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Diary 2012
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January: Modes of travel is the prevailing theme going into the New Year. It will be interesting to see what unfolds this year.
January: Modes of travel is the prevailing theme going into the New Year. It will be interesting to see what unfolds this year.
1/4 Last night in a dream I knew to extend my body in a certain position and direction. The intent was to find someone at an unknown location and distance. The purpose of the journey centered around a child, a boy.
The fulcrum for 'ignition' is rotation of the shoulder socket. Movement commences at 180 degrees with great velocity through a ribbed, apricot colored tunnel.
The fulcrum for 'ignition' is rotation of the shoulder socket. Movement commences at 180 degrees with great velocity through a ribbed, apricot colored tunnel. Upon arrival I did not appear to be noticed by the many in attendance, with the exception of a few children. I found the 'someone', a man, by his energy signature. He sensed my presence and intention, attempting to escape. But I caught him and repeatedly 'slammed' his energy from this particular vibratory space.
My intention then was directed to returning to the child, to complete the cycle. I positioned my body for travel, but the fulcrum was not as strong as before and I did not reach full rotation to open the tunnel.
I felt the hot breath of the ensuing crowd on my invisible form as they diligently searched for my presence. I heard popping sounds and felt holes opening up in my form. The popping increased in pace and pitch just like a popcorn maker does. With each pop my form took a hit. I could feel my teeth turning to dust from the pulverizing blows of the popping. My form pleasantly and completely disintegrated to dust as I awoke with the echoes of the blasting still in my ears.
1/11 Two owls outside my bedroom window last night, cooing like doves in perfect harmony.
1/12 I was on the beach in the dream when the ground rumbled and the sunlight rapidly diminished as the tidal wave swallowed the sky.
1/14 There was a 'pop' sound in my head followed by what sounded like a large stone rolling away. Then at the edge of a large burst of inner golden white light, a female voice softly called my name.
1/15 My inner vision was flooded by white light. Then pulses of white light, like sparklers, descended in linear fashion into my head at about 4 second intervals until I faded off to sleep.
1/17 I had a long list of requests for spirit, like upgrades, balancing, repairs, and the like, all to bring everything up to speed. Within moments I saw a transparent obelisk on top of my head. Bands of gold either encircled the obelisk or rested within, while spheres of golden light descended at short intervals through the shaft and into my crown.
1/23 I've been noticing a feeling of no-time. For over a week it seems I can't keep up with what day it is. Recent weeks feel like a blur.
1/23 I've been noticing a feeling of no-time. For over a week it seems I can't keep up with what day it is. Recent weeks feel like a blur.
1/26 In meditation two dimensions became apparent. Like crossing the eyes, the dimensions appeared similar and overlapped. And like with the eyes, concentrating on one scene over the other emphasized the details. But with the dimensions, the focus was a mental one, a shift.
The subject of memories suddenly came to mind. And when I probed to see what was going on I had the feeling that whole timelines of memories had simply vanished. But as I didn't know what was gone I couldn't know what was missing. I only knew that people I knew and every experience with them had been cleared away or I moved away from them.
