Compassion And The Coming Sickness

I had a series of dreams a little over a year ago that were pointing to something that would start happening down the road.  They keep coming to my awareness, so I feel like maybe now is the time to share them.  They’re fairly short, simple, and to the point.

One was people coming down with a sickness that was referred to as “Scarlet Fever”.  However, it wasn’t anything to do with the thing we already know as Scarlet Fever.  It was more to do with the color of red.  It wasn’t very pleasant to go through.  I was going from person to person who was struck with it, and comforting them.  I was letting them know that I knew how horrible it felt, but that it doesn’t last long.  Just endure it a short time, and then it will be over.

In another dream I had walked into a remote temple (I want to say Buddhist?).  It was very ancient.  It was dedicated to Quan Yin.  I was inside and had walked up to the main statue of Quan Yin.  All around me, people were falling sick and throwing up.  In that dream it was made clear to me, that Compassion was the key to surviving and getting through this illness.  Opening your heart.

In the final dream, I was at work.  Everyone had been getting steadily weaker and ill, and yet still tried to continue everything as if nothing was going on.  People were laying down all over the place from weakness and sickness.  I was so frustrated that everyone was so much more focused on keeping business going as usual instead of taking care of themselves.  That they were missing the point to change and start leaning towards focusing on what is truly important in life instead of continuing to focus on things that really don’t matter.

In summary, the illness and sickness stems from Spirit.  Yes, it comes in the form of things like flu/colds and whatever other countless things we want to call it . . . but the purpose or point is a kind of purification.  The more you try to hold onto things that aren’t real or true in the heart/spiritual nature, the more ill you are going to become.

Not as punishment, but because it’s time to let go of the untruths and illusions that we hold onto.  You can do it consciously, or you can let the sickness do it for you.  In either case, it is important that you go inward and reconnect to your heart and to what you know is true and real there.

Quan Yin 1

 

Keep Going . . . You Don’t Want To Miss This

There is a dream I had back in October that has been tapping me on my shoulder a lot the last couple of weeks.  When I turn around to yell, “What?!” it just stands there and stares at me.  It doesn’t say anything (because that would be weird), but I do get a feeling of please share me.  Then I feel the sum of what is happening on Earth at this time . . . I hear the words that were said at the end of the dream.  Then I feel what can only be described as hearing/feeling a collective prayer . . . a plea . . . and I see in my mind’s eye a sea of faces crying . . . frustrated . . . confused.  All of them so scared inside . . . unsure.

It all feels so big.  Sharing my dream feels so small.

But then I think of all of the times I was in a really bad place in my life . . . and how I’d search the internet trying to find something . . . anything . . . to let me know that I would be okay.  To inspire me to keep trying and keep going.  Often the places I would find the most valuable thing to me, would be some obscure blog post.  Just someone ranting or sharing something about themselves.  Maybe someone just being raw and real with no apologies.  Maybe someone just openly sharing their own fears or heartaches.  Those things would touch me so much that it would cut through my cold and have me sobbing with my whole body.  Those people saved my life and sanity on numerous occasions.

The countless anonymous people who have helped me with their words, will probably never have any idea what they did for me.  I wish I could have told them.  But the thing about being in a deep dark hole, is that you’re unable to gather enough strength to even click a *like* button . . . let alone shout your gratitude to the surface.

For those of you who are stuck down in that deep well . . . it’s for you that I write.  I got lost in my writing groove because I was unconsciously addressing the haters from my past who haunt me, and I was trying to prove myself to them . . . or help them understand me.  That’s not what I want.

The path that has lead me to this moment has been incredible.  It has been spent living in the valley of the shadow of death and chaos.  It has been spent without a voice of my own.

Slowly and surely I have been finding my voice.  Finding the courage to say the things I know inside of me.  And those things aren’t meant for those who would tear me down or try to hold me under water.  They aren’t meant for those who insist on seeing me as anything less than I am.  They are not meant for those who are bent on being offended instead of seeing the innocence in my words.

They are meant for others like me.  They are meant for the ones who have lost themselves.  They are meant for the ones who have lost their own voices.  They are meant for the ones who have been unfairly made to feel like they are worth anything less than they are.  Anyone who has felt unloved and unwanted by life.  They are meant for the ones looking for a light of hope.  The ones looking for a reason to keep going . . . to keep trying.

So yes . . . the feeling I felt when recalling my dream from last October felt big . . . and sharing the dream seems so small in comparison.  But not when I really think about my reasons for wanting to write and share.  Not when it might possibly reach the eyes of that one person who is desperately searching the internet to find something . . . anything . . . to help them not sink deeper into the darkness.  From that perspective, it becomes as big as my feeling of the collective who is crying out for help.

So when the dream tapped me on the shoulder this morning, I said, “Okay.  I will share it.”

This is from my dream journal dated Oct. 14, 2013:

I was in an ethereal type place.  I dreamt that a bunch of monkeys came in the house I was in.  One ran up to me.  When I went to pick him up, he was actually a little boy.  His left eye was a milky white, but not quite all of it.

He said his name was Tommy.  I said my name was Jennifer.  When I said it, the boy looked at some others there, and they nodded their head as if to say just go along with it.  They also said something about me being booked up for months out.  I said if I am, then why am I still working (referring to my current job).  I just got more confused looks like it had nothing to do with what they were talking about. 

So I started talking with the boy.  I told him that his eye was pretty cool.  He said that he was trying to make it so I would see it (trying to bring attention to it).  He very openly said that it was from trying to commit suicide.  Something about trying to eat cupboard food.

I kept looking him in the eyes, and doing a focused zoomed in thing that seemed to make the moment more surreal.  In that moment, the dream became more real than real life.  “Vivid” and “lucid” aspire to be that clear and present.

I said, “There is something special happening on Earth right now.  I know it’s hard, but you don’t want to miss it.”

We were walking along, and there was one other person walking with us.  Something interrupted us.  Then I found myself repeating to him, “There is something special happening on Earth.” 

The emphasizes in the dream was the message.  The boy who tried to commit suicide  . . . and me trying to strongly impress in him that I knew how hard it was . . . but he needed to trust me when I said that he did not want to miss it.  When I was talking with him . . . I felt so deeply in me . . . “don’t give up . . . hold on a little longer . . . this is something you really want . . . have faith and hold on a little longer . . . it’s going to be okay.”

I was aware of all of my own pain and struggle in my current life . . . I knew personally how hard it was.  But even bigger in feeling, was the understanding of what was really happening in the background.  That what was currently in the process of unfolding on Earth made all of the pain and struggle so small and powerless in comparison.  And strangely . . . there was even a moment of all of us knowing that we would all be struggling at this point in the process . . . and that we would need a nudge or reminder to keep going.

You can do it.  Keep going.

The sky filled with love.

The sky filled with love.

A Little Disclosure

Have you been feeling dizzy, disoriented, foggy-brained, confused, worsening memory, vertigo, congestion, sometimes sick to your stomach?  Have you been feeling more and more tired, lethargic, increasing irritability, anger, frustration?  Do you go through periods where you feel like you’re “de-toxing” and trying to clear something out of your system, and for those tuned into your body. . . have your kidneys (sides, & back) been giving you more and more problems? Do you have increased anxiety, apathy, possibly even depression?

Have you had increasingly strange dreams or nightmares?  A sense of *something* going on, but you don’t know what?

Have you wondered why all the sinkholes, large booms, strange sounds heard around the world?  Why the seasons are all mixed up, and why it’s cold one day and warm another?  Why the trees  bloom at the wrong times, and then shortly afterwards. . . the leaves begin to dry up and some even turn a reddish color?

Why the birds migratory patterns are all off.  Why the weather becomes increasingly erratic and extreme?  Electronics misbehaving?  Why more and more people seem to be losing their minds, and an increase in suicide and suicide attempts?  Riots and protests?  Volcanoes, earthquakes, hurricanes, tornadoes, flooding. . . Mass animal deaths.  Did I mention Illnesses?

Increased UFO sightings.  Meteorites.  Landslides.  Bridges and overpasses collapsing.  Trains derailing.  Winds blowing globally.  Strange clouds.  Geomagnetic storms for no known reason (with no solar flares with resulting CMEs or solar winds from a coronal hole).

And, it’s not just Earth experiencing great changes and upheavals. . . so are the other planets in our solar system.

Before I continue with what I feel is happening.  Let me give you some more idea of where I’m coming from.

My whole life, I’ve had dreams and visions.  Increasingly lucid over the years.  Many years were spent deciphering and distinguishing the subtle energies of them.  The discipline I put into that, carried over into my waking life.  It had to, because there were times many years ago when I had a difficult time distinguishing between awake and sleep.  Did it make me feel crazy? Yes.  Did I let that stop me from understanding it? Not at all.

I watched, observed, took notes, contemplated, gathered more information.  I suspended judgment until a clearer picture began to form.  This is how I’ve learned and grown over the years, and how I’ve overcome the many pitfalls of being super sensitive.  A very scientific approach. . . except, unlike many scientists of today, I didn’t dismiss findings that didn’t fit my current world view.  I allowed for things I didn’t know or understand to make their way into my awareness.

In my waking life, I did the same thing I did with my dreams.  I observed, took notes, researched, etc.  I often stare at the sky.  I sit for hours watching the trees in deep communion.  Watching and listening to the birds and other critters.  Always looking for patterns, cycles, insight.  I’ve only ever spent this life trying to understand it.

In the last couple of years, the two worlds within me began to merge.  The world of spirit and dreams and the waking, real life world.  My time has been spent on weaving the connection between these two worlds and how they interface with each other.  I now see the spirit that runs through and connects everything, as well as the actions/reactions that it causes in our physical waking world.  I am now consciously aware of both worlds at all times.

There’s much more to it than that.  But, hopefully this gives you better context of how I operate and where the things I say come from.

When spiritually inclined people say, “We are all one”, I feel it’s a little bit misunderstood.  I see it more as, “We are all connected”.  We are individuals who connect to make a whole.

But to get back on topic. . . the things that have been happening increasingly in our world.  If you look at just isolated events, it doesn’t make much sense.  But take all of those events in as a whole, and you start to see a bigger picture emerge.  Same concept. . . individual cells making up a bigger body.  (The macro and micro. . . as above, so below. . . this concept repeats itself over and over.)

All of the things we are witnessing today, are connected to a bigger story.  If you don’t know how something is connected. . . you are simply missing pieces of the puzzle that help connect one thing to another.

My understanding of what’s going on is continually updating as I gather additional information.  It’s a very fluid and dynamic ongoing thing.  But I do feel that I have enough pieces to understand the emerging picture, and as of last night, it started feeling for the first time in my life, that it was time to start sharing what I’m seeing.

What I’m currently seeing, is that we’re fast approaching a pole shift that is being brought on by a body or object moving through our solar system.  I don’t know what it is, and I don’t know when.  But I feel strongly enough about it, that I’m willing to put myself out there and be ridiculed and thought crazy.

I don’t take what I’m saying lightly.

Many, many, many myths & legends, religions, etc. speak of things that we’re seeing right now.  And I don’t feel it’s necessarily because they were trying to be prophetic, but because they were describing something they lived through themselves and that it was something that was cyclical and they were trying to pass the information on to future generations as best as they could.

I do not believe it’s about punishment.  I don’t think any of us need to be beating ourselves up for not having been “better” people to have prevented this from happening.  As I wrote about in another post about facing and embracing your shadows, I feel that idea applies here as well.

In older traditions, the ones who had to walk the path through trials and darkness, were the initiates.  The shamans.  The ones who walked between the worlds.  Humanity, as a group of individuals, are all being pushed onto this path during this time.  The difference is, in the past, the initiates had to walk the path alone.  As a group, we can choose to walk it together.  But first, we have to admit to ourselves that we’re on it.

Many, many tough things are brought to the surface when faced by global calamity.  What happens after death?  What is real and what isn’t?  What really matters?  Am I at peace with myself and my life, and if not. . . how do I get there?  Do I let people know that I love them?  Am I kind to myself?  Am I kind to others?

The point of being on this path, isn’t to try and *beat* death.  It’s to get real.  To become who you really are underneath all the trivial things we’ve used to cover up.  To get in touch with what you really feel, and what you value.  To become aware of the spiritual, or eternal part of yourself.

That’s why I emphasize feelings and heart at this time, because it becomes your new anchor during times of upheaval and unsureness.  If you only believe in the physical world and only what your 5 senses tell you. . . this time we are living in is going to be one that drives you to madness.  Your heart and feelings are your inner guidance that you need to use to navigate these times.  It is not the time to hide behind lies and bullshit.

And when you find the courage to open your heart and to your own truth inside of you, you will also. . . in your own way, feel peace and connection to others.  And you’ll know that death is not the end by any means.  We are, and always will be connected to each other.  We will always see each other again.  We are never truly alone.

From this space, you will know with sureness of what you need to do.  Whether you are someone who needs to stock up on things, or go to the mountains (and not from a sheer animalistic instinct to survive, but because you are meant to be one who survives and carries on), or if you should just be spending this time making amends and living true and helping others who are going to become increasingly scared.

For myself, I do not feel a need to do anything other than what I’m doing.  And that is to communicate out to others what I know.  My dreams, visions, and inner guidance have not pointed towards me putting forth effort to try and survive.  Not that I won’t, but that my path is more towards communicating and comforting.  I know when the time comes, I will be connected, and I will know exactly what I need to do.

We each have our roles.  Each individual doesn’t need to be able to do everything.  Just what they are meant to do.  And that also means that we will need each other.  I will never be someone who is good at storing food goods and the logistics of that type of thing. . . but I am able to see the signs, give guidance, and help lead.   So my survival may depend on the kindness of others who are good at the logistics of lodging and food, etc.  Do you see what I mean?

Individuals within a collective.  If we’re focused on sheer survival and this is mine and I will shoot you if you get close. . . then we will all suffer.  But if we’re at peace within ourselves and whatever happens. . . then we become capable of holding the space and joining together our resources and the special talents and skills that we each bring to the table.

The All affects the One, and the One affects the All.

Take this information, and do with it what you like.  Take it or leave it, it’s okay with me.  I’m not looking for support or for others to agree with me.  I am just following my own inner guidance to share for better or for worse.

I will most likely continue sharing things from here on out.  It feels like it’s a part of a role I agreed to.  It comes from my heart, and not for gain.

Take good care of yourselves and each other.