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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. ❤

A Joyedian’s Tale: Awkward Christmas Edition

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Dear angels, God, ascended masters, Entities of Light, saints, Mother Earth . . .  and any and all beings for the good of all concerned, thank you for another day and for being a part of it.

When you don’t have a clear vision about something — don’t expect clear results!  Since Brian and I are pretty much eloping this January — and I’m not your typical girl anyway —  I haven’t been clearly announcing our upcoming wedding.  Sure, I mentioned it in this blog and in one of my Live Facebook videos — but I knew that not everyone reads this or watches those. Our immediate family knew — because they’re coming to the wedding!  But everyone else. . .?  I just hoped they would find out in some way that wasn’t completely awkward.

Well. . .  it was a little awkward last night at the annual family Christmas Eve celebration.  But now my Karl side knows, so that is a relief.  And I think my mom’s side knows, too. (At least I hope so!)  Now it’s a matter of facing Brian’s side today.  And the actual event is in less than 2 weeks — crazy!

My freedom is becoming more and more important to me these days (which may seem funny for a person who is getting married).  In fact, I told Brian that this upcoming commitment with him is the only one I’m completely thrilled about.  At one time or another in the last few weeks I’ve wanted to release attachment to just about every other commitment in my life.  Is it something in the stars — or is there an inner-gypsy finally emerging?

I’ve been drawn to Light Emerging: The Journey of Personal Healing by Barbara Ann Brennan.  I feel like the language in her book matches what I received from my latest intuitive report.  I skated through the first chapter easily — the explanation of the Mask Self, Lower Self, and Higher Self is fascinating and on point (en pointe?) — but then I started to get bogged down in her explanation of the 7 levels of the Human Energy Field.   Maybe this is something I need to take in pieces.

I’ve also continued to read The 4-Hour Workweek by Timothy Ferriss, another book to read in pieces.  I’m almost laughing as I read his book because he totally gets me on some things.  Like meetings.  I’ve never been a fan; Ferriss includes an amusing quote by humorist Dave Barry about what they really are . . ., but it’s not appropriate to include here.  Also, compartmentalizing.  Grouping like activities with like so that there is less time wasted in startup — like checking e-mail, snail mail, and voicemail.  No wonder I sometimes wait 3 weeks to do laundry — efficiency, folks, efficiency!

Wack-a-doodle dreams again this morning.  In my last one before waking I was at the “Kirk Center” — though in reality it looked nothing like it, and part of it actually resembled my grandma’s old basement.  I was making sure the transition between patients was going smoothly, and at one point I was directed to one of the therapists (a male — which is unusual for the Kirk Center) who was dissecting/massaging a lung, and tissue connected with it, which he labeled as the stomach — but the stomach is not flat tissue parallel to the lung!  He was explaining what he was doing, and I remember wondering how pieces of the body could just be worked on like that — out in the open — with the patient nowhere in sight (doesn’t the patient need that lung to live?)  I think I passed by the patient later in the dream who asked me about the procedure (and also seemed fine walking around with parts of her body missing).  I also had a dream that I slid in line in front of a guy, right behind my mom and sister.  He was NOT happy, and I think he made that known to management.

In other news, I am live on Youtube now in WeAre ValuableMedia! Check it out the video on winter here!

Happy holidays, everyone!  I’d love to hear your holiday hijinks and gratitudes below! Much love and many blessings. ❤

A Joyedian’s Tale: The Life and Adventures of a Lightworker

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Dear angels, God, ascended masters, Entities of Light, saints, Mother 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 am most excited today about taking a bath.  I haven’t had a bath in years (YES showers, though, no worries!), and I forgot how wonderful they are.  For years I gave away bubble bath gifts and packed away epsom salts, wishing I had a working bathtub. And then this year I thought — why not??  I HAVE a bathtub — how hard can it be to replace this faulty stopper?  Well, apparently it is pretty darn hard actually, but thanks to my absolutely wonderful future father-in-law, I now once again can take baths.   And I took one.  And it was soooo wonderful.  I seriously felt like a little 5-year-old again, playing in and soaking in the steamy water.

In other news — I’m bringing some things back.  I’m slowly introducing myself as a “Joyedian” again.  I was starting to miss it a bit, and a friend said: “Why don’t you just bring it back?”  So, I thought, “Why not?”    I’ve also started up a healing practice again.  I performed some chakra clearings (from Healing Touch Level One) on my mom and sister over the weekend and posted on Facebook that I’m looking for others to serve.  So far I haven’t gotten any bites, so I may start heal tackling my fiancee Brian for practice. (Kidding!  Of course I need permission before any healing.)  Well, let’s see. . .

“Brian, do I have permission to heal tackle you?”

“HEAL TACKLE ME?  What is THAT?”

“I just tell you I’m going to heal you and heal you.”

No response.

“Well?”

“What you talking about ‘heal tackle me’?  You can’t tackle me!”

“So, is that a no then?”

“Well, sure, why don’t you go ahead and try.  We’ll see who really gets tackled.”

Ok well. . .  maybe I’ll just stick with my mom and sister for now.

I’ve begun meditating again!  And actually wanting to and enjoying it.  This is huge for me.  For the past few years most of my meditating was done for the School of Metaphysics so that I could check it off my exercise log for class.  I was thinking about the exercise log this week and also thinking I should bring it back.  But instead of pressuring myself to fill it out 100%, I would use it as more of a guide and observational tool.  I would list various activities that could add to my spiritual practice for the day and keep track of which I use from day-to-day.  I think I will start brainstorming on that today and report back tomorrow.

In still other news, I’ve been kind of dark lately.  I’ve gotten caught up in my “story” and felt very, very stuck the last few months.  Thankfully, I decided to go ahead with my original plan and last weekend I gifted myself an intuitive report for Christmas.  My previous School of Metaphysics teachers (now married!) Golbahar and Brian performed it.  I got a past life crossing with my fiancee Brian, and it was AMAZING!  One of the parts that really stuck out for me was the advice that I need to believe in “miracles.”  What was particularly neat is that I went back and listened to one of my recent coaching sessions with Lorilei, and I realized she also mentioned a focus on “miracles.”  I almost cried!

My dreams have continued to be a little odd and interesting.  In this morning’s dream I actually used the world “holographic”, but it was referring to being trapped in an alternate reality created by an apparently nefarious male in my dream.  Alternate realities.  Life is but a dream.  Good stuff.

This is pretty long now, so I’ll end with the final suggestion from last week’s report: if you’re in a relationship, why not make a vision board of your life together?  I LOVE collaging, but since Brian is not as big a fan, I told him I’d get the board set up, and we could add little-by-little as we go (see this pic for this blog entry).  I took a huge cork board that he’d gotten from work and covered it in strips of white poster paper (for a less-distracting blank slate look).  It’s now sitting in our bedroom, ready to be tacked with images!

What other dreams will be painted today?  Much love and many blessings to you all! ❤

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