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Stasis Answered

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Before I slept last night, I asked my guides and Spiritual Team to answer a question I had through my dreams and to please make me remember my dream when I wake up.

My question?  Why was I in stasis? Why didn’t I want to do anything?  I’ve been sick for almost two weeks, a week of that, out of commission in the office, and even if technically I would have had time to work on clients and personal projects, I was too congested; didn’t have any voice; expectorating  (or trying to), every now and then. So I ended up doing nothing. That’s why I asked this question.

The Dream:

I could remember snippets, the general timeline, but the details are fuzzy.

I know at first that it involved me trying to keep this alien-like crustacean from detection by others. The creature was sort of like a lobster but unlike anything I’ve ever seen. It had shiny metallic rainbow like outer shell covering. I remember it following me around and me leading the way for it, but I’m not clear if I was running away from this creature or leading it. It seems as though I was leading it because sometimes, in my dream, I would wait for it to catch up with me.

Next part was kind of fuzzy. I knew I was running away. I remember wearing white and had my hair up in a chignon. I had to “jump” buildings to get to some other place. I remember going out to a balcony and wondering (in my dream again) if there was no easier way down. There seemed to be one but it was winding and long. So even if I was scared that I couldn’t negotiate the distance, I jumped.

Next shot, I was in a room. I was staring at an open closet full of suitcases. My youngest sister was to one side. She was wearing this Leo Di Caprio gold ring. She was also wearing a black turtleneck. Not sure if that has significance because I remember seeing her most recent FB pics wearing that. Anyway, she was smiling and laughing and she was showing me the ring.

The ring was a strange one. It consisted of two parts that overlapped. So basically it was two rings worn as one.  The outer ring was just a ring with a hollow circle. The other part was a ring with a Leo Di Caprio coin. Well, it seemed like a coin. I didn’t get it that there were two parts at first. And what showed up on my finger was just the hollow circle and my sister was laughing at me.

Then, I was staring at the closet full of suitcases stacked one against the other. They seemed like hand carry because they weren’t big. It was as if I was watching for a sign to show up there or if anything changed position or what. This seemed important in my dream. As though if that thing appeared, it would signify winning, like winning an election, and that I would play a very important part. It was like a press secretary part where I would face the public and the media and what not.

And I can’t remember what the sign was but there seemed to be a flash of light or even a hologram that showed up. This was one of the fuzzy parts. I just remember saying in my dream, something like, “There! I saw it!”. Then, someone else (I don’t know who) was verifying from me. And I went, “Yes, it was really there. I saw it.” And then I felt very happy and I was smiling.  When I looked at my finger, I saw that it wasn’t just the hollow circle I was wearing, but also the Leo Di Caprio part of the ring.

Somebody behind me sort of asked, “What’s next then?” And I said that I would most likely be the Secretary. I had to scuttle away from the mini interview because there was a podium for a press conference and there were lights. I was still wearing a chignon and pearls and a suit. (I was actually quite skinny in my dream, like when I was on Keto). And I was sort of outlining to the folks/press — I don’t know — I guess, it was how things were going to be.

Interpretation:

The alien, I really don’t know what that was about, but when I was trying to remember my dream, I realized the significance of the Leo Di Caprio ring. I thought to myself, why Leo di Caprio? Did it have something to do with the Leo I know? (I personally know a Leo who was part of my romantic past and we’re friends now). Then my Higher Self guided me. Leo = The Sun; Hollow ring – The Moon.

So, in essence, this dream was speaking of union of the Divine Masculine and the Divine Feminine.

The luggage I think was symbolic of, when that event happens, it will take me to all these different places.

The closet was where this was still gestating as of now.

The being thrust into the limelight meant that I will be the object of scrutiny and awe when that happens.

The being a secretary (or press secretary) meant that all these things would happen with me in a supporting role. It’s like my DM would be high profile and while he was doing things, I would be the one facing the press and “entertaining” and informing them, so to speak.

The alien, I think, has to do with me being a starseed, having to keep it away from the public eye because it was “different”. Or at least, keeping it away until “the event” happens.

And the whole running away, negotiating a jump, those were the things I had to go through in the course of the journey.

So why was I in stasis?

What I’ve gotten so far is that this is downtime in preparation for union.

So, I guess, this was a good dream. Again, very grateful to my guides for giving me an answer to this one and making me remember it when I woke up. I’ve been dreaming a lot these days, but usually, they just float away as soon as I wake up. So remembering so many details was a feat.

 

 

 

 

 

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The Year That Was

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I’m spending New Year’s Eve alone this year. My family will be celebrating with my Grand Uncle’s family as he is terminally ill and can’t move about as he used to.  Traditionally, they would drive over to our place to spend the holiday here.

I could go with them, but four of my furkids will be scared and anxious because of the firecrackers and the fireworks so I’ll be staying behind. Truth to tell, I am glad for the silence and the peace.  Even if I wanted to go, I don’t feel all that well and this looks like the flu about to rear its head.

Okay, so onto my remembrance of the year that was, 2017. I often have to do this because my memory is short at times, and if I don’t write this down, it will just fly away.

Highlights:

  • was able to go see Coron in an all expense paid trip with my cousins. It was my first time there and it was spectacular
  • manifested a brand new car, top of the line in its own model
  • got into the Buy and Sell network and was able to purchase those high-end designer bags that I like at bargain price. Now, this is kind of a biggie because I really don’t shop at boutiques because I find their prices too exorbitant and excessive even if I love the bags.
  • same thing with shoes – and I think this year I will have to prune my collection
  • was able to surpass the prediction of my reader on how many clients I would have with my mission many times over — and am truly grateful for them
  • closed the circle on my “Series of Unfortunate Events” saga which took a decade to do and was able to go back to the US and be with my extended family (whom I truly feel at home with even more than my immediate family because the love is just there)
  • I was able to raise funds to buy Maximus a custom brace where he is able to lay down and sit while worn
  • I had that photoshoot with the furkids on Maximus’ birthday (which I should turn into a photobook)
  • I learned that I naturally have beachlocks if I don’t blow dry! (this is also a biggie since I have been wanting to have wavy hair since I was young. In fact, I damaged my hair trying to get this and that perm when all I needed was a good layered cut and not do anything with it afterwards)
  • reconnected with my orgmates from college
  • was finally able to replace my other ten-year old laptop with something new so I can edit on both my laptops at the same time
  • I was able to drive again in the US – with more confidence this time around
  • I did not even have the urge to meet up with my karmic lesson while I was in the US, even if he was texting me

 

Well, those are the highlights.  There were days when the longing for my TF was very poignant, but I feel very balanced now. Lonely, but balanced. There was a span of time this  year where I was troubled, not knowing whether or not to resign from my work to go into mission full time, but that’s been tabled in the meantime.

I did order a reading from Judith Kusel which will come on 2/9/2018 (that’s 11:11) for you. So I’m kind of waiting for that and any answers she can give me.

Of course, there were challenges during the year as well, but I won’t recount them anymore. Suffice it to say that they have been surpassed.

As for what I feel for the year ahead? Well, my reader tells me that there are good things to come for me, on all fronts.  Even my cousin who is also a TF, she said that she vibes that my love life will gain some traction this year. Me? I just feel old and tired.

My grandmother is turning 90 next year, and I’m not even half her age. I can just imagine how tired she is. At least, she’s surrounded by a loving family and a doting husband (my grandfather). TF aside, that’s what has been occupying my thoughts during my sojourn in a foreign land. I was thinking that if my TF isn’t ready yet or if our paths won’t cross anymore in this lifetime, then my life right now is pretty much how it’s going to be for many years to come. Just me, embodying both the Divine Masculine and the Divine Feminine within me, in balance, asexual, and, well, solitary.  Just going through the days making sure that everything is working, meeting deadlines and bills, and trying to amuse myself in the meantime. (That’s been difficult to do. I think I’ve turned “serious”.)  Not fending off the Crone-mode, either. Just this morning one of my brother’s friends called me “tita” and I was too exhausted to object or even correct him.

I’m still game to move forward and see what life has to offer, but there’s a hair’s breadth’s nuance there. I want to see what life has to offer without me having to give out blood, sweat, and tears.  Kind of like a bonus, or a gift. Why? Just because.

So my wishlist to the Universe hasn’t really changed much.