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Come a Little Closer

When I woke up this morning the above song was in my head. It is called Come a Little Closer by Cage the Elephant. The specific part of the song that i was singing was the chorus – Come a little closer, then you’ll see. But the rest of the chorus, which I did not know until I looked up the lyrics, makes quite a bit of sense to me.

Come a little closer, then you’ll see
Come on, come on, come on
Things aren’t always what they seem to be
Come on, come on, come on
Do you understand the things you been seein’
Come on, come on, come on
Do you understand the things that you’ve been dreaming
Come a little closer, then you’ll see

Cage The Elephant – Come A Little Closer Lyrics | MetroLyrics

Interestingly, I felt really good upon waking. My energy was high and I felt excited but I didn’t know why. My dreams had been very vivid and were still very much on my mind. As I thought of them, my guide surrounded me in energy. It wrapped around from behind and came around to the front, shooting from my midsection both up and down until it covered me entirely. The entire time, the song kept repeating in my head.

georgeMonkey on a Train

The first dream I had in a long line of dreams last night was an odd one. I was on a train with many others but we were “working”. I am not sure what our job was and I was only really aware of a couple of other people with me – one man and an older woman who was the supervisor.

As I did my rounds I went to the cargo area of the train. It was huge and piled with suitcases and other things. I remember seeing movement and saw a small monkey sitting on top of one of the suitcases looking at me. He looked like one of those circus monkeys or maybe even a little like a real-life Curious George. I wonder if this was purposeful since I was told the name “George” yesterday in my dream?

I sent someone after him but he ran and entered the train where all the people were.

Caustic Beach

The next thing I recall is being outside in a tropical area. I was talking to someone, a man, about leaving because someone in our group had done something wrong. I walked out toward the beach and saw that instead of sand, there were these strange, small green plants. They appeared to be succulents and were prickly and grew close to the ground. I tiptoed over them, being careful not to step on them. I accidentally did and my foot stung for a bit but I managed to make it to the water. I remember someone asking me why I went that way, knowing what the plants could do. I suddenly saw in my mind a memory of the man who we had been searching for. He ran across the beach barefooted and his feet became swollen and sore from the plants whose thorns and venom made them like raw, open blisters.

We went back to the apartment to “wait it out” before we made our next move. Again, I still felt like someone in our group was a fugitive and I was along for the ride.

While waiting, I began to write down some things on a piece of paper. When I did this, I was instantly transported into a large auditorium. I looked up and saw that I was not alone. I was sitting next to a man who was looking over at what I was writing down. He said, “How do you know the answers? I couldn’t find them anywhere.” I looked at him and said, “It is easy. They are right in front of you”. The man looked quizzical. I looked closer at him and his appearance. He had a mop of sandy blond hair on his head and his build reminded me somewhat of a football player.

Death Certificate

I was again transported to a new scene. I was walking through double glass doors into a building. I saw in front of me a group of school girls dressed in black or gray huddled together in a group. They were various ages but the oldest was no more than 10.

I was approached by a woman, their teacher. She welcomed me and showed me the class list, asking if my name was on it. I looked at the list and saw around five handwritten names in a column. All of them were just first names except one: Linda, J. For some reason I knew this was me and told the teacher. She ushered me to my seat.

The teacher went on to talk to use about class and what we would be doing. She approached me and showed me a sheet of paper. She then asked me to fill in the name of the person who would declare the cause of death. It was then I realized I was looking at my own death certificate. I showed her that it was already written. The word, “Psychica” was written there. The teacher said, “Are you sure you want just anyone’s name there?” I thought about it and began to wonder whose name I should put there. The coroner? The medical examiner? What was the person’s title that I should put there?

It was then I noticed another class next to ours. It was much larger and there was a lot of laughter coming from the class. I wished I could be in a fun class. I peeked around the corner and saw them playing a game. Behind them was the ocean.

I turned to my teacher and said, “I didn’t know we were near the ocean!” She nodded. I said, “I can’t even hear it. It is so quiet!”. Then it was as if clouds or fog lifted and the drab building we were in opened up to reveal a beach with all sorts of people on it. I saw we were on a peninsula, too. Water on both sides!

In front of me I saw a large ship with people on it. They were all having a grand time jumping and partying. Then another one went by. It was pure white and towered high in the sky. People were jumping down from the top and being caught in white capsules that enveloped them. I was in awe.

It was then that a boat came and parked in front of my class. I was told that a game was on going. I watched as people got into seats and began tossing things at me and my classmates. They were suppose to hit us. If they did, they scored a point.

A ball came toward me and hit between my legs. The guy who threw it cheered and I said, “No, you didn’t hit me”. Everyone got silent and then they agreed, he had not made the point. So he tried again and I blocked him with a black and white backpack.

It was then that I was moved to another class. I don’t know why exactly but it was obvious that I was moved. I immediately noticed they were all wearing pure red clothes. I saw familiar faces and felt at ease.We stood together, this small group of five or so (all women), looking ahead. A blonde woman turned and looked at me and said, “You have lots of engrams”. I was shocked. What did she just say to me? I turned to a classmate standing beside me and asked, “Did you hear what she said?” “Yes,” she said, “But I don’t know what an engram is”. I said, “I do. I wonder why she said that?”

When I sat down, the same girl who said the strange thing to me approached me. She had blonde hair cut in layers and appeared to be in her mid-twenties. She said something to me about teaching ELA (English Language Arts). I recognized that she was introducing herself so I told her, “I am a teacher, too, but I don’t teach ELA”.

I thought for a while as did she. Then we both began to talk at the same time. I said, “I forgot, I don’t teach, I’m a counselor”. She said to me, “Oh yeah, I am also a counselor”. I remember feeling that I had said something good. I was remembering something important.

stewardWe are Stewards

I began to feel very weird at this time in the dream. I knew I was dreaming and all the dreams I had been having were coming into my mind at once. The symbolism was not lost to me and I was trying to understand it all. I began wondering to myself, “Why did I have a backpack again? Why was it black and white? And why am I now wearing red? Why did that woman tell me I had lots of engrams? And what was that death certificate about?”

This is when I awoke hearing the song in my mind. I let the energy envelope me.

I continued to wonder about my dreams. The feeling I had was perplexing. Why was I so happy? The energy continued to move through me and it reminded me of the colors I saw in my dream. Black and white. What do those colors mean? Yin and yang? Male and female? And then why did I move to red?

I instantly thought of my root chakra and heard, “We are clearing it”. The energy began to intensify and I hoped it would move into one chakra but it didn’t. It just lingered and felt calming.

Then I heard him say,”We are stewards”. I questioned this saying, “Me? You and I?” He replied, “Yes”.

Then I began thinking about what the woman said to me about engrams. An engram is a term used in Scientology. It is “a mental image picture which is a recording of an experience containing pain, unconsciousness and a real or fancied threat to survival. It is a recording in the reactive mind of something which actually happened to an individual in the past and which contained pain and unconsciousness. It must, by definition, have impact or injury as part of its content. These engrams are a complete recording, down to the last accurate detail, of every perception present in a moment of partial or full unconsciousness.”

The fact that I was told I have a lot of engrams was not surprising to me. I am sure I do. I thought about some of the past lives I have remembered and got a bit nervous.

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222

Initially upon waking this morning at 6am yet again, I was in a horrible mood. I felt a wall of impenetrable darkness descending upon me and I was caught up in it. I don’t know exactly what caused it because I do not recall my dreams now. This is likely because, whilst in the midst of the dark feelings, I swore to forget my dreams upon waking, to not write about them and ignore any messages they might bring. I recalled them at the time of this declaration. I do not remember a bit of them now.

I tossed and turned for some time, the feeling of gloom heavy upon me. I must have fallen back to sleep, though, because I soon became lucid while in a dream.

Service

I found myself in my car waiting in a long line at a gas pump. I was out of the car pacing about and talking to some of the people in front of me. I could see a building ahead of me. It appeared to be the service station but it looked more like the front porch of a country house. It had wood porch beams with red, cracked paint, and wood steps leading up to the porch. People were walking back and forth gathering donations while also taking payment for the gas.

I filled my car and heard a voice say, “I’m George. I will be helping you today. That will be $101.00”. In my mind I saw an image of the bill and the amount was odd. It said, “$.001.00”. I was shocked and said, “I didn’t even fill up my tank”. He said, “It is a service charge. Your car is due for service”. I said, “I don’t want service now”. He said, “Ok. I will adjust your bill”. Then in my mind I saw, “$15”. That was more like it!

Being I did not fill my car up completely, I filled it up again. This time I heard the voice of George again and he said, “That will be $100”. I was confused and then he said, “Oh, I will take the service off”.

I pulled up to the porch where the donations were being sorted and rolled down the window of my Prius. A woman asked me, “Who helped you”. I said, “George. I think”. She stopped a young man who was busy and he stopped. He had a piece of paper or something over one side of his face. I found this weird.

I got out of the car for some reason at this point. I saw a man standing near the edge of the porch. I studied his face. He looked to be caught up in his thoughts. He also seemed sad. I felt sorry for him and wanted to comfort him but since I did not know him, I decided not to. He looked like the Marlboro man and I believe he was even smoking a cigarette. Note: When I first met my guide Steven he appeared to look similar to the Marlboro man – hat and boots and all!

Somehow, the man and I began talking and I saw him as a guy I use to go to school with. I was suddenly aware that I was back in my hometown. He told me that there was some kind of celebration going on and invited me to stay. I thought against it and then heard my name called from across the parking lot. There were girls I had gone to school with. I had not seen them in ages!

They were in a pickup and drove by, asking me to come to the event. I decided to go. “Why not?” I said to the guy. And we walked down the street towards the celebrations. I recall asking what the event was and they said this young boy was going to demonstrate his amazing gift. I don’t know what the gift was but they made it sound supernatural.

Being lucid as I was in this dream, I was still somewhat foggy until this point. I took over the dream at this point and decided to go home to my house. I was instantly transported to a room. I left the room and walked into the master bedroom. My first thought was, “No one is going to be there”. And sure enough, no one was. The walls and ceilings of the room were gray and the room was dark. I saw the bed to my left and on the wall in front of me was a bulletin board. On the board was a large piece of white paper with bright red writing on it. I did not try to read it but the numbers 222 jumped out at me. The red ink had drip marks and almost seemed like blood.

I remember thinking, “None of this matters” and feeling very hopeless about the pointless experience I was having. With this thought I awoke.

222

This number indicates that I am being asked to have faith that everything is happening for a reason. I may not be able to see it now, but there is always a purpose behind everything in life. My guides are asking me to not lose faith and to try not to get caught up in negativity and hopelessness.

Easier said than done.

waitUnderstanding

I avoided writing anything upon waking this morning because I was so disillusioned by all that has (or hasn’t) been happening to me lately. I actually was ready to write a post that said I was no longer going to focus upon dreams and ascension-related issues or kundalini. I really felt done with it all when I woke up.

What I have since realized is that what I am feeling is very normal considering what I am being told. I am not a patient person, haven’t ever really been patient. I like to keep busy and I like to feel needed and challenged. Yet I am being told now that it is not time yet. I am being held back for a reason; a reason that I do not know or fully remember. I recognized also that my passion, my life’s work, is what is on hold. On hold for quite a while, too. How would you feel if you knew your purpose, or at least had an idea or a feeling of what it was, and was told, “Sorry. Not yet. You have to wait”. How patient would you be? Could you wait a year? 5? 10? 20?

These exact same conditions occurred for me after my first awakening in 2003. I did not listen to the warnings I got back then (so new and over zealous). I embarked on a journey that I was destined to fail because I was not ready yet. The timing was wrong. I was forewarned, told it would be four years. I didn’t want to wait. I remember my guide saying to me when I made the decision, “You will regret doing this”. He was right, too. But at the time I thought it was the right move.

Now it seems I am fulfilling other promises I made. I know who they are to. My husband. My children. Maybe to others as well.

The waiting is hard, but I have done it before. It is odd to me how I know when it is “time”. I get told. I hear a voice tell me when. Yep. Ha! Call me crazy but that is how it happens.

It has happened three times now. The first was when I left my ex. I heard, “Get out now!” (I will never forget that). The second was when I met my current husband. I heard, “This is it” when we first came face to face. I had been told the night before, “You will meet someone” but I shrugged it off. “Yeah. So I will meet someone. I will meet a lot of people”, I replied. Imagine my surprise to hear “This is it” as I am looking into my current husband’s eyes thinking, “He is my angel”. The final time was last year when I heard, “Leave” and knew it meant it was the right time to sell my house, a house I tried to sell two times before without success. Then there is a bidding war and we made $30k more than our asking price! This and other perfectly timed things happened.

After three times, I do not doubt there will be a fourth. And I do not doubt that timing is everything. I had to wait years for each of these moments. I struggled with the same feelings I have now. It is HARD knowing you are waiting for the next step and can’t take it until everything is just right. Its even harder when you know that if you try to move forward too soon that you will face much more misery than if you just waited. I only needed to learn that once. Not again.

So I will suck it up and wait. God help me. This will be hard. I know just under four years before the next step. My guide says, “That is not a long time”. Yeah, well, you come down here and live it. Then maybe you will think differently!

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Toy Store

I awoke in a very sour mood this morning. Not only did I wake up at 6am on my day off (again!) but I awoke with an answer to a question I asked my guides upon sleeping that did not make me happy.

Green Serum and Classroom

The dreams I had last night were part of why I woke up feeling so negative.

Green Serum

In one dream I was with small a group of people. Some I recognized. They were all people associated with my husband. Specifically, his boss, who died last November from double lung failure, was there. The whole dream centered mostly around his boss. He was receiving a treatment for after his death and was being taken to a special place to be rejuvenated. The treatment was in this large container that reminded me of those tubes you put your deposits in at the bank. Inside was this gelatinous florescent green liquid. I could see the large bubbles in it and my focus was on this tube most of the dream.

I went along with the group as my husband’s boss, we will call him Bob, was taken to a facility that specialized in rejuvenation. I watched as the group gathered around him in a circle. He was in the middle holding the cylinder. I remember that his arms was the primary focus at the time. The people appeared very knowledgeable in the process, as if this was their primary, or only, purpose.

After watching this, “Bob” came up to me holding the green cylinder. We spoke but I do not remember what about. The only thing I remember him saying is, “I’m sorry”. I accepted his apology and thought nothing of it. I had no issue with what he had said to me when he was alive (he had called my guide a “Demon”). Note: Later, after I woke and recalled the dream, I got angry at him for not writing a will before his death which caused major issues for my husband at work. Maybe he was also apologizing for this?

The others then approached me and were trying to get me to go to the facility to have the samegreen procedure done. I do not recall feeling resistant but instead they seemed to try to be selling me this opportunity; convincing me to do it. I remember saying, “I don’t care about the wedding”. This is the second dream in two nights where I resisted attending a wedding.

At this time I remember everyone separated into their own little spaces in the room and did their own thing. Bob went with his cylinder and took a shower. I stood watching and not knowing what to do, so I began to cook up a pot of meatball stew. I remember Bob came out and commented on the stew. He loved food when he was alive.

Classroom

The next dream I had was of being in a classroom of very young children. The desks were being rearranged and the teacher was a female who appeared to be in her 20s. I suggested a new position because the desks were too close together. It was then I realized I was fully grown like the teacher but was sitting at a desk with the students!

The teacher told us that while we waited she was going to give us an assignment in advance because we were farther ahead than she anticipated. She said, “You can get a head start”. The assignment was a puzzle and there were phrases we were suppose to match with current movies. There was no list of movies either. I immediately told her, “I don’t know of any movies. I have three kids and don’t get to see movies anymore”. All the while the other kids were easily matching movies with quotes.

I looked up and around the room. The teacher’s desk was not a desk. It was this large, golden colored podium-thing similar to what a council sits behind. I saw no council just this high-standing, ornately embellished golden piece of furniture. It seemed very out of place.

Not Now

Before bed I had asked when I could OBE again and when, if ever, I would have another energetic/Kundalini experience. I also asked what I was suppose to be doing now (again) as I do not feel anything is happening other than the same ol’ same ol’.

My dreams revealed to me that I was to stay in the same pattern I am in for a while longer. How long was not revealed but the feeling I awoke with was that it could be another long stretch. Really the message was clear: “Not now. You are trying to go too fast. You need healing”. Yeah. Okay. More healing. Great. Seems to be a never-ending process of “more healing”. What about more OOB exploring? What about the fun stuff?

I was shown a memory from just the day before. My daughter had wanted a specific toy that my son was playing with. She didn’t want it until he was playing with it. Prior to that she couldn’t care less about the toy. When I told her that she had to wait and suggested she find another toy, she went into one of her agonizing, painful screeching and moaning episodes. You would think she was in the midst of the worse agony ever! “But I want that toy! I don’t want to play with anything else. All the other toys are boring. I don’t like them. They’re no fun. I want that toy!”. No amount of pointing out all her other toys, toys she had previously enjoyed playing with, would change her mind. She went on to say that my son always got what he wanted and she never did. How it was not fair and I didn’t love her, etc. etc.

The memory hit me suddenly and the message was not one I could avoid, especially when my guide said, “Why don’t you look?” This was in reference to the physical. He was basically telling me that I was acting like my daughter. My focus was only on the toy (astral/spiritual) that I wanted to play with and all other toys (possible substitutions in the physical) were “boring”. Considering I had just been whining about how “boring” my life is, that there was nothing exciting about it, I felt very unhappy with my guide at that particular moment. How dare he!

I won’t go into the mental tantrum I put on for a while longer after that (eyeroll).

When I finally calmed down and gave up on trying to get some kind of reprieve from my apparent misery, I was covered in psychic chills. I initially resisted but heard, “Let me” and so relaxed and they intensified. It does instantly calm me down. But I was left with a sad, apathetic feeling. I don’t like that feeling at all. I honestly feel a lot like how I did as a kid when I would be told to go to my room for hours at a time or was grounded for a week and couldn’t go outside to play. What is it that I am suppose to do while I wait?

Toy Store

I must have dozed off after this conversation with my guide. During this time I had a lucid dream or vision, not sure really which it was.

I was in a room full of toys. It appeared to be a toy store actually. The shelves were piled high with toys, all the way to the ceiling, and even the isle behind me was full of toys of every shape and size. They all had a golden glow about them.

I was wandering around, looking at the toys but feeling disinterested in them. I felt someone was watching me and out of the corner of my vision noticed this man, as clear as day, crouched down in the corner of the room watching me. I felt nervous, as if I had been caught doing something I shouldn’t be doing. I decided to ignore him, but something in my mind “woke up” and I thought to myself, I know that man!”

I turned back around and looked at him. He stood up from his crouch and walked toward me. He was taller than I had anticipated and I had a very “Uh-oh I was caught not doing my job” feeling. I also felt like he was my supervisor. I was overcome with a familiar feeling. I have gotten it in life when my supervisor would come into my work area to observe me. I always feel on edge when this happens, like I need to do my best and look like I am doing what I am suppose to even though when my supervisor wasn’t around I would often slack off.

The image of this man was quite clear to me, which surprised me. I also recognized him, which threw me off and increased my awareness. He was tall and fair skinned with medium brown hair that was cut short. He was very ordinary looking but attractive at the same time.

After realizing he was my guide, I said to him, “You are watching me like a supervisor watches his employees”. He said, “Yes”. I came out of my reverie and digested the experience, thinking of all the toys that were around me. He said, “You have so much to choose from”. I felt very ashamed of my behavior then. He said, “What would be interesting to you?” He was asking me to think of what “toys” in the physical I would like to “play” with. I told him I wanted to feel intensity of emotion again. Other than that, I honestly don’t know.

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Detroit

I had another interesting Kundalini experience last night. At least I think that is what it was.

I meditated prior to going to bed. This time I did not immediately fall asleep which surprised me. I did not do any self-healing or any specific meditation exercise. I have not felt the need to do such in quite some time. I did, however, focus upon my third-eye by rolling my eyes slightly up and back. I let my mind go as blank as possible, allowing thoughts to come in and then pass through without focusing on them. I also focused upon how my body felt, seeking out any tense spots or areas that hurt or felt off in some way.

I felt the normal sensations that have been coming to me when I do this. Specifically, my nose and the areas on either side light up with energy. One night my nose felt like it was going to fly off my face! Last night, though, the energy was more pronounced on the left side than the right. As usual it felt like a mask of energy over the front of my face.

I also felt my entire lower right leg below the knee covered in a sheet-like energy. It felt like my leg was wrapped in a large, soft sock. I was intrigued by this since that spot I mentioned in my last post is on that leg. I took a seaweed bath to try and suck toxins out of my body and wonder if that had anything to do with it.

At some point, I think when I had reached a point of “no thought” and just being because I do not recall thinking or dreaming or anything, I was startled awake by a strange and unfamiliar energy. It hit me suddenly and from the right, pouring through my entire body. I startled because I felt like I was about to be swept out of my body and upward because the energy hit with such intensity that I felt a slight falling and then lifting sensation. It made my body feel very, very heavy and dense and my entire head felt as if it were going to explode the pressure was so intense. Both of my ears filled with huge amounts of pressure and I could not hear anything but this muffled sound of air and my own heart beat. The sensation in my ears was exactly like what I have experienced when taking off in an airplane but I was laying in my own bed!

As I sat there in what I can only describe as a “bubble” of energy my guide whispered, “Do not be afraid. You are okay”. Interestingly, I wasn’t afraid at all, just curious and wondering what would happen next. Would I suddenly pop out of my body? Would I begin to hear voices or strange noises?

The odd pressurized sensation began to lessen in my right ear. At the same time it intensified in my left. I heard a slight ringing but nothing major. A minute or so later the pressure moved to my right ear and was relieved in my left. Then it repeated – left, right, left, right.

I know I must have tensed my body quite a bit from the sudden energy inflow because my guide reminded me to relax. So, I began to focus on my body and then noticed the heavy, dense energy was not on my lower body, below my hips, at all. I knew then that I needed to move the energy and so, with a quick thought and mental imagery, pushed the energy down and out my feet. When I did this, the dense energy moved very easily down my legs and the pressure in my ears normalized. I also moved my hands which had begun to feel like dead weights and when I did this the heaviness began to dissipate.

Detroit

I fell asleep quite quickly after that. I had once again asked my guide for more clarity on the message I received the day before. What exactly was I suppose to be doing here on Earth?

I found myself driving along snow-covered roads in an older, residential neighborhood. For some reason I knew where I was: Detroit, Michigan. I was heading to my new job and was looking for a specific address. On my way, I passed up the house accidentally and when I attempted to turn around I fishtailed out of control. When my car came to a stop a group of bystanders began to crowd around the car. I looked up as one approached. He was a tall, fairly young, African American man wearing familiar gang attire. I immediately became suspicious but not afraid. One of his buddies was behind him smiling a wicked looking smile. The man told me I should not be out alone at night in these parts. I told him I knew that. The man’s buddy then got out a knife and I knew that I needed to get out of there.

Somehow I closed the door and sped off. I felt they were pursuing me so I went very fast down the streets and then took the wrong turn on purpose. When I came close to my destination, I turned off my headlights and then slowly parked the car. A man was on the streets and I yelled to him to keep an eye out for the men.

I walked up to the door of the residence and knocked because I could not get in. I did not have a key. I heard a response but when I pushed on the door it opened.

Inside I was met by a nice, older woman dressed in very professional attire. She led me into a room where I sat down. Other individuals came in one by one. I only recall now the man who sat on my left and the woman who sat on my right. The man on my left was blonde and had an odd energy about it. I did not want to touch him because I knew he was interested in me in a sexual or romantic way. He rubbed his foot against mine and kept trying to have a conversation with me. He had an odd smell or something about him. I just didn’t want anything to do with him.

A tall, dark haired woman dressed in a suit and high heels walked up in front of the group and welcomed us. I listened, mesmerized. This was my new job and I needed to pay close attention. The man next to me kept bothering me throughout and I struggled to hear everything that was being said. I do remember discussing EFT (Emotional Freedom Technique) and other healing modalities. I was the oldest of a group of five people who would be working at this place. I don’t know what kind of place it was exactly but it seemed to be a school but all I heard was “charter”. I remember feeling a bit apprehensive about getting along with my group but not about the job itself.

Another thing that was very distinct here was that we were in Detroit. It kept being brought up and I remember wondering why I was so far north. I have been there only once and I didn’t like the place. It felt tainted by negative energy. I think that may be what it symbolized in this dream, too, because when I woke up I immediately told my guide, “I don’t want to work with those kinds of people”. In my mind I was recalling the students I use to work with. I worked with them for 8 years. They were either adjudicated, on probation or just completely wild and unwilling to follow the rules.

Kundalini_truthinsideofyouFurther Considerations

Now that I am considering my dream, I wonder if it was the answer to the question I asked prior to going to sleep. I did not specify this time that the answer not come in the form of a dream. I wish I had now. When I awoke from this dream it was the first time all night and I could not go back to sleep. I kept feeling urged to get out of bed, too. All I could think of was Detroit. Detroit? Why? And the people I was with, especially the blonde man, were familiar. Was he one of my guides? Why was he coming onto me? And why were they all so much younger than me? The man was 26 (not sure how I know this) and the woman was still in her 20s also. The entire dream/experience was similar to an OBE in that I had full awareness of what was going on while in the dream. I knew why I was there. I was starting a new job and this was my orientation. I knew the people, though I cannot remember their names now. I knew the location.

And the part that does not escape my notice is that I was arriving to be a teacher or something similar. I was not a student. This was my new JOB. And I cannot help but think of what my guide said to me yesterday (which I almost forgot until now). He said, “You need a purpose. You will have it soon”.

Sometimes I think all of this is just too surreal. I still catch myself thinking this whole experience is just beyond real and has to be a dream. I am reminded of the Bible and Moses when God spoke to him, giving him instruction on what to do. Is what I am experiencing like that? Was Moses talking to God? Or was he talking to his Higher Self or a guide? And I am not trying to say I am the next Moses. LOL I am just thinking out loud.

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Subtle Changes and Gentle Nudges

Last night before bed my guide was close and reassuring me that all was going as it was suppose to. This was because I have been concerned about some physical issues. Some I have spoken about – dry skin and eczema, achy legs, vision changes (fixed) – some I have not. The main concern I have now is that this spot appeared on my lower leg. I first noticed it about six weeks ago and so kept an eye on it since it looked like a bug bite or sore. This happened right after my eczema on my arm so I thought it was the same thing but I didn’t recall it ever itching. Well the spot is still there and since it is hard to see I have trouble telling what exactly it is. So I am going to my dermatologist to have it checked out because it isn’t going away. Of course I have been thinking the worst – cancer – but my gut feeling is that it is nothing to worry about. Yet it bothers me still. I hate feeling like I am missing something that my body is telling me. Perhaps I am just being paranoid since I got the message “listen to your body”. We will see.

So I asked my guide to help me, to tell me what is going on with me and what, if anything, I should do. He said he would and I asked that it 1. not be in a dream and 2. preferably be a direct communication. Well, I woke up with a song in my head. I think now I should have asked him to not send it in a song!

The song (video above) is Yellow Flicker Beat by Lorde. The specific part I awoke to was the chorus:

I’m done with it (ooh)

[Chorus:]
This is the start of how it all ends
They used to shout my name, now they whisper it
I’m speeding up and this is the red, orange, yellow flicker beat sparking up my heart
We’re at the start, the colours disappear
I never watch the stars, there’s so much down here
So I just try to keep up with the red, orange, yellow flicker beat sparking up my heart

The message is quite clear if you look for it. The answer to the first part, “what is going on with me”, is that my energy/vibration is speeding up. So the transformation continues even if I do not notice it or the changes occurring. The answer to the second question, “what do I do?”, comes from the part “I never watch the stars, there’s so much down here”. This tells me that my job is to focus on my life and the physical, not the spiritual. It is also interesting to me that the colors “red, orange, yellow” correspond to the lower three chakras which in turn are considered those chakras which most relate to the physical.

When I listened to the song and read the lyrics I felt the pull in my heart chakra and emotion which tells me that the message was received loud and clear. And it was. I do not like it, though, as I am continuing to struggle with wanting to be in the physical and I am still asking nightly to astral travel without being allowed to.

lightbody-chakra-bodySubtle Changes and Gentle Nudges

Thankfully, slowly the physical is bringing to me aspects of the spiritual. What I mean by this is that I have had two reading requests this week after a very long period of nothing. I want to say it has been at least a year of no such requests. I am told more will be coming. Okay. Fine. I can handle that.

I have already begun the first tarot reading. I usually don’t use tarot but it is a good tool and it helps the sitter by giving a visual for them to follow. Interestingly, I have already noticed a significant difference in how the information is coming through. Usually I “hear” things  – words along with mental image pictures come through from Spirit. This time, though I am getting the usual images and words, I am also getting feelings. This is unusual when I do reading via email as the sitter is not present. The feelings are subtle but as I was doing the reading I was urged by my guide to focus upon them more and the feelings began to materialize more strongly. I never fell into the feeling, as in I did not allow myself to actually experience the emotion, but it was there and tangible. It was more like I was an observer of the feeling, if that makes sense.

I am also seeing changes at work. I have more requests for counseling and more individuals putting enough trust in me to become emotional and tell me things that are personal. I had one tell me she sees her deceased great grandmother whenever she is feeling sad or upset. I had another cry in front of me who in the past was extremely reserved and emotionally distant.

I have also found that I am doing my job better. I am becoming a better listener and I am not pre-judging people. I am completely without thought when I put on my counselor hat to listen and help. And when it comes time for me to talk, I seem to say all the right things, sometimes things I had no idea I knew. It reminds me quite a bit of when I use to give mediumship readings.

For example, when I was listening to the young girl who told me she saw her deceased great grandmother, I was experiencing physical phenomenon that indicated the presence of Spirit – I was overly hot and felt a mental pressure from my right which I ignored in order to be more present in the conversation. When she revealed she saw her great grandmother sometimes the feelings suddenly made perfect sense. How could I have forgotten them?

I have also “known” things about individuals without intending to. I will just look at them and know, “They are having a bad day today” or “They had a fight with their spouse this morning”. Sometimes I will suddenly be directed to look at their energy. One woman’s energy showed a dark blue color that streaked down her entire spine. My understanding was that she suffered pain, likely back pain, and was on medication. In this particular situation I had noted the woman seemed irritated by my talking to her and had initially thought I had done something wrong or she did not like me. Seems I was directed to her energy so that I could recognize her behavior had nothing at all to do with me. A very valuable lesson.

Unfortunately, I cannot just go up to these people and ask them if what I am seeing or “knowing” is true. This would reveal that I know more than I let on and people really don’t like that. I only say what I see or know if asked. I learned this the hard way long ago. But it seems I am being shown that I can know these things and still help indirectly. I know this but long ago pushed this kind of knowingness away because it was too difficult for me to experience knowing I had to hide it from people. I did not need to be reminded that I was walking around pretending to be normal!

But now I am being directed to reconsider this past decision – to unmake it and follow the subtle pushes to use my abilities to help others again. In fact, I remember last night that my guide said to me, “You are very gifted” and I replied, “I know, but I am not using my gifts”. He nodded and the message was clear that I needed to get them out of storage, dust them off and try them on again, like a long forgotten but much loved dress or coat one put in the attic long ago.

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GAPS – Day 3

Just a quick look at yesterday. I will likely not post much more on the diet from now on since my family is settling into it pretty well now.

My daughter had her first tantrum over what she could eat. She came home from school and wanted Raisin Bran as a snack. My mother-in-law told her no and she commenced to her yelling, kicking, and “dying” routine. So mother-in-law called my husband who gave her permission to eat it (boo on him!). I came home just after, oblivious to the drama and saw her sitting with her new bowl of cereal. I immediately told her no and then I got the tantrum. I stuck firm and we went for a walk. Cereal forgotten and replaced with mother-daughter time. Score!

My son is doing much better. He still hates his probiotic and the cod liver oil (who could blame him?) but he is eating better and much happier. My mother-in-law watched him yesterday and all I got from her is, “I hate this diet. There are no snacks for the children”. When I explained there were snacks just not the kind they were use to and that they would get over it, she said, “Well get rid of all of it then so they can’t see it”. I explained that not all of it would be forever excluded from our diet. Why waste good food? We didn’t eat bad before. Mainly I just need to toss the Goldfish, sweets and cereal bars. I told her I would.

I made Fish Soup last night – a first ever for me. I thought “Nasty” when I heard the name but all the websites online said it is a big winner for families with kids. So I made it. This was the recipe I used:

Fish Soup – total time to prepare and cook was approximately 40 minutes

  • 6 cups chicken stock (homemade)
  • Several baby carrots cut up
  • Two stalks of celery, chopped
  • Three sprigs of fresh parsley, chopped
  • 1 white onion
  • 2 cloves of garlic, chopped
  • 1 small bok choy, chopped
  • 1 cluster of broccoli florets
  • 2 Swai filets, thawed
  • Salt and pepper to taste
  • Lemon if desired

Put all ingredients except the broccoli and Swai in a large pot. Bring to a boil and then turn down the heat and allow to simmer until carrots are tender. Add broccoli. Allow broccoli to cook until bright green (maybe 2 minutes). Add Swai whole to the pot. When the fish turns opaque and flakes then it is done (approximate 2-3 minutes).

Serve with lemon and more parsley if this suits your tastes.

This recipe was a huge hit. My husband said it was his favorite meal of the week (wow). My daughter didn’t like it much but she had a tummy ache during dinner.

Positive Change

As a family we have eaten a much greater variety of meats and veggies than is normal for the week and the week isn’t even done! In four days we have eaten – chicken, ground beef, ground lamb, bone broth, and fish. The fruits and veggies we have eaten is triple what we normally eat. We have eaten a dozen apples, 8 bananas, 4 pears, blue berries, bok choy, broccoli, kale, onion, garlic, parsley, carrots, celery, spinach, cucumber, beets, lemon, and ginger. I still have brussel sprouts and peppers I have not used yet.

If you are thinking of trying this diet, I will say that you will need to grocery shop more than is your norm. I have already taken two trips to the grocery store and am considering a third (fruit is low again). Also, if you think you are making enough for your family, double it. I made an entire crockpot of chicken soup and it lasted two days. I made an entire crockpot of meatball soup and it lasted ONE day. The night I made boiled meat patties there was one patty out of 10 that survived for leftovers. The fish soup was gone after one meal with only a tiny portion left which my husband took for lunch today. I never thought I would have to cook so much! Ha!

It can be done, though, and is not too bad since most of the meals are pretty easy to prepare. I have three small kids and was able to do it and I work part-time. I know I could do this if I worked full-time, though the grocery shopping would have been harder.

Overall I think this diet is a great way to get your eating habits in order. It has been a great learning experience for my entire family and my children did not die from lack of carbohydrates and sugar.

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New Shoes

Last night I slept much better than I have in quite a while mainly because I only woke up one time during the night rather than the three to five times that has been the norm for me. Interestingly enough I also recall a very vivid dream I had. I have not been having good dream recall at all.

Backpack and New Shoes

The first dream I recall started out in a shopping mall. I was with a woman friend but I don’t recall seeing her once in the dream, just hearing her. Someone showed me a backpack. It was unique in that it had ties for straps and they were see through and shimmery pink. I instantly thought of my daughter and wanted to see more so the woman showed me others. They were all very unique and different. Some in different shapes with varying straps and colors. I wanted to buy one.

I was taken into a shop and shown the racks of backpacks. I saw the price tag on one I liked. $150!! I was in shock. That was way too much in my opinion. I remarked such to the woman who said, “Everything in the store is 20% off”. I looked at the price tag of another bag and sure enough there was a red sale tag with $109 on it. I was still upset and said, “You just hiked up the prices!” I insinuated that they were price gouging and the woman said, “Everyone gets 30% off if they buy something today”. I was not interested.

I went to the other side of the store and browsed some clothes and shoes. A woman approached me with a pair of size 5.5 shoes. She asked, “Do you wear size 5.5?” I said, “I think they will fit me”. I sat down and she slipped a pair of flowered, feminine dress shoes on me. They were white with flowers on them. They fit me perfectly and I even showed her how I could lift my heel up easily. I was surprised because I do not wear such a small size. I then looked in the mirror and saw the shoes did not match my dress. I was wearing a nice, somewhat girlie white, flowered dress with a skirt that flared out and came to just below my knees. I told her, “I will need a pair of solid colored brown shoes for this dress”. I kept the shoes I had on, though.

girlyInterpretation

The fact that I am shopping in this dream indicates that I am considering my options in life. Backpacks also symbolize decisions but specifically ones that one feels weighed down by. They can also represent responsibilities that feel heavy or like a burden. When I am put off by the price of the backpack it likely symbolizes my own consideration that some option is too costly.

In general, shoes represent one’s approach to life. These shoes seem to indicate that I am open to a new approach, perhaps a more feminine one since the shoes are so petite and flowery. I am also wearing a dress which is feminine and flowery. I do not like to wear dresses in real life.

Library

In the next dream I went into a library to get a book. I was driving a very small car with only two seats. I believe it was red. I dropped it off inside the library waiting area and went to get a book. When I came out ready to leave, my car was gone. I worried over it and remember thinking that the car was not due to be returned yet, I had until the 21st. I paced for a while, worrying how I would get home. I called up my husband’s boss for a ride and she laughed and told me to just ask the front desk for my car back. I did and got the car back right away. Happy to get my car, I went to the restroom.

The restroom was off near the edge of the waiting room (which looked like a car showroom). The walls were gray and when I went into the space there were two people sitting behind a counter with a glass front staring at me like I did not belong there. When I went into the bathroom I saw in front of me black, metal cabinets containing row upon row of drawers that looked like they held video tapes or some similar kind of media. I felt out of place but spotted the toilet and did my business and left in a hurry.

I retrieved my car and left the library.

In Space

The next thing I remember is being with a group of fellow astral travelers. I recognized them and called them by name and there were a couple of names I remember even now. We were floating together in outer space just above the Earth. I was facing them with the Earth behind me. I can still see the glowing, multicolored globe of Earth shining behind me. It was huge and spectacular!

What is odd is that I was wearing some kind of breathing apparatus on my face. It was white and shaped like an oxygen mask and covered my nose and mouth.  It had a rubbery feeling to it which is still very real to me. Attached to the mask was this white tube that went down and disappeared below me. I don’t know what it was attached to but it seemed to flow and move about with me as I moved.

My fellow astral travelers and I were discussing something. I don’t know everything that we said, but they seemed to be trying to teach me something. While we were talking, a song was going through my mind. It was Riptide by Vance Joy, the part where he says, “I just wanna, I just wanna know. If you’re gonna, if you’re gonna stay”.

I recall that my mask fell off while I was talking to them and I became worried that I would suffocate. I began to frantically try to grasp for my mask in desperation. I watched as the white mask floated down below me. What is weird is that just the mask fell, the white tube seemed to stay.

The man in front said to me, “You can breathe. We are dreaming remember?” I heard him say this and nodded, relieved because I knew we were all OOB and would be okay. A part of me then recognized the white tube was a part of me. I am surprised that this did not cause me to awaken within my dream. Instead, it just woke me up.

Interpretation and Considerations

The library in my first dream represents the search for knowledge. I am likely looking for answers. Cars represent life stages or paths. In this case, my car is parked so I am thinking of putting my attention somewhere else. The fact that the car is then taken from me, or checked back into the library, indicates that a part of my identity is being let go of. Since I want the car back, it could be that I am changing my mind about a decision I made.

The bathroom represents feelings or burdens that need to be relieved or released. The fact that I saw cabinets suggests that I have much hidden within me that needs relieving.

Overall I feel this dream is about me deciding whether or not I want to invest more time and energy into my life. That is the feeling that comes with it and follows into the next dream where I am in space. The overall message is that I need to decide if I want to stay in this life or leave it. The song is a direct question put forth to me. I believe the white tube is symbolic of the silver cord that connects the astral body to the physical body. The oxygen mask suggests that I am feeling stifled and unable to handle the burdens of life, in effect suffocating and unable to express my feelings or find relief.

These dreams go along well with the feelings I have been having lately.

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Unexpected Allergic Reaction

I am beyond freaked out about what happened to me today. While visiting my mother I decided to eat an afternoon snack with her and my children. She was making peanut butter and honey sandwiches but I was browsing through her cabinet and decided to eat some golden raisins because I was extremely hungry and didn’t want to wait. I ate a small handful and then sat down to eat some peanut butter and honey sandwiches. While I was eating my left ear began to burn. I get this reaction when I take niacin so I ignored it and kept eating. However, my entire face began to feel hot as well and it spread to my left ear. Eventually, I became so uncomfortable that I went to the mirror to see what was going on. My face was beet red and covered in tiny bumps. Across my cheeks the dots were red while my face remained a normal color but my forehead was completely red! I didn’t feel right, either, and this really worried me. Upon further inspection my chest and arms were also covered in tiny red bumps. Ahh!

I put some Cortisone on my face and then took some Benadryl to try and get the reaction to stop and my mind buzzed with questions. What did I eat that caused this? The raisins? The peanut butter? The honey? Bread?

I began to feel really weird around this time and I asked my husband to get the kids together so we could leave. The entire drive home I felt off and worried but my face began to calm down halfway home and by the time I got home the redness and rash were gone.

Completely Weird

I don’ t have allergies. The only other time I’ve had a reaction similar to this was as a child when I had a reaction to high chlorine levels in the pool. That time it was horribly itchy and all over my body. This did not itch and seemed only to be associated with my upper body. My ears burned and my face and neck felt hot. The odd feeling is not easy to describe. The closest thing I can compare it to is feeling slightly ill, like right before coming down with the flu. I once had a similar sick feeling after eating a huge number of cashews (like four handfuls or something – way too much) but there were no other symptoms.

I am still not sure what caused it. I am thinking the raisins. I eat raisins all the time, though, even white raisins. My mom said it might be the sulfates in them, and she could be right, but that would be a first for me, too. I just don’t know and I guess perhaps it is one of those things my guide was warning me about. I am worried about eating peanut butter now, too and I LOVE peanut butter.

Ascension and Body Changes

I have read online that many experience strange changes in appetite, food preference, allergies and sensitivities when they are going through the ascension process. When my guide asked me to pay attention to my body because it was going to show me where the changes were taking place, I was told to expect something to happen with my face. I assumed the warning was for more dry, irritated skin, not an allergic reaction!

I looked up what chakras skin rashes and allergies are associated to. The skin is controlled by the crown chakra and allergies are associated with the third chakra (digestion) and/or the fourth chakra (immunity). I found this information here.

In my research on golden raisins (I’m almost 100% sure it was the raisins that caused the reaction), I discovered that dried fruits such as raisins often have mold on them which can cause allergic reactions. The non-organic ones contain sulfates which are also a common allergen. Since I usually buy organic raisins for my kids and had some recently without any reaction, I suspect the perpetrator here is the sulfates. Again, I hope its not the peanut butter because I would seriously cry if I couldn’t have peanut butter.

I really hope I don’t run into anymore allergies. The sudden rash and weird feeling are very scary.

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The Next Level

Last night I had yet another intense dream. This one was very obviously a message about the next level my guides warned me about. Now that my chakras have been “reset”, the kundalini is rising again.

Graduation and Marriage

I found myself within a semi-lucid dream in the midst of preparing for my graduation ceremony. I was arriving along with my classmates who I recognized to be my classmates from my actual high school graduation class. I remember not quite feeling things were right and I suspect this is because I was nearing that moment when one becomes completely aware they are dreaming. Unfortunately, I never made it to that level and remained mostly unaware that I was dreaming throughout the dream.

I sat through the ceremony, watching a classmate I did not recognize brought up to the podium. She was much older than a high school student should be. In fact, she was very mature, likely in her 50s, with short, graying, brown hair. On a screen played moments from her life. She must have been a veterinarian, either that or an animal lover, because the screen showed moments in her life that mostly involved her taking care of animals of all kinds. She was quite beautiful when she was younger and I remember thinking she was a great actress.

When the video completed the ceremony continued but I do not recall most of it as I was distracted by a woman who came in wearing a dress that was white on top and black on the bottom. The other students were mostly wearing all black evening dresses but this woman was not. Her dress was quite elaborate with a huge, white bow taking up the entire bodice. I recall thinking she was quite brave to wear something so out of the ordinary. Amidst this I was considering my own attire but never saw what I myself was wearing.

Then dream then shifted to me fiddling with my cell phone amidst waiting to go home from the ceremony. I remember thinking about going to college and the city of Dallas was on my mind for some reason. I was looking through my phone for an old lover, trying to find text messages that we shared. I managed to find some old pictures taken with my camera as well as our text messages and considered the possibility of contacting this man to resume our affair. I was completely set on doing this despite being married and was trying to figure out how to keep the affair a secret. I recall worrying that my husband would find the messages on my phone and so I was also thinking of deleting them.

At some point, I lost interest in finding the old messages because they disappeared and I assumed them lost. I remember interacting with some old classmates and being presented with a hand-made quilt. After receiving the gift, my friend pulled a small box out of her pocket and told me to open it, that it was from my husband. I opened the tiny box and found a stunningly beautiful diamond and platinum wedding ring with the biggest marquis cut diamond I had ever seen. I recall feeling overwhelmed and astonished at the sight of it, believing my husband would never buy me something so expensive and at the same time completely enthused that he did. I looked up at the friend who gave it to me and she had changed to another woman, this one with long blonde hair and blue eyes who appeared to be in her 30s. She smiled and told me that we would be renewing our wedding vows at our upcoming wedding.

Upon receiving the ring and the message I felt a strong energy begin to build in my root chakra and expand outward. In the dream this was not yet recognizable on the physical level and so felt much like my dream body was expanding outward very rapidly. The energy pulsated and filled me with an intense sexual urge and I eagerly focused upon it, urging it to expand upward. As I did this I excitedly told the woman with me that I wanted this very badly to happen; that I needed it to happen. I began to focus on the feeling and this only fed the intense energy that was building within me. The energy began to move up and expand out so intensely that it woke me up.

ksiring2The Next Level: Kundalini Rising #2

As I woke, I was still conversing with the woman but soon recognized it was not a woman at all but the same guide who I have had with me throughout this life. The energy continued to expand in my root chakra and as it rose it intensified and all I could think was, “This is the sexual energy I have heard others describe when they talk about kundalini. It is happening to me!” I was thoroughly excited because I have had this kind of energy rise in me before and the result was a spiritual whole-body orgasmic experience that is indescribable.

With that thought I began to encourage the movement of the energy upward. When it hit my second chakra and began to move through it, I felt a twinge from deep within me and heard my guide say, “Slow down, it will be painful if you push it”. I stopped and listened. He said, “You carry much pain in this area. You have been sexually traumatized in many of your lives”. I vaguely saw play out in front of me a life of sexual abuse that I have yet to remember. It was distant as if not my own life, but I suspect it is one of many similar lives I have lived. I then heard again about the life where I spent 15 years struggling to survive and I suspect part of the survival included prostitution. I know that such lives exist because I have touched on them in my past life recollections. In one I gave myself an abortion and knew the pregnancy was the result of prostituting myself. I only recall the actual failed attempt, not the life.

I continued to try to move the energy up but whenever it came near to exiting the second chakra, I was filled with a very odd sensation and so stopped. My guide told me to take my time. I then saw in my mind a flash of my dream where I received the wedding ring and heard, “The merging continues”. I recognized then the symbolic meaning of my dream and its message to me that I had graduated and was now to “marry” myself.

The energy still lingered throughout my communication with my guide and I finally became exasperated. If you have ever had sexual energy build up but then never complete to climax then you will understand my frustration! I thought about waking my husband but then the idea of it actually stopped the energy completely. This confused me. I was told that the energy I was feeling, this kundalini, though very similar to sexual energy in the way the body interprets it, is not at all the same. “It is very important not to confuse the two”, he told me. Bummer! lol

He then said to me again, “Pay attention to your body”. I did not understand why I was getting this message again. “Why?”, I asked. “It will tell you how you are changing” and then he reminded me of my vision and how it had blurred suddenly in my left eye. Upon a visit to the eye doctor I was told my vision had improved. “So the changes will not be painful or bad?” and he said, “Not painful, but uncomfortable at times”. Then I imagined the sexual-like energy hitting me in the middle of the day and realized how very “uncomfortable” that would be! I can’t imagine that I would get anything done if distracted like that.

I could not return to sleep after all of this. Even now all I can think about is the energy I felt. I told my guide that I would not mind more of that! I look forward to it, actually.

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Quick Update

Yesterday was the 21st. In case you don’t recall, I had a very vivid and emotional dream on the 3rd of January that my mother died of a sudden heart attack. I was given the 21st as the date and assumed it was of this month. I told my mom because I knew she wouldn’t overreact and then called her yesterday to make sure all was well. She was fine. 🙂 She did, however, spend the beginning of the week with her lawyer editing her will and making sure that IF something were to happen, everything would be in order. So, if the reason for my dream was to get my mother to sort out all her things, then it worked!

I hate to think the 21st is of some other month. That day will be at the back of my mind until we reach July, which is the month I was told in the dream. I suspect that the dream was just to help my Mom take action but I can’t help but worry that it may mean otherwise. It was just too vivid and emotional of a dream to not notice.

Symptom Update

I don’t have much to report in the way of spiritual experiences and kundalini/ascension symptoms. It seems that the quiet period I have been in continues despite my asking for at least some kind of recreational OBE, lucid dream or other spiritual phenomenon.

Current symptoms that I have or have noticed periodically include:

  • Feeling very balanced and/or calm for long periods of time
  • Headache
  • Tiredness/deep sleep
  • Frequent waking during the night
  • Tingling in root chakra
  • Buzzing in root and third eye chakra
  • Painful electrical sensation in lower body/legs (one night only)
  • Lower back pain (mostly upon waking)
  • Numbness/tingling in hands that wakes me up
  • Connecting psychically/spiritually to people without intention
  • Temperature fluctuations during sleep

Sleep Patterns

The most pronounced change I have experience has been in my sleep patterns. I seem to have good energy during the day but as soon as I get into bed my eyes get heavy and I yawn as if exhausted. I have been meditating before bed and every time I do I fall asleep very quickly – as soon as I start to meditate! Then I wake up suddenly three to five times during the night. I usually feel overly hot or cold when I wake and then I have to use the restroom. I always think I won’t be able to return to sleep because I wake up very rested and alert, but then I always fall instantly back to sleep.

Dreams

My dreams are also very vivid and frequent. Some I remember, some I do not, but when they are occurring I am very engrossed in them and feel their impact upon waking. I had one recently where I was buying a new house with my husband and we found a forgotten part of it in the back that wash huge and in disarray. I was very into this dream and had much excitement about the prospect of renovating the new found space. It was odd because one room was full of small refrigerators and I was going to get rid of them! Then last night I dreamed our refrigerator was damaged. So interesting that I keep dreaming of fridges. The symbolism is not lost to me either since refrigerators represent one’s tendency to be emotionally cold or distant. In both dreams there was something wrong with the refrigerators which causes me to suspect I am working on eliminating the cold aspects of my personality.

Spiritual Guides

There has also been a shift change when it comes to my guides. I say shift change because it feels like they work with me in shifts similar to what nurses do in hospitals. The most recent guide I have met calls himself “George” and showed me a visual of himself that was quite detailed. He had very orange-red hair and medium colored skin with freckles, not the pale skin one would expect of a red head. What was strange, though, was that his eyes were so pale blue they almost appeared to be glowing white. He told me he was helping me as a healing guide and was the one who told me about my chakras all being reset. His voice is very quiet compared to the other guides I have had speak to me, almost airy sounding. He also told me his time with me would be very brief. For all I know he is already gone and a new guide will soon introduce him/herself.

I find it curious just how many guides have been around me since December. I am use to my typical team of 4 but I have run into quite a few more than that in my dreams, astral travels and visions. I do not recall ever having so many previously unknown (to me consciously at least) guides and I wonder if this happens with everyone whose energy is transitioning.

Future Plans

I have been told that the chakra reset that I just went through will result in some changes. I was not told specifically what they would be except to expect more kundalini energy fluctuations. I suspect the painful electrical sensation in my legs was the first of this type of energy. The energy modifications appear to be moving from my feet up, but it is hard to tell because right now I sleep very deeply through most of it. Perhaps I should thank my guides for this deep sleep if it is keeping me from feeling pain. I really prefer to sleep through the painful parts!

I do not know for sure how long this lull is going to last, but I prefer the deep sleep to having insomnia. The one night I had trouble sleeping reminded me of the two years of insomnia I suffered through and I hate to think I will ever have to experience that again. I was told that the end of this month would be the beginning of more kundalini energy changes, so I am awaiting them a bit apprehensively. Since it is so hard to know what is going to happen next – there seems to be no set patterns or sequence to kundalini – I will just pray that the experiences are positive. I would love me some more popcorn clouds and hynagogic imagery!