Tag: inner guidance.

Please Be More Real

Morning Meds; 4 7 23

I asked my guides for a dream that helped me to see them as more real instead of a just a spiritual presence.

I worked as a maintenance man for twelve years before I retired. I worked with mostly the same crew of around seven people.

Dream.

I am back to work and we are moving a stack of six foot folding tables. They are stacked on end, which is not normal, and we are removing them because they are blocking a door and this will let us get into a room to the south. (present physical life)

Barry is in a hurry to get it done.

We clear the doorway and the room is a mixed bag of debris, some trash and some things we can keep.

Most the crew is there and we busy ourselves with the task. Most the unneeded things are piled to the north-west corner of the large room.(spiritual past)

In the very center of the room looking south we have cleared everything except for three lines or paths of shipping envelopes of a variety of sizes and they are filled with parts that we will need.

To the north center there is a pillar and a short table with a few items on it. The door we cleared is in the background.  I can’t make out what they is on the table. In following the dream I know it represents my meditation altar or table.

There are a few things to the east,  (future) but nothing that stands out. We had finished the job and I am looking at the table to the north as I wake up.

In following the dream my guide reminded me of when I was working the crew I was with are some of the best people I know. Everyone was willing to help each other, if someone was to do a job it got done. They were fun to be around. I was told that my guides are just as real and competent as the human crew I worked with. All I had to do is what I thought my job was and they would take care of theirs.

The three lines of new parts I think is my three creative interests at this time.

Ceramics,  writing, and BQH.

 This dream came the morning of a past life regression I experienced April first.

I will post something about it soon.

My guides did everything they know how to do all I had to do is show up and enjoy the ride.

It was amazing, some of the images were as real as a dream state.

Thanks.

Persistent Traffic

Morning Meds; 12 6 22


Persistent traffic creates a rut of packed soil.
Persistent thoughts create a durable belief.
Our beliefs are how we choose to navigate our lives.
The statement, “I feel like I am in a rut,” may be a more accurate assessment of our thought patterns than we realize.
It is difficult to start a seed in packed earth.
Even if you fill the rut with fresh soil the hardpack beneath it will not allow the root to reach a depth that will allow survival in stressful times; often the hardpack needs to be broken up or removed.
We always have the choice of venturing onto a new path, one of our own design or even temporarily retracing the steps that others have provided.
Once you begin a new path no matter by whom it was created, it becomes your own, for it is our steps that clear the way.
It sometimes takes a while to see the path clearly and stressful times can detour your progress, but every time we challenge a belief that is no longer useful to us, we pick away at the hardpack and clear the way to a new path for ourselves.
Our ruts were created by choices, our way out of them is created in the same way.

Our Posse’s Voices

Morning Meds; 3 12 19

We are never alone.

Just beyond our busy mind, a silence awaits.

In that quiet, the loving voices of all we have ever been and all the who’s we could ever be, can be heard.

With them, is our posse of helpers, waiting to give their all in our behalf.

Wanting to provide guidance, waiting to lighten our load.

We are connected to every speck of consciousness that has ever existed.

We are eternal.

We are light.

We only imagine ourselves alone when the sounds of busy, blocks our view and we allow the voice of fear to speak louder than the truth of the silence.

We are all in this together.