Life

Jun 06, 2007 13:35

I have been having very unusual dreams lately, but no more weird than they have been before. I woke up in the middle of the night (as usual) feeling as though I didn't want to go back to sleep for a little bit due to a dream that I had. I usually don't do that unless I had a bad dream, which isn't very often. This one just left me feeling weird. Almost like I had some sort of past life in the late 1960's, early 1970's before I was born. All I remember was taking photographs with some sort of antiquated camera, and it just had that 70's look about it. The way people acted and dressed. It was just so familiar, but left me feeling strange when I woke up. I am totally one that believes we have past lives. I am not saying that this dream was a glimpse into a past life, but it sure felt like it could have been.

I have been feeling more down as far as my health goes lately, and today just happened to see that I have many things going on in my health house on my astrological chart. That might explain some things. I also have Mars in my love and sensuality house, which explains a lot of things for me. Mars is the planet of raw and pure sexuality. This also ties into some of the dreams that I have been having ;) Pure randiness ;) And I am not ashamed to say so. I am way past feeling like I need to not embarass myself. It doesn't embarass me anymore to know that I have dreams like that, and it shouldn't embarass anyone for that matter ;)

I do want to get more into my spirituality. I have let a bit of that go by the wayside lately, and would like to pick up my tarot cards again more often, etc. Tarot doesn't necessarily have one thing to do with the other, but it is all tied into it for me. Part of my spirituality is my witchy side, and I embrace that. It's just part of who I am. It's part of the reason I know that by keeping an amethyst next to my bed that I won't have any nightmares, or if I keep my lodestone in my purse I should have enough money to live on. Part of it is knowing which elevator car will come to pick me up and standing in front of it before it gets there, or the streetlamps that like to shut off when I go by them. It's just hard to explain. It's all part of myself. And if I can't be honest with myself, then what's the point?

spirituality, dreams, life

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