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It’s Friday?

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I awoke this morning after a disturbing sleep, very early in the morning and completely discombobulated. I had no idea upon opening my eyes where I was, and I was a little shaky on who I was. I didn’t know what day it was either.

I looked to my watch to see it was around 6am and then tried really hard to figure out what day it was. I finally gave up and checked my phone which was next to me. As I slowly acclimated to my surroundings and who I am in this lifetime, I couldn’t shake the feeling that ‘I don’t belong here’ and the remnants of last night’s disturbing sleep hung tightly to me.

It’s been awhile, and I mean a loooong time since I’ve had anything like this so I immediately opened the computer to type. Hoping to find some sort of message if I allowed the Knowing to type. It’s strange though, even the English words I’m typing don’t look quite right to me.

Last night I was fighting with my cat who was insistent on sleeping on me. She wanted to lay on my chest and purr, but her weight makes it difficult for me with her cat paws to be comfortable as she walks on me especially after having had open heart surgery a few months ago. She was bumping her head against me periodically, but I’ve had instances when she’s done that and then for some reason given me a slight nip (graze only) and I didn’t want that, so I kept pulling my extremities under the covers to protect me. In the midst of all of that which went on for quite awhile and repeatedly throughout the night, I was dreaming/ nightmaring a lot of crazy stuff. I had a new job and was young and had to park my car, but there were no spaces available. When I found a garage, that was supposed to give me a discount, they refused. I tried to just pay full price as I was going to be late for work and the owner/manager wouldn’t let me park there and pay full price and told me to leave. I couldn’t do what I just wanted to do so that I could get to work on time even though it would cost me more unnecessarily. I ended up leaving the garage and trying to park on the street where there were no spaces available. I was so frustrated. People were honking at me. Yelling at me. I was beginning to cry and I woke up….to the cat walking on my chest purring slightly and apparently trying to get comfortable while I was trying to get comfortable too.

Not a good night. I now know it’s Friday. And I’ve fed the cat breakfast so I have some quiet time without interruption. I have a full day ahead, but my nerves are scattered and edgy. My heart is beating quickly even though I know who I am, where I am, etc. I hope I’m not having a heart attack. I wish my heart would stop its quickstep and just beat normally. My fingers have been numb lately and I’ve got neuropathy. I have a pimple inside my nose which hurts so much and I’m stuffed up in my nose and lungs.

I wonder if it’s all related?

Lion’s Gate Opening

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August 8th is better known in spiritual circles as Lion’s Gate. If you search Lion’s Gate, I’m sure you will be inundated with information so I shan’t repeat it here. That would be boring, especially if you’re already in the know.

Instead, my concentration is on The Evolution of Remembering Me – REMEVOLUTION – which ties into the spiritual wave that happens today. The leaving behind and gathering of those who will continue on in this next chapter in their evolution of ascension. If you want to come along, I’ll save a seat for you.

It’s almost 8 weeks since I had open heart surgery. A few days ago I quit taking the meds that I didn’t feel were good for me. I’ve done that before with breast cancer before as well as I’m not a fan of pill popping. But yesterday I was back to the cardiologist who gave me two new prescriptions which if you knew me, you’d know I despise. We shall see how long I take them.

The last few nights I’ve had dream visitors – people whom I haven’t thought of in years as well as deceased relatives. In last night’s dream, I was pregnant, sitting at a table with my deceased parents. I think I was my current age which is past prime for childbearing. The ‘father’ of my unborn child was there as well, but I can’t tell you who he is. I have a feeling he’s my first love, a man who holds a special spot in my heart. But why he was there, I do not know as of yet. And how I could be pregnant? LOL

Interestingly, my deceased father gave me money. Across the table he put down a fan of bills which I knew was more than the $200 needed for a massage because I remember saying that I was uncomfortable in my body and it was suggested that I get a massage but I didn’t want to spend the money on it. My father would rarely surprise us with money as he didn’t have a lot himself. But he did treat me a few times when he was alive because I needed financial help. He did it secretly and nobody knew for which I’m grateful.

The veil seems very thin with this supermoon. They are around and showing themselves if you begin to notice (and they want you to notice)!

Astral Travel?

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Two nights ago I awoke a few times during the night. Each time I awoke, I had the sensation that I was not in my present house, but rather, in the bed of a different house. I didn’t open my eyes, but instead felt the sensations that were very real to me.

The first “bed” I awoke to being in was my childhood bed in my childhood home. I could smell the atmosphere there. I could feel the pillow I used back then. The sensation of having my back against the wall (even though my current bed does not have that feature) was evident. I knew where everything was and could see it well in my mind’s eye even though I kept my own eyes shut. When I listened, I heard the creaking of the floorboards as I did when I was a child as well. I kept my eyes shut, smiled to myself and faded back to sleep.

When I next awoke, I was in another familiar home. This was a home I moved out of three years ago. While I still sleep in the same bed as that home, the furniture in this present home is arranged differently. I’m even facing a different direction and I sleep on the opposite side of the bed. Again, I felt as if I were there, back to a different time in my life. I allowed myself to enjoy that peaceful time and fall back to sleep.

The next time I awoke, I didn’t open my eyes again either, but I knew someone was holding my hand (even though I was alone. I felt the warmth of the hand. It was larger than mine and fleshier, like an older man’s hand. When I asked whose hand I was holding, I didn’t get an answer, nor an inclination as to whom it was. But the hand stayed, holding mine, gently but firmly, making me feel so very safe.

I have thought that perhaps it was my father’s hand because passed away many years ago, but I am not sure. While I didn’t open my eyes to see if I were holding someone’s hand because I didn’t want to break the spell, I can assure you that it felt very real to me and I was awake even though my eyes were closed.

I drifted back to sleep, safely knowing someone had my hand. I often say, I can do anything if someone will hold my hand and offer to hold others’ hands when they need help going through this life journey.

Maybe it was the Universe’s hand, God’s hand, Source’s hand that held mine so firmly. Just like I do for others.

Either way, it was a lovely night and I wanted to make sure I remembered it.

Have you ever felt as if you were astrally traveling?

Written Feb 22