Levitation and talking to animals

Had another dream involving levitation last night again. And it was connected to old tribal ways and speaking to the spirit of animals telepathically. It was about getting used to trusting in a talent that not everyone has, and reveling in the 'wow' of being able to do stuff other people can't do yet. (as opposed to feeling 'guilty' or 'superior')  :)

I'd 'try' to float and it wouldn't work, but if I just kind of jumped up and 'sat' into the air, it was as if I was sitting on an 'air chair' and it floated me about all over the place. We (me and the tribal dudes I was with..they were kind of Moari and American Indian mixtures) levitated a kangaroo, a big grand daddy kangaroo, and the tribal shaman dude and the old woman of the tribe were showing me how to connect to the kangaroo's spirit and assure it that it was ok, and we would take care of it. Very interesting.

This is the kind of landscape we were in...its from Sedona, Arizona, USA.

Then I jumped on my 'air chair' and scooted around, enjoying the sensations.

I don't remember much more about it, but the whole levitation vibe is way wonderful :)

Ascension and Untapped Potential

On Thursday morning I woke up from a dream about 'ascending'.
I had the word 'Ascension' in my Mind over and over again during the morning after waking, and then 'untapped potential' began to repeat for a while...

The dream was about me constructing a house, down in a shallow valley, a forest dell kind of place. The people I was working for some 'corporate types' who were concerned about having a building that would stand up to some kind of 'super storm', and were pointing out 'this and that' and asking about specifications of building materials, and construction systems etc...I remember being somewhat bewildered about their exacerbated sense of concern for the 'safety' of this building. I pointed out its favourable location, the quality materials used, and the expertise of the people working for them. I notice a friend / person supporting me off to the left side, but they are not 'in focus'.

Then in a flash, I'm in the loungeroom of my parents house, which my Father built, and I'm giving my presentation speech reclining on a cushion on the loungeroom floor. All very professional. (ahem..!) I say something like "Look, my dad built this house and its been through three cyclones and hasn't even lost the roof. This part of the house was actually built as the garage and its still here..." So I feel I was trying to convey that the structure I build is worth its weight in value due partly to my genetic gift of construction...who knows. Dreams are great like that.

While this presentation is occurring, the light outside has gone 'funny'. The sky has gone silvery grey and is the clouds are literally a constant stream of flying cloud, like strata cumulus at great speed. So fast it looks like liquid cloud, which is kind of funny because it looks like silver and light. I think to myself, 'Oh, so this is 2012, alright...'
then...
WHOOOOMP! a huge blast of subsound hits and I see some people glowing, or more to the point, around them there is an outline of glowing light, and they are now hovering. I notice how green the trees are outside through the window, and strangely this is what I focus on ... not the hovering glowing people. I see the cloud sky, silver and shimmering and backlit with glowing light, streaming across the sky like messages flashing across a screen at great speed. The people who are hovering don't seem in pain, and thats a good thing. They look a little bewildered, taken off guard and 'lost'.

Then another WHOOOMP! and I really 'feel' it this time. Physically I feel it lift me up. I'm glowing now, I've got the outline of light, and the friend / guy I'm with in the dream is now in focus. He's concerned about me and he hovers over my way, arm outstretched, palm open, offering ... offering what? what could possibly help? I'm not scared, I'm not upset, I'm not panicking. What could I possibly DO that would change this amazing thing that's going on? Nothing. I float, I hover, I glow and slowly I start to ascend. A few other people are also ascending. Others are just floating and hovering about below, not moving upwards.

I look up to the streaming cloud message of silver and light and move upwards. I notice the guy / friend and I are holding hands. We have connected, but its neither good nor bad, it just is. I find I'm enjoying this sensation of floating and being weightless and directed. Something else has taken over and for once I'm not in charge of what's going to happen...to me or anyone else. That feels like.......being free for the first time in ages. Like a child.



Bubba woke me up seconds later (perhaps) demanding 'booooobeeeeee'. And I'm back in my life, obligated, loving, directing, assisting.

Detox Dreams = Nightmares

Ugh!
A night of restless tossing and turning, feeling awful and being really tired! Been completely detoxing off sugar and part of that now is alcohol. I like a little drink now and again, but the reality was a little drink every evening almost. It had to reduce, not only for our health but also for our wallet. Detox is good, I feel like I'm slimming down each and every cell with the release of glug from it, but, it does bring in a few residual toxic effects, mostly emotional and mental.

Morning at the beach a few years ago

Last night I was in a dream where I was a guest on a trip to a conference, but for some reason my two daughters were with me, and I'd accepted a lift from someone I suspect was a work colleague. She had a big car, a husband and two grown up kids, but her car/van thing was still big enough for all of us. So we went to the conference centre and nothing too much happened; there were displays and walking around themes, talking and speeches, presentations etc.
Nightmare begins when I go to walk out to their car and my colleague friend person starts to talk animatedly about going back as far as Maroochydore (a town up the coast about an hour or so from Brisbane) as she's been able to organise a visit for her family with a friend of theirs...and she's really completely not connecting totally with my expression of worry.
So I begin by saying something like, "So you'll take us back to Brisbane then, and drop us off?", to which she replies, "No, I thought you knew we were only offering a lift here, not back again"
I'm gobsmacked, thinking, 'seriously? are you going to seriously just leave us here', wherever 'here' was....that wasn't quite clear being a dream an all...I just felt very 'far away from home', and with Charlie and Angelina with me, I felt quite abandoned and vastly 'put out'.
Then the dream warps and I am searching for a loo, and clothes, and have had to leave the girls in the car with the other family while I search for my lost backpack/handbag thing, because for some reason I've lost it and its got my phone and my cards and my money in it of course, and I'll need all that to get back home with the girls. In desperation after searching every loo and corridor, reception desk and other places, I return to their car and ask if they can at least take the girls as far as Maroochydore and let them stay with the them while they visit friends, because I have no money or way of taking care of them without cash or a place to stay. My now 'not friend' huffs, and her two teenage kids kind of look sheepish because they can see their Mum is being a bitch...and the dad is saying he'll wait a bit longer but he'll have to get going soon.
I return to searching for my lost backpack bag and find lots of similar ones. I think of taking the cash out of them but don't do it. I leave them where I find them. Finally, after a lot of toing and froing, I sit down in a change room  and across from the bench I'm sitting on I see two people pulling my wallet apart and examining the cards, dibbing them out to their scraggy friends. It runs through my mind what would happen if I ask for it back and the running around etc that would ensue, so, I just walk over there and grab the wallet out of their hands and put my hand out and demand the cards back.
It works and I'm on my way to find transport to Maroochydore, because I know that they've left in the car, and also, Charlotte has now turned into Carmen, my sister, and she is taking care of Angelina, the baby. I have organised (in flashback) that if they have to leave before I get back that I'll meet them in Brisbane at the train station. Central Station right in town.
I trot to the train station in the town I'm in and get the next train to Brisbane. Strangely though I have an encounter with some slimey guys in the carpark of the station before I board the train. They're asking if I want to get a lift with them to Brisbane instead of going on the train. I say 'NO, I'm going on the train thanks', and this bloke offers the ride again,... all I have to do is blow his boss in the backseat and they'll do it for free. Eeeeuuuuk.
Creepy creepy people around in the world. I start to worry about Carmen and Angelina getting to town safely and me getting to them safely.
I kind of woke up here, all sweating and torn up. Decided to go back to sleep and make this dream work out well.
I get off the train in Brisbane and get the next one to Central Station, meeting Carmen on the platform and taking Angelina into my arms. I say "Right, lets get home fast" and Carmen says "no problems, I've already called Dad and he's coming in to get us already, he'll be here in a moment"
So we get home on the freeway in Dad's car.
phew.

Wot a bitch that lady was. I hope her friends were real pigs and made her holiday suk.

:)