sweet dreams & take care

a hike with friends and fur babies along the grapevine trail, gila wilderness

dreams can be powerful tools.


recently, i've been exploring the world of cosmic mediums, spirit guidance, and energy medicine. these ways of understanding our internal, external, and eternal worlds address the truths that lie in our conscious and unconscious being, manifesting energy in our twitching nerves, muscles, brains; as well as the trees, grasses, sunshine and starlight that brings us our existence.

how we dream is part of that energy. dreams are not without good intention, dreams are our spirit guides' messages, which can be more or less dramatic. dreams are parts of our concious and unconcious, and are mixed with allegory and realness to give us a shudder and a shake of truth.

we've all had that dream where we wake up and say, "what just happened?" or, that dream that we can't seem to shake off, too real for its own good, and perhaps comes back to haunt us as a "deja vu." typically, i am a vivid dreamer. i get strong messages, that can be very spiritual, and loaded up on truths that are more or less apparent to me. last night, my dream was a truth i needed to have shouted at me: "take care of yourself," a handsome man said to me. "take care, and you will find someone who wants to take care of you, too."

in this dream, i had two children, my own, who followed me around, and reminded me that they wanted a father figure to care for them, and that although i loved them very much, they needed a man to help care for them. the handsome man was close to me, and when he spoke to me, my children looked at me with anticipation. "will you listen?" they begged of me. "we need you to listen." they implored with their dark eyes.
a very strong message, if i ever had needed one...

i need to hear this, and i need it shouted to me. i need it beaten into me, because, while i ignore this truth, it is getting beaten out of me. my body is failing me lately, i have had strange energy lapses and weakness throughout my body, heavy doses of emotionalism, and long nights of active dreaming. things all around me are falling apart: my car has become tragically impaired; relationships are fraught with stress; my work is becoming tensely political; and i am growing increasingly worried and doubtful about my move from silver city to albuquerque...

i understand that my personal struggles are not the be-all-end-all of this world, really they are quite small compared to the suffering that many, all around the world, experience daily. but, to me, these worries are mishandled, and the mishandling of them has led for my world to fall apart.

i need to stop, listen, and clear my misunderstood stresses out of the water. there are many, many blessings that i need to embrace, one is living here in the beautiful gila, and having such a strong community to support me here in silver city. unlike any other place i have ever known, i can talk about the world of mediums, spirit guides, and energy medicine as a way of living, understanding, and blooming.

snowy trip in the gila

there are millions of ways to understand our realities, but for me, following my instincts, living my dreams, and gleaning as much truth from the trees, grasses, sunshine, and starlight as possible seems to be the best i can do.

here's to heeding the advice of handsome men, and to promise to truly "take care." sweet dreams, good friends. thanks for your support through this miraculous journey of living and being.