Quickly before I forget – owned my own home within the same neighborhood as my parents and brothers. Mom and I went shopping.
Update – after jotting down my initial dream I fell back asleep. I had another dream about owning a house. This time, right next door to my grandma. Two doors down from my uncle. I should note that my grandma and uncle weren’t acting like themselves. They both had a slew of unsavory characters living with them.
As I type this it’s 2:30 am on the dot. I just woke from a dream with some interesting events. I’d like to document for future reference.
I’m sitting in a classroom. The teacher has just given us a drawing assignment. I look out the window and see my husband and father in law working on my truck. I forgo excusing myself from class and burst out the door. The tires are bad and they both blame me… in a passive aggressive kind of way. I turn around and my mother has appeared. She and my oldest brother were passing by. I was surprised to see them. I haven’t spoken to my family in months. I give her a hug, but say goodby immediately. She was obviously hurt by my coldness. I was hurt too. I hoped that she would call out for me again with some plea to talk. She didn’t. I turned my attention back to the school. I notice the architecture now. I’ve been here before in a dream, but never in real life. It’s an older building. The masonry is a pale beige color. A large window spans the width of the classroom and protrudes out from the building. I return to finnish my assignment but find that only the teacher remains. I chat with her briefly before heading to marching band practice. I take my place in the parade formation next to my HS friend Manda. I also recognize Erin (fellow clarinetist) and Lea (flag twirler). We’re all much older. We’ve begun to show wrinkles and are all slightly overweight. I’d guess early 50s. Erin is slightly bossy but manages to help us into formation. I’m on the front line now. The band director steps us off. I can’t keep up, but I’m not alone… It’s a mess. The end.
I’ve entertained a mild obsession with the paranormal for years. I recently learned about astral projection while listening to a Chip Coffey podcast. The possibility fascinates me! I’m cautiously researching the topic, with a healthy dose of skepticism. Astral healing is the most appealing aspect. My overall disappointed in the medical system leaves me grasping for miracles. Could this be the answer? I have so many questions though. Are you able to heal yourself in the astral plane? Is my physical body vulnerable during the process? Should I commit myself for believing this might be possible?
The overall consensus by the “experts” suggest mastering lucid dreaming before attempting astral projection. I’m a vivid dreamer normally. I can usually recall detailed information easily. Sometimes I’m aware that I’m dreaming. Hopefully these strengths will give me a head start. The most difficult part will be taking control consciously. In fact, I missed the perfect opportunity just two nights ago.
I was driving along a dark highway, searching for my hotel. The brochure was sitting in the passenger seat. On the cover, a white stucco building reminded me of a Grecian village. After what seemed like several minutes I finally found it. At this point I was exhausted an hungry. Unfortunately, there was an issue with my room. I could sense this was going to be a battle. So, I choose to catch my dinner reservation and come back later. I was surprised to find my father waiting for me at the restaurant. We speak only a few times a year. It was quite emotional. Although, I managed to hold back my tears. After dinner he agreed to help me sort out the hotel disaster. We asked to speak with the manager but she was out of the office. In a bizzar twist, the manager happened to be my incompetent and tactless ex boss. I was relieved that I didn’t have to confront her and proceeded to knock a few things off her desk by “accident”. The assistant manager called us into her office. She appeared to be in her mid forties, tall, lean, and blond. I could tell immediately, something was off. Her demeanor was aggressive. She seemed to take personal offence to my presence. She turned to me, pointed her finger and accused me of being possessed.
At that moment I realized I was dreaming and woke up. I missed my opportunity to take control of the dream. I wonder though, was waking up actually a blessing? Could the assistant manager’s aggression have been a manifestation of an entity that I wasn’t equipt to handle? I’ve read conflicting opinions about astral travel. Some say that you will undoubtedly encounter demonic beings on the astral plane. Others believe that if you’re not focused, or afraid of this type of energy it won’t be drawn to you. I’m not sure what I believe yet.
For the moment, I’ll proceed with caution. I’ve decided on a couple ground rules.
1. I must establish some sort of spiritual protection.
2. I must document my experiences.
Hopefully these two things will keep me safe and sane. I’d also like to find a mentor. Considering my immediate friends and family have no experience on the subject, this may be difficult.
The events of my last post are nearly two years old, ancient history really. An update is desperately needed. For now, consider this brief hello a place holder.
When you’re luck is down, its bound to turn around… right?
Someone please let me know… whats going on here?
Last month my supervisor put me on third notice. A recent layoff left me performing the duties of three staff members. I can’t argue much, I was behind. I must have missed the first notice, verbal I’m sure. But where was the second?
I’m graduating from college this month, so despite the economic slump, I began searching for another job. I found the perfect opening. The salary was just right, and my experience fit their needs perfectly. I got the interview!
I went home that evening to share the exciting news with my fiance. Before I could get a word in, “We need to talk” he said. “You’re spending too much time at school. I feel neglected.” I’m cold, and apparently, I hate his friends and family. After 8 years together, he left me.
I didn’t eat for three days. I Missed work, and skipped class. I failed a final exam. The prospect of graduation now seems unlikely.
to be continued…
I frequently dream about stairs. Going down the stairs. I wonder, does it mean anything? Always alone, my feet hinge at the ankles. Toes up and heals down I glide to the bottom. Go go gadget? But the dream has changed. I’m racing down now, family and friends are racing with me. Each step hits the sole of my shoe, faster and faster. In both versions I’m overwhelmed by excitement. I enjoy it. So, why down?
So, I’m pretty sure that I’m going to Vegas. I’ve never gambled in a casino before, so I’m very nervous. To add to the pressure, I don’t drink, and I’m pretty shy. I hope I have a good time. This will be the first thing accomplished on my vision board.
Joe and I just leased a new condo, whoo hoo! I was evaluating the closet space (deciding what to put where) when I opened a door and discovered a large black leather book sitting on the top shelf. Panicked, I shut the door immediately. My mind raced. Why would a lone Bible be left behind? Should I be concerned that this is a sign/warning that I’m doing something wrong? Most of all, why did I get so freaked out? A Bible is a good thing…
I didn’t open the door for several days and would have preferred to leave it be. Unfortunately I needed the closet space. I opened the door and raised my arms to reach the book. I grasped it with both hands as if it were breakable or heavy. Now in front of me, I read the golden letters impressed upon the leather, “Alcoholics Anonymous.”
I have issues. lol
The alternate title for this blog is, “Life is tough, suck it up.” Last weekend I was taking a Sunday afternoon nap on the sofa. As I rolled over my foot was caught between the cushion and the armrest. I heard a pop and a sudden pressure in my right knee. I’m young, I can walk it off… right? For a week I’ve stretched and twisted in an attempt “work out” the tension. When the popping started I decided to peruse WebMD.com for a solution. I’ve decided to stop the stretching and try to rest the knee for now.
I hobbled to the grocery store today. As I limped along I was surprised to notice several other shoppers with irregular strides. Knee trouble is common I suppose, but I’ve always assumed injuries like that come with a great story. Will I be scarred by my lazy Sunday for the rest of my life?
Finally! Each semester I see a few more “complete” marks beside my degree requirements. Today I registered for the Spring 2008 semester. My LAST semester. I can’t believe it. I’m looking forward to some time off. Truthfully, I’m just looking forward to the feeling of accomplishment. Who knew I’d do something with my life?
I have ZERO free time! My last post was when? About a month ago? I promised myself that I would keep this site up an running even if its nothing more than a personal diary. I blame school… and a LOT of procrastination.
Good News… I think I’m going to check off one of the items on my vision board! Vegas here I come!
Anyone out there? Talk to me.
I discovered my favorite sound today! I attended a college graduation. The dean asked the graduates to rise, so that we could applaud their achievements. That’s when I heard it. Not a boom, softer than thunder, it was low, and powerful.
Its the sound of 400 people standing at once.
It was their energy. I could feel the confidence as they stood. I could feel the pride, as parents watched their children rise. Some memories fade, but I desperately hope that I can hold on to this one!
#1 on my vision board is to achieve health and fitness.
I’m a bit of a hypochondriac. I’ve worried for years… since I was a child really, that something was wrong. The following are a few things I have unrealistically obsessed over. Colon cancer, heart disease, thyroid disease, cervical cancer, ovarian cancer, diabetes, and believe it or not worms! I was afraid that a doctors visit would confirm my worst fears so I avoided them at all cost.
I recently began having chest pain. I realized that my health was slowly deteriorating because of my ignorance. I realized that while I was obsessing over the possibility of having a disease I was ignoring my real symptoms. The following are a few things that I really do have. Chest pain, trouble breathing, sudden weight gain, acne, and irregular cycles. I made an appointment with a Dr.
Now, to apply the secret.
I’m sure most of you have heard of vision boards. If not, the idea is to use images to help you visualize and attract energy. I’ve created my vision board, and posted it for everyone to see. Each image represents something I want to achieve in my lifetime.
You can see it here.
The images are pretty self explanatory, but this is what each means to me.
Health – Fitness, Self Confidence, and Complete Health
Wealth – $75,000 in the bank, today!
Education – Master of Public Administration
Love – The Perfect Wedding
Home – Financial Stability, and Dream Home
Travel – A few vacations I want to take. NYC, Vegas, Hawaii, Disney World
Family – Husband and Two Children
Corvette – Hopefully before my midlife crisis… do women get those?
Work – A Place to Call My Own
Retirement – With My One and Only
The End – A Better Place
I’m addicted. The whole game could use some improvement though. People sometimes “collect” the cach rather than return it. Collecting is almost stealing if you think about it. Someone purchased a trackable coin or travel bug. They paid to see their object travel around. To have someone collect it is sealing personal property.
Geocaching is an entertaining adventure game for gps users. Participating in a cache hunt is a good way to take advantage of the wonderful features and capability of a gps unit. The basic idea is to have individuals and organizations set up caches all over the world and share the locations of these caches on the internet. GPS users can then use the location coordinates to find the caches. Once found, a cache may provide the visitor with a wide variety of rewards. All the visitor is asked to do is if they get something they should try to leave something for the cache.
But… Geocachings website is not that great. I think Yahoo has a great opportunity hear. They could standardize geocaching. They already have most of the resources… forums, photos, maps. They just need to develop their trackable item.
Have you seen this? Three man-made islands are being built off the coast of Dubai! They are calling it the “8th Wonder of the World.” Maybe its just me… but I’m getting a little Titanic vibe from this whole idea. I have to say though, its very interesting. In fact, I just wasted three hours of my life researching Dubai’s Palm Islands.
I LOVE this photo… this is my dream setting for everything. (My wedding, my backyard, my vacation) Maybe I will have somthing like it one day.
So… I feel like I should explain my first blog. I had just finished watching the movie “The Secret” It’s a motivational movie that inspires you to think positively. It says that your thoughts produce an “energy” that is released into the universe. Positive thoughts attract positive energy, and negative thoughts attract negative energy. So, if you keep thinking bout how much your life sucks bad energy will continue to be drawn towards you.
I’ve had a few days now to break free from the very successful brain washing. Do I believe it? Ummm, maybe. But I won’t be joining a cult anytime soon.
