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TAROT CARDS


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tarot cards are so pretty and fascinating!
I bought my first one when I was 13. It was a dragon deck. I had to hide from my mom, because of her religious views.
My sister’ s friend Isabella had a crazy way of doing her tarots, and she told me, there is never a right way of doing reading. You just feel the cards.
Unfortunately, for me the cards never ” talked” to me the way a pendulum does.

I have 2 tarot decks
* Greek mythical one
* the Goddess

Then I have:
* an angel affirmation deck
* and a mermaid deck. Helps with decisions.
This one I carry every where!!
 

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DREAM: MAKING AMENDS.


I had a dream that we still SAANs and I was shopping for a new purse (ah my obsessiveness for my purses) and I bumped into Chad.

“Chad,” I greeted him stiffly.

“Rebecca,” He was just as cool. I stepped around him. “Rebecca,” he said finally. I stopped in my tracks. I turned. “It was nice seeing you.”

“Im sure it was.” I replied. Ouch, that was bitchy. Watching emotions play over his features made me regret immediately. I kept walking.

Later on, I was on my laptop, blogging. A message flashed across my screen. “Are you still mad at me?” it was Chad on Skype.

I frowned. Mad? I wasn’t mad. I was hurt. “No I am not mad.” I said.

“Then why aren’t we talking?”

The moment that message came on my screen, I was suddenly bombarded by messages from my readers, from face book.

and I woke up!

This hasn’t been the first time it happened. Over the last couple weeks,Every time I am supposed to know something, learn something, or I am doing something purposeful in my dreams, that has to do with my life in general, something interferes with it.

it started with:

  • knocking. insistent knocking until I woke up. and I was listening to it.
  • Chimes. every one of my chimes went off until I woke up. The ones in the living room, and bedroom!!!
  • now spamming!!!

Its very frustrating!!! maybe my spirit guide is trying to show me something or contact me

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HOW I WANT TO BE


well if this doesn’t sound  like me I don’t know what does:

Virgos:

Critical:
Another quality that stems from being perfectionists, is being highly critical. They aren’t tolerant of faults in others. However, this judgment is usually also directed towards themselves. This quality may make it difficult for them to work with others, as they may constantly question (or not accept) the plan or decision of other people. Virgins are known to view the world as per their state of mind. They are known to be extremely moody by nature. If they are in a cheerful mood, they tend to find the whole world agreeable to them. However, the moment their thoughts turn negative, they tend to become critical of others and start isolating themselves. They will emerge out of this moody isolation only when their internal turmoil is resolved.
Ooh that is so creepy!!!
… as a Partner:
She is known for being dedicated towards her friends and family. However, the tables will turn if she finds you cheating on her. She will not think even for a minute before cutting off her flawed relationship. Her foundation is like steel, strong and reliable. She will take on all the challenges in her life without depending on others. She will surely have her own worries, but will hide them behind a quick pleasant smile. Here is a little warning. Although she criticizes you, avoid criticizing her. Trust her intuitions, for she can never be wrong. Your Virgo wife is likely to be a meticulous housekeeper. She will make lists of things to be done around the house each day. You can expect a clean home and a loaded pantry while she is around. She is a perfectionist in the truest sense of the term. Her eyes are focused on the minutest of details. She will know exactly what to brew for her ailing mother-in-law to nurse her back to health when the poor lady is suffering from a nasty bout of flu. She will know exactly how much to tip the waiters in restaurants without wasting. She will know the precise gift to give people in accordance with the relations your family shares with them. Not a penny more, not a penny less. She will recycle everything that is possibly recyclable. You will want to come back home every evening for she will transform it into a safe, secure, and impeccably clean haven. The television will never be blaring, the thermostat will always be set to the ideal temperature, the bills will always be paid on time, the dog will be well fed and contentedly sleeping or playing but seldom barking. All in all, she will do everything in her power to give the family a happy, secure, hygienic abode that will help lead a good life.
This is exactly how I always imagine my marriage to be like. How I picture it. At the same time, I am afraid I would be a terrible wife, mother. I know there is no such thing as being a perfect woman, but this is how I wanted to be. The perfect wife and mother.
as a Mother Unlike women under other sun signs, the Virgo woman may not really crave for children. But when she has kids, she will ensure that her kids are disciplined and well cared for. She will make all possible efforts to make her kids smart and well dressed. She will ensure her children’s academic excellence. However, a Virgo mother will not be a cheerful and fun parent. She is likely to scrutinize each and every action of her children. That can seem a little impersonal and lacking in warmth sometimes.
This is so true, I do not want children, but today my biological clock was really ticking. Be quiet biological clock!!! I do not want to hear you!!!
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WHAT YOU REALLY NEED


how much of yourself can be compromised by what you want?

do you sacrifice your morals? can you look at yourself in the mirror?

but is what you really want, is what you really need?

and is what you deserve?

and now that you have it, are you satisfied? are you happy?

or are you more miserable then you were when you couldn’t attain it?

you see, these questions are what you must ask yourself, when you desire something you know you don’t need.

funny how I never did.

 

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WELL PLAYED, LUCID DREAM. WELL PLAYED


I am not impressed!!!
I just woke up because I thought my alarm was going off.
The alarm was the song “where are you now?”- by Honor Society.
It kept getting louder and louder, and when I reached over to turn it off, the alarm said 6:54!!!
I freaked right out. 1hr late! Why didn’t anyone call me. Maybe they did and that was my cell going off.
Then I thought for a moment. I don’t have THAT STUPID SONG as my ring tone, or alarm!
I was dreaming!
Then I opened my eyes, and couldn’t see anything because I was having a vision.
I was so excited!!!
A little boy’s room with airplanes everywhere. That’s all I got before I snapped out of it.

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TALK TO GOD


I do this every night till I literally fall asleep. I don’t think there would be night that I couldn’t do this, and not feel right about it. I would feel uneasy.

I think that perhaps if the world leaders prayed more often, and spent less time hating each other and obsessing about material things, they would find the answer to every problem they have with each other is this:

respect. love. honour. (that surely is lacking) trust (this too is lacking) peace and prosperity.

Perhaps if they would pray with one another, and not be so divided and more accepting, there would be less hate less animosity. Because without acceptance and knowledge of one’s faith and others, we are no better than cave men.

Faith should bring us together. Faith should make us strong, Faith should be without prejudice.

Just my lame opinion…

 

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A SPIRITUAL GUIDE PERHAPS?


 

I think one of the scariest things when one is sensitive to  other people, to the Other world, to the things unseen, is being able to feel and not being able to explain those sensations.

People look at you, like you’re crazy. Like you’re making this whole thing up. You have no one to talk to. Especially your family. Describing what I feel or what Ive been through is crazy. But I am know I am not crazy.

I was pretty tired last night, I crashed hard.

But before I fell asleep, I was missing my cat. Silly isnt it?

But I miss my boy, Buddy. I was telling him he would love how comfy my bed was, and if he was lonely he could come and sleep in my bed anytime he wanted. Dont forget to look after Buttons and OJ. (the kittens he was raised with died before he did)

I wasnt out but a few moments when I started out to feel this strange presence in my room. But I was too tired, to open my eyes, to see what was going on.

I was too tired to be scared.

This presence wasnt unfamiliar  I had felt before. It was usually a forewarning of someone’s death, or a vision.

I always felt the person’s death. Felt it. Literally.

I was in that person’s body, but could never see who it was. I could see how I was dying, (sometimes it was a murder) but as I was taking the last breath is how I would wake up.

It was so scary.

Imagine my relief when that presence went away awhile ago. I thought it was gone. That somehow this presence  was gone, and the visions were gone.

Not last night.

I just laid there, hoping it would go away. Leave me alone. Leave me in peace.

I then felt it. A hand on my shoulder. Pressing hard. Just as soon as I felt it was gone. I woke up, startled.

There was no ominous sense of doom, or overwhelming sense of death lingering. Just the squeeze of a hand.

Perhaps it was my spiritual guide giving me reassurance. That Buddy was ok.

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CURSE YOU,LUCID DREAM!


Grr. I had an awesome dream about a hot Australian criminalogist. Thought I woke up so I began remembering every thing about the dream, writing it down, for a possible story, only to realize I was still sleeping!
The fact I had to pee confirmed my lucid dream. And the fact that I had no notepad in my hand when I woke up???!!!!
I am so upset!
The criminalogist was so hot. The way he said “here”
Omg!!!
Grr. Dreams within dreams!!! Thank you inception!