September 4, 2022
This morning, once more a very special dream was granted to me, the feeling of contentment and peace following me throughout the day. It can be the simplest of gestures which lead us to such feelings of belonging, our souls desire for connections requires very little at times to feel home. with this dream happening so close to the real time events last week, it would be impossible for me to ignore the connection
My dream was quite involved and unfortunately even though I had recorded it on my iPad on the 4th (this is being rewritten on the 7th), it was lost with the demise of my iPad. In my attempt to secure files, I did the last software upgrade which locked me out of the device. Why? Glad you asked. It was simply because I did not have an iTunes account set up, something one must have in order to enjoy your purchase of apple products now. So everything was lost, pictures, contacts, everything written – all gone. However because I had been warned months ago to protect my files by saving them elsewhere, the only writing lost was my most recent entry from Sunday the 4th. The day which began with such beauty, ended with terrible loss. The photos and videos from the last 4 years all gone with the exception of what is on my phone. A small fraction of my time is all which remains, the sadness brought me to tears, the frustration from more loss, caused me to cry out in great frustration!
With tragedy, however small or big, one must recognize the gifts which come forth however. A new friend in my life came to the rescue, driving me to Medicine Hat so I could purchase a new iPad in order to continue on with my project. How amazing really because he had just taken me to the city the day before so I could buy groceries. We had lunch and went to a movie, the day was so enjoyable for me because of the beautiful dream I had that morning which seemed to coat the experiences with hope and peace. Despite how the man may feel about me, there is no interest on my part for us to have anything but friendship, which will become obvious after I describe my dream. Although he has been very kind and gracious, I know absolutely it can be nothing more, something I have explained and hope is clearly understood. There can be no expectations.
Excerpt from my book “The Beginning, The End…..and Everything Lost in Between”
…………If you want to understand “Spirit”, then listen to my story as I have been guided by nothing less. The angels have protected me, the spirits of loved ones who passed when I was still so young, walk with me. Gods love pulls me forward despite the pain and sorrow. Without these invisible guides, there would have been nothing for me to hold onto, the end of my life therefore would have been seen long, long ago………..
The dream:
It seemed I was in a restaurant/lounge, working as a server. There was a big work crew in the lounge enjoying themselves after a long hot day working outside. My fellow workers were standing off to the side, while I was standing on my own near the bar. My back was turned to the group, so I did not see the man who approached me from behind and then me pick me up with his arms around my waist, lifting me off my feet. I was laughing and trying to resist, kicking my legs and trying to push his arms away. He was very strong though, so my efforts only caused us to fall on the floor backwards (again so I could not see who it was) with me landing on him. It had been a childlike moment of innocent fun, which felt much needed. We just lay there like that for a few minutes, me on his stomach, with feelings similar to best friends or brother and sister. Then I felt his lips brush against my cheek, light as a feather. In the dream I panicked, my inability to trust any kind of affection so very obvious in this moment. I scrambled to get up, the man on the floor no longer there for me to see as I moved to the next scene in my dream. His kiss was one which came with departure, our time together so brief.
The next moment found me standing at the bar with one of the other employees, a young man, and we were talking to 2 men standing on the other side of the counter. The man facing me and to my left was offering us a meal on the house. His offer included a very fine cut of beef, which would have been an expensive item on the menu. As I was explaining that I did not eat meat, I looked into his eyes and to my great surprise found I was at last facing the man I have been dreaming about for the last 2 years. In every dream before, his face has been hidden from me, but this morning I was given the gift of seeing him at last. It was with this moment of recognition I came out of my dream. It was this moment, plus the understanding later the memory of another kiss on my cheek from my father 2 years ago, so similar to this one just received, gave me such peace and joy for the rest of the day. As with my fathers whiskers brushing my cheek that morning, the remnants of this kiss were felt for the rest of the day, until my world in the form of technology pulled me away. as always, it is not the single moment in my life which gives me reason to trust my story, but the many which, when joined together create the picture which cannot be denied.
It took a bit of time for the idea to trickle into my thoughts, but when it did, my soul went quiet as it always does when the truth comes to the surface. The kiss on my cheek came from my recently deceased brother who was only just introduced to me. This very centred feeling gives me the confidence to express this notion as truth simply because there are so few moments in my life which create such calmness in my soul, my spirit. Although my brother is no longer someone I can meet in person, still there was this beautiful reality which tells me he knows about me and stayed long enough to let me know. Whether his spirit is still close is unknown, but I feel he has moved on, I am sure the loss of his life is felt strongly among a great many others elsewhere.
The shortness of my time with him in this way does not change the beauty of the experience, those few moments will carry me many miles on this journey. Just knowing papa brought him to me creates more hope of my story finding it’s place. One step at a time……one day at a time!
The morning following the writing of this story yesterday, this is what I read. One cannot help but see “Spirits” hand guiding me, unless you just don’t want to:
Sagittarius- Friday, September 9, 2022
The stars are taking you down a route you have never been down before. You’ve had to cope with frustrating delays and uncertainty for long enough. There are clear indications that you will get the go-ahead to make a major move you have been so keenly waiting for. Let yourself bask in the sunshine of your accomplishments.
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