting my heart connection. It seemed like he was showing me his past. This part of the dream is not as clear as the rest but I recall his mom being present and somehow knew we were in California. I have seen pictures of her and she was much younger in the dream and seemed vibrant and full of energy. It felt like he was showing me this part of his life to explain his connection to his mom. What I recall the most is that he was very preoccupied with the task at hand, his energy very active and rushed. 

The dream shifted to a more rural area (deeper emotional goal). It felt like rural Georgia and there was a sense that my heart connection was nearby and I was visiting him. I was taking two dogs (loyalty to two different aspects), one large and one small (seeking balance), for a drive down an unfamiliar road. As I drove the road suddenly shifted to a white dirt road (shift to subconscious). Something about seeing the dirt road caused me to worry I would get lost so I decided to slow down and find a place to turn around. I pulled into a half circle driveway to turn around and two older ladies approached me. My car disappeared (slower pace where I am more vulnerable and grounded) and I was now walking the dogs on leashes. The women were friendly, asking if I was from around there and while we talked the larger dog started to wander away. I noticed I had lost grip of its leash and I told the women, “I can’t chase him or he’ll run.” I explained to them how to get him to return and sure enough he circled around happily, greeted them with sniffs and sat down (I’ve learned not to force connections). 

Then I was inside an unfamiliar bedroom (shift from journey stage to one of waiting) laying on a large bed. It felt like I was in my heart connection’s bedroom (view of his inner world). I was clothed in a tank top and shorts laying mostly on top of the covers (not yet fully integrated). The room itself was dark (unconscious) in color and somewhat large. I believe there was a dresser with a mirror near the foot of the bed (self-reflection, inner truth). To my left was the door. I remember mulling over memories of a dream conversation I had with my heart connection prior to this moment in time. I only recall flashes of the dream here. There is a sense of his journey and movement or progression along a planned path. There was also a sense of his mindset and feelings to include that he still had some work to do in regards to the karma he was settling with his mother. 

Though I don’t remember it now I feel like the dream was overlaying another dream in which I was actually with him having this discussion. I’ve had this happen frequently in dreamtime.

At some point I pulled down the right side of my tank top (vulnerability, self-exposure). I don’t know why I did this. I have faint memory of having exercised and feeling hot only I never got up out of the bed. From my right I felt my heart connection come out of the shadows. He leaned over me. There was an immediate burning sensation in my heart chakra as if it was burning straight through me. The sensation was like the fire of desire I usually feel in the lower chakras only it was in my heart. He leaned over me, kneeling partially on the bed, and kissed me four times (grounding of the spiritual fire into reality), each time the fire in my chest grew seeming to expand and envelope us both. 

He ended up over the top of me and I suddenly felt exposed; naked. He was too and I could feel he was aroused. Concerned for him, I pulled in my left knee to block him getting any closer. I knew he wasn’t ready. I knew I wasn’t ready. He slowly withdrew, looked directly at me and said, “Thank you.” We shared a moment of mutual understanding and then he stood up. He was no longer naked but clothed (symbolizes getting back to work). Seeing his clothes, I immediately covered my exposed breast and said to him, “I’m sorry. I don’t know why I did that. I didn’t mean to…”. Unconcerned, he walked to the door and began to leave, explaining he had to go but would come right back when he was done. I got the sense that he was going to finish his karmic work. It’s like he was explaining, “I am so close, just not quite done yet. I’ll come back, I promise.”

Him leaving was heart wrenching. The fire in my heart was burning but I was in agony. I couldn’t reconcile the longing I was experiencing with the Knowing that it was not yet time. I was also struggling with memory of the previous pain, the decimation I experienced, when he left the first time. The intensity of emotion and the heart fire woke me. 

Reflection

The first thing I felt was panic. Memory flooded in along with the question I had asked all those years ago and was asking again, “Why is this happening to me?” My guides were close and reminded me I had chosen this. Knowing flooded in and I felt the same agony I felt in the dream. All I could say to them was, “I can’t [do this again]”. 

Last summer I was told I had chosen the fast-track. So, so much has happened since then. I am just now feeling somewhat settled and steady. I am getting ready to make even more changes to my life, changes that I feel are more in alignment with who I am. It won’t be easy and I get that, but I was not expecting this. If the Kundalini returns it will most definitely complicate things.

If I am suppose to finish what was started, fine, I get it. Leaving work unfinished is unwise, especially work of this nature.

The dream gave me perspective I didn’t previously have. I understand where my heart connection is coming from and how he has changed. And boy has he changed! His energy is different, more decisive and confident. I cannot recall one dream with him in it from my past where he did what he did in this dream. He was always hesitant. Not anymore. It feels like he is stepping fully into his masculinity.

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Long OBE This Morning

I asked and received. 🙂 

Woke around 5:30am and asked to go out of body. I couldn’t sleep, though, because I was thinking of an issue I discovered with my service record from a school I worked at in 2014-2015. They sent only part of it and I sent them an email requesting they look for the rest. My pay is determined by my service record and the years I worked. I worried the school may have recorded it wrong and I would have to prove I worked there and so I was considering looking for my W-2’s from that year. However, they are in a filing cabinet at my ex’s and he has said I can’t go inside the house when he isn’t there. So I was thinking of ways to bypass that to get to the filing cabinet when this OBE began.

I must have fallen into a dream without knowing it. My sons and I were going to my ex’s house. I don’t remember traveling there, though. Instead, I remember laying in my bed and seeing this as if imagining it. I noticed my vision was not turned on at this time and remembered something I told my son yesterday about how I use to look at pictures or paintings in OBE and then go into them and transport into a new world. With this thought a bubble of light with an image inside formed in front of my eyes. Through it I could see clear as day while around the bubble where I was currently at was like I was in my mind (no color, 2D). I peered into the bubble scene and the scene expanded quickly as if stretchy. My mind could push at the edges and feel the elasticity of it and push it outward. I watched through the bubble rather than going into it but the bubble expanded to the point that I was inside of it just on the edge.

The scene inside was of a beautiful, cloudless, sunny day at a pool. A young teen girl was walking by and glanced in my direction. I felt as if I was in the pool on an innertube and could feel the water gently lapping at the edges. I asked the girl, “Who are you? Do I know you?” She looked my way and her face was quizzical as if my question made no sense to her. I asked again but got no answer. I recall being fascinated at the clarity of the scene. I could see the boards of the deck, the pool items like towels and snorkels, masks, the trees in the background brilliantly green, and the blue sky seeming to stretch forever. I stayed there watching in wonder until I heard my son call to me about the files he had gotten for me out of the filing cabinet. I could see the files in my mind and they were not the correct ones.

My attention went to the grayish, 2D area of my mind were I found myself suddenly falling into water. I saw my phone fly up into the air and fall into the water. I had no body or form yet I panicked as if I did, flailing about for my phone which, unusually, was floating in the water. I grabbed it and let my son know we needed to get inside to dry it off. 

With that thought I was transported inside my ex’s bedroom but the layout was backwards. I recall the ceiling fan above the most vividly. I still had no form and with my mind I flew around the house. As I did, I observed how I felt and how the space felt. I had no emotional attachment whatsoever and did not feel comfortable because I was in someone else’s space, a space I knew I shouldn’t be in. I went to the filing cabinet but didn’t stay there. I settled somewhere downstairs and ended up on a bed. I don’t recall all my thoughts but I think I was sorting through the past – places, events, people. 

Suddenly, I hear a woman’s voice. She is looking for her son and she pops her head into the bedroom. I try to hide because I am not suppose to be in the house, but she doesn’t seem to care. My vision is no longer 2D but vivid 3D again and I recognize I am in my old bedroom at my mom’s house. Not caring how I got there, I listen to the woman say thank you to my mom for watching her son. The woman has blonde hair and is about my age and I hear her go into the other room and retrieve her son. I know now that I was witnessing a memory of a very long time ago when my mom must have watched a young boy who use to come and play with us. His mom was in school to be a nurse and having a difficult time so my grandmother let her live there for free and provided free childcare. My siblings and I use to play with him.

I left the bedroom and walked into the kitchen. I felt solid but I don’t think I had a form. A man came in. He was tall and dressed in a coat and was wearing work boots. I greeted him by name, “Hi (insert name)!” He looked at me and asked, “Why did you bring me here?” I saw a man I knew was his son behind him, though he was out of focus. I don’t remember answering him but I felt super excited that he was there with me. I looked behind me through the double glass doors at a man walking up to the door. I said, “Look, the neighbor (insert name I don’t recall) is here, too! But oh there is a big bear following him!” I saw a large, black bear walking behind the man but instead of causing any harm, the bear was gentle and joined the man alongside some dogs when the man turned around to pet the bear. 

When I turned back around everyone was gone and the kitchen lights had gone low and my vision returned to grayish 2D.

I decided to fly out the door after a bit because it was no fun inside a grayish, uninhabited box of a house. 

Outside my vision stayed grayish and limited. I was flying (still no body) and feeling the ground as I flew along, noting the bumps and valleys and not really knowing what they were. Then I was was pulled upward at lightening speed and as I was, I was telling myself, “I’m not afraid” or something like that and purposefully focused on regaining my sight, which came on with full vibrance instantly. It distinctly felt as if brilliant light was burning a hole through my eyelids. It didn’t hurt and was familiar. I had felt it recently during a healing OBE in my bedroom when I was still living at the family home. It feels like a jolt of energy to my eye area that seems to force “open” my eyes but with the distinct sensation of my eyes remaining closed. Imagine light so bright it shoots out of the eyes like laser beams.

The scene I saw was dreary. The sky was gray and the wind was howling and blowing as if there was a storm but there was no rain. I could see bare limbed treetops that appeared dead. My vision was 360 degrees all around and it felt as if my energy body, which I distinctly felt was still a sphere, was spinning wildly. I didn’t like what I was seeing and said aloud, “I want to see something else” while envisioning the opposite of the dreary oppressed scene I was seeing. Instantly the scene was filled with light, the “wind” died down and I could see a space inundated with light and a kind of fog that didn’t have shape or form. I only call it fog because I don’t know what else to call it. It was like I had on glasses that were fogged and so lessened the brilliance of the light. I felt myself transported once again and tried with all my might to maintain my vision but slowly lost it.

I felt myself come to rest on a solid surface. Before I had a chance to get my bearings I heard my son and also saw him from above as he approached me. I could see myself laying on the concrete by the side of the pool. I had on a coat but wore nothing from the waist down and my bare butt was showing. My son said, “We need to go now….” He paused after seeing my state and said, “Never mind. Keep doing whatever your doing…”. While this happened I was also experiencing myself in a body by the pool. I could feel the cold concrete below me and I felt my energy beginning to destabilize. I began to cry. I experienced many emotions but it was the realization that I had to go back that upset me the most. I didn’t want to. 

I slowly came back to my body. I could’ve returned to astral but opted not to. 

When I woke I thought/heard, “It doesn’t matter”. This was regarding my concern about the service record but also most of the things that go through my mind in waking reality. I asked, “Why am I here then?” I heard back, “To observe.” There was more with the answer, like a flood of Knowing that cannot be put into words.

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Mugwort Tea and 2 OBEs

I’ve been drinking mugwort tea before tea for about four days. I haven’t noticed a difference in my dream recall but I did have a couple of OBEs in one night, which is unusual. Unfortunately, it has not helped me sleep through the night. I am still waking around 1-3am and then struggling to return to sleep.

The third night of tea I had a dream where I was having flashbacks to what appeared to be another person’s life. I don’t remember them now but I remember I began to sob. I then turned to another person near me and told them it was grief. I woke up and couldn’t return to sleep for an hour.

When I woke up it was around 3am. I immediately began to think of the future and found it difficult to see anything positive in it. I got up to take something to help me sleep and saw it was nearly 4am. So I opted to try to sleep without anything. My mind was still keeping me awake and eventually I got to a point where I said to my guidance, “I just want out”. When I said this, I felt myself giving up or maybe letting go of this life, all the issues in it, etc. When I did this, my mind instantly went blank, my body relaxed and I felt as if I was sinking into the bed.

OBE #1

Before I knew it I was aware of being in the in-between, right at the point where I could exit my body. Though not fully sure I was correct in this, I rolled out of my body and stood up but the sensation of my body indicated an incomplete circuit, meaning the energy was not fully present to hold that state. I returned to my body and lingered for a while. I remember the other space felt so real because of how solid it felt. 

I tried again and stood up. This time my energy was stable and my vision and all senses turned on with full clarity. I was in my mom’s living room. It was so solid I wondered if I was correct in being OOB but I didn’t have time to contemplate it further. My dog came up to me excitedly asking to go outside. I took him to the door and my mom’s other dog (deceased) joined us. There was no doubt I was dreaming then. I opened the door and walked outside. My mom’s dog shot by me and I slowly followed. It was early morning. The sun was bright and reflecting off the morning dew. I stopped, realizing my dog was not with me. I turned around and saw him attempting to poop right by the front door. I recognized I was being called back to observe, so I did for a moment. He was straining but no poop came so he eventually ran past me to joint the other dog. 

I walked down the porch steps and stood outside looking all around. The ground was moist as if it had rained in the night. I decided to try to fly, so I launched myself up, jumping high, and came back down quickly. Instead of landing I went down into the ground. The ground wasn’t solid! I was below ground level momentarily and then shot up, laughing aloud at the unexpectedness of it. 

I lingered for a moment unsure of what to do. I began to fly, hovering around 8 feet off the ground. I felt a tinge of worry about being sucked up into the sky and had the idea to fly up to test my courage. I was immediately pulled up at lightening speed. I usually lose vision, and I did for a short time, but intentionally opened my eyes to find myself in a fog of clouds and stars. I was surprised I didn’t lose awareness. Unfortunately, my surprise pulled me back into my body.

I woke but did not open my eyes. I switched positions because my hands were numb and tingly, then relaxed. I felt as if I was sinking into the bed again. I welcomed the feeling.

OBE #2

I was in my mom’s house again, laying on the sofa. I wanted to sleep but the noises around me were keeping me awake. My kids were running about as if they were little again. I could hear a child crying. I remember thinking I was glad my children weren’t that age anymore. Then my daughter grabbed me by the shoulders (it was very physically real), shook me hard and tried to force me to sit up. I resisted and told her to stop because I wanted to sleep. She did but urged me to get up and I relaxed back into the sofa wanting only to sleep, but I realized I was OOB, so I got up and explored the space.

There was a little girl about 2 years old running around. She had brown hair, chubby cheeks and bright eyes. I lifted up into the air, aware that I was a ball of light, and hovered over her as she ran. She squealed in delight. I lost interest and went through the front door into the yard. It was dark outside and people in cars driving down the driveway. Others were walking towards me. It looked like they were parking to go to a nearby event. They did not have permission to be there. So, I went about and began telling them to leave, that it was private property, etc. One man was belligerent and I told him I would “shoot his head off” if he didn’t leave (I didn’t have a gun). He laughed it off and asked me why I didn’t just come to the event with them. I said I was happy where I was but I remember questioning my answer as if I knew my answer was revelatory. I watched as they left and followed them, curious to see where this party was. When I got to the end of the driveway I began to lose energy. It felt like my energy was being slowly sucked downward. Eventually I was sucked down with it. 

When I came back into my body my heart was beating fast and I felt off. I have had this upon reentry before. It is uncomfortable. I rolled over, knowing I could return, but I decided not to. 

I had a conversation with my ex in the in-between. I was giving him advice about his mother telling him he will have to make important decisions for her soon and that he should ask her what she wants beforehand. I also told him he needs to let her make as many of the decisions as possible. I ended with, “I don’t want her to suffer” and came out of my reverie in tears. 

Reflection

I am surprised at how easy it was to go OOB when it has not been so for a very long time. Was it is the mugwort tea? Or was it just my request in saying, “I just want out” and my guidance assisting me during a difficult moment? Prior to bed I had asked for healing because I had a terrible headache that wouldn’t go away. I felt an instant soothing energy on my head. I also did self-healing and felt two assistants over me during that time. And earlier that day I had been feeling down on my walk and right as I had a thought about giving up I spotted a large, silver cross pendant on the sidewalk in front of me.

The OBEs themselves don’t really feel significant. The first one seems to have been a show of courage on my part. The second, especially the part where I was asked to join the party, seems to have been asking me to consider that maybe I am choosing to stay in one place rather than approach life with curiosity.