Month: December 2018

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A Beeded Breast

Día de Muertos, Fruitvale, Oakland, California USA; Takasphoto.com

December 28, 2018

I know I say this all the time but last’s night’s dream was very cool.  I am in a stadium.  Apparently I live here.  I am trying to decide where to put my office to make room for the baby.  The stadium is so expansive I want the layout to make sense.  It is recommended to me that I set my office on the stage as then it would be sectioned off for this specific purpose.  I believe it to be a good idea.  I am waiting for people to arrive.  It seems the business we conduct is growing and we therefore can benefit from the added space the stadium provides.  We still have use of some old freight containers where we used to conduct our business.  These containers can be put to other use.  There is a guy here dressed like a flamboyant gypsy.  He is very handsome.   I can see his pants ballooning as he walks.  He seems to be the one providing interior design ideas.  He shows me how he has repurposed the shipping containers.  As I walk through to look at the new layout a man catches me eye.  We look at each other.  There is an immediate intense attraction but I am somewhat distracted by the gypsy and his show and tell.

An opportunity arises for me to visit privately with the man as the gypsy walks off ahead of us.  The man comes over and I immediately offer him a hug.  As he goes to hug me his shirt opens up revealing his chest.  His chest has many beads with an emblem in the center of his heart.  The beads seem to be something I identify with.  I am so happy to see him.  I pull him in close to me. As I reach around to his back with my bear hug my hands feel beeds that hang on his back also.  The beeds offer me an ever greater assurance he is the one I’ve been searching for.

The warmth from our bodies creates ashes that float away in the wind.  When I first notice the ashes they look like bats because the seem to be flying in the air but as I look at them more closely I realize they are not bats but the ashes from the sage I have been burning in my offerings.   The ashes are going everywhere.    I worry they will be upset with me for the mess I am making with the ashes.  I want to continue hugging the man but the hugs are creating more ashes.  I hug him for just a little bit longer giving him one lasting hug.  I look again at the ashes to see what I might need to do to clean up but now I notice the ashes are turning into babies.  Hundreds of babies.  Each ash flake developing into a baby.  Oh no, what I am going to do with so many children.

 

~~~~ DREAM ENDS

I found this image on the internet.  I was thinking where can I possibly find an image of a man with a ton of beeds on his chest.  This one seems so perfect as it has the man wearing an emblem on his chest.  I assume the beeds probably hang down on his back.  He holds the same look the guy did in my dream.  A look of wanting or yearning.  A look that calls you close.

I like that much like the ashes relate to a ritual, the indigenous man probably also has rituals he engages in.

 

This image was used for editorial purpose only.

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Shattering of the Universe; How Magick Happens

December 26, 2018

Last night’s dream was very cool.  I was watching Harry Potter before going to bed and I wondered if there was a train platform numbered 9 3/4 in my dream where magick happens and if my dreams have a school of Hogwarts for teaching magick.  I fell asleep with the thought.

In the dream, I find myself at work.  I am friendly with the guy who is the parking attendant for my building.  His company owns several businesses including several parking lots.  Since his workers don’t make a lot of money, he offers them investment tips.  On this day, I over hear him giving out some tips in the way of business news.  I then go about my business.

At work one of my coworkers is Marcus who is a very heavy set black guy who reminds me of the Marcus from MKP.  He is also gay as is Marcus from MKP.  In talking to Marcus, I notice his beautiful qualities and his inner potential.  Even though he is over weight, I help him see a bright future for himself.  In talking to him, something he tells me rings true with the conversation I overheard early regarding the business news.  Today’s news I believe Marcus can apply directly to his life.  Marcus is very excited and begins believing in himself.  He is loosing weight and is wearing a beautiful blue dress.  His hair is long and his makeup is done up nicely.  He likes dressing to accentuate his feminine side.

The next morning, I tell Marcus to meet me at the parking lot where I can introduce him to the parking lot attendant.  We are waiting just outside the parking booth for the attendant to arrive with today’s business news.  After he offers the news to his employees, I get his attention and introduce Marcus.  I stutter in explaining how he can possibly help Marcus.  My inner dialog doesn’t want to seem as if I am asking for his help under an Affirmative Action because he is black.  I want him to know I believe in Marcus and I think he can benefit greatly from his assistance.  As if to read my mind, the parking attendant tells me not to worry, he will help Marcus as I’ve indicated.  Excited with his approval I look at Marcus who now looks stunning.  I pause for a moment to see how Marcus has changed.  I think to myself, “I could really love someone as beautiful as Marcus.”

We walk together back to our office.  Marcus is very excited on his new prospects for the future.  I am happy to have been able to help him in this way.  A truck is driving out of the parking lot and down a road where there is construction.  He drives over a pot hole.  I yell don’t do it you won’t survive the fall.  His car splits in two and is swallowed up by the river that runs along side the road.  I tell Marcus he will have to pluck his car out of the river now.  Marcus and I continue walking.  As we walk, Marcus comes up with a way to apply this new knowledge to help the man recover his truck.  He is eager to help someone.  He comes up with a way to create a sonic boom.  The boom will fragment the Universe shattering it to pieces just enough for the man to recover his truck from the river.  The shattering of the Universe allows us to easily rearrange the pieces of the truck.

The idea works as the boom sounds.  The Universe now looks like a mosaic.  Through the cracks a worm hole appears and a beautiful lavender light comes rushing in.  I see and understand how magick happens.  I realize it is Marcus who helps me.

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Call of the Green Man

December 24, 2018

Last night’s dream was quite amazing.  As I was falling asleep for the night I had a vision where I am with a young man embarking on a journey.  A man calls out to us from a distance.  As if calling me into the dream.  I’m unaware I am dreaming because I’m still awake and was about to get up to turn off the lights but at that moment am completely pulled into the experience.  I gesture over to the young man standing beside me asking, “Who is this man who calls from a distance?”  His voice is very familiar to me.  I focus on his face and like a mirage it begins to fade in and out.  The first awareness comes to me, I am visioning.  I’m still curious who the man is who calls from a distance.  In this moment, I am unable to discern who is real and who is part of the vision.  The man next to me feels very real.  He is so much a part of me I don’t even question who he is.  When in reality both are dream figures but it just doesn’t occur to me to ask who is the man standing next to me.  I struggle to get a good look at the distant man’s face.

Cleo my cat jumps on the bed and awakens me.  I get up, pet her and turn off the lights.

I lay my head back down and immediately return to the dream this time I am sitting in a charcoal colored pickup truck on the passengers side.  The driver is the ferry man from earlier.  He reaches over and hands me a key ring with about 7 USB thumb drives.  I ask if he can identify the one we were watching earlier, the one he was just now showing me?  He is too busy to pay attention to me focusing instead on pulling strings to ferry us to the other side.  He dismisses me and say’s, “You’ll find it.”

I am now in a Colosseum where hundreds of people are gathered for an event.  With this many people it is hard to control who enters and is present.  I seem to be the head master or person at the top of the ticket but I don’t have full control on what happens at the periphery.  It reminds me of a scene from Harry Potter.  Magic is happening everywhere.  Everyone knows magic here.  Wanting to verify my audience and test whether my minions are in harmony with my ask, I send out a signal which in essence forces all those present to identify themselves.  The responses come back.  There are a few responses I am not happy with.  A second call goes out to try to harmonize correctly.  It is very much like tuning an orchestra.  They must be in tune with my vibration for us to proceed.  I am still not satisfied with the response.  I hear something in a side room the kitchen.  I walk over to the kitchen but don’t see anyone there yet I can here the clatter of dishes. It spooks me for a moment but I am determined to draw us in harmony.  I walk around the kitchen attempting to come closer and closer to where the sound originates.  I end up following the sound unto a brick oven with a chimney.  The brick all around is crimson red.  I wonder if I am going to get buried alive in here.  I try to fly from this position but am unable to reach any heights.   I sink deeper and deeper into the oven as the brick closes in on me.  I refuse to be overtaken.  I send out yet another signal which causes an etheric clearing to open in the walls of the oven.  A swarm of dragon flies enter.  They are of every color of the rainbow.  They dance as they fly creating beautiful shapes and images of all sizes.  The fluttering of their wings create a vibration. The vibration shakes loose the walls and all the surroundings.  It is our frequency which harmonizes dissonance.  I look up and float through an opening in the top of the oven.

I am now back in the Colosseum.  People gather here.  I see many wear green paint.  I assume the green man is among us.  There are many other nature spirits present.  There is one man with an incredibly full beard.  Someone is giving him a shower to hose off some of the green from his thick curly beard.

~~~~~ DREAM ENDS

Thoughts in journaling:  At first, I didn’t know whether to record the visioning part of the dream which came early before I actually fell asleep.  I initially didn’t connect the Ferryman with the other part of the dream that followed until i heard the question I ask him regarding the USB drives.  I wanted to see the one he was showing me earlier.  It is at this point when he is busy pulling strings to “ferry” (Faerie) us over to the other side.  Interesting play on words here.  It wasn’t until the I thought the green man was present since everyone had green paint on that I understood the use of ferry.  A green man is a faerie.  So I think he was the green man.

The USB’s were also interesting.  I thought what could possibly be on them? It wasn’t until later that I recalled watching YouTube videos of 8 week sonograms of pregnant women and noticed the doctors often hand out USB thumb drives with the sonogram images for the parents to keep.  I think this equates places it in an OB  category.

Other observation was my time in the oven.  The oven bricks were red and the space felt closed in.  I wonder if is a reference to a uterus.  Could this be a reference to OB?  Are faeries responsible for delivering children?

 

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Feed Yourself Before You Go

December 20, 2018

Last night I had a dream where I am hovering over a large body of water much like a like.  There are people swimming in the water splashing and having fun.  The waves created are very frothy.  The water is an iridescent aqua blue.  I don’t know how to swim in real life very well so I think to myself this is a great opportunity to learn in a safe place.  I jump in the water and start to float on my back.  I seem to be mentally connected to everyone in the pool much like one mind.   Some people have brought colorful rafts out on the water to lounge on.  I attempt to tread water but feel myself sinking.  Someone tells me to lay my head back and relax.  I am able to float.

I make my way to the other end of the lake where there is a restaurant.  I walk toward it as I walk closer my consciousness seems to be pulled as I am no longer walking but instead being drawn in to the establishment.  I am drawn all the way to the back table where two men sit at different tables back to back.  I recall thinking to myself, “Why am I being brought here?”  It seems highly out of place to be in this location.  I will myself closer to where the men sit.  The minute I draw closer the faces of the men blur as if the dream is imposing a veil of secrecy on it.

I am then drawn to a men room where there are showers available for the men to wash off after bathing in the lake.  I look for a shower but they all seem occupied.  One man very large hairy man is walking down the hall.  Another man behind him is giving him some kind of neck massage to stretch his back.  He asks if I would like to be stretched implying much like when I was trying to float in the water to lay my head back.  As if this recommendation will help me swim.

Not wanting the assistance, I walk away entering another room that looks like a dance floor with colored lights.  I reminds me of the Enterprise where the beam people to other places.  I wonder if I’m on a space ship.  Wanting to know who these people are and where in the universe they come from I enter the space and fly along the walls.  The dance floor holds shadows of people who have been teleported to distant places.  There is a bar where food and drinks are served while you wait to be teleported.  I approach the bar knowing I’m not from this place and they might recognize me as an outsider.  The bartender is very friendly and offers me something to eat.  At first I’m reluctant because I don’t know what they eat here.  Looking down at the plate it looks like egg, cheese and crackers.  Since it is something I recognize I eat a little bit.   He tells me I can save the rest for later.  This man is so nice and welcoming I take a good look at him.  He looks very human but yet someone translucent his body has density but not as much as we do in real life.  His hair is brown and cut very short.  We both pause and look at each other.  He says; “Feed yourself before you go.”

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Party Coordinator’s Kaleidoscope

December 19, 2018

In this dream, I am at a party and I meet a guy who I believe on some level is Travis but in the dream I don’t know him to be Travis. I would say he feels like Travis.  After spending time with him, I feel he is someone I would want to date.  The Party Coordinator walks over to me to show me the Party Log of Events which has in it all possibilities.  The Log is a Wheel that looks like a Kaleidoscope made of many tiny crystals each reflecting a distinct possibility.  In it I see where the Party Coordinator also met this same guy Travis and also had feelings for him.  Knowing we both like him to the same degree, I tell him he can have him since I have a baby.  Wanting to see the baby but not recalling where the baby is in the dream, I take a moment to reflect where I might have left him.  The baby sleeps off to my left in a blue bassinet.  I stroke the baby’s face lightly so as to not startle it.  The baby opens one eye followed by the other.  Without words he communicates to me, “You forgot to change my diaper.”  I look down at his puffy blue diaper and stick my finger in it to check.  It is neither wet nor soiled.  The baby then chuckles.

With his chuckle, I sense this is a dream.

As I awoke from the dream, I still held in my minds eye the Kaleidoscope shining so brightly it looked at times like the sun.  It’s edges glowed a fiery of red.

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Penny Talisman

December 17, 2018

Last night’s dream was very unique.  I am in a struggle or competition with an adversary.  Something or someone who is trying to take my power from me.  I have a toolbox with a key ring on which hang small objects, totems and talismans used to represent aspects of the powers I have at my disposal.  I am also the custodian of sacred objects for the other members of my team.  I sift through the objects and find one that is uniquely mine.  It represents me.  It is a wheat penny.  Seeing the penny, I know this is a game changer because I’ve only ever seen a wheat penny once in my life in a dream which marked a huge turning point in my life.  By association, I know the other sacred objects in my possession are of equal value to those for whom I’ve been entrusted custody.  I also notice there is a pocket knife among the items.  It is a military pocket knife my brother gave me when I was a kid.  It is something he had when he was in the service.  I immediately know I have to get these objects to their rightful owners.  I know I have to guard them from my adversary.  I gather my team around me and securely hand out the talismans.  There is much confusion making it difficult to stay focused.  In addition, my adversary is needling me from all sides.  In the confusion I loose track of my wheat penny.  I am forced to trust it will be there when I need it.  For now, I must focus on the job at hand.  

I am now sitting in front of my computer trying to achieve my mission.  I notice an application keeps popping up on my screen.  It displays a form letter with preprinted titles.  I’m annoyed with the application closing it each time it pops up on my screen.  I then realize my coworker sitting next to me is responsible for the application on my screen. Somehow what he does is being displayed on my screen.  I come up with a way to leverage what he is doing to my benefit.  I now notice my monitor has been swapped out with a smaller one.  Wanting to make sure I am accurate in my assessment of my monitor I carefully study it and come to the determination that the monitor is in fact smaller than the one I originally had.  I stand up and yell, “WHO TOOK MY MONITOR?”  A new employee stands up and says it was given to him as a new employee.  I’m outraged and tell him to ask for his own.  Someone else comes up from behind me to tell me my boss is the one who made the swap.  Knowing I may not have leverage here, I go over to another co worker someone I trust to ask if he can read something off his monitor.  He tells me he can’t because his monitor was also taken from him.

Before waking up I have a second dream.  One where I am with my baby.  It’s been with me for the first few days ‘of its life.  I am feeding it 3 times a day.  I then remember babies are supposed to eat every two hours.  I go over to the baby to feed him and notice the baby does not look malnourished and seems quite content.  I wonder if he is still full from the colostrum he received when he was born.

 

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Take The Steps

December 13, 2018

I had a dream where I am an elevator operator.  The elevator feels like a ride at an amusement park like one of those free falling rides except this one the free fall is in the opposite direction you free fall upward as opposed to downward.

I decide to ride it by myself.  I am wonder when the last elevator ride is scheduled.  I believe it is at 7 o,clock.  The ride takes me in free fall to the top.  I am fearless.  Once at the top, I see people waiting in line for the ride back down.  I have to allow them to go first since I am the elevator operator but I don’t want to get stranded up here without a way to get back down.  A man standing next to me tells me not to worry and indicates there are steps I can take to get back down.  Knowing the distance is eternal I don’t want the steps to be my only option.  He walks through the door leading to the steps apparently an option he has chosen to exercise.  I ponder whether I should follow him down but worry I won’t find my way back.  I stand there staring through the open door I can see the many levels of stairs below me.

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Travis

December 2nd, 2018

This is a difficult dream to journal.  In the dream I have been interested in a guy for a long time.  I follow him around without him knowing I am interested in him.  I do this for many days, weeks and years.  One day he finds out I am interested in him but by this time I have already met Travis in my waking life.  Here is where it gets a bit confusing because several timelines are happening at the same time.  For what feels like an eternity I have been interested in him but have never shown or expressed my interest to him.  I remember hugging him from behind on many occasions in a friendly loving way.  On this given day he walks by me and pauses.  Someone else possibly a friend of his grabs him from behind the way I have always grabbed him from behind to hug him.  He looks at me and I look at him.  I say to myself, “This is how I hug him”.  I wish he had known all this time how much I love him.  He looks at me as if reading my mind.

There is another parallel scene where I walk behind him wishing he had known how much I love him.  I think to myself if he was to turn around right now …… he turns around and looks at me and with his look he acknowledges he really does love me the way I love him.

Now going back to the first scene as he is being hugged from behind he turns to me and says I should meet him near the bathroom.  But now I have to tell him I found someone I like and am no longer available.  So I head toward the bathroom.  I never really end up at the bathroom instead I seem to find him everywhere I go.  No matter where I go, he is there.  I am confused because it feels like he is Travis except I’m not expecting Travis to be in my dream.

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The Cosmic Egg


December 3rd, 2018

Last night’s dream was absolutely incredible.  My body is being elevated.  I am ascending in the universe at an incredible speed.  I can see the stars all around me.  I come to a point in space where a picture frame hangs in front of me.  I am positioned at a 45 degree angle to the frame.  The frame is metallic and in the center is a white egg shape symbol.  The frame is reflective much like a mirror.

Out of the blue I decide to hold my right palm in front of the image much like swearing an oath to the object but my intention is to offer the object a blessing by sending it healing energy.  The egg begins radiating an intense light.  I am amazed at how beautiful the light appears in the heavens.

The light causes an elevator door to appear to the right of the frame.  I notice many beings approaching from the left.  I turn to look at the beings now congregating around the frame, immediately to my left.  Taking a good look at them I can see they are shadows of angels because they all have wings.

The elevator door opens and a man appears in the elevator.  The man has dark olive skin and wears a big head dress.  His face looks larger than a typical human might look but yet he has human features.  I wonder if he might be an alien or a heavenly being.  I wonder if this is some kind of space ship.  Why would he need an elevator?  Not wanting the man to see me I take two steps back to blend in and hide among the angles present.  Feeling as though I’m not quite camouflaged sufficiently behind the angels I take two steps to my right.  This last move places me more in line of sight with the being in the elevator.  I turn to slightly giving him my profile.  I can still see his profile out of the corner of my eye.  The man’s features are striking and I wonder if I am the man.  I ponder the coincidence he too offers me his profile.

All of the sudden my consciousness begins to fly at an incredible speed ascending even higher traversing many levels of the stratosphere.  I turn to look behind me to see what happened to the angels who were standing with me.  They appear to be following in flight right behind me.  I attempt to understand what is going on and wonder if I am trying to flee or if they are simply following me.  I turn again to wave at the angels behind me.  The wave causes a few of the angels to dissipate but they are quickly replaced by more angels.

I then find myself in a cargo bay with all the angels we are sitting around after a long flight.  It feels like we are getting comfortable maybe taking off our shoes or flight gear and getting dressed into our normal day cloths.  As I look around I can see their faces clearly and I think to myself, I need to remember all this because it is so incredible.  Someone looks at me as if reading my mind and gives me a peace sign with two fingers.  He is indicating there are two types of dreams, one which I’m familiar with and the other ….. he goes silent here even though he is not really saying anything but yet he is communicating with me.  The second type are those you feel but instead of messaging me telepathically he sends me his feelings.

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The Eagle Has A Partner

November 28, 2018

Last night I had a heart to heart talk with God.  I have been frustrated with being single and unable to find anyone who feels right.  I am frustrated seeing Facebook profiles with guys and their partners and wondered why I can’t have a partner.  Even unattractive people seem to have found partners.  I consider myself a good person with a big heart and a lot of love to give.  I felt God is wasting my time years of my life I could be loving someone.

So I got gut honest with him and told him in no short terms to CUT THE BULLSHIT something is wrong with your programming.  Fix it. I’m tired of waiting.

So I had a dream and in the dream a woman who is in a high position of authority tells me they are going to conduct a full audit of my record.  I am scared the announcement seems so serious.  The records they will be auditing are of the highest importance.  I assume it is my karmic record the sum balance of my life.

I turn to leave and glance out the window where I see two tiger stripped eagles grooming and playing with each other.  Momentarily distracted by the eagles I think to myself.  “The eagle has a partner.”

~~~~~ DREAM ENDS

Upon waking up I recorded my dream and proceeded to have my morning coffee.  I swiped through one of my online dating apps and the first profile I came to was one of a guy who I am very much attracted to.  I messaged him and thought this never works.  Later in the day he actually messaged back.  We proceeded to correspond and something clicked.  A click I’ve not experienced in a long time.  We seemed to hit it off.  Was this an answer to my prayer.  Well I sit here journaling this a week later and in that week we have talked and FaceTimed.  I think there is something there.  I have a very good feeling about this person.  I think the Eagle might very well have a partner.