I Am You; We Are

September 25, 2018

Yesterday after my dinner I laid on the couch to watch TV and began to doze off.  I resisted falling completely out because I had things to do so I was only allowing myself a short respite from my chores.  I began to dream in 2 to 3 second snippets.  Each snippet was completely different and unrelated to the previous one.  I mussed over the selection of images being presented to me.  In one I saw a vacuum cleaner nozzle scoop up particles off the floor.  It reminded me of my mom since she cleaned houses for a living when I was young.  The nozzle didn’t move but the particles it scooped up did.  The dust particles moved quickly in a horizontal direction from from left to right.  I remember thinking they are too precise to be random.  The images seemed to have a very specific intent.  In one I saw a tennis shoe stepping into the frame followed by the left foot.  I focus on the ankles. There were so many of these snippets in quick succession like flash cards quickly passing through.  The way they would enter and leave my field of vision seemed calculated.  In some cases the scene would rotate and swipe off my minds screen like 3 dimensional computer graphics.

For a moment, there was a pause in the presentation which served to clear my mind of all thought.  I suddenly peered into a dimly lit living room where a man stood in the center.  Behind him was a window.  I could see his entire body from about the knees up.  He wore dark grey pants and a grainy blue t-shirt.  I immediately recognized him as me as if I am looking at myself in a mirror but yet the scene behind him was not the scene where my physical body stood.   He smiled at me as if to acknowledge the mirror image.  I am the man in the mirror.

~~~~~ DREAM ENDS

I am struck by the deep sense of knowing when I see thyself.  Just like when you unexpectedly step in front of a mirror you KNOW you are looking at yourself.  There must be a greater part of me beyond space and time maybe its my higher self.  Maybe a part of me exist in multiple dimensions.  

In the moment when I saw myself.  I was more taken by the feeling of recognizing self than of what I was wearing.  It was only in journaling it that I caught the colors.  The colors were those I’ve associated previously with OB.  Blue and Grey.  Why was I wearing blue and grey.  Of all colors why does my consciousness choose these colors.  They are not even my favorite colors.  Why was there a window in the background and why was the room dimly lite.  I feel everything has a message nothing is by chance.  Everything has meaning.

Journeyman: Maggie’s Dragonfly

June 15, 2018

I don’t remember much of last nights dream except for the very end after having gone to the bathroom to wiz and during my snoozing i came face to face with a man.  He is the same man from my previous dream.  I am the man.  It feels like the dream wants to give me another opportunity to see myself as I truly am.  This time instead of the image of the man as a picture it is the actual man with substance and form.  However his substance is etheric.  His body is luminescent pale grey and somewhat transparent.  His features are clearly detailed by the hand of a master.  His eye are light blue and his iris’s are full with detail.  I gaze directly into his pupils to see deep within his soul.  His presence remained with me for a fair amount of time in this fully lucid and semi awake state.  I understood this being to be my higher self the greater part of me which is all knowing which transcends time and space.

I am presented with a post card.  The post card is addressed to me.  Where the stamp would go is his image just as he appeared to me over which is the postal carriers seal.  The post card details his journey and the places he has been and his many experiences.

~~~~~ DREAM ENDS

 

I am often left in a state of awe.  Today is one of those days.  Just yesterday my surrogate IM shared something quite amazing that relates to my dreams in a very special way.  While at Lowes something caught her daughter’s eye when she realized there was a dragonfly trapped in the greenhouse.  She was able to get it onto her hand and walk out to the open garden section where it could fly free.  It flew away but quickly looped back to her and paused for a minute before leaving completely.

Now one might say oh just a dragonfly who cares but in light of the dreams I’ve had recently with dragonflies and the connection to the surrogacy process they bring its just one more affirmation from spirit confirming what is in the heavens being materialized.  Now this was no ordinary dragonfly this one was huge.  Most of the ones I’ve ever seen have been small 1 or 2 inches.  This one was extra large maybe 4 inches with an incredible wingspan.  The dragonfly sat perfectly still on her daughters hand while she journeyed through the store  and outside.  She shared this image.

 

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