Living Life in Between

It has been a while since I have written in this blog. I have been busy and it has been hectic to say the least. I have not been feeling my best. This pregnancy is like my first and I am either horribly hungry with stomach aches from hunger or I feel icky and have indigestion from eating too much. Also, my daughter started kindergarten and my husband was out of town, which made it hard to find time for myself. As a result of all the stress, I have been struggling to get a good night's sleep. For three nights in a row I only got about 4hrs of sleep each night. Finally, last night I was able to get a full night's sleep. I also had some very strange dreams. Changing Oil The first dream I remember was of me changing the oil in my husband's truck (he doesn't have a truck btw). I remember looking at these tiny bottles of oil and adding some kind of additive and then thinking that I didn't have enough oil. As I was doing this, people kept coming in and talking to me.

I have to return to work tomorrow. I am dreading it. The idea of having to go back has made me moody and irritable. My poor husband is completely confused as he assumed I would be happy since we will be having another baby. I wish I could be happy, but right now all I can think about is the negative side of things. I have been asking my guides to help me figure out how to get through the next 10 months. My boss had told me that he would move me to a different section, a not-so-negative one. Well, he didn't. He either lied to me, forgot or changed his mind. I told everyone before I left in June that I would not be back. Now I will be back and will get a lot of questions. I do not look forward to answering them because it means telling of my losses and failed attempts at getting a counseling job. What I dread the most is dealing with the negativity of my work situation. I don't know how to protect myself from it. Now that I am pregnant I will be overly emotional (I really hat

I have been struggling to fall asleep lately. Being I am pregnant now, there is not much I can take to help me fall asleep that is safe except....yeah, Benadryl. The night before last I took two and when I woke up I felt like I hadn't slept at all. So, last night I decided to just take one. I tossed and turned most of the night but finally fell asleep and got some good sleep. My husband woke me up around 5:30am. I remember asking to astral and then rolling over to fall back to sleep. Well, I got what I asked for. As is usual, I slowly became lucid in my dreams. The last dream I remember, I was in bed at my Mom's house in my old room from high school. Someone was in the bed with me, but I don't know who it was. I remember I was feeling sexual but did not want to wake up the other person. So, I went into the bathroom. As soon as I made the decision to go into the bathroom and take care of my sexual desires, my root chakra started buzzing and brought me into full lucidit

Quite to my surprise, I was able to astral this morning. I went into astral from a dream that turned lucid. In the dream, I was on a beach doing something (can't remember now). I do remember I had just traveled a long way to be there. There was sand around me in all directions for miles. I don't recall seeing water or an ocean. The sky was a vivid blue with sparse clouds. I recall looking up in the sky and seeing this object. It appeared to be an entire city in the sky. I remember seeing what looked to be two chimneys but they were purple and misshapen like something out of a Dr. Seuss book. I remember thinking they could not possibly be chimneys but there was smoke rising out of them. I could also see the rooftops of different dwellings to the left of the chimneys.There was another floating city to the right and I remember thinking it odd that two vividly colorful cities were up in the sky. Both cities resembled children's toys - bright colors and zigzags of houses and

Apparently I am one of the most dense psychics out there, at least when it comes to receiving messages from my guides. Of course, my guides don't typically come out and tell me future things about myself in a direct manner, making it more difficult for me to really get the gist of the message. I am sure I am much to blame for the miscommunication that exists between myself and my guides. My ego gets in the way often and even when it is not in the way, my subconscious does not like to hold onto the messages in full, so only bits and pieces get through. On top of all that, I interpret many of the messages I get as symbolic rather than direct messages. In the end, what is really the true "gift" of a psychic is not his/her ability to get messages, it is his/her ability to accurately interpret them. Additionally, there is no substitute for one's own intuition. Intuition, or one's personal knowingness, is above all, the most blessed gift and we all have it. So wh

I had something that has never happened to me before happen to me this morning. It was not anything really spectacular but it was different . It is something that happens to other psychics and mediums, not to me. I guess now it happens to me. What was it? Well, let me back track to before this different thing happened. Visit from a Friend I slept fitfully last night again. At some point, though, I recall being at my Mom's house in her bedroom. My mom came in and announced that one of my friends had come a long way to see me. She told me the name of this friend and I was in total disbelief. Why would she come so far to see me? I peaked out the door just to make sure there wasn't a mistake. Sure enough, there sat my friend on my Mom's sofa. She smiled at me and waved. I retreated into the bedroom in disbelief. Then I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. Oh my! I was wearing my night gown, my hair was a mess and I didn't have any makeup on! So I hurriedl

Before I get into the amazing astral trip I took this morning, I want to go back to late yesterday morning to give some background on how I think I got to the point of going astral. I was overcome with emotion out of the blue and fed up with the worry over having to return to a job that was so miserable last time I was there. I finally asked my guides for help. "I need help with this. Please help me understand why this is happening? What can I do to make it through this?" The emotional outcry only lasted a moment. Once I asked for help, the emotion subsided. Minutes later, while taking a shower, I got the idea to go back and get some auditing. I hadn't had it for a few years. I was due for some sessions. I began to second guess myself on this, though, and felt I needed to make the call to get the ball rolling before I changed my mind. So, as soon as I got out of the shower, I made the call. I felt loads better afterwards. I realized my question - What can I do to ma

As I was contemplating what to call this post, the familiar quote from The Wizard of Oz popped into my head. It seemed fitting considering what I am about to write. Nothing really spectacular has happened, not like in the movie anyway. Yet, there has been some kind of shift. I am not sure if others who are spiritually oriented feel it or if it is just in my own universe. It began yesterday. I just felt.... different . I was calmer than usual, which could be partly to blame for me noticing the change to begin with. I also felt more centered, though I had not meditated or done anything in particular to cause that. Perhaps the change was sparked by my thinking? When I woke up I was fed up with being disappointed about not finding work as a counselor. I was fed up with feeling like I was somehow to blame for not getting jobs; that there was something wrong with me. I was fed up with being down in the dumps and mopey. So, just an hour after waking up, I decided to change the way my