Still barefoot, still in the dark existentially speaking
Today I ponder my approach. Maybe it's because I had a dream about an angel last night. No he wasn't my muse, he was a purely good angel. Think it's all the focusing I've been doing on angels. Either way he was giving me a warning. I'll not go into specifics but yeah it was surprising and interesting.
I don't think neither me or my husband have had a good night sleep since we have been in this place. Lately my dreams have been so unusual every night. A week ago I was dreaming about excersizing demons. Then about being in a dystopian town and walking into a shack that was made out of galvanized steel that was weathered and dilapidated. Each room in the place had a different scary 'thing'designed to scare you like a haunted house. The first room had a possessed doll. I looked at it and wasn't even scared and said 'your possessed' and made the demon leave and went to the hallway. Then I heard people screaming and being cut it half, and blood smears on the floor like people were being drug off.
Well I didn't want to find out what was behind the door so I started to leave the shack all together. That is when these people are brought in on what looks like a sit down roller coaster car, but they are like all clones of one guy and one girl. They are fastened in like machines. They had a large red light in their foreheads. I begin to run out, suddenly feeling like I'm going to get stuck here. They get out and begin running behind me. I realize they are actually alive and test experiments of whomever is running this house of horrors. I think they are chasing me but really they are escaping. One of the women looks at me and grabs me and holds onto my legs. They all suddenly get shocked and begin screaming and writhing in pain, and the lady is begging me for help. I look down and watch her die in my arms and I wake up! Ugh. What a crazy dream!!They have all been this crazy detailed.
The night before that I was a bride of Dracula. I think all this stress is messing with my sleep cycles. Not sure what's up, but it's weird. Sure I'm the queen of weird dreams, but I'm wondering what exactly I'm working out at this point.
I've been working on so many spiritual things in both conscious and subconsciously in my dreams, and this is partly what brought me to write about my muse, and angels in general.
Also I have been calling on and working with them more and more and it almost feels like something truly existential is at play here. Then I get onto hulu to find a new series to watch and end up watching 'Lucifer'. Marathoning it right now. It all just ties back to everything angelic going on in my life.
Plus there is the shaman healer thing I have going on right now, that I haven't really explained or told anyone about yet. It's slowly developing into something I'd include into my spiritual journals, but the experience is on going. Maybe one day I can write about it. When it makes sense but for now it's a bunch of random experiences and I can't quite see the big picture yet.
Isn't being me so damned frustrating most of the time? I think so. Plus the angels keep showing up in everything I do. Talk about synchronicity. So if you are wondering where all the Constantine stuff came from, well it's what sort of going on with me right now in a way,plus I love the movie, and Keanu. So there's that. Hopefully that explains a bit about where my head is at or not? I certainly sound crazy, ha. I'm still 'barefoot in the dark', now lost in the garden with angels.
I don't think neither me or my husband have had a good night sleep since we have been in this place. Lately my dreams have been so unusual every night. A week ago I was dreaming about excersizing demons. Then about being in a dystopian town and walking into a shack that was made out of galvanized steel that was weathered and dilapidated. Each room in the place had a different scary 'thing'designed to scare you like a haunted house. The first room had a possessed doll. I looked at it and wasn't even scared and said 'your possessed' and made the demon leave and went to the hallway. Then I heard people screaming and being cut it half, and blood smears on the floor like people were being drug off.
Well I didn't want to find out what was behind the door so I started to leave the shack all together. That is when these people are brought in on what looks like a sit down roller coaster car, but they are like all clones of one guy and one girl. They are fastened in like machines. They had a large red light in their foreheads. I begin to run out, suddenly feeling like I'm going to get stuck here. They get out and begin running behind me. I realize they are actually alive and test experiments of whomever is running this house of horrors. I think they are chasing me but really they are escaping. One of the women looks at me and grabs me and holds onto my legs. They all suddenly get shocked and begin screaming and writhing in pain, and the lady is begging me for help. I look down and watch her die in my arms and I wake up! Ugh. What a crazy dream!!They have all been this crazy detailed.
The night before that I was a bride of Dracula. I think all this stress is messing with my sleep cycles. Not sure what's up, but it's weird. Sure I'm the queen of weird dreams, but I'm wondering what exactly I'm working out at this point.
I've been working on so many spiritual things in both conscious and subconsciously in my dreams, and this is partly what brought me to write about my muse, and angels in general.
Also I have been calling on and working with them more and more and it almost feels like something truly existential is at play here. Then I get onto hulu to find a new series to watch and end up watching 'Lucifer'. Marathoning it right now. It all just ties back to everything angelic going on in my life.
Plus there is the shaman healer thing I have going on right now, that I haven't really explained or told anyone about yet. It's slowly developing into something I'd include into my spiritual journals, but the experience is on going. Maybe one day I can write about it. When it makes sense but for now it's a bunch of random experiences and I can't quite see the big picture yet.
Isn't being me so damned frustrating most of the time? I think so. Plus the angels keep showing up in everything I do. Talk about synchronicity. So if you are wondering where all the Constantine stuff came from, well it's what sort of going on with me right now in a way,plus I love the movie, and Keanu. So there's that. Hopefully that explains a bit about where my head is at or not? I certainly sound crazy, ha. I'm still 'barefoot in the dark', now lost in the garden with angels.