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35 Treinta y Cinco: A Birthday Dream

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It is said that dream time is when we fly to heaven.  My dreams are often elaborate and memorable, they’ve always been.  Passed relatives, God, the angels, and creations unknown to this world infiltrate my mind with ornamental color and sound.  Last night, the night before my birthday, I excitedly drifted to sleep.

My visitor was a small, gray haired woman about the age of 80.  Her skin was glowing, her eyes warm, and her subtle smile comforting.  She never said a word but began to show me things.  The way that she presented these things was different.  Instead of simply being shown a picture, she allowed me to experience.  A simple merry-go-round turned into all of the sensations of the ride:  the lights, music, the up and down motion, and the sense of thrill.  A field turned into me walking into the field, the sunshine warmed my back, musky flowers filled my nose, and the wind danced around my body.

We moved slowly away from the experiences, and back into reality.  She was a part of my family.  She came to church with me, ate lunch with us, and helped me take the kids to the bathroom after the meal.  As we left the bathroom, she said something to me in Spanish.  I quickly answered back, impressed with my Spanish repertoire, and my sister (who is actually fluent in Spanish) was impressed.

Now to the present moment:  My alarm goes off.  Time to get up and exercise.  Oh yeah, it’s my birthday.  OH!  My dream was so crazy last night!  Who was that woman? 

The birthday workout is killer.  I’m exhausted!  Time to drive to work.  Oh yeah!  That woman, who is she? 

The morning commute allotted plenty of time for my mind to wonder, to relive the dream.  Just as I determined it was Mother Teresa, the Spanish phrase resurfaced, and then I knew.  The woman is Abuela.  My brother-in-law’s grandmother.  Abuela (Spanish for grandmother) visits me often but I don’t always recognize her because I’m not looking for her.  I’m expecting someone from my side of the family.  With this dream, I am confirmed in knowing she looks after me as well and is actually overseeing my continued growth here on earth.  Her Mother Teresa-like energy reminds me to lead with a giving, servant’s heart.

I felt selfish for even thinking this…but I wondered why I didn’t hear anything from Paw Paw, Grandma, Great Grandma, Nana, or Jerry?

Paw Paw died two years ago and has been invading my dreams ever since.  I welcome him and look forward to it.  As I opened the web browser on my phone, I saw a picture of my sister and me.  We took the picture the last time we visited Ohio two years ago for his funeral.  There it is, a birthday wish from him too!

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Nagging Thanks


As I rushed around the house getting myself ready for the Holistic Fair, where I was going as an intuitive vendor and wellness practitioner, I threw on an amethyst necklace gifted to me by my sister that matched my outfit.  A gentle nudge told me “that’s not the right one.”  My eyes were drawn to a beautiful fluorite pendant and intuition said “this one.”  The fluorite luckily found its way into my procession by a generous vendor at a community festival.  But I was in a hurry.  Ain’t nobody got time to change necklaces when the one I have on is perfectly fine…and matches my outfit!  I tossed the fluorite in my back pocket, because I physically could not leave without it, and headed out the door.  I had a long drive ahead of me.  About an hour and half into the drive I felt something gently slide, then drop down my shirt.  It felt as if someone had just floated by and unclasped my necklace.  When I pulled the necklace out, a small link had come apart.  I thought “no biggie” I’ll just re-attach the link, tighten it, and put it back on…simple as that.  I re-attached the link and tightened it down with my best pinching effort.  As I brought it up in front of my face to open the clasp, my jaw dropped.  I had totally negated the clasp and hooked the links together in a way that made the clasp useless (refer to picture for details).  How did I not notice what I was doing?!  The necklace isn’t big enough to fit over my head…great!  I tried to un-link the links to start over…they wouldn’t budge!  I thought “I pinched it down, surely I can pull it apart!”  No.  As a woman, I had looked forward to sporting a pretty crystal around my neck.  I suddenly remembered, my fluorite!  I reached back into my pocket and scolded myself for not listening to that ever-so-gentle nudge to wear the fluorite.  I could hear a heavenly giggle as I said “nice one guys!” I thanked them for their nagging capabilities and intervention.

God, the angels, our guides, and loved ones speak to us all the time.  They never leave our side and continue to watch and intervene appropriately as we carry on here on earth.  Interventions become more pronounced as you welcome them in as divine participants in your life.  Few people experience loud, booming voices, apparitions, or out of this world dreaming but this doesn’t mean you aren’t meant to experience the voice of Spirit.  The tangible things in this world may be the only way to get our attention without sending us to a psych ward.  Attention to the voice of intuition, which is always pleasant, kind, and loving, as well as those gentle nudges, misplaced objects, and coincidences…will open you up to a divine communication center.  Faith in life after death and a Creator is a hallmark of a happy life, it’s scientifically proven.  Our loving Creator wants to talk to us every day, wants to set our path straight and clear, wants to explain why things happen, and wants us to be happy and compassionate.  Spirit is ready to tell us exactly how to do it but we must pay attention to those ever-so-gentle nudges.