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The Warehouse


My dream life is thriving with messages.  Had another one this morning that seemed out of the blue and as I searched for meaning, it seemed to be another message from Spirit.

I dreamt that my mom’s old secretary in the firm that she worked for nearly three decades ago rented out her warehouse to me/us. In my dream, I wasn’t quite sure who the “us” was, if it was my family or me and my twin — I’m simply not sure.  All I know is that I was coordinating with her and checking out the space which was humonguous, like an empty airplane hangar.

Except it wasn’t empty.  It was filled with sacks of rice on pallettes — no, not in sacks, like big aquariums filled with uncooked rice. It didn’t quite fill the warehouse though, just parts of it, and in my dream I was trying to figure out how to fit the wedding party in there. It was as if I was checking it out for a potential venue and the instant I was imagining if so and so many tables would fit, or if the musicians had a place — they would instantly manifest and appear.

At that point, I woke up.  It was a pretty short dream, really. In it, I was talking to my mom’s Secretary, Nancy, but I could just hear her voice, kind of like Charlie from Charlie’s Angels.

Anyway, here’s what I got:

Like most of the grain rice, it is being seen as an omen for fertility and immortality.Rice provides a positive energy, associated with luck, prosperity, fertility, fresh new beginnings, success and sharing. To see rice in your dream simply means that you are in the right track of achieving your goals.

Rice is a good omen in a dream and is often associated with prosperity, luck, fertility, new beginnings, sharing, companionship, and success. To see rice in a dream is a very good omen bringing with it joy and happiness.

To see a warehouse in your dream represents stored energy or hidden resources.

To dream of a warehouse full of boxes or goods represents success in a business undertaking.

So, it’s another sign I should go ahead with my spiritual business, eh? I didn’t check out what the wedding reception meant because it really wasn’t clear in my dream if it was happening or not.  It’s just the instant manifestation thingy in 5D that was at play there.

So that’s it, really.  In other matters, I did go to the Market today that specializes in fabric to buy material for my “Reiki” uniform. The white version of the fabric that I wanted was pretty see-through so it wouldn’t have worked. Other fabrics made me look like a nursing student.  But I was pretty satisfied with the goods I got.  Got in touch with my marketing/branding designer too but she’s available only this Thursday.  Oh, well.

So, in the meantime, I’m still trying to figure out the structure of the website.  It’s the services and pricing that I’m having difficulty with at the moment. Like I feel guilty that anyone’s giving me money.  I know I shouldn’t so I may still have to sort some issues around that.

Anyway, that’s it for today.  Namaste!


Spiders Everywhere!


The past two days have resulted in miserable ascension symptoms for me.  That was after the 911 call Shamama Hunting Owl and Mystic Moon Woman made about getting off social media for three days and a light language transmission to bring us closer to our twins.

That day when I listened to the light language activation was also the 2nd day of my shark week.  I am usually debilitated during my second day, but together with ascension symptoms that had me purging from almost all my orifices (vomiting and diarrhea), this one had left me incapacitated.  I could hardly hold anything down and that resulted in a mostly liquid diet the whole day through.  It was the same the day after although I had no choice but to sit up and get to work because I had a deadline to beat.

The energies that I had to anchor were related to the Solar Plexus Chakra and that’s probably why I had digestive issues.

We were also told to ground ourselves during these intense energetic shifts, to help ourselves and our twins who would be rather confused (if still unawakened) during these times.  Of course, I did that.


In other matters, I’m getting divine inspiration for putting up my spiritual business.  My very first Reiki patient was my mom who did say that she felt the energy move through her, from the top of her head down to her feet.  She couldn’t remember much after that because she was snoring deeply throughout the rest of the session.

My pregnant cousin was my next patient — oh, I’m not counting the Reiki I give my pets okay? But they’ve been patients too.  We did it at the office because everyone else had left save for one other person who stood guard at the reception desk for any official business that may come in. The strange thing was that when I was doing reiki on her belly, the fetus seemed to send me messages.  I had the distinct feeling that it was going to be a girl and that she would turn out all right.  Next, I saw visions of how my cousin would do her best to raise her better than she (my cousin) was raised, giving her opportunities for education and all that.  And I had the sense that my cousin didn’t want the baby to turn out like her who was bound by what she didn’t know of the world.  And that when the time comes that the baby grew up and became more advanced than her mother, that her mother would resent it somewhat which she shouldn’t do.  I’m not sure if I’m supposed to tell my cousin all this.  I’ll have to ask.

When asked for feedback, my cousin said that her breathing was improved.  She initially had trouble breathing due to a cold prior to the session.  She could also feel the heat emanating from my palms and that during the times when I placed my hand on her belly, the baby was very restless.  She felt very relaxed and, in her words, felt like she got rid of a lot of toxins after the session.

As for me, I feel loads better and lighter after I do a reiki session.  It feels like I’m still carrying the light.  Despite my ADHD, the hour seems to pass by without me getting bored.  My energy doesn’t seem to get depleted because it’s actually not my energy at work but the Life Force’s.  The only strain I feel is from my own sitting/standing position while holding my palms to the body part.

Anyway, like I said, the birthing of my spiritual business is coming to a head.  I’ve had inspirations for a logo and if my Photoshop skills were more advanced than what they are, I would have come up with something better by now.  I’m still deliberating whether or not I should ask for the help of my artistic cousin with it or not. I do want to get my website up already. Putting it together will be my project work the weekend.


On to the Spiders!

Very strange dream this morning — which is why I actually woke up late even though I was supposed to be early at the office to turn in what I had worked on throughout the night.

I was in the lanai of my grandparents’ old house.  The lanai is open and basically just fenced off from the garden and the pool by grills.  A spider egg sac blew in. I knew what it was but although I am arachnophobic in real life, I wasn’t scared.  More like curious.

So I watched as the spiders hatched forth from that egg sac.  The next thing I knew, little spiders were crawling all over me.  I didn’t feel them, so I didn’t get that creepy-crawly feeling in my dream, but I could see them.  I was just watching them move all over me, and actually pointed them out to someone else who was also in my dream.

Perspective changed in my dream and there was a close up shot of the nearly emptied egg sac.  Inside I could see the “Mother Spider”, and its beady eyes — all eight shiny black eyeballs — were staring straight at me. I went back to the spiders crawling on my arm.  If I remember correctly, I didn’t quite know what to do with them.  My waking instinct was to fling them away or to squish them, but they weren’t all that scary in my dream so I was torn between just letting them be and stomping out what truly terrified me in the third dimension.

Anyway, that’s where the dream ended because I was getting anxious enough and woke up. All in all, I think it was a good dream, bringing positive omen.  Here’s what’s been said about dreaming of spiders or spiders as an animal totem:

If Spider is your Animal Totem:
This insect totem teaches you balance between the past and future, physical and spirit, male and female. She is strength and gentleness combined. She awakens creative sensibilities and reminds you that the past is always interwoven with the future. Tarantulas (and all spiders) are the keepers of the primordial alphabet and can teach you how to write creatively. Her body is shaped like the number 8 and she has 8 legs, which is symbol of infinite possibilities of creation. Her 8 legs represent the 4 winds of change and the four directions of the medicine wheel. Spider’s message is that you are an infinite being who will continue to weave patterns of life and living throughout time. Do not fail to see the eternal plan of creation. Those who weave magic with the written word usually have this totem.

Did you see how significant the number 8 was?  That message was not lost on me.  Eight — the infinity symbol, twin flames.

Here’s another excerpt:

The spider is a remarkable figure of feminine energy and creativity in the spirit animal kingdom. Spiders are characterized by the skilled weaving of intricate webs and patience in awaiting their prey. By affinity with the spider spirit animal, you may have qualities of high receptivity and creativity. Having the spider as a power animal or totem helps you tune into life’s ebbs and flows and ingeniously weave every step of your destiny.


As the weaver of the web, the spider symbolizes the spirit of creation. In several traditions, she’s the totemic symbol of the Mother, strong feminine energy. In Ancient Egypt, the spider was used as a symbol to represent the goddess of the Divine Mother, Neith. In some American Indian tribes, it is considered as the symbol for the creator of the world and by extension is associated with the female creative energy.

So what do I make out of all this?  I think that this spiritual business of mine is on the right path.  It is enabling the practical application/emergence of the Divine Feminine in me, and that was one of my primary missions in this lifetime — to realize the Divine Feminine. And I think this is why I feel so good after doing lightwork in line with this — it’s because it is my authentic self that I’m allowing the world to see. It raises my energy to levels of near bliss and I actually feel myself radiating light and glowing like someone in love. No wonder they said that pursuing mission will bring us closer to our twins.

And I feel the Universe supporting me in this endeavor.  The ideas come quick. The suppliers who can help me manifest it are at arm’s reach.  It’s awesome. So even before it takes off, thank you, thank you, thank you!

I love all of you!



Rising from the Dead


The welts and mysterious lesions began at the beginning of the week. At first, I suspected that they were either a tick or flea or mosquito bite, but when the one close to my ankle swelled to gigantic proportions, I figured a cockroach was more likely.  The thing is, I didn’t know how a cockroach could get onto my bed given that my two very effective watchdogs sleep on the bed with me.

But okay, maybe they were also in deep sleep when the offending cockroach was able to get past their guard. Plausible.

Since then, I’ve doubled remedial measures to prevent it from happening again. Both my dogs don’t have ticks and fleas because of a very strong powder (own formulation, breeders trick) that we use.  I had that washed all over my floors and the powder, spread on all corners.  Even cockroaches get killed from it. And the dogs don’t ingest it either.

Yesterday, in the middle of the day, I started itching near my kneecap and thigh.  I was wearing pixie pants so I didn’t know how I could have been bitten through what I was wearing.  Again, it swelled and created a rash. Took an antihistamine before bed, and also asked my guides to let me know if this was an ascension symptom, and my dream gave me my answer.

I was at the wake of my best friend’s mom who has been dead for several years now.  For some reason, I didn’t peek through the casket to see what she looked like, but other people (like some close friends) did.

We were just hanging around there, like what you’re supposed to do at wakes — keep the dead company. Then I overheard concerns of my BFF that she didn’t think enough Formaldehyde was placed in her mom. FYI – Formaldehyde is the chemical that keeps corpses from rotting and smelling.

Anyway, while we were chatting away at some corner of the room, I notice in the corner of my eye that the corpse starts to stir.  I think that maybe I’m just tired or whatever, but it happens again, and I see my BFF’s mom stretch out her toes.  I call the attention of my BFF to it, and, we both look towards the casket in disbelief, until, Tita (what I call her) sits upright from her casket. They rush over to her and help her up.  It’s not as if she arose a zombie or what.  It was just like she woke up from a long sleep and she was back to normal as I remembered her during her healthiest time.  (She died of colon cancer, in real life)

I was scared and I was not scared.  I mean, I should have been terrorized at the dead even moving, but it was more of nervousness at watching things unfold because it was unfamiliar territory.

All of us soon got swept up in the busy-ness of making arrangements afterwards, and I remember that they told me to wait at this other place. This part is starting to get hazy — can’t remember if my dad told me to wait or what. But I was waiting there with another college friend.  Anyway, that’s when I woke up.

So there’s my answer — they are ascension symptoms related to the rise and rebirth of the divine feminine.

Will write more about this later.  For now, I have to get ready to bring the little furry ones to the zoo.  Later 🙂



Slightly Off Tangent


It’s finally done.  I passed all the requirements needed for a possible appointment in the judiciary.  I’m still feeling ambivalent about it – especially in the light of reports that first timers never get appointed, and of course, by the fact that if ever I do get either of the posts I applied for, that my life will do a 180 degree turnaround just when I’m just getting used to it. But what the hey, if I don’t pass what is required, that option will never be available to me. So there it is, I threw in my bet for a game of russian roulette.

If I reference all the readings regarding me and my twin with this point in my life, yes, I was supposed to be going through this toxic time of putting things together on the fly, but it was supposed to be for my wedding with my twin, not my career.

It’s been sort of the same with all the other forecasts and events — slightly off tangent.  All those things that happened, I was supposed to be doing with the physical embodiment of my twin, but I ended up doing it alone. They all still came to pass, but not with my twin.  So I have a theory on that.

The stuff that’s prophesied for me and my twin, they’re still bound to happen, but both of us have to be ready for it.  If my twin’s not ready yet, it still happens to me, but since he isn’t around yet, I get to go at it by my lonesome. If the point was to show me that I could do it sans my twin, then okay, point taken. I would have done it anyway for lack of choice, right?  Then again, I’m getting tired of this argument because no one from above seems to hear me or recognize it, that the point I’d want to get to is to enjoy life with the physical embodiment of my twin because that’s one thing I don’t know how to do at this point in my life.  I’ve been going solo for most of it.

Anyway, during this brief period of chaos and confusion when I was getting my requirements together in order to meet that fricking deadline, I was hoping to get some guidance through my dreams.  And yes, my dreams have been prolific, except for the fact that I can barely remember them once I get my groove on with my gargantuan list of things to do.

The significant points that I remember though, I told myself, I would write about. So here goes.

Yesterday, I had a dream sequence that was action packed.  It was very Inception-like because I knew I was dreaming something that I had dreamt before in my dream.  (Yes, confusing, I know) It was like a remake of a tv show, and what I remember was that the show was entitled “Event Horizon”.  That’s what was repeated several times over in my dream so that’s what I ended up remembering.  I wished I remembered more because it’s important.

In the middle of rushing last night for today’s deadline, I googled.  Apparently, it’s a scientific term.  This is what I got:

“[A]n event horizon is a boundary in spacetime beyond which events cannot affect an outside observer; a point of no return.” 

A point of no return?  WTF did I just get myself into again? And, better yet, what was this pertaining to?  My love life? My career? My soul path?  What invisible boundary did I cross this time?

Sometimes I just wish that these messages came with a footnote for peace of mind.

Then, there was this morning’s dream.  I was supposed to wake up early since I realized that there were a couple more things I had to get done in the office to complete my requirements.  I slept early, at around 10pm, and did wake up at around 6am, but was mid-dream, plus my body needed more rest so I ended up waking up late. I felt there was a message in my dream, but all I remember was that I was being shown these shoes that I was wearing.  They looked like pearls at first, but upon focusing and zooming in on them, I realized they were shoes that were glowing with a pearlescent white light.  I didn’t recognize they were shoes at first because the light was glowing so bright.

This is what I got about shoes:

“A dream about shoes may symbolize how you are moving forward on your career path or spiritual path in life.”

This one, too:

“Shoes in general suggest the situation you are in or a position in life. They can also indicate your character or chosen way of life through what type of shoe – a plain shoe, a fancy  expensive shoe, an impractical and painful shoe.”

So, considering that I was shown to be wearing shoes glowing with a bright light, does that mean I’m enlightened? If I would put the most positive spin on it in my 3D life, it would mean that whatever path I choose to take, wherever my feet would take me, I would be guided by the light. Of course, that doesn’t say anything about love or if my dreams of tangible wealth would manifest, both of which are foremost in my mind.

I also wish that those glowing shoes were a sign that my “Labors of Hercules” are over.  Something like a diploma or a graduation present.  Kind of like Dorothy’s Red Ruby Shoes that will “take her home” if you click on it thrice.  So, have I slayed the Wicked Witch of the West?  I hope so.  I am very tired.

Some twin flame videos say that the only time we will get into union with our twin is if we fully practice our mission.  One even said that the first wavers will come into physical union this August-October.  And that the second wavers are slated for 2019.

Re practicing my mission – I have no idea what to do with my spiritual gifts.  I use them when I can, but I’m not sure if spirit is telling me to offer services in this regard.  I feel I need to meditate deeply for answers on this.

The last time, I had already fulfilled my earthly mission which was to educate my earthly family.  I’ve done that.  Graduated from it already as I’ve recounted in my previous posts.  The last “mission order” I got was to have a family of my own and be happy. Unless that’s changed, of course.  I don’t know.

Re physical union – I’ve sort of surrendered this.  Divine timing, they said.  And, from my readings, it looks like my twin is still emoting about his failed marriage, and it will take some time for him to realize that we are meant to get together to do more for the planet.  It’s almost futile to ask at this point.

Re my career – tbh, it’s really just something I’m doing to survive while waiting for my twin and to survive, of course.

I feel that time is running out.  And 2019?  Wow.  I have no words for that.  Can’t even bear to contemplate going through whatever I will have to go through to get there only to learn the lesson “See? You were able to get through it on your own! Yay!”  Mercy, I beg of the heavens. If all this striving in solitary is all that is planned for me, Mercy and Compassion, please.

And hells, yeah, now, I’m publicly crying in a cafe as I’m typing this out.  Got to stop. Bye for now.

Tarzan & Mang Tomas


Well, what do you know?  After days of trying, I finally remember my dream vividly. Still don’t know what it means, but it was a lighthearted and happy dream in two interconnected parts. And there was a hint of romance involved! 😉

In my dream, I met up with Tarzan — the Alex Skarsgard version — except that he wasn’t Tarzan but he was in a business suit and we were going to have a business meeting in a hotel.  I met him in a hotel lobby which seemed like it was an interview, and he exuded power and all that, in a Christian Grey/Christian Bale-as-Bruce Wayne kind of way.

Midway through the interview, he gets up and tells me that he wants me to get a taste of this special lechon sauce, which was the product of the company he represented.  Lechon, for those who are unaware of it, is a delicacy of my country consisting of roast pig and the unrivalled bottled sauce that it is best eaten with is Mang Tomas Sarsa.

So I follow him to the restaurant of the hotel and I find that all of my family is seated at a round table partaking of a feast.  They see us, and I try to greet and all that while following Tarzan make his way to our table.  They’re trying to wink at me, some teasing me that he might be “the one”, but I shrug them off telling them that this is business.

The strange thing was that on his way to our table, Tarzan sort of changed into more casual clothing and donned the personality of Bill Pullman in his younger years, when he was the leading man of many romcoms.

We sat down in our table and then we were served mini platters of diced lechon with the new sauce.  He was telling me that this was the new version of Mang Tomas that they were marketing and introducing into the market.  I tasted it, and it was good!

Anyway, since my family was around, I told him I’d introduce him to them and he was happy to oblige.  I saw my dad lying down on my mom’s lap, kind of sated after the meal, and some other relatives I didn’t know but had name tags.  I think it was a reunion of sorts that was happening there.  Many knowing winks and glances all around but I sort of shake my head congenially saying “it’s not what you think”.  But Tarzan is being sociable to my family and all that.

In between that lechon tasting session though, a parallel dream was happening. (Don’t ask me how that happened but, it played out that way in my dream).  My best friend who lives in the states was giving out Christmas gifts early and one of her gifts was a trip for all of us friends.  We were excited and trying to fix our schedules, and she said that it was still for December and that she would come along and the trip/paid for vacation would last several days.

Then, I woke up and was happy to remember my dream. 🙂

So, what does this mean? Did I even dream about my twin or what? Was Spirit trying to tell me to go out there and date other folks? But it wasn’t a date, it was business! The only connection I could find with Skarsgard-Pullman and my twin is that they share the same Nordic heritage. I found out that Tarzan’s father is Stellan Skarsgard who played Bill Anderson in Mamma Mia and, Anderson is the last name of my twin. Well, that’s it and it seems like a stretch, but there you have it.  Either his son is really my twin or I’m going to meet a younger version of him or someone very very similar to him but with a hot smoking body haha, and still very personable.

Roast pig in a dream means:

To dream of a pig roast represents a positive ending to a very selfish or arrogant situation. Noticing yourself or others letting other people enjoy themselves after a long period of not doing so. A celebratory moment of sharing or giving back to others.

Positively, a pig roast may reflect enjoying time with family or feeling good not having to notice anything arrogant with people you care about.

Gravy, on the other hand, means pleasant feelings with something that is very easy. An area of your life that fulfills your needs perfectly or lets you enjoy having your way. Gravy may also reflect total confidence in enjoying yourself or indulging yourself.

1. Money to come. 2. Something to make life more palatable, tastier.

Anyway, I won’t analyze much because it’s pretty straightforward.  Good looking personable guy whom my family likes is offering me delicacies covered in gravy – actually an upgraded and new version of gravy on an old dish.  Like an old template, redefined.

Okay, my thoughts are all over the place so I’m going to sign off here. Namaste.

Twin Flames and Penguins


I had the weirdest dream last night.  I forgot the other segments of it, but I do remember that Pierce Brosnan represented my Twin Flame in my dream.  He was actually flirting with me.  We were friends and he was showing me video clips of — this is where it gets weird — a waddle of penguins being fed …ermmm… the bodies of dead baby penguins.  And I thought to myself in my dream, “Oh, they’re cannibals!”


This is what the dream dictionary says about dreaming about penguins:  “It serves as a reminder for you to keep your cool and remain level-headed. Alternatively, seeing a penguin in your dream suggests that you are being weighed down by your emotions or by a negative situation. You need to find some balance and inner harmony.”

Now that I think about it, I think my dream wasn’t so strange after all.  In tarot readings, mine and others, my twin flame is mostly represented as the Emperor.  In my dream, the penguins were Emperor Penguins, and I don’t think that’s a coincidence (I haven’t seen a picture of a penguin in a while).

You see, the Emperor Penguin is at the number one slot in the “Top 10 Fathers in the Animal Kingdom” .  Here’s what the article says:

“1. Emperor Penguin – A Personal Sacrifice for the Good of His Young
The emperor penguin serves as one of the few examples in nature of a dedicated father. After the mother lays the egg, her nutrition levels are diminished and she must replenish them by feeding in the ocean for two months. The mother’s absence leaves the father responsible for keeping the egg warm through the freezing Antarctic weather.

While the mother is gone, the father spends two months holding the egg cautiously between the tops of his feet and his brooding pouch. During these two months, the father starves himself to prevent anything from happening to the egg. If the egg becomes exposed to the harsh temperatures or the father moves suddenly, the chick will perish. Therefore, the father’s sacrifice, dedication and balance ultimately ensures the survival of the chicks. What a dad!”

And that’s mostly what my twin flame has been working on these past years – the welfare of his children.  His marriage may have failed and his ex just conveniently shows up during milestones to get credit, but he almost single-handedly parented his kids.  I knew they were his priority when I met him.

An additional perspective of my penguin dream is this:

The penguin is a symbol of dreams, intuition and perception. It has a keen sense of the “underworld”. The penguin is a champion underwater. This is symbolic of “going below” – accessing deeper emotion, and having a perception that is anything but common. Penguins ask us to dive beneath the surface of reality. Therefore, penguins can be an aid in interpreting dreams and developing psychic ability.

In dreams, penguin meaning deals with connecting with our remote selves. We all have areas in our hearts and lives that we neglect. Those remote spaces where we dare not venture into. Whether from fear or denial, many of us chose to ignore these tender, isolated spots in our emotional makeup. We can tap into penguin power to access these spaces. Penguin will guide us into our icy realms and help us swim to a place of understanding and acceptance.

Part and parcel with this guidance is molting. Penguins molt, and that is symbolic of renewal. Penguins show us how to shed what is unneeded and unwanted. After releasing, penguins remind us that we can grow, regenerate, and come alive again with renewed vitality.

I think my dream confirms the message I got from one of the readers last night.  In her reading, she said the the masculine twin, although raring to go forward into union with the feminine upon realizing who she was in the grand scheme of things, will be thrown roadblocks by the Universe because he still needs some healing done.  This may delay the Union but it is necessary, and that is why God is asking him to slow down, so that he may be ready for ultimate union with the Feminine.

This has also been reflected in my card readings (by myself and others) about my twin flame journey.  He wants things done fast.  He is working behind the scenes to get everything in place so that when the time comes, everything will proceed smoothly and without a hitch.  In fact, in my recent readings, everything is in place already and I was wondering what brought about the delay.  I guess this is it.

He still needs to heal and process the fact that he’s done the whole parenting thing and it’s now come to completion.  That’s why the penguins were eating their young in my dream.  He still has to integrate that within himself.

And this brings me to the second part of my dream about “Pierce Brosnan”.  Why Pierce Brosnan?  I don’t know.  Maybe it ‘s because I still think he’s hot even if he’s mature in years, just like my twin. This time, it was as if I was viewing him through Facetime or Skype.  He was at a restaurant waiting for his meal.  We were still talking — well, basically flirting with each other, and he was enthusiastically describing this delicious triple decker burger that he was salivating for.  The weird thing was, I knew that the order he was waiting for was steak.

This was my twin’s message for me, undoubtedly.  After taking on the role of awesome dad, he’s telling me that he’s looking forward to nourishing himself next, and yes, with me.  I do think that the burger he was describing was MY order while he got the steak.  Umm… I wouldn’t object to eating steak too, ya know? That’s why it was via FT or Skype.  He was telling me to anticipate it; that we will be fed; that good things are coming; and that we will be sated.

So, as it turns out, my dream wasn’t so strange after all.  It was perfect.  And the Universe gave me the message in a way I knew how to decode.

Thank you, Universe.  Sending my love to my Twin Flame and to everyone out there who is on the same journey.



Rise of the Phoenix



That’s yesterday’s Astronomy Picture of the Day (APOD) courtesy of NASA.  It’s edited to highlight the figure and some folks at Reddit suspect that the original unedited pic would look like this:


Still and all, it gave me quite a different vibe upon chancing upon it.  I felt like it was a code, a sign, a message from our kin way up there in the stars.  The fact that this display of Northern Lights encompassed several constellations, including Pleiades and Orion, makes me even more certain of it. I still don’t know what the message is, but I can feel that it’s positive.

Actually, before chancing upon this picture, I had quite a vivid dream the night before.  I was in a very high place, somewhere white, and there was an escalator before me that I had to get on.  Getting down was steep and long and it reminded me of this:


But I went on it anyway, even though I found it quite boring. It was a single strip of escalator, and I could vividly see the black plates that brought me down.  All of a sudden, it gained speed, and I could see the rest of the escalator stretch out before me.  I was moving on it faster and faster, and then, in “down the rabbit hole fashion”, the escalator suddenly sloped like a roller coaster and since it was going down fast, I was quite enjoying myself on it, thinking (to myself, in my dream) that once it was over, I’d go on it again, even if the climb was steep. (Well, I didn’t actually know in my dream whether or not it was going to be a climb or there was a lift to take me to the top again.  I simply assumed, again, in my dream, that it was easy to get back to the top to repeat the entire experience.)

That’s the first part of my dream.

The second part, although seemingly a continuation, I will discuss separately because it has two meanings.

Anyway, when I got down, I realized that I had just smooshed my Iphone. It wasn’t shattered into pieces, just “smooshed”, like a big fat giant had sat on it.  Actually, I was the one that had sat on it since I was riding the escalator like a child sliding down the banister of stairs, but I didn’t see that part happen in my dream.  I just knew that that’s how it happened.

I was checking out my phone to see if I could revive it, and after a few minutes of worrying and panicking, the smooshed phone popped back into its original form.  Okay, problem solved.

Then, I woke up.

I took heed of the dream.  Felt that my Intuition was telling me “Don’t forget your phone”, “pay attention to your phone” and that I had to watch out for my phone.  After a bit of googling and checking out messages in the morning, I made sure to charge it a bit so that it would be tip top shape as far as the battery was concerned.

Long story short, in the morning rush trying to get out the door to do the day’s business — I FORGOT MY PHONE. Sheesh.  This is certainly one of those times when I have to thank my Intuition for reminding me and, yet, kick myself for being so human and forgetting the reminder. Kind of makes me wish that Intuition had an opt-in “second alert” like Google Calendar, you know.

As for the first part of my dream, I couldn’t decipher it at first.  Those dream dictionaries were telling me conflicting things.  Some say that dreaming of an escalator was auspicious and that things would be on the up and up, especially when it came to my romantic life.  Then again, there’d be a proviso saying quite the opposite in those cases where one was riding an escalator that was going down.

I couldn’t quite reconcile that with the ecstatic feeling I had in my dream despite the fact that it was travelling down.  Then, it kind of dawned on me that I needed to look at the bigger picture of this dream.  So here’s the analysis I eventually settled into:

The escalator signifies my starseed journey into being human.  For a very long time — and I’m talking lifetimes here — I went through the experience.  Rather humdrum but something I had to live through.  And now that I’m nearing the end of my human journey, remembering what I have to, nearing reunion with my Twin Soul, it’s going to be quite enjoyable from here on out.   So much so that despite the sluggish beginnings through several floors of the escalator, the part when it becomes a thrilling roller coaster ride would be something I’d want to go through again.  That’s why I was going “down”.  It didn’t mean a descent to something decrepit (although the human condition can be so at times), but just that there was nowhere to go but down, especially if you’re coming from “up there”.

The phone part of my dream has an alternate meaning too.  Phone = contact. Broken phone means that I lost contact with those who put me on the escalator in the first place.  But, as in real life when I’ve just rekindled my connection with my galactic ancestors, I got my “transmitter” working again.  Yeahhhh, baby.  E.T. is finally phoning home!

Wait, that’s not all.  After I finished my earthly duties (a.k.a. deadlines at work), I still got flooded with signs confirming all of the above.

I was driving home in a semi-dazed, empty state. Not particularly agitated, belligerent, or anxious, but, you know, the kind where you’re empty but aware.  Then there was this vehicle in front of me with these big letters espousing the company motto that said, “We’re changing lives.”  And the make of the car?  HILUX.  High Lux.  Bright Lights.  Big influx of light.

My antenna went up.  Maybe this was just a fluke?  Next car I see, again, another Hi-Lux.  As if they were that common.  Next one that catches my eye has the words “New Era” on it.  And the next one is an Innova.  And the next one says, “Novaliches” which means New City.


Message received.  Loud and clear.  The new influx of energies will be crucial in building a new paradigm for humanity.  And this is what I have to anchor next or what I am currently anchoring.  No wonder I’ve been restless the past couple of days, on edge, nervous but not anxious.  Maybe my circuitry was being upgraded to anchor in the new energies or the energy was just high frequency and that was the effect of imbibing it.

I decide to check Vanessa Lamorte’s YouTube channel to see if there have been any transmissions.  She’s an intergalactic shaman, if you don’t know her.  And, again, this confirms my hunch.  She posted a brand new video: Cosmic Frequency Update: Light Language Transmission for Clarity & Purification that pretty much confirms the messages I’d been getting the entire day.

I watched the video and as soon as the light language channeling from the Lyran, Syrian and Arcturian Council came through, I could see in my mind’s eye the illuminated codes actually going into my heart space and planting themselves there.  I found it kind of disconcerting because it was all so clear.  Like watching it on HDR, and the codes contained symbols I couldn’t understand.  I’m not worried though.  The human in me may not be able to translate it, but I have no doubt that the Starseed in me got what I was supposed to get.

Wait.  There’s more.  I just realized that the OST I had been listening to all day long (also something I had just come across today when looking for focus music while working), is from “Ori and the Blind Forest”.  Orion.  One of the constellations over which the Phoenix (above) formed. Which also brought me to that song by Prince — Arms of Orion.  Take a look at the lyrics:

Orion’s arms are wide enough
To hold us both together
Although we’re worlds apart
I’d cross the stars for you

“In the heart of a sleepless moon”
“I’ll be with you forever”
“This is my destiny”
“‘Till my life is through”

The arms of Orion that’s where I want to be
Since you’ve been gone
I’ve been searching for a lover
In the Sea of Tranquility
I’m drowning without you here, my dear

When I am lost and feeling alone
I just look to heaven
I find my comfort there
God only knows where you are to night

“God only knows where you are to night”
“Maybe time will tell me”
“‘Till then I’ll close my eyes and say a prayer for you”
(I’ll say a prayer for you too)


Orion’s heart is bright enough
To shine on both of us
The constellations never fail
To light the way for love

‘Orion’s arms are wide enough’
To hold us both together
“Although we’re worlds apart”
(‘I’d cross the stars for you’)
“I’d cross the stars for you”

Okay.  I think I’d better stop now.  This is getting creepy and I’m getting overwhelmed with messages. I’m kind of scared to sleep now because I might get something in my dreams.  I know I shouldn’t be scared, but the synchronicity of it all is weirding me out. I won’t even begin to tell you how many words I misspelled today.  Yes, me, the consummate grammar and spelling nazi.

Something is going on and it’s telling me to focus on it. Oh, boy.