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| Something came over me.... Let me explain. |
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Posted by: Windy - 05-29-2016, 12:57 AM - Forum: Inspiration...Art...Creativity...Poems...Positivity
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I had a wonderful day today, BBQ and pool party with my family.
There was food left over, and after everyone left the party I packed up the car and proceeded to head home.
In the front seat of the car was a bag of food that was never opened including two bags of Hill shire farms little smokies, Crackers, Cheese cubes, and an entire pitcher of Hibiscus tea with fresh black berries, strawberries, and blue berries in it.
As I am driving the same route I always drive from my mothers house to my house, and I have been driving this route now for years... I hear a voice in my head (just like when i am wind walking) which sounded like my guide. The voice said to me, pull over.
I pulled over, and there I was now parked on the street in front of a park I have driven past for years and never stepped foot in. I get out of the car and walk around to the side walk. The voice then says take the bag of food and the drink into the park.
I open the passenger door, get the food and the picture of tea out of the car, lock up the car and proceed into the park. I am looking around and I see families running and playing sports, BBQing, and parents watching kids playing on the play ground.
As my eyes are scanning the park I see an older man, African American decent, graying hair. He looks homeless and he looks like he is having a very rough life. His skin is dry and weathered like a parched desert.
The voice then says to me, give the man a message. I walk towards the man, who has his head down looking at the grass in front of him, and he looks up at me, I say hello to him as i am approaching. He looks to his right over his shoulder then his left. He looks back at me and once again I say Hello. He says hello to me.
I say the man, "I have a message for you" and I proceed to give the man the message that the voice is telling me to give to the man. "He has not forsaken you, and when you believe you are all alone he walks beside you".
I set the bag of food down in front of the man, and the pitcher of tea. I take the unopened smokies from the bag and hand them to the man. Tears are forming in the mans eyes.... Then I finish the message. "You will never be hungry or thirsty as long as you hold true, and complete the work that he has for you to do". The man at this point is balling his eyes out.
I stand up and turn to walk away and the man utters "Thank you", I reply to him... "Do not thank me, I am just the messenger, you are clearly the one doing his work, and it is I who should thank you". Now the man is both crying and laughing as I walk away.
The feelings I had as I walked away were this... I was just in the presence of man of Grace, his face and feet were dirty, but his soul was the cleanest I have ever seen. With a humble heart and an honest ear this man exists, so I would know and understand the true grace of GOD.
Mitákuye Oyás’iŋ, Aho!
Anything that annoys you, is teaching you patience.
Anyone who abandons you, is teaching you how to stand up on your own two feet.
Anything that angers you, is teaching you forgiveness and compassion.
Anything that has power over you, is teaching you how to take your power back.
Anything you hate, is teaching you unconditional love.
Anything you fear, is teaching you courage to overcome your fear.
Anything you can't control, is teaching you how to let go.
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| 5/28/2016 7:33am Eviction |
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Posted by: Windy - 05-28-2016, 10:11 AM - Forum: Public Dreams
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Let me start by saying this was one of those dreams that felt so real that i could not tell i was dreaming! The kind of real feeling that leaves you dwelling on it all day long, and possibly thinking it into reality!
I had already filed 6 complaints, and now i was taking my complaints to the court room with a legal battle. (this next part is accurate in my waking life) My up stairs neighbor has a BMW with a car alarm that is set to hyper sensitive. Every time another car drives by his car, the alarm goes off... which means it keeps going off all night long! Every Frigging night!
In the dream i was trying to figure out if i wanted to put a bomb under his car and blow it up to stop the alarm, or if i wanted to spray paint the side of the car so all the neighbors would know who to file their complaints against!
As I was figuring out what I was going to do next, there was a knock at the door and our new apartment manager gave a piece of paper to my daughter who answered the door. She explained that she did not have any part of the decision process on who was being evicted and who wasn't but it was based upon some check list that the board members of corporate had. The one thing we did not qualify for was "Re-certification" due to lack of income.
I should mention here, that we live in a Rent Control area, due to the high cost of living in the Silicon Valley. So an Eviction like this is deemed illegal!
I woke up so pissed off, I was ready to start calling everyone i knew with the city housing departments (since I worked in the accounting department for the housing authority i knew everybody!) and I was ready for another fight!
NOTE: I am not sure if my spirit is telling me i am up for some battles, or if i should plan for an unjust eviction, but what ever the case... message received and it is time to make sure all of my ducks are in a row so that I am ready for anything.
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| Along the Rio Grande Gorge |
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Posted by: ThePaladin - 05-27-2016, 03:48 PM - Forum: Public Dreams
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27 May 2016
No intention set
I'm on foot, walking along what I recognize is the Rio Grande Gorge, outside of Taos, NM. I'm on a run, heading for a particular place outside of Taos, in the desert. I'm hiking along the road, near the bridge over the river. My younger son is with me. He asks me if I know where I'm going. I tell him I do. He asks what I'm going to be doing. I tell him what I need to do. He tells me that's not an answer. I smile sort of grimly and say but that's how it is sometimes and welcome to my world. He asks if I always hike to where I need to be. I point out that this is why I have camping gear and backpacks now. He shakes his head and observes he had no idea how things were for me. This time I laugh and say most of the time I don't know how things are for me, either. I also tell him at least we won't have to sleep on the ground tonight, that there are some people I know in the area and I'm going to hit them up for bunking on their floor. Living large, Mom, he says.
Notes:
I seldom have such clear knowledge of where I am in dreamtime but it was very clear that I was hiking along the Rio Grande Gorge outside of Taos, NM. I've been in that area multiple times and am well familiar with that particular area. For those not familiar with the area, here's some info with photos: http://www.blm.gov/nm/st/en/prog/recreat...e_wsr.html
To my knowledge, I don't know anyone there. The people I did know moved from the area years ago.
I seldom dream of my younger son as an adult and this was the first dream in which he was accompanying me on a run. In real time, the odds of him hiking along a road with me would be slim to none. It's so not his thing.  But it's what stood out most to me, that he was with me for some reason.
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