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The Coach, the Dancer/Thespian, the Comedian, the Rocker, the Author, the Artist

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Today I facilitated the Artist’s Way group. I was the coach.  Saturday I train for Zumba — I’ll be the dancer. In the car I am the rocker and scheme up karaoke night. Watching Dry Comedy I join the comedian; someday standing on my own stage.   Tonight I come to you as both the author and the artist.

Who are you today? What are the dreams you already live?  Which dreams are still waiting? 

Thank you for another day. Much love and many blessings. ❤

Art and Life

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So . . . it looks like my blog content never posted yesterday.  And. . . I didn’t save my post outside of wordpress, so, it’s gone.  Forever.  HOWEVER, I did technically write a blog post. There was a title.  And someone even liked the post.  So, it counts!  Still blogging every day! Ha! (Side note — or not-so-side note — Mercury IS in retrograde right now.  I completely blame Mercury for this.)

But in summary of what never appeared yesterday, I’ve been facilitating an informal Artist’s Way group that officially starts regular meetings next week, and it has been marvelous.  Things have been moving and flowing for me amazingly (except for occasional technology snafus), and I even had a complete mis-communication come to a head at the beginning of the week that blossomed into a beautiful re-connection and amazing life lesson.

Because of Artist’s Way I’ve been writing every day.  I’ve been taking at least one Artist’s date every week (a creative date that feeds your inner child).  And this week I’ve decided to follow the universe’s nudge a bit and become a Zumba instructor.  (Possibly more on this later — and if you’re reading this on Facebook, watch for my Facebook Live video on it Wednesday!)

The Artist’s Way has re-entered my life and created miracles, and maybe if you’re reading this it is talking to you, too!

Thank you for sharing another beautiful day.  Much love and many blessings! ❤

Dreams, Dreams!

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I had so many dreams last Friday morning!  This after telling the acupuncturist two days before that I wasn’t remembering my dreams.  Thank you, Source and All for the good of all concerned!

My favorite was the flying dreams.  I absolutely adore flying dreams.  In this one an object was allowing me to fly.  I believe it was something like the obsidian ball I received recently as a gift.  I couldn’t readily control it — I kinda had to get it revved up somehow, but when I did — wow, I really soared!  At the end of the flying sequence I was heading down a road and then suddenly shot high into the air.  (“This is wonderful!” I thought.)  I was flying down the highway, high in the air.  But I was carrying a lot, in my arms, and I worried about dropping something.  Then, I did.  I immediately dropped to the ground to retrieve it.  As I was gathering myself, I saw a young man walking toward me.  I was worried he was up to no good and desperately tried to elevate myself again.  Finally, I was able to, and I shot off again.  The same man (or a version of him) showed up a little later in my dream/s.  He was asking me if I could see into a point of time.  He wanted to know what happened to his girlfriend.  I said I couldn’t do that (I only knew I could fly, but then I sort of was suddenly 2 people), and I saw the other self start to reach out and then ask for the person’s name.  And this person was able to bring back the image of what happened (Kind of reminding me of the part of Harry Potter when they move backward through time.)  We could see that where the girl was heading was no good, (out the door with some people), and we were shaking our heads about it.

There were some other dreams.  In one that was related to the obsidian one, I was in a metaphysical/spiritual shop.  There was a table of crystals, and I was thinking of choosing one.  I was watching how my body was reacting, moving forward or backward when I picked it up.  When I reflected back, I realized there was one I had leaned forward for, but when I picked it up again, I moved back.  I settled on another item in the store, and it was a large ceramic candle holder that could hold two taper candles inside.  There was wording on the other side, and it was in a different language, but I could make out the cognate for Catholic.

Random other dreams: sitting in a chair next to a woman with a puppy.  The puppy is “disturbing” me, and the woman moves away to not bother me, but I’m not really bothered.  I enjoy the contact.  I am running away from a bad man, along with some other people.  (Maybe a kidnapper?)  I have family over for a party (like the reception we’re planning).  But it’s at our house.  And we have some food, but it’s a little unorganized.  One of our friends asks if she can use the vacuum, since she spilled parts of a taco shell on the floor, and I then notice/realize that we didn’t vacuum before the guests came, and really, the whole floor needs to be vacuumed.  I also was conscious of recently having another party, like a birthday party, and I felt a little weird about having two parties so close together.  And something about a few of my cousins going to a very fancy party in Russia (very elaborate clothes and drawing room).

Interpretation

What sticks out most to me is they flying dream.  The feeling of complete freedom and bliss I experienced.  It’s also significant that I was flying along a highway (headed in a clear direction), headed “home”, and also that I was carrying a lot of stuff.  I can definitely use this dream as a reminder to LET GO.  Release the baggage, and release the past.  This can hold me back. I can also look into the thought forms that have helped me to fly.  Focusing back on my vision, and working with — and talking about — my written vision has definitely helped elevate me.  I’m also changing my diet and activity.

The Catholic part is intriguing.  I get the sense that my Catholic upbringing is a tool.  Though I don’t identify with the being religious, my spiritual upbringing is a gift that can be used to connect to my inner Self, Source, and love.

Parts of the other dreams may be precognitive dreams or reflections of my current focus.  I am very focused on the akashic records and learning to read them, and I seem to to have been doing something like a reading in one dream.  The vacuuming dream reminds me of going out to lunch with one of my tutoring families — and being surprised that the mom wished to ride in the car with me.  (My car is currently a mess and could use all sorts of cleaning!)

I look forward to continued visits in the dream world, especially as I focus on going deeper and deeper!

Here’s to your dreams. ❤  Much love and many blessings.

A Joyedian’s Tale: The Return of Sra. Crankypants

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Dear angels, God, Ascended Masters, Entities of Light, saints, Mother Gaia (Earth) . . .  and any and all beings for the good of all concerned, thank you for another day and for being a part of it.

Today Sra. Cranky Pants is back (my alter-ego).  It occurred to me a few minutes ago — after riding out another of my many emotional rollercoasters — that I could actually be grateful for these experiences.  With this much emotional impact, I’m bound to grow.  It’s even inevitable for me . . . even when I try not to.

Yesterday I got triggered multiple times, this after being slammed a few days earlier on Monday and Tuesday with some high emotions and tough karmic learning.  I just wanted to quit caring.  I visualized closing doors over my heart.  It just felt like too much.

However, thanks to a husband who can’t accept “I’m fine.  I really don’t want to talk about it” — both honest “Thanks” and sarcastic “Thanks” there because I actually really didn’t want to talk about it, and yes, there is still a little bitterness there — a lot of it spilled out.  I didn’t feel great afterwards, but I would also like to quit judging myself, particularly on how I think I’m supposed to be for other people.

So, I’m still a little edgy today.  The ten degree weather really isn’t helping because I’m a sun and heat girl, and I’ve decided I’ll be riding out Chicago winters until our dream of living mobile happens — which is related to yesterday’s triggers, so I won’t be touching on that anymore today, thank you!

And in other news — though I am thinking this may actually be connected to what I was just writing about —  I am on Day 2 of Self-Healing with Reiki.  I decided it’s time to advance to the next level(s) of healing, and circumstances are pointing toward Reiki at the moment (though I enjoy the Healing Touch Chakra Connection sequence and will probably end up creating some combo of the two).  I’ve reconnected with my Reiki I teacher, I read through the entire Reiki I binder yesterday morning, and I am completing 21 days of the self-healing practice before I touch base with her again.

Sometimes you’ve gotta clear out the gunk so the light can stretch further.

Much love and many blessings. ❤

A Joyedian’s Tale: The Fragility of a Dream

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Dear angels, God, Ascended Masters, Entities of Light, saints, Mother Gaia (Earth) . . .  and any and all beings for the good of all concerned, thank you for another day and for being a part of it.

I don’t think I really understood the fragility of a dream until this dream.  I’m open to some tweaking of it, but my obsession with it grows stronger every day.  I tell Brian that I think about it 24/7.  Of course not THAT much, but I think about it more than anything else.

So far I’ve been able to weather my own skepticism and the surprise of others.  Every time I share it with another soul, I become a little more confident.  But, yesterday the dream faced its biggest challenge: my dream partner said he wasn’t sure he shared the dream.

I knew I faced potential trouble here.  All my big travel dreams up until this point had been easy for me to manifest — but they only involved one person: ME!  This one involves a partner, one who perhaps is not really on the same page.

I’m at a crossroads here.  What do I need to do? This dream is pretty big and already involves some ingenuity with 4 pets in tow.  I know I can’t stay here anymore, not for long.  Mentally I’ve already moved on from this life.  To give up this dream would be to give up myself.

The question then becomes: How badly do I want this?  I don’t want to drag him through this dream.  (I’ll already be dragging my fur babies, and that is enough!) I can feel the potential resentment lurking — on both our sides.  I will let it lie for today and set it in the hands of Spirit.

Much love and many blessings. ❤

A Joyedian’s Tale: Life in Winterland

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Dear angels, God, Ascended Masters, Entities of Light, saints, Mother Gaia (Earth) . . .  and any and all beings for the good of all concerned, thank you for another day and for being a part of it.

It’s very cold.  It’s 6 degrees and lightly snowing as I’m typing this.  I don’t like avoiding the outdoors.  But I am extremely grateful for the organization of the state and suburbs in making sure the roads are cleared and salted.  And the drivers are being pretty safe, too.

I watched a beautiful video this morning that a friend posted on Facebook.  It’s called If MLK Sneezed.  I cried almost immediately while watching, but the most powerful words for me were: “I just want to do God’s will.”

I feel like I am getting closer to something.  A sense of peace, in the face of anything.  I’m not there, but I’m getting closer.  I’m on the edge.  Not attached, not detached.  Somewhere in the middle.  And sometimes when I wake in the morning, I can feel energy pouring through my hands and feet.

I want to see the world.  I want to take a cruise around the world.  I also want to walk all of the “Walks” of the world.  I’ve walked the Camino, and I want to walk the Kumano Kodo next.  But I want to walk a walk in every country that has one.  What if I could bring others with me?  Some to walk with me, some to virtually walk with me?  I have this vision of a camera strapped to my head.

I’m more aware of my intuition.  I’ve had 2 hints about cancelations in the past few days.  I’m back in the groove with media postings.  I need to get back to reviewing my 2017 finances, and I need to make some moves with my web-site.  I still lack vision on exactly who I am and where I’m going.  But the angel messages tell me to keep doing what I’m doing, so I’m here.  I’m on Facebook, I’m on Youtube.  I have workshops scheduled.  I’m open to healing.  I’m open to guidance.  And I dream of travels.

Much love and many blessings. ❤

A Joyedian’s Tale: Enjoy Life

26239028_10103409097917545_7706045679406980209_nDear angels, God, Ascended Masters, Entities of Light, saints, Mother Gaia (Earth) . . .  and any and all beings for the good of all concerned, thank you for another day and for being a part of it.

Trying to get back in the communication groove.  In the next few days I plan to post IT ALL: upcoming workshops, blog (this post!), youtube dream video for Teri Karl, youtube metaphysical video for WeAreValuableMedia, Facebook Live on Creating a Bug Free Mind . . . gotta get caught up, y’all!

I sank into a depression for a while yesterday.  I got dark, felt hollow, had a good cry — all that good stuff.  Now that I’ve had some time to process it, I realize it sprouted from 2 things:

  1. The often inevitable crash downward after soaring to new heights of bliss.
  2. Returning to “reality” after a glimpse of my dream life.

At the lunch reception after my wedding this past weekend, I turned to Brian in a state of complete bliss and told him: “I could die right now.”  (Not that I wanted to just yet – no worries!) I was just that happy.  The wedding went so perfectly that it all felt — and surely was — divinely guided.  My favorite birds were there at the ceremony with us (egrets), the weather was perfect (partly cloudy and 60’s), the scenery was amazing (ocean view), everyone arrived on time — actually everyone was early!, everyone’s outfits were amazingly coordinated, the presider did a fantastic job, I had 4 fantastic photographers (all immediate family members!), the food was great, the events were great, the company was great — it was all so amazing!

And then we came home.  Everyone went back to work.  And it was snowing when we arrived in Chicago.  I’ve been reflecting a lot on what my dream living situation is, and I’ve talked with Brian about it as well.  First of all, I would certainly love to spend most of my time in a climate of 50 degrees or higher. I have an uneasy peace with this Chicagoland climate.  Second, I really don’t want to stay in one place.  It is not the location that draws me (although I do feel quite at home in California).  It is the adventure that does.  Experiences like the Camino in Spain and this recent trip to California were perfect because every day was different.  I love the newness.  I love to taste.

So, I have no dream location to live in.  I have a dream lifestyle.  It’s a dream of adventure. of new sites and experiences.  This is what “enjoying life” means to me — which just happens to be my new year’s resolution for this year!  ❤ It’s something I’ve re-stepped into the last few years, and it’s something I will continue to embrace for the rest of my life.

 

Here’s to many more adventures for me, for you, and all the dreamers! Much love and many blessings. ❤

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