Intuition and dreams

There is this psychic space within us that we can discover via paying attention, feeling and fully experiencing our dreams or having life itself show us the alignment of within and without. It is a space where there is absolutely no doubt, a space that carries all the answers and knows all the ways that you, as an individual, operate. It is unique to you in one sense, but it is also universal, as we all have this space within us. It can bring incredibly strong affirmations to us through various ways that the feeling of it is so right it can not be questioned. Notice I say feeling – that is one most important and undoubtedly correct navigation system, as I like to say, you can not unfeel what you feel or pretend you are not feeling something. To know what I mean just try not to feel something when you are feeling something. It is there and its message, history, manifestation is valid because it simply is, the way it is in the moment, in your consciousness, born out of the collection of thoughts, behaviours, histories and beliefs from your psyche. It is born out of you, the feeling that is an affirmation of something intuitive within you that comes through in various ways.

One way to receive answers and affirmations from your intuition is via dreams and again, the way to know is via how you feel on waking from your sleep. If you don’t interpret anything else, e.g. symbols, archetypes, colours in your dreams, interpret your feeling. It will be there always as something for you to know. I think many would relate to having a particular feeling after a specific dream. Some are stronger than others, some scary others uplifting – all valid, all are messengers.

I have had several of these dreams lately where there was a question of some kind that had been flowing around for some time, things I wasn’t entirely sure about and was exploring, but also was leaning towards a particular resolution. A dream would come, and affirm the answer I have been seeking, or rather knew already and the feeling on waking would be so right I would have no doubt left. The question would then clear out of my psyche and on to the next thing. I noticed this pattern of processing psychic material via intuitive knowing that manifests in dreams often for me aligned with seasons and summer, June, in particular, is one such time when dreams become an active part of my intuitive manifestations and affirming answers for myself.

Intuitive ways can be weaved into your magic/spiritual practice and in your life in general in so many ways. It is a wonderfully enriching and enlightening journey and something that, once it becomes second nature, is like nothing else in a way of feeling content, fulfilled and free. It empores and inspires one to live in a way that has always been right for you. Application and manifestation of intuitive knowing is wide. It amazes me still every day just how much can be known and achieved when working from inside out.

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Foreboding – The future of wild places

Jonna Jinton – the hostess in my dream

I had a dream last night and it went like this.

I opened my eyes and met hers. She was looking at me with piercing blue like a frost-covered morning on a bright day. I smiled. She turned her face away, as if not wanting to be there.

I was aware of the best sleep I had in ages and also knew that I travelled a long distance to be here in this place, with her.

A white linen dress clang to her slender body and she moved as lightly as a ghost would sliding from one room to another. I followed her and came into a room full of people and noise. They seemed to have been preparing for some kind of expedition. She asked me to join them, which took me by surprise and I felt a sharp sensation deep within that screamed, “Why would I go anywhere else when there is all this, here, with her?” I looked out of the window. We were in some kind of cabin, which was spacious with many rooms and I felt the warmth of the fire coming from next door. “Where is everyone going?” I said to her, as she approached me by the window. “Paris,” she said lowering her head to the ground again. She was hiding something. She didn’t look displeased dealing with the visitors to what I knew was her house, but she felt detached, not all present. “No Paris, I said. Not for me”. Groups of people crowded outside waiting for transport. They seemed impatient to get out of the place, but why would they come in the first place, I wondered. She looked over in their direction with some relief, I thought. Her body displayed anxiety and I saw an emerging smile at the prospect of them leaving.

I began to cry sitting by the window looking outside on to a wintery wilderness. A frozen lake, deep, luscious snow and tree tops in crowns of white. My heart was exploding recognising the wild within. She looked bewildered at me as if not letting herself remember or believing my feelings.

“Why all these people? What happened to your homestead? I remember it being just you here.”

She looked at me with the saddest eyes, but averted it quickly not wanting to show emotion.

“We are showing people the last wilderness.”

I knew she didn’t want to, she was forced into it. I grabbed her hand trying to show her I understood and asked if we could go outside. She didn’t move away from me and said, “Later.”

When crowds dispersed I was glad of some silence and empty places I could go and check. The rooms in the house were furnished with simple furniture, but very old. Figurines and wooden carved animals were on shelves and by bedsides. Everything was basic. I remember hearing complaints earlier from the crowd of girls, “How are we supposed to cope with these facilities. There isn’t even a toilet and we have to sleep on the floor. Did you see what we had to eat?” Dissatisfied voices echoed in me and I realised that this is the future of the wilderness tourism; people coming to see the most remote, wild places, yet wanting to be away from it from the moment they arrived. The sadness in my hostess filled me up and I went to look for her. She was already outside clearing some snow and I could see the black earth underneath. I bent down and scooped some icy blackness bringing it to my nose to smell. She smiled slightly at me and carried on in her own now lost world, in a place no longer hers.

‘De-railing’ effect in the collective

Do you feel like:

You are unable to ground whatever you try

Feeling lost, disconnected and disintegrated

In doubt of what you need and want

Seeking something constantly

Unable to find anything that helps

Values, believes and morals are being questioned in a big way

Death anxiety

Feeling anxious and vulnerable all the time

Inner child in distress or near-death situation

Unable to cope

Feeling restless and can’t focus on any one thing

Frantic feeling in the body, wanting to escape

Depressed and low

Persistent nightmares

And much more…

I have been feeling all of the above for the last two month since January began and what a shock? It feels merciless, confusing, unsettling and just unmanageable. I have been doing things I don’t normally do and on reflection it’s really striking the influence of these energies. If you are worried about this like I have been it is worth noting that these are energies, that even though expected 2019 signature, are playing out in the collective right now in a big way and it is not over yet. This year is going to be a tough one, but like all best lessons, this year’s ones will be most valuable in aiding us to move forward. Hold on tight

The hardest and incredibly strong pull and push is particularly around your realities and your spiritual or religious beliefs. If nothing else watch what happens there. Fascinating and can lead to all sorts of ‘deceiving’ outcomes.

Stay safe and well!

Keeping dreams alive

How does one keep a dream alive?

By seeing it the same over and over and every so often changing the edges of that painting that springs from a place within delighting your whole being.

Keeping something alive is imagining it moving into a state of being, solidified and present, from an idea into an actionable something. Like building a house, I suppose, brick by brick a vision materialises in raw materials. Hard to imagine at first yet through working on it, adding to it and building it up soon it begins to take shape. It makes sense why I love watching programmes where people create dreams in a way of building houses, or creating spaces for their hearts and souls to take refuge and be at one with that something special we all seek.

Dreams need to be dreamt about, they need to be thought of into action, so to speak. Two processes are at work with dreaming a dream. One is through the power of thought, faith and vision and the other through small steps, actions towards seeing it through. Life doesn’t just happen to us, we need to participate in it. ‘Simply being’ is one thing, but often life requires a certain action from us in order to move forward. Both positions are important. Dreams become reality when we keep them alive by imagining them into completion and walking towards that final image we hold dear. One day we stand in front of it and know ‘this is it’, ‘I’ve done it. I’ve dreamt it alive into a physical manifestation’. I have a dream like this myself and over the last few years it has been solidifying in my mind with various details being added to it and necessary steps becoming clearer and clearer. I am enjoying this process immensely and it keeps something bright and beautiful within me alive and breathing. It is warm and shining, cosy and grounding.

Looking ahead

With Samhain and my birthday now past my new year has officially began. As always it has not been an easy transition in the weeks coming up to this week, to my ‘birth’ and ‘re-birth’ but now things yet again and getting calm and settled and I very much look forward to things to come in my new form, now that I am here again.

On Samhain night I had the ‘big dream’. One of those dreams that come rarely and you know its effects as not only it feels big, it manifests in life big. The overall sense is of arrival, achievement and transformation at its heart.

Ahead there is winter, which I love. It’s the time of year when I come alive, my energy sores to high levels and my creativity explodes. I very much enjoy the chill and crispiness in the air and should we have snow, a lot of snow that would just be a complete blessing. Every winter I pray and wish for snow.

Today my mind turns to goals and dreams for next year. The signature for 2019 is yet to be revealed and that’s what I would normally follow from a collective, spiritual growth and evolution points of view. 2018 has been absolutely wonderful, so new, so fresh and transformative. Full of peace, love, understanding, learning and coming to a place of beautiful simplicity in all aspects. It has been about clearing, moving away from noise and zooming in even more on a few things that matter, feeding my soul and looking after my family.

All the way through the year I have been full of gratitude, relationships that truly matter and releasing the last remaining things unwanted and not needed. Simplifying, clarifying, decluttering and creative space for love, warmth and purity to come in. We have paid all our debts and have enjoyed the process of discovering and re-learning new financial ways and realising how little we all need to be content. I have loved the process so much and have felt lighter, brighter and very fulfilled. I feel I have perfectly aligned with the signature of 2018, which was clear.

Signatures normally come into my awareness towards Yule or just after and I will be talking about that just as soon as I know. For now we are in the period of things behind us and things ahead of us, like dusk or dawn, beautiful spaces in-between filled with potential.

Many blessings!