Posts Tagged ‘Synchronicity’

Owls, Dragons and Zebra Elephants: when dreams spill into “real” life

Yesterday, we took a lovely morning walk along the shores of Lake Michigan in Van Buren State Park, which we had not visited since March 2018:

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It always feels so good to get in or near a large body of water, especially since I continue having disconcerting, yet encouraging dreams. Yesterday was no exception.

What’s weird is that the entire day ended up echoing a series of three dreams I had on 6/26/2020. One of those dreams featured a professor from Africa — a world renowned owl expert — and her daughter living in an apartment with cheerful pink bedspreads and a massive amount of zebras. When David and I saw this mural with the hot pink background, he wanted to take a photo since I kind of looked like I could be on safari anyway:

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Who knew the rare zebra elephant roamed so close to Lake Michigan?

I immediately flashed on my dream with the pink bedspreads and all the dramatic zebras, but I didn’t realize until later in the day how much 6/26/2020 dream bleedthrough the day had already been bringing. Continue reading

Astro Butterfly ~ 1001 Nights

I’m posting the link to this Astro Butterfly post because a) May 22 is my birthday; b) this New Moon occurs right between my natal Sun and Mercury; and c) I had a beautiful dream about Scheherazade from One Thousand and One Nights, on the night of May 13, right as Venus went Retrograde. That’s a triple whammy sync among many other syncs, so I assume this is a significant New Moon, for me, as well as others. Here’s the link.

Door Number 21: The Hermit Portal

I finished painting this portal on May 14, 2020, right around the time Jupiter went retrograde. I needed to wait for paint and glue to dry, but mostly, I needed better light for photographing it. Michigan rivals the Pacific Northwest sometimes! I love the gloomy days, but they don’t make for good indoor photographs. This “door” has been knocking on my subconscious for months. I thought I’d begin the weekend of March 29th, tapping into the world’s pandemic “hermit” mode; however, when the world goes crazy, I get busy. I’ve had so many sessions that I didn’t even start working on it until the week of May 4th.

As usual with these portals, astrological timing superseded my own plans. May 4, 2020 marked the actual crossquarter day of Beltane, when the Sun crosses 15 degrees Taurus. Beltane is a fire and purification festival, and also one of two key times the trooping faeries change residence — the other being Samhain, on or near Halloween. Even before I knew much about astrology, the doors — literal then, now sometimes canvas with painted doors — either featured astrological signatures or began or finished on key dates like Easter Sunday or Pentecost. This Hermit portal is Door Number 21:

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The bottom isn’t crooked like it looks. I just can’t get it to photograph or crop right on my phone. The bottom and right edges are gray and the darker blue. The lighter blue is the wall behind it in my office. For some reason, whenever I try to photograph doors or canvases, something weird happens with the angles. By now, I’m used to it, but just to clarify, the portal itself ends with the gray rock and dark blue sky. Continue reading

Time Dreams and a Podcast

I wanted to bring attention to Ann Kreilkamp’s ARKCroneCast Updates, her new podcast available to Patreon subscribers. The subscription levels are only $5, $10 or $20 per month, well worth it, imho. Ann brings over 40 years as an astrologer, plus 77 years of extraordinary living. I especially enjoyed her latest, Number 11, called “Trust.” She discusses this theme in context of Saturn and Pluto types of trust, and I found it perfectly synchronized with this morning’s dreams.

I left those dreams as a comment on her site, but I’ll share them here, too. I highly recommend this podcast to anyone feeling a huge disparity between right and left brain messages. I know many people keep receiving vivid dreams and visions that seem so real, yet so unrelated to current life circumstances. Ann’s podcast shares different levels of trust, and why this theme seems so “up” right now for so many. (Hint: Saturn and Pluto, though not exactly conjunct, remain super close in Capricorn.)

Anyway, here’s my comment, and here’s the link to CroneCast 11:

Great podcast!

Synchronously, before listening to this, two dreams this morning featured “Time” as a topic, including a wall of dozens of circular clocks, all synchronized, all being kept warm by a “hot plate wall” behind them. The message was one I keep getting, “high vibe and filled with life force energy,” a theme that keeps showing up in dreams about death, mud or dusty wreaths filled with seeds. This particular dream implied that we could “eat Time” and that this time banquet was being prepared and kept warm by amazing cosmic time chefs who knew exactly when and how to serve the right moments as a feast.

In the prior dream, I was in a clothing store, second story, somewhere in Idaho. The female clerk told me that in order to find what I wanted, I needed to cross the street. I went downstairs and began to cross the street, which turned into an intimidatingly wide street.

I crossed at a crosswalk, but the light went through several cycles as I made my way across the street. I was wearing high heeled, intricately carved wooden shoes, which I realized I could not continue to walk in. I took them off, and my bare feet couldn’t continue walking on this road, either. I was already in the middle of the road with cars on both sides. I dropped to my knees, kneeling, and “walking” on my knees across the street.

I worried that no one could see me so low to the ground, that I would get run over. Then I realized that none of the drivers of the cars seemed to notice the lights had changed. Time had either slowed down or stopped for them while I made my way — safely — across the street. When I arrived at the other store, traffic resumed. The store had exactly what I wanted, even though I didn’t know I was looking for it. I left wearing the new clothes.

I love your mantra at the end: “Let the tide carry me, whether it goes in or out.” I think I’ll adopt that one, too. So many Plutonian dreams this past few months! My goodness, it’s Pluto central … with Saturn thrown in trying to stop the tide. 🙂 Thank you.

A Scarab Dream, Leap Year, and Synchronous Bugs

My dreams continue their heightened symbols and messages. Last night I awoke from one with the phrase “Venus Square Pluto” in my head. I assumed it meant something from a natal chart, synastry or transit, but I got up and did as I always do when I awake with a particular phrase. I ran an online search and opened the first link. Almost every time I do that, the first link features key information that answers a question or underscores an earlier message.

In this case, the first link said, “Venus Square Pluto February 28, 2020.” I’ve had a number of recent dreams and synchronicities around “leap,” “Leap Year Day” and February 29, 2020. Having a phrase link to a date within 24 hours of that timeframe jumped out at me as a major synchronicity.

I fell back asleep and dreamed a convoluted, highly coded dream that featured symbols specific to me and possibly related to the first dream’s date. At the very end of that dream, a huge scarab beetle superimposed itself onto my dream “screen.” It looked like a movie where the camera zooms in on just one image for effect. Knowing that Carl Jung coined the phrase “synchronicity” after the appearance of a scarab beetle that echoed the scarab jewelry in a client’s just-described dream, this scarab beetle zoom seemed like an announcement: “Pay attention! Synchronicity is in effect.”

I wrote up both dreams in my dream journal and then continued to ponder implications in my regular journal. When I began journaling, I noticed a stinkbug creeping along the line between wall and ceiling. Michigan has a stinkbug infestation, and we get stinkbugs in our house sometimes. They like to come in through our fireplace. When they get low enough, I catch them with a plastic cup and piece of manila folder, then send them flying outside. They’re annoying, but harmless, just creeping along.

At one point, I listed several questions in my journal, kind of asking for confirmation of my interpretation. Just at that moment, the stinkbug dropped to the ground. I thought, “Mr. Stinkbug, you’ve made this rather easy,” and caught him in the cup. He didn’t move at all, and I thought he might have dropped dead at that very moment. I threw him outside. Instead of flying away, he plopped on his back in the snow.

Odd. Stinkbugs and scarabs are both types of beetles.

I continued journaling, then looked up various symbols in my dream. At some point, I thought to reblog a post today, not knowing which one. I typed in “leap year” and the following post came up: “Happy (Quantum) Leap Year!” I originally blogged it on February 29, 2012 and reblogged it on February 5, 2014. That means I can’t reblog it again, but when I reread the post, it seemed oddly related to today’s dreams and sync’s. More bugs — in this case bees, an infinity symbol, Runes, as well as more death and life imagery. My dreams, visions and synchronicities continue to feature a theme of Life in Death — a theme that seems highly charged and related to the ongoing close conjunction of Saturn and Pluto. I had completely forgotten about this potent dream. Here’s the original post from Leap Year Day 2012:

Happy Quantum Leap Year!

I awoke this morning from a dream in which I identified the Hagalaz Rune to a former college professor of mine. He had begun to show me his latest research, found in a rare book with an ornate Hagalaz on the left page and a “picture” of an infinity sign made of bees on the other side. I put picture in quotes, because the bees buzzed around, keeping the infinity sign in living, breathing motion. “That’s Hagalaz!” I said to the professor, “Do you know what that means?!” I stared, transfixed by the bees, watching how their energy engaged the Rune, making it, too, seem to dance upon the page. Continue reading

Ringing in a New Decade and a New Earth

I’ve had so many potent dreams — even more so than usual. A recent one, I called “Nurture Tenderness,” involved “six agreements” whose enactment would bring in the New Earth frequencies. The first of those agreements was “Nurture Tenderness.” I decided to share a little more here as we close out 2019 and enter 2020, because Tania mentioned how my dream reminded her of Lee Harris’ 2020 Energy Forecast, recorded 12/12/19, but which she just posted today. He, too, lists six themes, which coincide with so many of my recent dreams. From Lee’s YouTube channel:

Themes discussed in the 2020 Energy Forecast include:

BLINDING CLARITY (Intuition/Truths + Truth-Telling/Mental Re-arrangement)

RISE OF LOVE THROUGH DEATH AWARENESS (The death of people/relationships/animals/nature/systems)

COLLABORATION AND TEAMS (The Upswing of people coming together to collaborate and work with each other)

GROUNDING VIA NATURE (The technology take-off/distraction of attention being leveled through Nature but also Natural Disasters/Loss and local events)

CREATIVITY AT HIGH SPEED (Faster than ever creative endeavors – with less internal resistance and more need/embrace in the outside world)

HEART HEALING (Conflict Energy showing up as a trigger for heart healing/the rise of emotional awareness and the need for more people to lead in the realms of heart healing, mindfulness and emotional intelligence)

His video clocks in at 1 hour 11 minutes, and you can watch it here:

Lee’s list summarizes my past four months of extremely intense and often quickly validated, precognitive dreams. I’ve also experienced what I can only describe as “spontaneous rituals,” where life creates such elaborate synchronicities that they feel like planned rituals, dripping in lush symbolism, with a beginning, middle and end. I am not the same person I was before encountering these journeys, most of which feature over-the-top womb, birth, and death symbolism. Here’s a photo from an exhibit called “The Womb,” by artist Rebecca Louise Law, at Meijer Sculpture Gardens:

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My experience inside this corridor and womb (made of nearly one million dried flowers) was so personal that I don’t feel led to share it here. Entering the floral womb in the center, with a loud heartbeat over just imperceptible music, and all that fragrance triggered an inner rebirth that then continued to spill forth throughout the day, in synchronicities with my exact birth time, first breath and finding a perfectly hidden, (yet intuitively revealed to me and then validated) dead coyote in half-frozen sand sculptures on the edge of Lake Michigan’s waves. Just before sunset. On the Eve of Winter Solstice. I’m still unpacking the entire day’s events. Too personal and interwoven with synchronicity overloads to share more here.

In my same dream that featured the party/class sharing the six agreements to facilitate living on the New Earth, there was another part of the dream that involved sniffing a “really stinky navel.” It was actually my own navel, but the stinky navel brought a big grin and was “OK, because it can give birth.” The really stinky navel had something to do with Cosmic Rebirth. It smelled of deep Earth and ozone — extremely pungent, green moss and fertile soil.

Another dream featured special boxes that could “rejuvenate very old people” if delivered to the correct address, which was “20 Virgo.” Besides a personal meaning to me, I find it fascinating that the Dane Rudhyar Sabian Symbol for 20 Virgo invokes a New World collective journey:

PHASE 170 (VIRGO 20°): A CARAVAN OF CARS HEADED TO THE WEST COAST.

KEYNOTE: The need of cooperative effort in reaching any “New World” of experience.

It is difficult to know, from the original formulation of the clairvoyant’s vision, the type of caravan of cars that was visualized; what seems to be clearly implied is a process in which a group of persons are journeying together — thus linking their consciousnesses and energies (the “car” symbol) — in order to safely reach the goal of destiny. Here there is no longer any sense of competition, but an ordered and structured endeavor.

At this last stage of the five-fold sequence the past is entirely left behind; men cooperate in the great “adventure in consciousness” in a TOTALIZATION OF PURPOSE AND EFFORT.

In order to deliver the rejuvenating boxes to 20 Virgo, “I had to crawl out of this dirt floor passageway with the boxes intact, then down another ladder and try to find the right location where the people were, who needed reviving.” (I’m quoting from today’s dream journal entry.)

“On the way, there was a display with all sorts of stories made out of tiny seeds. People kept asking me if this was the story they heard in their youth, but how would I know that? I just guessed sometimes yes, sometimes no. The colored seeds in transparent vertical boxes were like the book covers.” (Everything was arranged like a library, and each seed contained an entire story, each vertical glass holder appeared as a book with thousands of seeds making up the images of the book covers.) “Time was running a little short, and I needed to get to the 20 Virgo, which was now an address.”

I don’t have exact interpretations of these dreams, but the symbols seem over the top and not just relevant to me.

On a recent walk, I silently asked if I could and should trust what I’ve been shown as the new coming in. I immediately noticed a feather on the ground. I walked past the feather, then heard, “Turn around. Pick it up. That was for you.” Before turning around, I felt/knew “It’s an owl feather.” Sure enough, it appears to be so. Its edges have the special fringe that allows for silent flight. As I continued my walk, a solitary stag with medium sized antlers walked slowly across the road in front of me.

This morning’s sunrise came between very low and very high, dark thick clouds, initiating between these layers a long, horizontal rainbow. I wasn’t sure what, if anything, to share as we close out this decade, but this seems just right.

Love, Blessings and Happy New Year!

Laura

Ann Kreilkamp ~ From death throes to birth pains: Saturn/Pluto detonates cardinal structures

Some additional context from me (Laura) first:

I’ve been sensing chthonic, subconscious, magical, eruptive, primal, regenerative Pluto rooting around and doing something with my natal Saturn. I’ve also long felt that this January 2020 conjunction between Saturn and Pluto at 22-23 Capricorn would somehow be a “direct hit” on my chart. Until yesterday, the aspect eluded me, though. No “major” aspects get triggered, since my Saturn’s in Gemini, while Pluto’s in Capricorn.

Pluto (and Saturn) have been transiting my 5th house of pleasure/creativity/children/private relationships, and I’ve been getting loads of dream downloads and synchronicities about how my 5th house impacts my 10th house (career/public life), which includes my natal Sun, Mercury, Venus and Saturn, in that order. The recent messages have been grinding and relentless (Pluto) — but also with a sense of fun/creativity (5th house) and everything getting upgraded (Saturn) and properly placed in proper timing (Saturn). With Saturn as Father Time and Pluto as Lord of the Underworld, precise synchronicities linked to my subconscious are really outdoing themselves!

As so often happens when an aspect I sense energetically goes exact, I discovered that transiting Pluto at 21 degrees 04′ Capricorn is currently inconjunct aka quincunx my 21 degrees 04′ Gemini Saturn. The Saturn/Pluto conjunction will occur within 1-2 degrees of my natal Saturn. In other words, my energetic sense was accurate. I just didn’t think to look at inconjunctions. Some astrologers consider this a major aspect, while most consider it minor. I would call it major for me at this time. It’s also an aspect concerned with integration. The signs involved have nothing in common but need to learn to work together — quite a metaphor for our political world right now! Continue reading

Weekend Getaway: Haunted Tunnels, Bigfoot, UFOs, Hemingway and Fall Colors Galore

Happy Samhain and Celtic New Year!

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David and I made another getaway to Traverse City, our second year going the weekend before Halloween. This time we also explored further north to Charlevoix and Petoskey. I saved this recap for today, because it contains so many spooky and Halloween-type details. Usually, Traverse City is my happy place. I love how I feel with so much water around, and even before our first trip there, I sensed a kind of vortex energy due to the sheer number of Reiki Master Teachers who live there. I don’t know where I first saw evidence of the concentration of RMTs, but to me the high number in a relatively small town seemed significant. I’ve referred to Traverse City as the Sedona of Michigan.

For this trip, David cooked up a different itinerary than our normal TC jaunts. On our last trip there, two different people mentioned “The Commons,” a combination of high end condos, low income housing, elder community and shops — all in the renovated Traverse City State Hospital. Both people marveled at how you’d never know it was a former insane asylum, and one of them claimed to be as sensitive to energies as I am. She said she went on a tour and couldn’t believe how they “got rid of the energetic residue.” Continue reading

Precognitive Blues, Part One: Dreams, Warnings and Blessings

The title and topic of this blog post have been rolling around in my dreams and waking life for several weeks. Whenever I’ve tried to change the title, I get a “No,” and so far, whenever I’ve considered sitting down to write this piece, I hear, “Not yet.” Until today. Apparently, today’s the day. It strikes me that the process I just described illustrates much of what this post will cover.

Idea/insight. No, don’t change the title, but you can add a subtitle. No, not yet. Not YET. NOT YET. …. No, no, Now!

Because I write about precognitive dreams and work with so many people who’ve had brain injuries and/or Lyme disease, I have a fair number of psychic clients, too. Precognitive dreams and related topics arise in sessions, and people feel grateful they’re not the only one. Some of my clients work as professional intuitives, others could but haven’t gained confidence yet, or their life path involves using intuitive skills in different ways. Whatever the career or path, though, an influx of seemingly precognitive messages tends to disrupt the present.

On the one hand, people appreciate a Cosmic Heads Up. On the other hand, “future memories,” premonitions, timely warnings and extreme time bending complicate ordinary life, even while trying to simplify it.

If loved ones or coworkers live only in linear time, then becoming “unstuck in time” threatens not just your, but also their sense of “reality.” Few people let their sense of reality go without a fight. I don’t recommend these, but traumatic brain injury and/or lightning strikes are two of the most effective ways to become unstuck in time. There are easier, slower ways, but TBI and lightning seem to fast track the process. I also find extreme precognition in war veterans and people who suffered childhood sexual abuse. The death of a loved one or other foundation shattering trauma at an early age also seems to trigger precognitive abilities.

Despite its complications, precognition offers many advantages — especially for people with a very insistent life path or mission. In my opinion and experience, it pays to learn to work with this process, because it seems to happen anyway. Like it or not, the rules and perspective of life operate in different ways for precog people. I find the Cosmic Heads Up intends to help, comfort and prepare. Some people try to numb out with alcohol, drugs or nonstop trauma drama, but this loss of control seems to increase and intensify the messages until Something throws them from the Tower for a chance to start again.

Rider-Waite-Smith Tower Card from the Tarot

Not all precognitive dreams and synchronicities are bad. William Butler Yeats’ favorite Tarot card was actually the Tower Card, because it offered so much creative potential and a chance for rebirth. We tend to fight change — even positive change — because the familiar feels more comfortable. When we sense we need to change and grow, we often underestimate the degree. That’s probably by design, because if we knew everything we needed to release before we have the new in place, we would feel temporarily untethered. Feeling untethered, unmoored, and unhinged precedes a breakthrough, but this stage of breakthrough often feels like breakdown.

Since strong emotions tend to trigger precognitive awareness, the Cosmic Heads Up often brings “negative” awareness, but we can also invite insights into upcoming opportunities. I’ve written a lot about changing timelines, and a Cosmic Heads Up can help us to choose the most optimal future, based on extra awareness of likely trajectories or unalterable events. Carl Jung said, “Whatever is not made conscious will be experienced as fate.” I find that obvious after 18 years working as a medical intuitive. But Jung also said something a little more difficult to swallow: “Free will is doing gladly and freely that which one must do.” Continue reading

Book Review ~ Hidden Experience, by Mike Clelland

“Hidden Experience: collected writings from ten years of blogging 2009-2019,” by Mike Clelland, shares “the strange challenges of otherworldly contact, where confronting the darkest unknowns can ultimately lead to transformation.” The supposed theme of this book is a question about UFO abduction, but really, the question could be any huge, foundation-shattering and life-altering realization triggered by dreams, confusing events, and truly uncanny coincidences.

As the posts and years go by, Mike wrestles with existential crises, clinical depression, and deep inner healing. We follow the development of close soul friendships, as well as the loss of friends through death. We see how Mike’s public grappling with personal trauma and the Big Questions opens doors for others to share their stories, too. And we see how some relationships break rather than expand into larger implications. These are universal human experiences on the path of self discovery — told in an intimate, vulnerable way, often in real time.

Full disclosure: I know Mike Clelland, because he spent years interviewing me for a chapter in his “Stories from the Messengers” book and more recently for “The Unseen” podcast. Although I know Mike and consider his work a sacred path, I do not follow his blog. I check in once in awhile, but for me much of this material was new. It doesn’t read in chronological blog order. Rather, he thematically collates the posts and includes comments and updates from across the years. He also shares his own 2019 take on earlier experiences, revealing how the meanings of synchronicities, relationships and mysterious events can unfold and change across time.

The time looping and spiral journey nature of this book also models a process for embracing the “little things” that connect us to the Great Mystery, and to each other. By sharing so many of his own specific memories, details, timestamps, and experiences, Mike taps into the universal. Though true, the book kind of reads like an epistolary novel. My favorite parts are the hypnosis transcripts, his eulogies, and especially the passages about his friendship with the late Mac Tonnies. A tension between mind and heart runs throughout, yet despite the struggle, his heart keeps shining.

The Introduction begins with Joseph Campbell’s quote: “We must be willing to let go of the life we planned so as to have the life that is waiting for us.” In the Conclusion, Mike says, “Recently, someone asked me how my life has changed because of these experiences. I thought for a moment and said, ‘I now live in a magical universe.’ I meant that, I see reality as something much richer and more mysterious than I could have ever conceived.” The final page of the book echoes a vivid dream of Mike’s from 2012, posted on his 50th birthday. In all bold letters, it says: “Follow your heart.”

“Hidden Experience” is about the spiritual journey and continuing to find the courage to walk it — one step or quantum leap at a time. Highly recommended!