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Spiritual Dreams

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If you happen to have caught me on Facebook: “Teri Karl Joy”, I promised to share about some interesting dreams I’d had this week.  I’ve been blessed to remember a lot of my dreams this week, but I’m PARTICULARLY excited about the spiritual dreams I had (even one just today!)

TODAY

I dreamt I was at my parents’ house.  A cat had gotten in, a white and orange one (female).  I was annoyed at this and shooed it back out the balcony door.  Then I remember being below on the porch and seeing a black and white male cat looking forlorn.  Then he saw the female cat emerge and was happy again.  They actually sat, hugging each other.

Also today, something about a guy or two who were guides for me somehow.  (like tour guides).  I remember sleeping next to one (not sexual).

ALSO, I was at some kind of event, maybe a workshop.  There were a few people that I was acquainted with, and I gave them a quick hug, but then I recognized Mary Morrissey (one of my mentors) in the group. When I got to her, I have her a big, long, real hug.  She told me that there was a secret to the universe in each of the slides (Powerpoint Presentation), but it would only last a second.

I believe today was also the night I dreamt that there had been severe flooding, and I’d driven my car into the water, and it had gotten stuck.  (I’d lost it.)

EARLIER THIS WEEK

I dreamt I was high up, mountain climbing.  I suddenly realized what I was doing, where I was, and I became a little terrified.  I was a little careless and knocked down a bolder.  My dad was some lengths below me, and didn’t get hit by it (but I was struck upon reflecting later how careless I’d been about it.)

There was a tarantula following me around everywhere.  I was in the dining/living area of my parents’ house.  I wasn’t frightened, just mainly annoyed.  At some point I immobilized it (maybe even killed it), but I don’t remember doing it.  It may have had something to do with the legs.

And THEN I dreamt I was leaving a space because there was a stampede of animals coming behind us.  I had scooped up these two small animals that had legs that were limp like rag dolls.  I entered this area where people were all sitting around, in a circular formation, and something came out toward us.  At first I thought maybe it was a unicorn or something, but it ended up being a person, a young man.  He looked like he was high school level, and I think he had very curly hair.  I think he was singing a song from Godspell.  He was singing “All Good Things Around Us”.  So, I started singing with him in harmony, because I was in Godspell in high school, and I knew the song.  I told him this.  He was excited about it.

Immediately following was another dream where I was in a setting like a university library.  There were 2 women, an older woman and a woman around my age.  We were sitting at a table together, and they took out a card.  The older woman asked me about what cards I use, like which type they were.  It seemed like she was asking if they were for good energy or lower energy.  And I said, “Well, they’re angel cards.” So, that seemed to satisfy her.  And then she pointed out a card, and there was a person on the card, and she was motioning toward the ankle, the foot.  She said something about “purpose” or something similar.

The card dream is the one I am most excited about.  If “feet” are spiritual foundation, as I learned in the School of Metaphysics, the woman (a wise, mentor-type figure), is telling me to make my spiritual foundation my purpose.  I have gotten this message multiple, multiple times from my angels.  But, sometimes it’s good to hear it through other avenues!

Godspell also caught my attention.  It is a musical based on the Gospel of Matthew in the Bible.  Back in high school I bought a karaoke version of the Godspell CD so that I could practice the songs, and I still have it now on my iTunes.  Over the weekend I decided to put my iTunes on shuffle while doing chores, and I heard 4 or 5 Godspell songs back-to-back.  I figured maybe I had accidentally just shuffled the Godspell album, but then the very next song was not a Godspell song.  (The angels know that I love coincidences!)  

When I asked out loud “How can I build my spiritual foundation?”, the answer I received was “Be still.”  A beautiful answer.  And it also occurs to me as I’m typing this that a little Godspell karaoke might also be of some assistance. 😉

OTHER SYMBOLS OF NOTE FOR ME TO CONTINUE TO WATCH FOR: Animals, teenage-aged men, parent’s house.  These could be related to old ways of thinking, patterns of thinking, and developing subconscious parts of myself.

I’m going to get back into dream interpretation.  (But in the meantime I would like to share a few more “Camino” posts.)  The plan is to start a weekly video on youtube.  I will share the link in my next post about dreams.  If you have any you’d like to share, please do.

Much love and many blessings. ❤

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Think About It Thursday: Losing Your Mind?

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I was traumatized by my dream this morning.  It put me in a funk that completely threw off my morning routine.  I actually talked with my sister about it before I posted it here because it involved her.

I dreamt that my sister was killed by a train.  I saw her from above, out a 2-story window.  She looked to be a little out of it and was walking along the tracks, sometimes on the tracks, then to the side and above the tracks, and back.  I wanted to warn her, but I think I was afraid she wouldn’t hear me.  A train came by and  somehow missed her.  But then another train came by, and after it passed I saw splattering on the track and knew she was dead.

I remember feeling completely devastated in the dream, that my life had might as well be over. I no longer wanted to live.  I thought I had to tell my dad, and I remember going to talk to him.  I asked him if he was sitting down for this (though I could see him in front of me), and then I told him.  I figured he’d be very upset, but he seemed to take it in stride, even telling me that one of Brian’s aunts had predicted that my sister would be killed by a train!

The translation:

I’ve often thought of my sister as my conscious mind.  In the School of Metaphysics we say that our fiancee/husband is representative of our entire subconscious mind, so since my sister is the very closest female in my life, I’ve seen her as my entire conscious mind.  Death = change.  So, I believe my dream is telling me that my entire conscious mind is changing, and an organization (symbolized by the train) is affecting that change (perhaps the Coop or my DreamBuilder/Life Mastery training).

This makes sense to me.  I’ve been making some major shifts, particularly in my relationship with a higher power and in spiritual writing.  I’m also overcoming perfectionism and putting more attention on being positive.  These are major changes.   That a very religious/spiritual aspect of myself was the one who predicted this change makes a lot of sense.

Have you ever dreamt of the death of someone extremely close to you?  Occasionally that is a precognitive dream, but often it symbolizes a major change happening within a part of yourself.  What internal changes have you been making recently? (If there was a death in your dream, what would that signify for you right now?)

Much love and many blessings. ❤

Dreamy Wednesday: Learn About Yourself Through Your Dreams!

Please check out my latest article on lifehack.org: 10 Things Your Dreams Can Tell You About Yourself.  It goes into detail about common dreams and dream symbols: what they mean, and how you can apply them to your life.

I had two different dream themes this morning — one realistic, one more imaginative.  One half of my dreams had to do with singing.  In one I’m at a concert but haven’t been attending any of the rehearsals and therefore don’t know some of the words and am pleasantly surprised when each song begins. (Oh!  Great song!)  Later, a teacher from the College of Metaphysics — who led the Cantata last year — is talking about solos that we’re going to do, and she asks me if I want to do one of them today.  I think that I can do it, but I’m not sure.

In the other dreams people’s clothes were different.  They reminded me of Robin Hoodish plain, peasanty garb.  In one there is a girl sneaking through the woods to get a glimpse of her father.  Someone who would seem to be her enemy senses movement in the woods and suspects it is her.  He sneaks up on her and covers her mouth so that she doesn’t scream.  He wants to help her.  In the other instance I am going somewhere; I’m on my way out.  I’ve promised my sister and someone that I would see them before I went.  I must walk down a LONG paved way to get to the end of the path, past some people at picnic tables.  Then I have to double-back and go all the way down a path to the back of the woods where my sister will be.  I wonder why I didn’t just stop there first afterall, to save some of this time and walking.  As I’m walking a small black dog (like my neighbor’s dog) comes running up, barking ferociously.  I talk to it sweetly and emit a calm feeling, in hopes of calming it down. I think it works.

The first dream has to do with harmonization and with being unprepared.  I suspect this has to do with initiations I’m going through and with ways I’m seeking to grow within myself.  It’s time to perform, time for me to show my stuff and present something awesome, but I haven’t done the work, the practice, to really, truly pull it off.  I’ve been thinking a lot about my scattered mind and about do my metaphysical exercises the best I can.  I suspect this is what that dream is about.  The last part is likely about a dream class my teacher asked me to teach.  I would really enjoy doing it, but I’m not sure I’m ready for the time commitment.  This is what I’m hesitating on in the dream.  To apply these dreams I need to make sure I put in my best effort in my exercises and work on being present and concentrated throughout the day.

In the second dream the clothes and environment stand out to me.  It could be a past life memory, but I’m not sure it was. (Even if it was, it can still be interpreted symbolically.)  The garb is of peasants, which suggests an expression of lacking self value.  The forest is a place of subconscious mind.  The mixture of women and men in the dream suggest interaction between conscious and subconscious, although there is some secrecy, confused trust/loyalty, lack of planning and wise direction choices, etc.  The dog is a distracting, unpleasant habit!  To apply this dream I would want to work on trusting myself, particularly relating to my subconscious state of mind.  I would want to be open and try to create a clear plan or direction using my subconscious, free of distraction, particularly bothersome, unproductive ways of thinking.

Happy dreaming!

Friday Fun: Adelaide’s Story

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It is dusk.  Adelaide grabs and kicks at cracks in the concrete, climbing the thick cement wall beyond the workyard.  She begins the slow walk of the balancing gymnast, one leg swinging out, returning, teetering, and then the other, repeat.  Standing straight, she pauses and looks down to her left, into the workyard.  The buildings are gray, surrounded by thick barbed wire fencing.  Adelaide remembers how miserable she felt there.  She also remembers that she was safe.  She was secure.  There was a place for her to stay, there was structure, there was security.  She sighs and then moves her attention over to the thick wired fence of the perimeter beyond.  She shivers at the sight of the steel knots and slowly turns to the right.

The night is growing darker, thicker.  All she can make out on this side is the jungle.  Gigantic leaves form layer upon overlapping layers, cascading forms from canopied trees, large umbrella plants, and flourishing ground cover.  Perhaps there is no ground!   She sees some broken brush that may lead to a path, but she is not sure.  Again, she shivers — but in fear.  There is no security on this side.  No one will tell her what to do, where to go.  She will have to find her own way.  She has never had that freedom.  Freedom.  There are no fences.  There are no overseers.  There are no schedules.  There are no directives.  But . . . she strains her eyes, trying to see the edge of the jungle.  The jungles edges merge with the darkness.  She doesn’t know what is out there.  She has heard tales, both wonderful and horrifying.  How does she know what is really true?  What is it she will find?

What will she decide?  For now, she continues her slow, teetering walk along the fence.  She thinks shoe knows what she must do, but she wants to be sure; she wants a sign.  So, she does not make the leap.  She decides to wait for sunrise.

Dreamy Wednesday (Belated):

Sometimes when I go away and my routine gets disrupted, I find it harder to remember my dreams.  Fortunately, my dreams have come back, and with a vengeance!  Here are the last two days:

Yesterday

  • Substitute aid for a P.E. class.  P.E. teacher is in a classroom (a bit larger).  He is gathering up all of the materials when I come in.  Makes a comment about materials left in the hallway by someone else.
  • I am hugging a bunch of men to say goodbye.  For some they seem very attached to me.  One I kiss on the lips, not meant sexually, but the guy’s eyes light up in surprise.  And one guy and I end up dancing a bit.  Some older woman (teacher/authority) breaks us up, and we find another way to dance further apart, holding each other’s hands with arms out.
  • Sitting in chairs, including students, reminiscing over old days.
  • Girl not treated fairly.  We investigate.
  • ___________ ?  people help me move shelves?
  • Climbed a mountain — looked out around as if to try to seethe whole world (as if talking to someone.  Then kind of slid down the mountain.  Went back to my house.  (Slid a little lucidly in the dream.)  Was moving fast through neighborhood.  Car there, but I imagined my route would be clear.  Back to my house (flat?)  Greeted my boys with a hug and kiss.  I was male.  Wife there.
  • Some kind of movie-like scenario with bad guys coming after more laid-back good buys, but they have ingenious home-made contraptions to knock out the bad guy, including a barrel that explodes and lets out farts while the guys are already trapped down.  Later wife is upset because these shenanigans have destroyed the house a bit.  Huge crack against the wall.  We have a fight, and I say to her that she doesn’t appreciate me, basically.  I clarify that I think I’m awesome, but she doesn’t.  I get no reaction from her.
  • Sitting in a car.  (Larger car)  Certain way to sit.  By twos.  (Concert?)
  • Visited YMCA to talk about my business.  Some distractions.  (And her fixing up area.)  I don’t know that we end up talking about it.
  • My sister is upset.  She and Mom have been together and she has had some items stolen from her purse/bag (or at least, they are missing).  She begins replacing some, like nail polish and maybe other make up.  She and Mom are pretty concerned it happened in their quick stop at a hotel.  I ask them which hotel because I say I don’t want the same to happen to me.
  • Mom (at Bobi’s — grandma’s) showing me some jewelry she is wearing (maybe necklace?)  She laughs about how Dido goes/would go around the house opening all of the blinds, and Bobi closes them.
  • My body was freaky skinny.  I had like no behind at all, and I just felt really flimsy like there was no sustenance for me. 

Today

  • Planning to move to Hollywood.  For a moment I identified with Marilyn Monroe (felt I was her).  I began to change my mind, though, knowing how expensive the city would be.  (I think that I told my boss it was going to be my last day.)  Saw a medium-sized model of the city.
  • Something with a girl sitting on my lap and then getting up and telling me how she wanted to be at her pool at home.
  • I remember walking somewhere.  I think we changed the traffic signals accidentally by saying “green” by them.
  • Raffle?
  • Guy walking around with goodies.  I was trying to decide, choose from the plate of sweets.  I chose a chocolate cupcake with white frosting, since I had gotten this one knocked over as I was looking.  But then the whole plate ended up flipped over.
  • Some talking about a presentation to be happy/happening?  3 or 4 lion-like creatures (animatronics or real?)  and talk that the dragon would emerge — just on that day!
  • 3 characters; seems went up into the sky.  The first two were serious and the last one was fun-loving.
  • Talking about talking to people at a party.  When asked, I said it would be different if I were at my particular friend’s house and talking to people.  I’d be like “Hey! Loosen up.  Have some fun.”  People thought this was funny.
  • Some guy did some questionnaire-contest thing.

Day 1 Symbols and Synthesis:

I’m a substitute, P.E. teacher, class materials, hugs, men, kiss, dance, older woman authority figure, hands/arms, chairs, students, girl, shelves, mountain, house, car, sons, hugs and kisses, I’m a male, wife, bad guys, crude/rough good guys, home-made weapon contraptions, farts, wife, crack in wall, car, people sitting, concert?, YMCA, sister, Mom, purse/bag, hotel, make-up/nail polish, Mom, jewelry (necklace?), Bobi, Bobi’s house, Dido, blinds, skinny body.

I’m not going to analyze every bit, so what strikes me about this dream first is that I’m a substitute P.E. teacher.  My intuitive reports talked about the importance of me being grounded, rooted in the physical, and in the importance of touch.  I believe this means I am exploring this.  I am also really connecting with subconscious mind, in the interactions I have with the men and with my two little boys.  PLUS I actually identify as a male.  Really seeing myself subconsciously.  There is some dissonance that I experienced with the battling men and in my interactions with the older woman and with my wife.  The crack in the wall is probably a good thing — it is breaking down limitations.  However, my conscious mind is unhappy about it.  I am intrigued by the hotel and jewelry situations.  We have the common theme of expression between the two.  In one, I am consciously, rapidly trying to replace self-expression that I have lost while going in and out of universal mind.  In the other, a superconscious aspect is showing off some self-expression.  The blinds make me think of allowing awareness and light in and out of the mind.

Day 2

Move, Marilyn Monroe, boss, model of Hollywood, girl, lap, traffic signals, raffle?, guy, dessert plate, chocolate cupcake, real/machine creatures, 3 characters, the sky, party, party people.

These dreams just seem really fluffy to me with the Hollywood, Marilyn Monroe, the desserts, the magical creatures, people floating into the sky, being at a party.  What I get out of this for myself is that I need to get myself grounded, relax, make wise moves, get out of my head, and take in wholesome knowledge from my experiences.

Do you want to share your dream?   I love to hear others’ dreams!  Please e-mail me your dream: teri.karl@gmail.com.   If you’d like, I’ll respond with some suggestions of possible meanings and see what resonates with you.  Then please share how you would apply that to your life and let me know if you’d like to be featured in a “Dreamy Wednesday” post!

Happy dreaming!

 

Dreamy Wednesday (Belated)

I don’t know if I have permission to share about my sister’s dream that she recently shared with me.  So, I’ll just say that it was unique and cool. 🙂 My dreams this week progressed from being an adult in an elementary school classroom to a substitute teacher in an elementary school classroom to getting the house ready to have people over.

Translation: Needing to learn an overdue lesson –> Experimenting with getting back my inner authority –> cleaning up my state of mind in preparation for interaction with different aspects of myself.

This morning I had a dream smorgasbord.  So, maybe it’s good I’m running behind this week; I’m looking forward to working with these.

Here they are (not necessarily in this order):

Dream #1: I’m driving.  There’s a dogwalker (female) in the left turn lane where I intend to turn.  Sh has TONS of dogs.  One gets away and is running across the street.  I watch it with concern.  It doesn’t get hit.  I make a VERY slow stop and slow left turn to avoid the dogs and walker.  Conditions are bad, too.  It’s snowing and slushy.  When I turn to go up the street it’s a hill, and there are HUGE vehicles in the road that are attempting to pass each other, driving in my direction.  They look like the hockey rink machines that put down ice; HUGE.  I swerve around to avoid them. 

Dream #2: Something with me and Golbahar.  Someone in the bathroom.  She knocks on the door and sends them off to do something (answer the phone?)  because maybe there’s no one downstairs to do it.

Dream #3: I am looking through textbooks, and I find one that is from one of my tutoring students.  (A boy or his sister.)  I try to figure out which one it was.  It is the boy because it is a 5th grade math book.  The reason I’m interested is because there is a $55 bill sticking out of it alike a bookmark.  I think that is a weird denomination.  I check it, and it is indeed real American money.  I now say (to whoever I’m with)  that I have a dilemma.  But I decide the best thing to do is mail it back to him.  I am happy I will be reconnecting with him.  I see lots of writing in the front cover when I check it.  Some swear words.  This is a huge stack of bank slips that I could send with the money (maybe belonging to his parents?), but I decide not to.  They will require extra postage.  I’m sure the mom/dad can get more.  Slips seem to have lesson notes on the bottom; blue pages with lines and comments.  I see a note about snacks.  I write a letter but then decide against sending it.  It turns out the money actually is yuan.  I’m not sure how much it is worth, but in the dream I have now assumed that it will be useless to the boy.  It is two-sided.  One side is green, which could be a mistaken for dollars.  The other side is yellow.

Golbahar finds my original letter (one I had started but not finished, maybe crumpled).  She asks me what my purpose is, like the letter is unclear.   I go to get the actual letter to show her (in envelope?)

Dream #4: Something about a girl created a show and she realized that only one of the actors could actually sing.  She wondered why she did this.  A singing/dancing sequence follows, and the individuals mostly lip sync, and they are terrible at it.

Dream #5: Something else with a play . . .  learning part?

Dream #6: A picture is being taken.  Group shot(s).  I try to kind of hide.  Photographer is annoyed with me.  (male?)

Group shots with lots of people.  Trying to fit in with group shot.  Different gatherings.  I’m not sure when to smile.  My smile is goofy.

Dream #7: Teeny tiny “badger.” in house.  Bowser checks it out.  (I think he wants to eat it, but he stops.)  I wonder if the badger got him.  Clear long quill has gotten stuck in Bowser’s nose.  (Badger sting!)  I try to carefully and quickly pull it out and get part of it off, not all.  Now I feel I need to get the badger out.  Increasing in size?

Wow. . .  I forgot how much I had here.  Let’s see.  Dream #1: I’m headed in a particular direction, but I’m facing difficult conditions.  I’m slowed down by many habits and huge. . .  somethings!  Since the dream seems to be about challenges (the hill, the slush, etc, the snow suggests being stuck.)  So, I think it’s about trying to take a positive, decisive direction in my life but finding myself slowed down — and even stuck — amidst habits, challenges, and environmental circumstances.  Makes sense.

Dream #2.  I’ve got a subconscious aspect, a place for cleansing, and some unknown aspects that may be dealing with communication and different levels of mind (downstairs).   I would guess that it’s telling me I need to be available to receive communication between levels of mind.

Dream #3.  Yikes.  Well, what really sticks out to me is the 55.  I’m really into numbers.  Money has to do with value and “5” is “reasoning” in a dream.  Last night we focused a lot on reasoning in class, so that only makes sense.  A summary of the dream seems to be that I receive a tool for information /information — at a lower level — that includes something to do with value and reasoning.  I’m not sure what it really is, and I’m confused about the value.  I eventually recognize that it is not as much value as I thought and not as useful (since it is the wrong currency).  I am also originally intent on doing the “right thing” and returning it to a developing subconscious aspect of myself.  I’m excited about connecting with this aspect because our connection was severed.  I would describe this part as impulsive/impatient and brilliantly creative.  I have even prepared communication with it.  I later don’t go through with the communication when I decide the bill is useless.  There is something about communication and value again with the bank notes, which also ties into productivity and taking in knowledge.  But I do not see that as important. Finally, my superconscious gets involved, wanting to know about my purpose in the communication.  But she has grabbed the wrong communication, so I update her.   Most importantly, I can’t identify “reasoning”, and I’m confused about its value.  My impulsive/impatient, brilliantly creative side may be the connection.

Dream #4: I am attempting to create harmony within myself, but I have not chosen the correct aspects to do it, so it is not working out perfectly. . .   That may have to do with understanding myself part and getting aligned within.

Dream #5: I am preparing for some sort of creativity, imaginative work.

Dream #6: The use of memory.  I’m involving many aspects of myself in this, but I am not putting my whole self enough in the picture.  (Maybe related to our class conversation or our visualization exercise.)

Dream #7:  These animal-on-animal dreams are confusing to me.  I should ask about those in the next Dream Webinar.  I have two habits here.  One is one that I love and am very comfortable with.  The other is unknown.  I can’t even recognize the animal for sure, it doesn’t look like a real life badger at all, and the size keeps fluctuating.  I think there’s something significant in the stinger/quill and the nose.    The nose is part of the face.  It may be part of a human’s expression, but for a dog it is a main means of receiving information.  The quill is a protective/aggressive measure  Perhaps I was using one habit to explore a new/unknown habit, and there was some resistance.  However, after I saw the damage done, I wanted to get rid of the habit.

Dogs showed up twice in my dreams.  The main unproductive habits I’ve been facing lately are lack of confidence/insecurity; bossiness, worry, lack of purpose, and stubbornness.  These have impeded my journey . . .  but I’m not sure which one is the badger.

Happy dreaming tonight!

Tribute Tuesday/Dreamy Wednesday

As a person who depends on routine, I’m going a little crazy with my change in schedule and all the things I still need to get done.  I intend to keep up with the daily blogging as much as possible, though. . .

Tribute Tuesday

Today’s tribute is to small business owners and start-ups in general.  There’s quite a lot of start-up work for a new venture! I’ve got a double-whammy right now starting both a new Metaphysics class and Early Education Enrichment classes.  Promotion, imaging, scheduling, organizing, and financial planning are key right now — and I’m quite a bit overwhelmed.

The exciting part is that I’m really experiencing being a creator right now:  I’ve created a hat, T-shirt, flyers, and a banner.  I also will get to practice communicating and interacting with others as I talk about the classes.  The best part is that I’m fulfilling my life purpose of self-empowerment by learning to take charge and make decisions and understanding and sharing my value.

And I know I have a long and exciting journey ahead!  Small business people, what has your start-up experience been like?

Dreamy Wednesday

I couldn’t remember too much about my dreams last night.  Something about not getting on the right bus with my dad and sister and another part with worrying about having the right papers/materials and contact information for an older couple who was driving away.  The night before I had another zombies dream. The weird part about it was that it was kid of a reverse of World War Z (Brian had it on in the background as I was doing something a few night ago) — if I made a loud screeching noise it held them at bay.  But I found my voice growing hoarse, and I could barely hold them off.

Analysis: Basically I’ve been overwhelmed with changes lately. The changes are all for the good, but I sometimes have trouble dealing with change.  I think the zombies are the unpleasant aspects of myself that I have to face when I lose structure, perhaps the procrastinator, the disorganized one, the panick-er, the resistor, etc. They have seemed to be “dead” because I haven’t had to deal with a complete overhaul in my life for a while.  (But now they’ve been reactivated!)   I’m not sure about the screeching part.  Perhaps I’m needing to express myself, my needs, and my goals clearly and loudly to help me work through the situation.  Instead, I feel my energy waning,, and I’m afraid I’ll be overcome by the darker parts of me.  I believe this morning’s dreams reflect my struggle to organize my new schedule and all of the details of my life.  My sister — a hardworker — and my father — a superconscious aspect  –have boarded the bus — an organization, like the School of Metaphysics.  But I missed it.  This likely symbolizes my need to get on board with my daily exercises and to turn to my spiritual nature for guidance.

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