A house is a home: Where the Spirit Lies.


Many of you are familiar with Jennifer Shelton. She’s the awesome woman behind all the fabulous stuff over at FemCentral The Virtual Institute for Women.  She works as an editor, writer, and webmaster. She is an astrologer and teaches undergraduate, online classes in global cultures for Franklin University. Jennifer is  also a freelance writer and a mom,  and is currently working on a book about Suffragist Lucy Burns.

Jennifer came to me a couple of weeks ago with succinct dreams about “houses”.  Recurring dreams happen often when we really need to pay attention to something really important.  Dreammoods.com state:

“Recurring dreams are quite common and are often triggered by a certain life situation, transitional phase in life or a problem that keeps coming back again and again. These dreams may recur daily, once a week, or once a month. Whatever the frequency, there is little variation in the dream content itself.”

“The frequent repetition of such dreams forces you to pay attention and confront the dream. It is desperately trying to tell you something.  Such dreams are often nightmarish or frightening in their content, which also helps you to take notice and pay attention to them.”

Jennifer noted, that in most of the following dreams, she felt “panicky”.  Obviously, her dreams are really asking her to pay attention.  As you will see below.

The Dreams:

Dream 1:

My son  and I were out and about, and we run into my friend. He goes home with her to play with her kids, and I return to my house. After a while, I realize that I don’t know when or where to pick up my son and that I don’t have my friend’s phone number. I start to panic a little, when she pulls into my driveway with him. She said she wanted to see my house. Then, we both notice that down at the far corner of my land (I have an acre), people have set up chairs and decorations for a party. I am LIVID. No one asked me about it, although, if they had, I wouldn’t have minded. I run down to the corner and start dismantling all the stuff. I see a bunch of bottle rockets laid out and pick them up and break them. One neighbor sees me and gets mad.

Dream 2:

My son  is over at a friend’s house playing. We have just moved into a much smaller place, not much bigger than a camper. I miss our old house. The mother of my son’s  friend has told me that her family is moving, and she offers to give me some of her old furniture. I realize that I don’t know what time to pick my son up from his “play date.” About that time, he comes home.

Dream 3:

I wander into the “wing” of my house that I always forget about (there is no “wing” in real life). I see that it’s been decorated and furnished. The guy who did all this work on my house is still there. I thank him for everything and say that maybe I’ll spend more time in that area now. And, I ask why he’d spend so much money on a house he doesn’t own. He replies, “oh, now that I’ve spent all this money on your house, I’ll be suing you to get ownership.”

Dream 4:

I look out the front door and see a saber tooth tiger sitting in the street. It looks cartoonish, like the one on Ice Age. I open the door and quickly get all my cats to come in the house. A strange cat comes in with them. And, I also see two baby, black bears. I pick them up and notice how soft and cuddly they are. I bring them in the house and try to figure out what to do with them. While deciding, they burrow under some clothes on my floor. Very playful. I figure I will have to call Animal Services for help. Then, I look out my front door, and a very large bear is looking in. I assume it’s the cubs’ mother. But, the tiger is right behind her, and they start to fight. Next thing I know, my door is partly open, and the tiger is partly in my house. I get behind the door and with much physical effort, get it to shut. I relock and bolt it. But, that doesn’t work! The weight of the bear and tiger keep making the door open. So, I get furniture and place it on front the door. Dream ends.

The Interpretation

In dream 1 and 2. I feel it is safe to say that your son represents your “inner child” or “new project” which is your pride and joy!  In both dreams, you seem to panic over the fact that you have maybe neglected some aspect of your “inner child” or “project” and this scares you.  

You allow your son to leave and play, which leads me to believe that you trust this project or your inner child, and yet you are “panicky” because you feel you do not know how or where to pick him up?  Do you feel, in your life now, that something has been “left out” which you feel needs tending to?  (money, job out of the house)

In dream 1, your friend, asks to see your house.  In all these dreams, I am sure your house represents safety, comfort and security.. but it also goes deeper that.

Your neighbors come and think they can have a “party” on your lawn without your permission.. Who are they to tramp all over your “property”.. and come without being invited.  I guess this relates to what you were saying in the group, where neighbors and friends do not think it is “wise” to think you can make money solely on FemCentral

Now that I think about it.. Femcentral being your brainchild.. your son you must provide for .. it makes much sense your son represents this.. It is clear to me now.

I think your friend represents the curiosity side you have about you.  You are curious to go deeper into your house (which represent your basic needs and security) Could also be the curiosity to dig deeper into your “house” of spirit. (faith)

Those bottle rockets you crash.. you are livid that some people are treading on personal space.  I think you are releasing negative energy in your dreams.  It is that simple. Plus, I feel that if people would kindly ask you about his “project” you would be really happy to talk about it.

The neighbor being angry may represent those who do not believe in what you are doing.. or that side of you (EGO) that needs busting!

Dream 2

You move into a smaller house.. feeling constrained I am sure.  Do you feel undervalued in some way?  The fact that your son is out again, leads me to believe the same thing is happening here that you were experiencing in dream 1, but this time he returns on his own. A few minutes of faith, and you would have been blown away!  Because your son will always return.

You miss your comfort and sanctuary, which makes sense to me more now that you explained this in our conversation.  What can you do now in your life to bring back that sense of security?

Dream 3

Renovated room.  There is a room in you, some part of you that maybe you “forgot about”  (I think this room represents a part of you spirit) that was improved and decorated.. and you are willing to spend more time there now that you have discovered its beauty.. (was it an ugly place before?)  What does it represent to you?  

A male did this work for you (male side?) and now he wants to take it away?  AHA! I just got it.. you the yang.. Built this room, and you the yang, wants to “OWN” it!! Get it!! OWN Femcentral.. OWN that this is your life purpose.. OWN IT!! OWN IT OWN IT!! It is not a negative thing, its something you choose to accept now.  And the book research too!

The wing may also represent the need for a wider perspective.

Dream 4

Dream 4 was a bit more tricky because there are many animals in there. So I did a bit of research.

Cats:Cats in dreams represent feminine power. Cats also deal with esoteric knowledge, and spiritual guardianship. White cats represent hightened spiritual awareness. Black cats signify hidden secrets or hidden powers within the dreamer. Wild cats encourage us to exercise our will power more. Tame cats indicate a place of comfort in our lives. See Cat (domestic) symbolism here.
Bears:Bears are symbols of calm, stoic strength. Bears also indicate a time of introspection. If you are dreaming of a bear sleeping or hibernating, this is a message to do a little soul searching before you present an idea to the world. If a bear is chasing you, this means you are avoiding a big issue in your life, and it is time to deal with it. If the bear is standing up, this is a sign you need to defend your beliefs. More bear symbolism here.

I see the saber toothed tiger as a wildcat and tiger. The tiger represents feminine power.   It is, according to Avia’s site, a solar animal representing sun, summer and fire.  God of Wealth and safekeeper.

So why is the Mama Bear fighting with the saber tooth?  Defending your rights against the God of wealth?

Are they there to protect or take away your feminine power?  This I think you should look more into with the information I have provided.  This part is up to you to figure out, we can discuss.

Jen’s Response

For  the bear versus Tiger – I’m scared that following my dream/intuition will hurt my son  in some way. You know, it’s all well and good to risk my personal economic livelihood but I have my child  to take care of too!  Or thinking that i can’t possibly make enough money to survive without a “real” job?  Thank you so much. The interpretations were brilliant as always!

Do you have a recurring dream you want to share?  Post it below in the comment section.  For more info about me and how you can receive a dream interpretation from me click here and here.  Thank you! 

 

 

I Grasp!


“Do not be afraid of tomorrow; for God is already there.”  

~Author Unknown

Writing candidly about my depression has been a release for me.  I am able to share, not only my successes, but the journey of recovery while I’m ‘in it’!  In other words, the good, the bad and the darn ugly!

Yesterday, I had a long conversation with God in my journal.  I told him all my worries, and finally asked God to take them!  I can’t carry the burden alone.. I wont.. I refuse to feel crushed by the thoughts which run through my mind.

So in the end of our “conversation”  God told me

“Let me take care of this Kim.  Relax.  Take a walk. Go forth.”  

So.. go forth I went.. this was yesterday..

This morning.. inspiration came in the form of poetry:

I Grasp!

Waking up at 5 am;

Soaked in raging waters;

searching frantically for a lifeboat.

Finding comfort in shallow waters

My feet are on the sandy shore.

I breathe.

Silence is calling me;

I hear the distance

Quiet, crackling, a song!

Intricate details emerge all around me..

Light, texture, beauty come forth.

I am aware!

The presence surrounds me

for a fleeting moment.

I grasp on so tight my fingers hurt..

bathing in silence.

Raging waters emerge anew…

Yet I walk..

knowing I can

knowing…

the presence fo the Universe will come to me

again…

and again….

and again..

How I made the world stop by creating a halt.


“If you want to reach a state of bliss, then go beyond your ego and the internal dialogue. Make a decision to relinquish the need to control, the need to be approved, and the need to judge. Those are the three things the ego is doing all the time. It’s very important to be aware of them every time they come up.” ~Deepak Chopra

 

Can everyone just be quiet?!

Almost 2 years ago, in November 2009, I felt the world seemingly crashing down on me. I had an episode in the shower, which led to other health issues I needed to sort out, I wasn’t well in my body, my spirit felt broken… I felt I needed an umbrella to protect me from the falling sky, yet with every gust of wind, my protection kept on flipping upside down.

Lets go back a couple of years. In 2008 things at home where not going as planned, my relationship was taking a turn for the worst, my son was bullied at school, and I had this huge sense of always feeling overwhelmed. What was keeping me going that year, was my work. I would literally escape there.. I loved the school I was in and the kids I was teaching. However, slowly I felt the trickling of wear and tear of my home life seeping in, as the tears would start to show up there too!

In 2009, I took “the teaching contract from hell”.   I was burning out. My excitement of starting in a new school took the wayside as every eraser, pen, pencil in class was being thrown at me. These kids were NOT like the kids I was used to and I felt like I was thrown in with the sharks! No wonder I was about to fall… somehow by constantly yelling at the Universe “STOP I want to get off this damn ride” I created an opportunity to do so.

How do I love thee? Let me count the stops…

Since, March 2010.. I have almost been at a complete halt. I was put on sick leave, for a few weeks (again after being on sick leave from December to January, and began 2010 as a substitute teacher. That was when I decided I was going to think of ME and take the calls I really needed to take and leave the rest. I decided that 2011 was the year to get well and be selfish. It was the year to STOP, get off, lay low, shoot the breeze.. You get the picture.

So I put everything on pause and said:

“Wait a effin’ minute here! I matter, I’m sick and about to explode so I am taking a break” “Whomever doesn’t like what I am doing can go….. Well can go FLUFF UP A GUM TREE!”

This morning…I was reading Jo Anna Rothman’s blog post: (for some reason WordPress will not let me link to Jo Anna’s blog.  I will add the link at the end of this post.. thanks)

How I fell in love with my life

She was saying how she began courting herself as she not longer wanted to feel crappy:  she created an opening…  she states:

“I paid attention to my needs. My wants. My desires.”

That is all we have to do right?  And so it is…

Well guess what? This summer I courted myself. At first, I felt guilty, lazy, dumb, selfish (in a bad way) and spoiled.. All the names you would call a couch potato. Although I would have preferred a spot beside a willow tree, I set up an office on my trusty couch; where I kept my journals, my online friendships, all here in my laptop, on my couch, in my office. I did my spiritual work, my blogging, my dream interpretations. I was (and still am) actually BUILDING something. The kids visit me here, and I close the lappy if they need my time and my attention.. Even my dogs joined in the fun!

Now, if you haven’t stopped reading because you think I’m a crackpot, let me explain. I still washed dishes, cooked dinner, cleaned house (sort of lol) took care of teen crises, loved, tucked in , laughed and played. However, most of the time the need to just be, to be quiet and alone was greater. The need to connect, to write, to draw, to listen, to read, to analyse, to discover, to reflect, to rest… was way more important than continuing the cycle I was on. The pendulum had to swing completely to the right from the left to come back in the middle.

This is where I am at NOW! Yesterday, for the first time in a long time, I felt good, and the feeling was almost foreign to me. I felt relaxed, uninterrupted by my mind, my thoughts or my fears. I held on being in that vortex for as long as I could. Today I feel the same…. Yet I am not going to JUMP off my couch and run the marathon. This time.. I am going to break out slowly. The amazing circle of friends I have met online, has really encouraged me to spend less time online. When I log back on, I know they are still there. I don’t feel like I’ve missed anything.. On the contrary, going back online hours later is filled with more discoveries. Also, I connect more with myself, I don’t delve into the internet to escape from what I am feeling.

My Life is My Creation

So even if my soon to be X was concerned all summer that I did absolutely nothing, and I am sure others were worried.. I did something important that not everyone will understand.. And that’s ok with me! I would be worried if I didn’t have the urge to get up anymore… but I do!! I needed this time desperately and finally I was able to listen to what my mind, my spirit and my body needed.

Now my body needs excercise and good healthy food. My mind needs for me to keep up on not taking it so seriously, my spirit needs to continue to fall in love with myself.

This time, I’ll know to take short breaks in between and not procrastinate when I hear my senses calling. I’ll know when to say “Yes I can” and be comfortable saying “No thanks I cannot”. I know when to stop and when to go.. When to laugh and when to cry.. And know when it rains its ok to get wet.. And when its sunny.. Sometimes you can get burned. The signs are there.. All in balance.. One baby step at a time.

Jo Anna’s blog could be found here:

http://www.receivingproject.com/how-i-fell-in-love-with-my-life

Hidden


Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves like locked rooms and like books that are written in a very foreign tongue. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps you will find them gradually, without noticing it, and live along some distant day into the answer. ~Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet

 

 

The dream

The dreamer here wanted me to clarify what I think she already knew herself.  However, in dream interpretations, we can uncover things the dreamer may have missed.  The dreamer wishes to remain anon. 

So, last night, I had a dream about finding a room in my house that I didn’t know existed. I do that a lot (for years, actually) and I know that generally it’s about discovering new talents or repressed areas of yourself. This time, however, for the FIRST time, there was a person in the room. A teenage girl. I asked how she’d been surviving – food, etc She was sneaking food out of my kitchen when I wasn’t home. This girl was quite immature but very sexual. She had also been sneaking a boy into the room, and they were having sex. I was concerned, asking her about birth control, etc. I treated her like a daughter.

 I know she represents the sexual, and perhaps the creative, part of me. But, I’ll refrain from my full interpretation b/c, I’d love a “cold reading” of it from you, when you get the chance. I don’t want to influence your take on it. Thank you!!!

 

The Interpretation

I love secret room dreams. I think they are so amazing! To me they are, yes, you said it: discovering a hidden part of ourselves, whether it be a talent, a yearning, or something repressed.

This girl, who you say was hiding in there, felt like a daughter to you. So I would imagine she represents your inner child. This inner child is sneaking around doing things (like sex) that in the real world would be taboo to her, so she hides instead. The sexual part, I imagine and again you are right, is probably the creative energy, but also the energy you are using now to speak your truth while working on your new project.

Also, you want to give her tools to protect herself: i.e. birth control. Which in turn, maybe you feel you may need while you are on this path. Not birth control, however, a feeling that you will be protected for speaking that truth, for using your inner voice. Get it? J

You may have a fear of other’s judging you right now.. So, subconsciously, your VOICE I imagine is “taboo” in the eyes of the inner child for fear of losing someone or something important if they found out what you really think. (maybe family, some friends, or followers?) What do you think?

Secret Rooms and Hidden Passageways

In this dream, the dreamer was accurate in describing the hidden rooms in dreams equal a hidden or repressed part of ourselves. Sometimes these dreams also help us delve into a darker area of our subconscious. There is nothing more exhilarating than finding a hidden room in a dream.. In my experience, it is a feeling I rarely feel in my waking life. Like a deep discovery full of wonder and awe.. But sometimes, if the rooms are hidden in a dark and dreary place, the dream can have a whole new meaning.

Have you even experienced a ‘hidden room’ dream? How did you feel? Tell me in the comment section below.

 

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Happy Dreaming!

…and the winner is!!!


We are wired to be successful if we follow the path of our North Node, so the Universe will keep throwing opportunities at us that lead us down that path. If we refuse to go, though, out of fear or a desire to stay comfortable, we become
miserable. –Jennifer Shelton

Yesterday and today I had record views of my blog, in total 70 of you clicked on the link on FB or Twitter and although only 17 of you voted.  I am very very very happy with the results.

It was 50/50 between Northward Bound and Muse In The Valley so I decided to keep both.  I really think these titles are appropriate at this time.  I am about to embark on a totally different path.. Something I have not tried before.  It may seem the same to some at first, however, I know that what I have been fighting in the past is persisting in my life.

I have a circle of sisters I really need to thank.  You know who you are 🙂  Stay with me though.. I’m pretty scared and it’s a long walk to the valley from the summit.

I hope you all visit more often, and keep in touch… because I am .. Northward Bound… Muse in the Vally!

Authenticity in spring cleaning – In any season


“The longest journey is the journey inward” Dag Hammarkjold

One of the main goals in soul searching, for me, was finding my authentic self.  Sarah Ban Breathnach, in her infamous book Simple Abundance, states we are at our best authentic self around age 10, right before society grabs hold of our thoughts, feelings, and values. In turn, these contaminants lead some of us to endless self-doubt and low self worth.

In order to sift through all the clutter I had accumulated in my soul, I performed rounds and rounds of spring-cleaning and this in any season. To find who I truly am, I had to sort through heartaches, disappointments, comparisons, expectations, old arguments, well.. you get the picture. I also physically took out all my old boxes and returned into my past. I created a timeline of events, of accomplishments elements I set out to accomplish, and actions, which, brought me happiness. Revisiting yourself is so worth it!

It was, I must admit, a very challenging task, yet a task, which led me to discover a most fascinating person: ME! A person I had forgotten so much; yet a person I had remembered so much.

This past month, I have been spring-cleaning again. What I have learned over the years is: The cleaning does not take as long as it used to, and I remember very quickly my authenticity. At 45, I have no time to wear a mask! I refuse to be anyone else.

I am the fire in firecracker, the crack in crackpot, and the bow in rainbow!

…. to be continued

J

Do you remember youself at 10? I do. I was bright, smily, sensitive, and idealistic. I was full of wonder, magical thoughts, and I believed in fairies. I loved to swing, eat lots of candy, and make things out of mud.

In the comment section. Describe youself at 10. I’m curious. J