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The energies were strong last night, but I slept through them mostly oblivious. For more than a week now my sleep has been this way. I fall asleep around 10pm and wake from a deep, deep sleep at around 4am. Then I can’t return to sleep.

This morning was the exception.

I woke at 4am and wanted to go back to sleep but kept thinking it was impossible based upon my recent pattern.I conversed with my guide for a bit, asking him, “What happened yesterday? How did I do that [channel]?” He answered, “I am part of you. All you have to do is tune in to your heart”. And with that I felt my heart chakra expand and I understood.

I then was shown a vision of a beam of brilliant white light and heard, “Flooded with light”. I understood this to mean that this was what was happening to Earth right now.

Then I was told, “Meditate more”. With this I saw my pattern of meditation and how little time I spend meditating. I felt I should meditate nearly ever night. So I decided right then and there to meditate. It put me to sleep almost immediately.

Dream: Waking at 2:22am

In my dream I woke up at 2:22am and could not go back to sleep. Groggy, I decided to get up and go to the gym and work out. I remember several times looking at the clock and it saying 2:22am. It never changed.

To my surprise there were quite a few people at the gym. I wandered into the weights area to find all the weights and equipment gone and replaced with yoga mats. People were on the mats stretching and I walked over one that was laying horizontally on the floor. All the mats were black and thick, like the ones at the gym.

I went into a trance-like state while in the dream. This part of the dream is hazy but I recall seeing lots of light. Light so brilliant it was blinding. I recall there being more than one source of this light, like it was being emitted by someone. I vaguely recall there were five sources of this light in front of me.

Mesmerized, I was brought back to awareness by a woman. I turned and saw I was sitting on her mat near her head. Her blonde hair was splayed out on the mat and she smiled at me. I quickly apologized and got up. She was then standing in front of me, much taller than me, and her energy felt different, like a guide. She asked me some questions about how I was feeling. I recall only now that she went through a list of symptoms and told me, “Your symptoms are similar to those of a heart attack”.

2I absorbed this information without alarm, somewhat dazed still. I went over to a stationary bike and sat on it, staring into space. The screen was blank and there were small containers of liquid. I picked one up to drink it but realized it wasn’t mine. I took a sip anyway, even though the woman was looking at me curiously. It tasted like some kind of tea, cinnamon and something else.

I had other dreams but this one seemed the most significant because of the repeating 2’s. When I woke up I saw a telephone dial pad and the number 2 button was highlighted.

Negativity

After the dream my thoughts went immediately to a recent situation. I posted my channeled message from yesterday in one of my groups and received a comment that was negative. The specific comment was: “Sounds like creating false hope, like many of those messages have done”.

I wanted to respond but knew instantly that it would be to no avail and only feed the negativity. Negativity must be ignored so that it chokes on itself and dies. In addition, I felt sympathy for this woman who so obviously had lost hope and was sinking in a pit of self-induced misery. She saw in my post her own plight and I understood for I have been there many times. I have felt let down many times through this process.

With the memory of this situation I understood that many, many people are just now beginning the process of ascension. I often assume everyone is on the same page as me. Here I was being reminded that this is not the case. Everyone is on their own timeline. Some are still in throwing off the Ego. Others still are in denial that anything is happening.

With the light flooding Earth at this time, those who are still in the early stages of the Shift are struggling with intense negativity, heavy burdens and life decisions. For some this has been on-going for some time, for others it has seemingly come out of nowhere.

I am also reminded that many are choosing to leave their current incarnations on Earth. It does not mean they are bailing on us or that they are “weak” or unable, they are simply making a choice that best suits them. Some will return later in the Shift. Others will wait until it is over before they return.

Ultimately, these reflections go along with the angel numbers I received in my dream and after. 222 and 2 both encourage one to have faith and patience, to avoid negativity and to trust in the Divine.

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Two Dreams and a Message

I awoke yet again at 5am not very pleased that I was waking so early. I awoke hearing my guide again. This time I remember more of our conversation.

His first words to me were in response to a dream I had just had. “You are purging”.

Dream: Civil War

The dream was about being in the South during the Civil War. I was a woman who had stayed behind with other women of the family as well as some close neighbors. We were huddled inside a large, plantation-type house that was very elaborately decorated with a grand staircase and ornate wood trim in all the rooms. The war had been raging for some time and we had begun to run out of food. I had discovered some hidden in the back and had brought it to the front but was confronted by two men who followed me into the house pretending to be friendly. I knew their intent was bad and did not have a good feeling about them.

The men were wearing ragged clothing and had hungry looks in their eyes – hungry for food as well as lust hunger. The other women heard them and came down at this time.

One man saw two children and said, “You have children here?” and I became instantly worried for their safety. I thought the men intended to hurt them, specifically that they wanted to eat them. There was a horror reaction from me along with an knowing that this was not unheard of at this time in the war.

I then was not inside the body of the woman I had been and was observing. The woman said to the man, “I am sure you are tired. Why don’t you stay and rest?” When she said this, she raised up her petticoat to reveal her “knickers“. The men instantly turned and were mesmerized, their attention now on her.

Once distracted the men did not notice another woman coming around the back of them. I missed the specifics because I was focused on the woman with her knickers showing, marveling at the detail of them. They looked like tiny shorts with ruffles on the bottom and seemed very familiar to me.

The next thing I knew, a woman had surprised one of the men and he was on the floor with her on top of him. She pulled a rifled out of his pants and had it pointed at him.

That is where the dream ended.

Message Continues

Hearing my guide say I was purging, I immediately began to go through past lives I had remembered, looking for the Civil War era. I had not recalled one during the war and wondered if perhaps the dream was a recollection of a life during that time. With this thought came a feeling that this was correct, though the dream was likely a mixture of reality and symbolism.

Distracted, my guide went on:

“You have not begun reading the book of Revelations”.

I thought to myself, “No. Not really interested”.

He continued. “It will help you understand”.

I am not really interested in reading about Armageddon but I wondered why he would suddenly bring this up after I had a dream of Civil War.

The thought/feeling that came to me then was that the purging was not just happening to me – others were also experiencing it and some would not handle it too well.

I began to think of the odd thoughts I’ve been having and the past times in which I had felt on the verge of insanity. I knew not everyone would be able to handle such thoughts/feelings/memories. As more and more people began to awaken, there would be more and more instances of instability – individual and group (countries, regions).

I shrugged off these feelings, believing they had come from a video I had viewed the day before about the “end days”. Surely I was just influenced by that?

I asked to return to sleep and to receive the answer to a question I had posed: Do I really have two more lives or do these “lives” refer to a new consciousness within this life?

The answer I received was, “You already know the answer”. And I understood that I did. Two more lives then.

Burundi Bear

I fell asleep (surprise!) and had a strangely vivid dream.

I was at a river with my middle son. We were on a fishing trip. The river reminded me of one I use to frequent as a child.

Once we found a spot from which to fish, I began baiting the hook. The rod was a plain one without a reel and I only had a single length of string. I vividly recall sticking the hook into a minnow’s head and out through its mouth and then casting it several times. One time I cast it, I saw the minnow swimming near a large bass, but the fish did not strike.

I threw out the line and it went out farther than expected. It instantly pulled and I knew I had something large on it. I pulled it in, wrapping line around my wrist. I saw something orange and suspected I had snagged a carp. I told my son this and felt somewhat afraid that it was too big for me to handle.

When I finally pulled it in, it landed on some rocks. I was surprised to find that I had snagged a small bear. I ran up to it, feeling sympathetic to it. I had to free it. The hook was in its chest and it let me pull it out. I saw very clearly its little face and tiny, pointed teeth. It looked like a teddy bear but was distinctly real with orange and brown markings and a masked face. I thought, “It’s just a baby”.

I gathered it in my arms and tried to find it’s mother but it had gotten too dark. I remember calling it a “Burundi”. This is when I woke up.

When I awoke I wondered about the bear and looked it up. Turns out, Burundi is a country and the “bear” is actually a Red Panda.

I am still unsure why the name Burundi was so vivid and why I saw the Red Panda. Burundi is in chaos currently and the Red Panda is near extinction. Was this a message regarding the state of the world? I have no clue.

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Dream: Seven Tests

I woke early and prematurely at 5:15am from a very vivid dream.

Dream: Seven Tests

The dream was about me and my family moving into a new house in the woods somewhere in the Northwest, at least that is how I perceived it. I went inside the house, which my husband purchased without me ever seeing it, and stared up at its vaulted ceilings. My guide was with me, though in the dream I did not fully recognize him. I exclaimed to my guide, “The ceilings are transparent but they aren’t made of glass!” He said, “Yes. It is a material you do not have on Earth. It is thin and malleable. A good construction material with excellent insulating qualities”. I continued to stare up at the see-through ceilings that we draped in a fine material that hit the floor and resembled a solid wall.

Inside was brought a small Christmas tree, freshly cut. It was only 3 feet high and I wondered about it. To my thought my guide responded, “You did not want a big one”. I remember this, thinking, “Oh yeah”, as I watched my “family” (they did not appear as my family in real life) put the tree in the center of a coffee table that was located near a fireplace.

I then walked toward the back of the house to where the rooms were located. This part of the house appeared to be an add-on made of different material and with a lower ceiling. I saw a table and what appeared to be a low counter. It reminded me of a coffee shop and I was told the previous occupants, and old man and woman, use to run a business there. I still liked it and thought of all of its potential. Someone mentioned it would need new floor as I looked out the door and saw the trees and a dirt path.

I walked outside and around the house and saw a playground nearby. My daughter was suddenly with me and we went to investigate. There was a very tall slide that she ran eagerly toward. I cautioned her, fearing she would fall, but she climbed up anyway. I was happy to think her school would be close because the playground was adjacent to one.

Turning back toward the house I saw three women sitting outside having a drink. Suddenly I began talking to them about a “test” we all had to take. The women shifted from two to three, the third sometimes showing to be male. I recall hearing my own husband say he passed the test and me not wanting to take it or study for it. The specific test was just one in a group of tests that needed to be passed, seven in all I think. This one was related to first aid. My husband got a 75% and the neighbor got a 70%. They were telling me I should study. I didn’t want to.

I asked the neighbors if the school was the one my child would go to. They said no and showed me a huge culvert that they walked their children through. Their school was on the other side. I did not like the looks of it and thought they were planning something sinister. I suddenly felt these neighbors were not “safe” and began to back away from them. They gave me their names and I repeated them several times, but I soon forgot them.

Interpretation

The move to a new house feels symbolic of entering a new spiritual stage, one which I have yet to “see” as I did not know what the house looked like in the dream.

The ceiling indicates my spiritual perspective. In this case it is growing larger, encompassing more and made of a new material which allows for a better view, a bigger view.

The Christmas tree symbolizes spiritual enlightenment. In this case I only allowed myself so much of this (three feet tall), almost as if I am afraid of too much too soon. I can identify with this completely. Baby steps sound better to me than leaps and bounds at this point!

The house changes to a store of some kind. The fact that it was owned by an old couple and I felt comfortable there seems to indicate that this place is a place I enjoy being and that such a place exists within my reach if I want it. I could see out the door into the forest outside. There was a feeling of calm and a desire to be in this forest and explore. Forests happen to symbolize transitional phases.

The playground is likely a desire of mine to let loose and have fun. I am cautious to do this however as my “daughter” (me) runs off and enjoys herself. I let go of this worry and allow her to do so even though the slide is very, very tall. The slide, fittingly, symbolizes the loss of control.

The tests indicate a feeling of being scrutinized and feeling a need to meet certain expectations. I keep avoiding the test and also do not want to study for it. The test is a test on first aid which I suspect symbolizes healing. It is interesting to me that there are 7 tests. 7 is the number of spiritual awakening, awareness, and universal consciousness.

The tunnel could represent a narrow minded view of something or some kind of birth or new beginnings as well as an exploration into the subconscious. In this case it causes me to be wary of my three neighbors, who I believe are teachers or guides of some kind. This tunnel was dark and unknown. I had such reservation to go in it, even though I knew it led to good things. I suspect it leads to areas of myself that I have yet to fully explore and this scares me.

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Night of Vivid Dreams

Sleep was good last night and I feel rested this morning. The only problem is I had a very long dream, one of those dreams that continues after waking and then falling back to sleep.

I won’t go into the dream details but I want to explore the symbolism because some symbols reappeared throughout.

Puffer Fish and Babies

In one dream a woman caught a huge Puffer Fish. It was bloated and the size of a beach ball. From inside she pulled two small babies and I was shocked. I asked, “It is a marsupial?” I knew we were in Australia at the time and almost became lucid.

The babies then traveled with us throughout the dream. We were protecting them.

Puffer fish symbolize repressed or unexpressed anger. Because it was puffed up, it symbolizes the holding in of something (not specified) which is in danger of exploding at any time.

Interestingly, babies represent warmth, innocence and new beginnings. In this case, there were two (not twins), and I was protecting them. They grew up to young boys in the dream, even. Two symbolizes duality, partnership and soul receptivity.

From looking at the symbols here I suspect I was discussing how I transmuted something negative into something positive. Growth is occurring.

Houses

There were many different houses in my dream. The most common was a cluster of houses inside a compound. They were not lived in, but empty and waiting to be moved into. I remember walking along a cobblestone path between the houses and thinking that I liked this place, which I called a “commune”. I liked the idea of living there and felt comfortable, even suggesting we invite others to live there.

The house in general is symbolic of the soul and Self. In this case I believe I was discussing other aspects of mySelf and exploring the possibility that these exist.

In another dream I located a house in the commune which I recognized and pointed it out. I told my mother, “I want to move back there” and pointed to it. It was white with large windows in the front and two front doors. It was still occupied but the owners were moving out and were going to let me move in. They gave me a Mother’s Day present, which I opened. Two balloons floated out of it and it spewed confetti everywhere. Inside were small pieces of candy. The present cost $16 I was told. I felt I did not deserve it.

This dream represented a forgotten aspect of mySelf. I seemed fond of it. I explored it in great depth, even the backyard which had a hutch with wild rabbits and a crystal clear swimming pool. I believe I was being encouraged to explore this aspect and that is why I was given the present. There are other symbols here as well, but I won’t go into depth on them.

Whiskey Lullaby

When I awoke a song was in my head called “Whiskey Lullaby”. It was only one part of the song, which repeated over and over. This was the second morning that I awoke singing it to myself.

The lyrics I heard were:

Life is short but this time it was bigger
Than the strength she had to get up off her knees

It’s quite a depressing song and the lyrics I heard made me wonder if perhaps I had gotten in over my head in this life.

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Semi-Lucid Dream: Heart Expansion

I awoke around 5:30am and asked to astral project. I fell back to sleep quickly.

I gradually began to gain lucidity. I was in a shallow, rocky pool with others like myself. We were spread out and discussing the healing processes we had each been through. I felt comfortable but at the same time was not sure who these people were or where I was.

There was an older gentleman near me who I had been working closely with. He was very familiar to me. He had blonde hair, or maybe it was white, but had deep furrows in his brow and laugh lines around his eyes and mouth. I assumed him to be about 20 years older than me.

We were talking about the healing sessions but I can’t recall it in detail now. I felt drawn to the man and so moved in closer to him as we talked. There was a moment when I felt a decision was made to proceed to the next “step” in the process. I remember looking at the water and seeing that we were sitting inside a rocky, clear stream. The boulders were dark and smooth and the water shallow but deep enough to cover our legs as we sat in it. I fiddled with several red bricks that were at my feet and looked out of place. I said, “The bricks moved” as I tried to put them back in place.

The man said something to me and I turned and looked at him. His eyes were smiling even though he wasn’t. I made the “decision” then and fell into his arms. It seemed as if I melted into him and at that moment I didn’t care about my life or the consequences of this decision I made. All I knew is that I would give up everything I had to be right here, right now – forever.

As I held onto him I was approached by a little girl. She had dark, curly hair and was very timid-like. A woman was behind her and I felt she was her guide/caretaker. The little girl touched my knee and spoke to me.

“Quiero la verdad”, she said to me softly. But I heard her also say, “Tengo la verdad” at exactly the same time.

Confused, I caught only the word, “verdad” and knew immediately the translation.

“Truth”, I said aloud. “She said, ‘Truth'”.

I then looked behind her at the woman guardian and felt we needed to invite the little girl to/into us.

Heart Connection

The sensation of the connection I had just made woke me up and I lay there in total bliss as the energy of my heart chakra expanded. I felt the presence of my Companion close and knew something was up, but didn’t care. This indescribable feeling was all I cared about. I also knew the little girl who spoke Spanish was me and that she brought with her “truth”.

I tried to figure out what the feeling I felt was. I had been, still was, willing to give up everything for the feeling. It was similar to intense sexual attraction without the sexual part. It was like I had found my other half and there was no way I was about to let it go. (As I type this my heart is expanding again and the feeling makes me want to cry with joy)

My Companion said to me, “We are One”, and as I worried the feeling would leave he said, “It is always there. It will always be there”.

The feeling intensified and I caught myself holding my breath.

“It is beautiful”, I said to him. And it was/IS.

I recognized then that some of my other chakras were sporadically pulling and filling with the blissful energy as well. I felt my second chakra and my third eye the most intensely, but my root chakra also pulled. As I focused on them, I heard my Companion comment on the thoughts I had. My second chakra is nearly cleared and soon there will be a full alignment and the energy will pour in from the top and the bottom. I could only imagine how that would feel. His comment to that was, “Soon”.

I didn’t wan to move or leave. I said to him, “I don’t want this to stop – ever”.

I was instructed to relax and let go, so I did. An image then came to me of a shelf with hay, similar to the nesting boxes of chickens. I saw myself selecting eggs, but these were no ordinary eggs. They were huge, like ostrich eggs, and each was a vibrant color. I saw blue first and reached for it and held it in my hands. It was larger than my hand! I then became fully lucid and said, “They are the chakras!” as I saw a yellow one, an orange one, and a purple one. I looked for the red one and when I saw it the image vanished and I saw myself surrounded by a circle which was clear on the inside but outlined in solid red.

I woke up fully then, still feeling the amazing sensation expanding from my heart center. I rolled over and our conversation continued, but I don’t recall it all now. I was instructed to lay on my back, so I did. I also recall being told to not resume smoking (I quit my one-cigarette a night a week ago today).

The next part will be in my next entry for this one is too long already.

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Strange Exposed Feeling Brings a Message

I’ve been meaning to mention a strange feeling I’ve been getting for some time now, but for some reason I keep forgetting. Today, though, it reappeared and I vowed to mention it before I once again forgot.

The feeling is a curious one and I think it goes hand in hand with the feeling of “living a dream” that I’ve been also having. For this entire week when I go out in public I feel naked and exposed. I freak out because I swear I forgot to put on clothing. I have to actually look down at my body to make sure I’m not naked!

The feeling of it is identical to similar dream experiences I’ve had. One minute I am fine and going about my day when suddenly I notice someone looking at me strangely or some other aspect of my surroundings stands out to me. Then, it is like time stands still and I suddenly feel naked. Right then and there I have to look down at my clothes or I focus on the feel of my clothes to make sure I am not naked.

It is so weird!!

Today, when it happened, it did not cause much concern – I am getting use to it. Yet later, when I was sitting in front of the T.V. the memory of it came back to me suddenly along with the notion that life IS a dream and this sudden exposed feeling is meant to remind me of that.

But why?

That is when the thought entered my mind both as a question and a statement – “I am resisting/Why are you resisting?”

I was thrown into present time instantly and a strange feeling accompanied it; the feeling of being in the presence of my Council. For some reason when communicating with them I feel like a little child who has done something wrong. I was overwhelmed with a sudden mild panic.

After a few deep breathes, I calmed down. “Resisting? Resisting what?”, I wondered to myself and to them at the same time.

I began to remember the times in my OBEs when I resisted. It always ended the same: me back in my body prematurely, having to start all over again. Only when I did not resist and followed where the experience led did my OBEs last and reveal whatever they were suppose to.

It appears I am being told to “go with the flow” and allow life to show me my path.

But it is so, so slow compared to an OBE.

And everything still feels really, really weird. It has been like this all week!

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You May Now Exit the Roller Coaster

After this morning’s detached feeling, my day began to get frustrating. First, my car was dead when I tried to drive to the gym with my kids. They were all buckled in and then….click. Ominous silence. I am thinking, “Maybe I should just skip the gym today? I don’t really have to go there to do my workout…”.

So out we climbed, me irritated and my youngest unable to process that he was not going to go somewhere in the big car with mommy and his brother. He then followed me yell-crying – “Ouw-wow-wow-wow mahhh-wahhh” – while I called my husband to see if he would come give my car a jump.

My husband called the neighbor who came over with a battery charger in tow. It didn’t work too well. My car was totally dead.

Then we could not get the car into neutral so we could back it out of the garage and properly jump the battery. Apparently, Toyota makes their cars idiot-proof by making sure it won’t go into gear when the battery is dead. Thank goodness for Google which revealed there is a hidden box with a secret button that miraculously unlocks the shifter.

By now I am over an hour later than normal but I still head off to the gym. I had a momentary consideration that maybe I should just skip the gym today. This was the second time I had it. And the second time I disregarded it.

At the gym my littlest became a screaming mess and howled as I left him at the daycare while my older son happily went to play. The childcare worker assured me this was normal and he would calm down when I left. After my 5 minute warm-up the familiar face of the childcare worker popped in to tell me I had to get my child. “We have a policy on crying. We can’t hold them and we can only let them cry so much”.

Really?

By this time I was about ready to lose my cool. I got home and called my husband, thanking him for his help and then bursting into tears when I asked him if he could spare his lunch to watch the kids so I could get a little “me” time. He agreed. I’m not really sure why I cried.

I still felt oddly disconnected as I made lunch and cooled down. By the time my husband called to say he was on his way home I was 100% better and I recognized my failure to listen to the warnings which I had gotten all morning long before, during and now after the ordeal.

After my workout (yes – I finally got to go to the gym!) I got a surge of energy and stability. I finally felt reconnected to my body (a good workout will do that) and still do now.

What is funny is that this hiccup in my day and the high’s and low’s it created left me feeling similar to how one feels when they exit a roller coaster. What a wild ride! hehe

And all I keep thinking is, “This is a dream. This is a dream. This is a dream”.

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Dream: Healing Surgery and Nursing Kittens

Since yesterday’s download I have made sure to maintain the connection via my heart center. It is not an easy task but has been manageable and almost second nature. It appears that I had some training on this at some point in my 10 hours of sleep the night before last that instructed me to focus on my heart anytime I felt unstable.

Listening and Making Changes

I have finally stopped the one cigarette a night habit that I was asked to end over a month ago. I replaced this habit with a new one – reading. I actually use to read nightly before bed while sipping a cup of tea when I had been struggling with insomnia and it was the perfect solution to that dilemma. So it was not a difficult switch back especially since I am reading Castaneda’s The Teachings of Don Juan.

I have also begun taking the supplement Maca root three times a day upon an urging to balance my physical body. This was not a specific instruction, just a gut feeling of mine to try something for my second chakra which has been giving me issues since the birth of my last child by c-section. So far I have noticed it has been helping to purge the meridians between the root and second chakra and the second chakra and the third.

Dream: Healing Surgery and Nursing Kittens

Prior to bed I had a memory suddenly emerge of a lucid dream in which my heart chakra was healed. I knew this was a message that similar healing was to occur in my lower chakras. I asked if I would be lucid and was told, “No”. Accepting this, I fell asleep.

In the early morning hours I had a vivid dream in which I was laying in a hospital bed with tubes and monitors on me. I had just had major surgery and was becoming aware of what had occurred. I looked down at my swollen body and saw my abdomen and entire lower body was fully exposed. My body felt numb and huge, as if I were a 500lb person instead of a 130lb person. I also had a light pink, nearly healed incision line that went across my belly button from one side of my body to the other. I wondered briefly why they had not just used my c-section incision spot. I worried my new scar would mean I would never wear a bikini again.

I was instructed to move about to initiate quick healing and recovery from the surgery. The man instructing me had dark hair and reminded me of a coworker. I listened to him, recognizing him as my doctor.

I climbed out of bed and waddled around. I recall at this time having food presented to me and being ravenously hungry. There were plates of food but the one I recall most vividly was one of macaroni and cheese and green peas. I picked out the peas and ate all the macaroni.

Then I was watching a scene in front of me in which a young girl found 8 small kittens and was feeding them and taking care of them. The girl said she named one kitten “Blue”. I remember shifting into the scene and helping her gather them up and nurse them but the kittens were a strange orange-yellow color. One little gray one was thought to be dead but turned up alive.

Healing

I awoke from this strange dream to a feeling of energy in my mid-section. What is interesting is that the energy was in exactly the same place where the incision had been in my dream. It felt like someone had cut me in half at the stomach but there was no pain. The energy went all the way around my stomach and I could feel it around my middle back.

I quickly connected the dream with the healing energy I was feeling and recognized the presence of my Companion. He confirmed healing was taking place and that blockages in the meridians were the main focus. It was interesting to me that the area of healing was between the second and third chakras and I recalled in my dream that the kittens were a strange orange-yellow color – a blend of the two chakra colors.

I was wondering what this healing meant when my Companion sent me a visual of the energy coming up from the root and connecting to the heart. At the same time I saw energy entering via my crown and connecting with the heart. This visual showed energy flowing into my heart from both directions and there was a recognition that this was a good thing. Then I received a message that this would take time but was 40% complete.

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Spiritual Training

As this day unfolds more and more of the conversation I had with my Companion last night comes back to me.

Spiritual Training

I am currently in a period of spiritual training, one in which I am re-developing spiritual abilities long lost or gone very rusty. The analogy was presented to me of that of weight training, probably because that is what I am doing for my physical body at this time. It was asked for me to consider how weight training works. I responded that you increase the weight for different muscle groups in order to strengthen the muscle. It takes months of repetitive motion, of lifting increasingly more and more weight, for the muscle to respond and grow in size. One also has to eat more and supplement with protein to make sure the muscle has the right nutrients needed to respond to training.

Similarly, we must train spiritual abilities that have long gone dormant for lack of use. We must be routine in this training and not slack off for to slack off and grow lazy in such training will quickly lead to the deterioration of ability. Like muscle, our ability must be strengthened over time and nourished from within.

Empathy: Friend or Foe?

I had a dream last night that related to this analogy.

I entered a room that I vaguely recognized. Laying on a table were two bugs of marijuana, as if to remind me of drug use and its effect on one’s spiritual ability.

Then a young girl dressed in orange and bound in handcuffs came out a side door. She was frazzled and nearly ran into me. I was carrying my littlest in my arms, but he was much younger, perhaps 4 months old. Her face touched him and she smiled. I instantly felt sympathy for her and began talking calmly with her.

“You like babies, don’t you?”

“Yes,” she replied.

I let her touch his chubby arm and briefly she seemed happy.

She began to look nervous and was looking around as if to find a way to escape. I looked at her closely. She had freckles and long, thin dark blonde hair. She was about 4 inches shorter than me.

She looked me in the face and said, “You know me, don’t you? Why don’t you give readings anymore?”

Not surprised, I answered, “I can still, but I don’t. You don’t need a reading. You already know”.

She didn’t seem convinced.

Then two men came out and began to transport her away. She resisted, trying to stay with me. I leaned forward and told her, “You’re an empath. You can tell what I am thinking, feeling. You feel the answers”.

They began to take her away and I called out to her, “Being an empath can help you! But be careful, it can also hurt you”.

Considerations

Only just now did I put the dream and the analogy together. They seem important, as if the spiritual training is needed in this area or else there will be consequences.

Empathy is telepathy here in the physical. Honestly, I think as we develop the gift further we will be fully telepathic. Unfortunately, at this time the gift is untrained and poorly utilized. The Ego misinterprets the signals and disbelief is rampant.

I was born empathic and I suffered greatly from it in my youth. I did not know my feelings from the feelings of my parents and during their divorce my life became a living hell. That was when I first started wanting to go Home. I use to say over and over, “I wish I was dead”.

I continued to feel others thoughts throughout school. I isolated myself to protect myself. This technique worked but I became bitter and angry. People’s words did not match the feelings they sent out. Everyone was lying!

As an adult I have grown use to this hypocrisy. I have learned, by chance, how to differentiate my feelings and thoughts from those around me. I am not perfect at it and there is much to be learned. Apparently I am being reminded that this spiritual “muscle” needs building.

The intense energy of the Shift is wreaking havoc all around. I had thought I was impervious to it, but I am thinking now that I am not. Not at all. The negative energy, the thoughts and emotions, they are bombarding me more than ever. A closed heart does nothing to stop the bombardment. It infiltrates even the most impenetrable defenses.

I believe this message was given to me so I would not be so hard on myself. There is a reason, an explanation, for all the crazy changes lately.

by

Lucid Dream: My House

After a rollercoaster of a day caused my blood sugar fluctuations, I went to bed on a low asking for assistance from my Team.

Lucid Dream: My House

I began to gain lucidity while walking into a room in a house that I knew was mine. The room was mostly empty except for some bags on the floor near a closet that were partially unpacked. I saw some clothing on the floor and walked past it toward a dark haired man who was sitting on the floor in the closet.

I knew this man but was not 100% familiar with who he was. I sat down next to him, cross-legged, about two feet away. He was also sitting cross-legged as if meditating. Perhaps that is what we were doing?

During this time I had thoughts and knowingness about this man. I knew we didn’t talk much; our conversations were without words through a deep connection. Yet I felt distant from him and hesitant to interact with him, even without words. There was a memory of us being separated and using our deep connection to stay in touch.

I remember looking upon him fondly with recognition. My conscious mind tried to match his face to my memories. He appeared similar to an ex-boyfriend of mine and the feeling that came off of him was calm and reassuring, similar to how that ex use to make me feel when he hugged me.

Then I was watching this dark haired man from a distance as he interacted with a friend. I was at first jealous and suspected him of cheating on me, but then I saw that the woman he was interacting happily with was quite pregnant. She seemed near the end of her pregnancy, her huge stomach draped in a vibrant, dark blue maternity blouse.

Relieved, I continued to watch from a distance, gliding through empty rooms and cream-colored walls. There was a feeling that I had been away for a long time. The feeling was similar to when a loved one moves overseas to a distant land and has been gone for twenty or more years.

I entered a room, finally exposing myself, and stopped a woman and said, “Why are you in my house?” I don’t think it was the same pregnant woman but am not sure because as soon as I spoke to her she vanished.

Then I spotted the man in the closet, this time standing. When I saw him I immediately went to him and he outstretched his arms. I saw his face shift at this time, the jawline becoming more square and prominent. Did he look like Robin Williams?

He said to me very audibly, “You have’t been yourself lately”.

In that instant I felt ashamed. I said, “I know. I’m sorry”.

A flood of images came into my mind but most are lost to me now. All I can recall now is that I remember being hermit-like, shunning social situations with others and rejecting the emotional connection with family.

I fell into his arms and felt an amazing relief rush over me. The feeling was that I finally came Home and could relax because now I was safe and would always be cared for. I wanted to stay in his arms forever.

Conversation

The hug caused me to fully awaken and I immediately grieved for the loss of the feeling I had just had.

“I want to go back”, I told him.

I knew that the man was me, my Higher Self. I also knew the other characters were me as well, even the pregnant woman.

The image of Robin Williams came on strongly this time. It was his face I saw in the dream. Does this represent my current state? I thought again about the message I received the night before: Rewire-Retrial.

It was obvious that I had entered once again a state of emergency and so my Companion had initiated contact. This time I was resistant and angry, all the feelings rising to the surface.

We talked for about an hour as my Companion reassured me that this was not a real emergency, just a downward spiral that needed correcting, which was easily done. I did not feel this way, of course. I explained that I was tired of failing to stay centered; the rollercoaster was getting tiresome and every contact with him caused the homesickness to worsen and abandonment issues to arise. I didn’t understand why I would torture myself like this.

He repeated over and over that he had never left and asked if he could help me. I rejected his offer initially but toward the end of our discussion I finally gave in and accepted it.

He told me that I needed to let him take the reigns once again. I felt like a failure for ever taking them back. He reminded me of advice I had given to a student just the day before: “If at first your don’t succeed, try, try again”.

I asked him if the process would be like it was in May and he said, “Not this time”. I understood this to mean it would be more work on my part; it would not just be something that happened as easily as it did before.

When I awoke in the morning I felt him near and he asked me if I was ready and I responded that I was not sure. I am still not sure I can do it. It seems like too much work.