Living Life in Between

Lately I have been having dreams of moving. The night before last it was a dream involving me being resistant to moving. I recall seeing a map and discussing locations to move to with my husband. In the end we split up and I remember being very upset with him and also devastated. In last night's dream I again saw a map but this time we both chose to move and we were house hunting. We found a house up North near water and I was happy with what we found. I remember seeing the house and the back yard and thinking it was perfect. In both dreams the discussion about where to move involved places up North where there was snow. In the first one I remember Colorado was discussed and I was against it because it snowed. In the second I saw Montana on the map (I use to live there) but the place we ended up was not in Montana as it was near an ocean or large lake. I also recall compromising with my husband on being in the Southern part of the state. 2:15 When I woke from both the dreams ...

I never know when I will get a "visit" from one of my guides. It is always nice to have one, but they don't seem to come when I want them to. Instead, they "pop" in for a visit and then I never know when they will come by next. When I say visit, I don't mean via dreams. I pretty much expect my guides to visit my dreams. There really aren't too many dreams in which I can't identify one or more of my guides. If the dreams are lucid or turn astral then it is always wonderful to be conscious of their presence. Unfortunately, when I am busy like I have been, consciousness in dreams or astral travel are few and far between, although I do think I am more lucid in my dreams than most people. The kind of visit I am referring to in this blog is when one or more of my guides is closer energy-wise than normal and make their presence known. This is done when I am fully conscious, not in the dream state or astral. Typically my guides are back from me. It is ...

The frog was in my dreams last night. It was a very strange dream, too. In the dream I was going around from shop to shop with my best friend from high school. I kept not going into shops because of this or that. One shop we went into I did not want to go in because it looked like people were dancing in it. When I looked closer, however, they were going down the middle of the shop and at the end were given a prize. My friend did this and got a tube of pink lip stick. I decided I wanted some lip stick, too. So I went down and got some for myself but it was blue. I didn't want blue, though. My friend went down and got more make-up, this time some powder. She really liked it and was talking to a sales rep. I remember telling her I couldn't wear powder because of my wrinkles. I said she didn't have any and she showed me she did. I decided at that point to go down and get more. However, this time I had to catch a frog. From out of the side of the building (elevator maybe?) thi...

Yesterday was a scary day for me. I woke up from a dreamless sleep with a bad feeling. I tried to remember my dreams and only remembered one part. In that short bit I remember there was news that I had protein in my urine. That was it but the bad feeling went with it. I immediately remember my first pregnancy when I was told I had pre-eclampsia and assumed the bad feeling belonged to that memory. When I got to work all was normal. Then I went to the bathroom and found blood on the toilet paper. The feeling that came over me was absolute dread. I even stopped breathing. Then I started shaking. This could not be happening. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest and so I tried to relax. But I couldn't. I ended up calling my doctor's nurse and leaving a message. I needed reassurance. As I waited I noticed that I was cramping slightly. This scared me even more. I knew that bleeding with cramping equals miscarriage. Miscarriage. I shuddered and started shaking again. ...

Unlike Thursday and Friday, Saturday and then today I woke up feeling disappointed. I am not sure exactly why. Perhaps I misread the anticipation, thinking it would mean good news because I felt so good. Usually how I feel is a direct result of what I perceive, even if I do not know exactly what it is I perceive. Fire Saturday morning I woke from dreams in which there was a lot of fire. I remember running from a dorm room where a fire had started. I went to a hotel where another fire was in full swing. In both places I was grabbing things that I wanted to save from the fire. I don't remember now what I took with me but I do remember seeing toys and leaving them behind. When I woke up I knew the dream was about death and transformation. I did not feel good or bad, just blah. The image of the fire was still clear in my mind when my husband told me the bad news. His boss and best friend had indeed passed away. He passed that very morning. I was surprised because I thought that...

For the past few days I have been having this feeling of anticipation when I wake in the morning. It feels like I am waiting for something to happen. It is a good feeling, overall. For example, when I go to work in the morning I want to rush up to the people I work with and tell them the good news. Problem is, what good news? I have no idea what good news I am feeling like telling them, yet I feel like I want to tell them something. It is as if there is a welling up from inside me of this amazing, happy, celebratory feeling. Yet, nothing is going on right now really that suggests I should have such a feeling. It is an odd but welcomed feeling. I feel like I did when I was a child and each new day felt as if something wonderful would happen. Death I know, it is strange for me to go from talking about feeling wonderful to the topic of death, but it something that has happened recently to friends of our family. My husband came home earlier this week and announce that a friend of our...

Again as I was falling asleep last night I felt "tuned in" to my guides. Usually there are three around me at any one give time, but last night there were four. This peaked my interest and I began asking if I needed to know anything about my own future or the future of my country or the planet. I must have tuned in quite deeply because I have lost some of what I got in response now that I try to remember back.  As I attempt to recall all of it I recognize time lapses here and there. I also noticed something different. That difference was in the voice that was coming through. Let me explain quickly how I hear my guides when I am fully conscious in the physical or at least still more in the physical than the spiritual realms. I hear my guides as a mental thought coming from my left or right. Yes it has a direction. Yes, it is a mental thought very similar if not distinct from my own. No, it is not easy to differentiate between my own thoughts and those of my guides. It to...

Yesterday when I opened up my next online course and I saw all the work that was involved I cringed. This happened with my last course, the one I just successfully completed. However, there was more dread this time and I knew that my heart just was not in it anymore. I considered dropping the course and then, after thinking on it some more, I considered a complete university withdrawal. I sent an email to inquire on what I would need to withdraw and waited on the response. I spent the remainder of the day thinking about it. How badly did I want to be an LPC? Do I need it to do what I want to do in life? Actually, what do I want to do in life? I had trouble sleeping last night but finally went to sleep at about 1a.m. When I awoke this morning I had complete certainty that I wanted to withdraw and forgo obtaining my LPC. I told my husband and gathered up the documents I needed, filled them out and emailed them to the records department. I expect a reply email on Monday confirming t...

Last night I had some vivid dreams despite sleeping so hard that I woke up with numb hands. Since they were so vivid I figured I would write them out and try to figure out their meaning. Old Car and Flying Home This dream was in two parts. In the first part I was driving in my old Fiat from when I was in high school. It was a tiny, black hardtop convertible. I remember being with old high school classmates, one which I often see in dreams because I developed quite a hatred of her. In the dream the car was parked and I was getting into it. The girl whom I just mentioned was there with her boyfriend being very friendly. I was not feeling any animosity towards her, either, which is odd for my dreams. I remember getting into the car and she and her boyfriend helped push my car back out of the parking space. I recall being grateful to them and telling them "Thank you". The engine was off until I was completely backed out and then it started and I drove off. About the time ...

It's been a while since I have posted. I've just been so busy and tired that blogging is just not something I want to do. Plus there has not been much to talk about. No astral travels, very few dreams and not much spirit guide activity to relate. It has just been slow going and pretty boring. Today I am 13 weeks pregnant. I can't believe I am already so far along. I don't feel pregnant right now except that when I take a shower I am reminded very obviously that there is a little baby inside me. I swear I have felt the baby move twice, but I don't tell many people because most have to tell me, "Oh that can't be. The baby is too little. It must just be gas". Yet I know what a baby feels like and that is what I felt. Lately I have not been feeling as emotional which is a very good thing. I have been less tired as well. I have not been feeling as cursed in life as I was either, which is also a very good thing. I attribute much of my emotional stab...