They warn women that rising anxiety and hormonal shifts during late third trimester can cause strange dreams. Mine have been relatively normal except for last night.
I was living in a small ranch house by myself. A gruff, evil man I did not know broke into my house and held me hostage there. I couldn't leave. I couldn't call for help. I couldn't overpower or outsmart him. He didn't physically abuse me, but I remember feeling oppressed. I felt myself succumbing to Stockholm Syndrome. I found myself feeling attracted to him even though I knew he had a different agenda. At one point my parents came to the house, and I let them in. They took some shopping bags into a back room, and I tried to tell them to call 911, but nothing would come out of my mouth. Later once my mom realized he was there, I told her, "We have to leave. We have to get out." She looked at me with tears in her eyes, "We'll die." At that point, I woke up.
I whined. I didn't feel upset to the point of tears, but I felt terrible that I couldn't figure out what to do. I was disappointed. Thankfully Travis must have sensed that and was really comforting even before I could mention that I had a bad dream. I still feel disappointed in myself. I took no actions and stagnated rather than make a move.
Reality is specific to each of us, borne of our perceptions. But we can all remember the source which gives us this life's experience--unconditional love.
Oct 22, 2010
Aug 18, 2010
Aug 17, 2010
It's Time
to look through a different lens.
to break some rules.
to rebuild my reality.
to live by intuition.
to love everything and everyone.
to trust the universe.
to break some rules.
to rebuild my reality.
to live by intuition.
to love everything and everyone.
to trust the universe.
Jul 8, 2010
Ding!
I've been putting out the intention this week that I wanted a sign from my guides on what to do about my current job. I've officially been thinking too hard. "Meeting halfway" was a message from my spirit guides to meditate and talk to them. I never thought I would misunderstand a message, but there's a first time for everything. Guess I'd better start meditating regularly!
May 19, 2010
Wants
I want...
to help others help themselves
to see others blossom with confidence and love
to hone my intuition
to intuitively read others
to help others on their life's path
to help others discover their life's purpose
to commune with my spirit guides
to believe in myself
to be a life coach and counselor
to help others help themselves
to see others blossom with confidence and love
to hone my intuition
to intuitively read others
to help others on their life's path
to help others discover their life's purpose
to commune with my spirit guides
to believe in myself
to be a life coach and counselor
Apr 28, 2010
Forever Jung
The years, of which I have spoken to you, when I pursued the inner images, were the most important time of my life. Everything else is to be derived from this. It began at that time, and the later details hardly matter anymore. My entire life consisted in elaborating what had burst forth from the unconscious and flooded me like an enigmatic stream and threatened to break me. That was the stuff and material for more than only one life. Everything later was merely the outer classification, the scientific elaboration, and the integration into life. But the numinous beginning, which contained everything, was then. --C.G. Jung
Apr 9, 2010
une belle petite fleur
vous êtes une belle fleur.
dérivant dans la mer.
qui allez-vous ramasser
et vous apporter à votre amour?
dérivant dans la mer.
qui allez-vous ramasser
et vous apporter à votre amour?
you are a beautiful flower
drifting in the sea
who will scoop you up
and bring you to your love?
drifting in the sea
who will scoop you up
and bring you to your love?
oh, précieuse petite fleur
dérivant dans la mer.
qui va pendre votre coeur
et vous ramener à moi?
dérivant dans la mer.
qui va pendre votre coeur
et vous ramener à moi?
oh, precious little flower
drifting in the sea.
who will catch your heart
and bring you back to me?
drifting in the sea.
who will catch your heart
and bring you back to me?
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