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Dream: Finding True North

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

Dream: Finding  True North

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Dream: Prison

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Talk with my Guide

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

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

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

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

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Lucid to OBE: Great Blizzard

I was awakened at 3am by crying children. My youngest was screaming and my middle son was upset. My husband was cleaning up puke. My middle son had gotten sick and vomited all over the place. Looks like my stomach bug is continuing its progression through the family.

After tending to my youngest for about an hour, I returned to sleep. I knew I would go OOB.

Lucid to OBE: Great Blizzard

I became aware of dreaming while in a scene that resembled a hallway. I was talking to a woman who was leaving her husband, a much older man than she. She was upset and he was calling for her from inside their bedroom.

I went inside to talk to her husband. He was laying in a huge waterbed and asking for her. I told him she would not come and then commented on his huge waterbed. He was a gross old man in some respects and got sexual with me. I remember he grabbed me and pulled me toward his crotch. He was naked and his penis exposed. I got completely grossed out and pulled away.

Then I was in the main hallway again and had full lucidity. The minute I realized I was dreaming, I began to receive a barrage of images. They appeared not in my mind but right in front of me as if they were playing out. I saw image after image of newscasts discussing a “great blizzard” that was hitting the U.S. from the south as far as Texas all the way north to New York and the Great Lakes region. I remember hearing the newscasts as well. People were stranded and dying. There was no power. The roads were impassible. There was destruction from flooding. There were calls for help but no one could answer or it was delayed.

The images just kept coming and I pleaded to my guide, “I don’t wanna see anymore” and I began to pull myself out of the projection. I was stopped. I felt him pull my energy back. “You need to see this.” I began to cry from the intensity of the scenes. The last one that I saw was from Texas. The snow was sparse but there had been an ice storm. I knew it was North Texas – Dallas or somewhere close to there. I saw a huge semi-truck on its side and heard, “multiple fatalities”.

Finally the scenes stopped and I saw my guide standing in front of me, clear as day. My upset was gone immediately and I said to him, “I know you!” He looked me straight in the eye and said, “Yes you do.” Then he walked around me and I kept staring at him. He was so perfectly clear and real and I wondered if I would go back to my body as I was so aware that I felt completely awake.

I asked him, “Where do I know you from? What is your name?” He said, “You know me from Heaven. My name is Jeb, Jeb Christianson.” I began laughing while saying, “Heaven??” Then I wondered about his name and he sent back an entire address, but all I recall now is “Burnet Road”. I figured he was joking around with me. I recognized him from a previous OBE and he had been playful then, so it made sense.

Then he was outright yelling. His voice was so loud it startled me and I thought for sure it would push me back into my body. Yet I remained. He yelled, “Do you think just because I show you scenes of disaster that it means it’s the end of the world!?? I never said it was the end of the world!!” This caught me so off guard that if I had been in my body I would have stopped breathing. Why was he yelling at me? He sent back, “Because you aren’t listening!!!!!” Woah.

I woke up with a start and felt him still close. “Why were you yelling at me?” He said back, “You don’t listen. This [life] is your best chance!” With that I understood that he was referring to getting things done – progressing spiritually – meeting my goals.

To say the least I felt very repentant but not entirely sure why. I have never had a guide yell at me like that and he continued to act serious afterward. I also find it curious how he was able to prevent me from going back to my body. I literally felt him pull my energy and keep it OOB. I didn’t know they could do that!

 

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Forced Break

Sorry I haven’t written in a couple of days. My youngest had the stomach flu and then I got it, too. Not much fun for either of us. Thankfully his was over the minute mine began.

I was told a few days ago that I needed to clear out all toxins in my body or else the next shift would be more uncomfortable. I began to do this, but very slowly, and then got hit with the stomach flu. I was forced to clear out toxins the hard way. I couldn’t eat for over 12 hours and whatever I ate 12 hours before that was eliminated from my body with brutal force. It was probably the worst case of stomach flu I have ever experienced.

When I was in the midst of the worst part of the flu something happened that has never happened to me while sick. I received energy hugs and when this occurred I would briefly experience a complete calm and loss of my symptoms. It was brief relief and much needed.

I also had intense chakra energies in the very beginning stages of illness. My third-eye and heart chakras lit up with energy prior to the illness setting in. I have not felt much in these areas for some time, so it was a surprise. Then, when the illness was turning on full-force my second and third chakras were firing up and purging. I could feel it, like a dense ball of energy that would burst open and then retract. It was especially noticeable in my third chakra.

I was unable to do anything all day yesterday. This is very difficult for me as I am always up doing something. I spent most of the day curled up on the couch under a blanket sipping water and scared to eat. I haven’t had the stomach flu since 2013.

Focus on Life

Besides being ill, I am being encouraged to shift my energy toward mundane life activities; to deal with and get my life in order. With this message, which has been coming since December, we received news that our property taxes went up requiring us to send in a mortgage-sized chunk of money at the very beginning of 2016. It also raised our monthly mortgage amount. Very frustrating! We also overspent during the holidays. So my focus has been on finances and trying to find a way to avoid returning to work and the dysfunctional education system. I spent most of this week refinancing a vehicle, starting our tax return and negotiating a reorder of inventory for my online business. Unfortunately, it is looking more and more like I will have to return to work eventually. My husband is a spender and no matter how much I try to encourage him to budget he won’t. If I can’t get him to stick to a budget then I will have to go back to work. If I have to, then I hope to wait until the fall when my two oldest are in school.

What is really frustrating is that my Team of guides seems only interested in getting me to focus on returning to work. I hate it when they try to push something on me I don’t want to do.

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Memory: Twisted Love

I had a memory resurface from last night.

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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Thinking with the Heart

This post is mostly for me so I don’t forget yet again my experiences prior to and during sleep.

The Dr

Yesterday the guide who I call “The Dr” came to visit and told me it was time to clear the toxins from my system so that I will be ready for the next step. He explained how the toxins pull my energy to Earth and create blockages which in turn slow my vibration. He said it is very important that I keep my vibration high so as to not suffer the residual effects of the next shift in energy which is approaching soon. The shift will occur regardless of whether I heed his advice or not.

Nightly Shifts

For the past few nights I have been experiencing something strange prior to sleep. I always settle down to meditate prior to sleep and lately I have not had much in the way of energy sensations, heart or third-eye pulling. It will be hard to explain because when I try to remember what occurred my mind tries to blank out on me and I feel distant. It’s like I can’t get my mind to focus or do what it is suppose to! It is driving me nuts.

Last night, though, when this shift, for lack of a better word, occurred I suddenly remembered the last few nights all at once and thought, “I need to remember this!” Then, as I tried to remember, the memory began to recede. It makes no sense!

What I remember happening is that I would one minute be laying in bed with a clear mind focusing on my heart and the next I would feel a strange energy come into me from all around. It felt like being swallowed up in energy except it was gentle energy, not scary at all and almost like being picked up and swaddled in a mother’s arms. As soon as this energy swept me up I was in another place and talking with someone in-depth. I have no idea what we were talking about now but I was most definitely somewhere else and feeling very different from myself.

Of course, when I realized what happened I dropped this other personality or Self and was back in my current awareness wondering what had happened while simultaneously knowing this was not an isolated event. I had been doing it for some time!

What is totally exasperating about all of this is that every time I would recognize what was happening I would feel intensely drowsy and begin to lose the memory while also drifting off to sleep. Sometimes the energy sensations would resume but I have very little memory of this so am not sure.

I suspect I am shifting into one of my multidimensional selves but I can’t really be sure because of the memory loss.

Thinking with the Heart

In these brief impaired memory moments I am noticing another strange development. When I am in my heart space I am receiving full communications that I fully understand yet cannot put into words. If I try to put it into words the communication via my heart suddenly stops and my mind is empty. For example, my Companion sent me a full communication the yesterday quite unexpectedly. It was via my heart center and I felt an overwhelming love and giggled as a result. I had full understanding of what he had told me but was unable to process it via my mind. It was like I was being the communication. There was no possible way my mind could interpret it. All I recall of the interaction was that I responded to my Companion like I might respond to a new lover. Quite surprising!

When the shifts occur at night, this same type of situation arises which is why I believe my mind seems to “erase”. My habit is to immediately try to interpret my experiences via the mind. This cuts off the heart connection, thus blocking the “memory” of what occurred.

I am at a loss at to how to deal with this shift in perception. I seem unable to do much about it. In fact, I believe I am being schooled in how to use my heart as my primary processor of information. How curious! And I am not able to really get a grip on how this works. I am starting to, though, but I wonder, if we use only our heart to communicate, what then of the mind? What happens to language?

As I just asked that question I thought about light language and also how when I have these communications via the heart I want to move my entire body, kind of like swaying or dancing.

I am also reminded of something that happened the other night while I was in my “other Self”. I received instructions on how to communicate via tones. It was like the tones I heard in my ears but with separation, similar to Morse Code but this is not a good description. I even spent some time trying to figure out how to duplicate what I heard and believe I could if I had the right equipment. I remember thinking this was something I was suppose to do but then completely forgot about it. No surprise there! lol

 

 

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Purpose: Be Bright

The title of this post comes from my very cool, very “bright” and beautiful sister-in-law. She is not even 30 years old yet but so very wise and in-tune.

She and I got to spend some time together this weekend. She has always spoken with me about spiritual matters. This time she had questions about OBEs, spirit guides, and life purpose. We talked about all of those things and more. It was so nice and uplifting for me, but I could also tell that this time something “clicked” for her.

Somehow we got into a discussion about the “end of days”. She asked me what I thought about it and I told her everything and then some. We talked at length about Dolores Cannon’s books, which she had never heard of. She had also never watched Ancient Aliens nor had she really considered E.T. contact much.

At the end of our talk she said to me, “I know this is my first life.” She had 100% certainty. Then we talked about purpose for a little while. I told her about the three waves of volunteers and described my understanding of the first two – their ages, personalities, life struggles, etc. I did not talk much about the third wave because they are still so young and she was very interested in the 2nd wave volunteers anyway.

Our conversation kept getting interrupted by children (there were six total present all under the age of 7). She spent most of her time playing with my youngest and chasing him around the house. In between we would start up talking again. It was fun.

Our last communication was about purpose. She asked me what my purpose was. I told her,” When I think about why I am here I know it is to help”.  My sister-in-law then said, “When I think about why I’m here, I always think, ‘To be bright'” I said, “That sounds about right”. She then described how she works very hard when in social situations to send that “bright” energy to people. She said she never felt it worked. I said to her, “Maybe you are trying too hard? You will be bright just by Being.” She agreed.

You Are Not Alone

The memory of our conversation just suddenly came to me today along with the thought that there are many others like my sister-in-law who need to know that they are not alone in this journey. Others who are of the 2nd wave and are struggling to understand their purpose here while also feeling they do not belong. It is very difficult to be in that space, especially at this time with all the high energies and shifts upon us.

One thing that helped my sister-in-law, and she told me as much, was realizing that she is here to lead a seemingly “normal” life while touching and activating everyone she meets. Those who are like her often times don’t know they are even doing anything to help people. But they are. Because of this, some of them may struggle with feeling like they are not fulfilling their purpose since they don’t often see the results of their brightness. To know that they are impacting others makes a huge difference.

Afterthought

Something else popped into my memory while writing this post. While I was talking with my sister-in-law I kept getting comments on how I looked. Every woman present mentioned my face being red or “flushed”. I heard at least four times, “Did you get sunburned?” I looked in the mirror and thought I looked fine but I was very, very warm. Also, I looked really, really good despite being completely make-up free and having worked out at the gym a couple of hours before. The warm feeling and flush didn’t go away until it was time to leave. I have to admit it is weird that it coincided with such a spiritual discussion. It was almost like my energy field was intensified during that time. Perhaps I was “activating” her? Or her me? Or both? That would be really cool.

 

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The Great Migration

I am in a resting phase. Many of us are. We had some intense upgrades in December that lasted into early January. Some are still feeling the energy and upgrades, though it’s mostly residuals now.

I am being reminded of a post I wrote not long ago telling of these brief breaks. For me, this break started around the 24th and I am told I have a couple more days of this and to rest and enjoy the down time.

Based upon my dream communications recently, it appears that I will be glimpsing pieces of my purpose very soon. This is likely happening with others, too. Some are preparing to make a “fresh start” or embark on a new journey in life. There may be movement quite suddenly or this movement may come about much more slowly. This is all dependent upon the contracts and agreements you’ve made.

So far, I have witnessed myself shifting out of the student role in my dreams and into a teaching role. It is like I am suddenly acutely aware of knowing that part of my purpose is to prepare those much younger than myself for what is coming. In my dreams this manifests as me realizing that I am a good 20 years older than my classmates and becoming friends with my professors and moving out of the classroom into the “real world”, a world in which I am showing the way for others.

The Great Migration

In my dream last night I was taking a test that was completely open-ended. There were no questions, no prompts. I was given two blank pieces of paper to write my “story” on. This was the test. I did not hesitate to start writing paragraph after paragraph describing what happened (or will happen) in the U.S. during what I referred to as, “The Great Migration”.

I wrote of mainly the animal populations migrating – birds and squirrels mainly. But when I awoke I knew this was not what it seemed. The migration is much bigger than birds or animals. It is a movement of people and I have had memory of such an occurrence before. It was given to me as a warning, as a sign of upcoming major events.

I find it interesting that I specifically thought of birds and squirrels. Birds are free and live in the sky. Birds go where they are “called”, often in groups or flocks. They do not carry a load or stash things for later. They travel between the Earth and the sky (Spirit). Squirrels are known to stash things away for the winter. They stash nuts and seeds which ultimately grow into plants and trees. In this they provide a vital service to the Earth. When I think of the symbolism involved here, I can’t help but think of the ground crew (squirrels) and those in Spirit (birds) working harmoniously together to assist Earth in her ascension.

There is a great migration coming. It may have already started for all I know.

 

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Walk Along

Yesterday my crying episodes and intense grief lifted and turned into a wonderful, happy high. I spent the evening with family and had a good time. I felt normal again. Sigh of relief.

I had an interesting experience in the middle of the night. When I woke at 3am my heart chakra was wide open, exploding with a beautiful love energy but there was still a pulling sensation that would sometimes feel a bit uncomfortable. I was also being washed in energy hugs from my Companion. I wondered, “What’s going on?”

Dreams

It was then that I remembered my dream. In it, I had been having a discussion with a woman who resembled me but was very frantic and frazzled in her appearance. She had a familiar energy, though, like family. I don’t remember much of the interaction except that the woman was killed by a horse who kicked her in the head. I remember being invited to continue her work. I was not alone. My Companion was there with me.

Then I was a baby. A little, tiny baby swaddled up and just laying there helplessly. Innocent, pure – without memory or experience. The image of this baby and the feeling was very vivid.

Connection

The dream itself sparked a memory but this memory came from my heart and I can’t really put it into words. I knew that this was a recollection of the walk-in experience, though I really didn’t want to talk about it as it still feels odd to me to even use that word. Yet my heart flooded with such energy confirmation that I could not avoid being overcome by the love energy. I felt like I would just melt into my bed.

The energy in my heart just continued to expand and I associated it with my Companion. I knew this love energy in my heart was Us but I didn’t understand it and why it was happening.

The heart surge has a way of pulling me into the in-between when I let myself fall into it. This is what must have happened because the next thing I knew I was talking with my Companion. He asked me, “Will you marry me?” This made me laugh and brought me out of the in-between, back to the intensely expansive heart explosion.

Of course I said, “Yes”. It felt appropriate and also like there was some kind of agreement connected to it. Like a pre-arrangement for our combined evolution.

He said to me then, “We will grow together” and I again saw the little baby in my mind’s eye. It felt like we had been reborn together. There was a feeling of newness and curiosity.

It was explained to me then that we are ascending together, he and I, and that this is part of the process. He keeps telling me the intense purging, crying, and emotional rawness is all part of this process. It is letting go of the old soul – the walk-out. Releasing her. There was also a feeling of this being a process involving the spiritual “bodies” – moving through them, clearing and aligning them. Embodiment also kept coming up. I could see layers that were these “bodies” for lack of a better word. I don’t fully understand it but my heart tells me it is a normal part of the process, whatever the “process” is.

Walk Along

Finally, he referred to a group of three light beings hovering near the far left of my vision. They were far back so I only noticed them when he referred to them. He then said, “Walk along” and I knew he was asking if these Beings had permission to walk along with me/Us through this experience. I didn’t know what to say. So I asked if it meant they would just observe and felt this was right but that they would also contribute. They would contribute part of themselves to assist me. Like give me some of their energy but this doesn’t accurately describe it. I agreed. Why not? I can use as much assistance as I can get!

I felt curious about this “walk along” idea. I vaguely recall reading about it in Walk-Ins Among Us by Yvonne Perry. I visited her website and read this:

A walk-in can also be a companion soul in spirit form walking along with an embodied soul. A walk-in can be a fragmented aspect of a soul coming home and reuniting with the soul essence in a body. It can be a blend of soul essences in which two or more souls inhabit a body simultaneously. These may rotate in and out of the “driver’s seat” as needed to accomplish a task.

I find it interesting that she refers to the walk-in as a companion soul walking along with an embodied soul. This feels like my experience 100%. I feel the term “companion” is especially relevant. That is how Steven refers to himself – as my Companion Traveler.

I suspect that now that I have agreed to allow these light beings to walk along with me, that I will notice when they are present. But I don’t know. I guess I will see? 🙂

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Dead Dove

I was feeling pretty good….until I went outside to wait for my daughter to get off the bus.

I sat in my normal spot intending to enjoy some much needed solitude and at my feet was this:

dove

This is a white-winged dove They are native to Texas and often live in the city and suburbs as well as the country. It looks like this one was shot. It has an entry and exit wound right through its center. Who would have shot it? Likely neighborhood boys with BB guns. 😦

When I saw it my heart sank. I thought, “Oh no. Not a good sign! There’s goes my peace.” My second thought was that it means the end to a relationship.

I grew up around doves, specifically mourning doves in the hill country of Texas. I use to get a kick out of going near one of their nests and watching as the adult bird would fly off of it as if they were wounded. My grandfather told me this was their way of protecting their young. If predators thought the adult was wounded they would follow them and leave the nest alone. I have never seen another bird do something like that. It is ingenious!

Doves mate for life. I recall vividly my grandfather telling me how, when one dove dies, their partner will often sit next to the dead body and end up getting killed themselves because of their intense loyalty to their partner. I remember seeing this often as we would drive by a dead dove on the road. I always saw its partner not far away, usually on a tree or fence nearby. I thought it both beautiful and sad at the same time. As a kid I thought it was stupid because the living dove would just end up dead eventually. lol

Burying the Dove

Since my middle son already saw the dead dove, I let both my youngest touch it and lifted it up for them to see. It was freshly dead, still warm, and I could clearly see the entrance and exit wounds. I knew once my daughter arrived we would need to bury it. It just felt like the right thing to do.

My kids helped me picked a spot in our back yard and I dug the grave while they collected rocks. We put it in its grave and then covered it up. My daughter asked where doves go when they die. I said, “I don’t know. Dove heaven?” She said, “Is there such a thing?” I said, “Probably. It goes where all things go when they die.” My middle son kept asking why its eyes were closed. I kept repeating, “Because it’s dead.” I think he finally figured that out once we buried it. That’s him in the picture.

My youngest didn’t care at all about the dove. lol

I am hoping this “sign” is just a coincidence, but from the looks of it, it seems like a message to me. The poor dove was shot right through the heart. And it had just died. It must have fallen in that spot literally minutes before I stepped outside because it was still warm. It is cold enough outside here and the bird small enough that it would have been stiff after 15 minutes. How do I know all of this? Because as a tom-boy growing up in the country I was always messing with dead things. 😉

So maybe if it is a sign it is just to tell me that I will have little peace in the future. I really rather it not be the loss of a partner.

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Reminder: Keep Your Thoughts in Check

Today has already been very different from the last month. I awoke with an odd feeling – very “normal” and calm. I have been experiencing major up’s and down’s for some time, so the settled feeling was welcomed. My entire perception seems to have shifted over night. I wonder if this feeling marks the beginning of whatever Chapter 2 is all about?

Realizations

As is part of my daily routine with my two youngest, we went to the playground and then for a walk around the neighborhood. As I was watching them play I realized that I have been very much caught up in my mind for a while now, worrying about the future or wondering what to do next. I felt that this was a slip on my part but now I am at the point where I can resume focusing on the present, living in the present and living from my heart.

I knew my Team was communicating with me in their silent but intense way and was grateful. It is a knowingness that just rises up from within and brings with it a distinct presence; a We rather than a Me.

They suggested I practice meditation throughout my day, mainly keeping a watch on my thoughts and not letting them run a muck. With this came the reminder that I am manifesting my reality on a much higher level than ever before. It is very important right now to keep a tight rein on thought for this very reason.

I was also reminded that being present in the moment, not focusing on the future and what may or may not happen, is all part of learning to trust and follow the heart. When it is time to do something or change something I will know. The heart will tell me.

With this my heart began to pull intensely and my third-eye began to buzz.

Message well received.

So, I began to monitor my thoughts and keep them in check. I let myself observe and be present in the moment. It was/is a nice feeling. I can’t believe I forgot about it. I am corrected from within here – They say “You were distracted”. Yeah, okay, distracted. 🙂