Week of Dreams

When it feels like even your slumber is betraying you

Hello everyone. Want to do a quick brain-dump as we close out 2022

I have not had a good week behind me, and while personal circumstances played a part in that another part was due to my sleep patterns. I noticed that my dreams were NOT normal dreams, even by my somewhat abnormal standards. They were not pleasant astral travels nor visits to alternative timelines, not prophetic drops of wisdom nor even mundane subconscious mind-clearings. These were different; they were dark… and yet not dark.

I know, that doesn’t make a lot of sense.

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These dreams were stormy - at least in a metaphorical sense - yet not in any way threatening. They were completely non-sensical in nature, so there was no way to ascertain WHAT they meant… yet they were relentlessly repetitive. At the time it felt as though I was being hammered mercilessly by some unknown force, with the sole purpose of depriving me of quality sleep and driving me insane with anxiety in the process.

However viewed I was way off my game, not at all feeling like myself.

Then I watched one of my favorite live podcasts, “The Journey with Jen Snow,” Thursday night, and in the first ten minutes things started to make sense. She and her guest Jenny Adams [aka ‘The Rooted Goddess] were discussing something VERY similar to what I was experiencing, and at one point Jen stated, “I think there is a lot of downloads happening, guys - so be prepared.”

And then - like an old-style incandescent - a proverbial lightbulb flickered to life.

After all, if Providence was attempting to download something that It felt I might need in the coming weeks or months ahead, something that was not intended to be immediately understood, and I was fighting that download off because of its intensity? That resistance, that based-level of WTAF!, would easily cause major turbulence within. And if that was the source of my insane dreams?

The radiance from the bulb suddenly got much brighter.

This revelation caused me to become reflective. I have been feeling the weight of what is occurring both within and without over the past week… over the past month… goodness, the past several years. Doom and gloom is being peddled on the market-of-ideas like get-rich-quick schemes during a recession, and if one adds that to trying personal circumstances it becomes very easy to fall into the trap of despair.

I am one of those who believes that Providence provides each of us a source of personal guidance and protection (more on that VERY soon), and if that source was attempting to soothe my current mental state while bolstering my spirit ahead of what is to come? I should just let go and accept it… and be grateful.

So I did. And I am.

Then a funny thing happened that night; while on Wednesday night my sleep had been a little better, through release and acceptance my sleep Thursday night was utterly peaceful. I finally rested - actually rested - for the first time in weeks, and I have a feeling that whatever ‘download’ was being attempted was fully installed.

So do not let such unsettling metaphysical moments - or the constant barrage of negativity - cause you stress, my friends. Accept what is happening around you as a matter of course, saturate yourself in the moment before you, and have faith - faith, that no matter what may come all will unfold as it should.

Happy 2023.