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VISION ABOUT REMEMBERING MY ORIGIN:
I felt so at ease, so very right, and physically well, that I wasn't in any hurry to open my eyes, but, of course, I did. I wasn't too hot or cold, I can't ever recall ever experiencing such absolute comfort.As if such adversities, as temperature, never existed. I didn't know where I was, and the first thing I saw were bubbles. Bubbles? Air bubbles? Hmmmmm...I must be in water then, it didn't feel like water though, it felt perfect. I was ascending slowly, moving upward, and then I was just hovering. My foot itched, but as I began to look downward, I didn't see my legs, i saw many legs, slender and flexible ones, all mine.I wasn't concerned with this, I was quite okay with it. What i was concerned with was my leggings, or the lack of them, on some of my legs. The majority of my legs had red or orange leggings covering them, but, I had a few naked legs, I needed to cover my bare, greenish, yellow legs with the leggings, the red ones .  |
 HARVESTING SACKS
Aawwchoo!-sniffle, run, run, sniffle, uggh, I need to sneeze again, need to blow my nose, No, no, no!! Next thing I know, I'm walking into my own nose. I'm still me, just a way little, smaller me. I make my way in, brushing aside hanging vines, (my nose hair? lol) I notice I am dressed in some very serious working gear, like someone on safari. Boots, backpack, tool belt equipped with machetti and other tools. As I enter in, I see other small ones scatter, running back,down, and to the sides. Down my throat? Out my ears? I don't know. All I do know is they haven't done any apparant harm, nor have they helped in any way, it's as if they had just been loitering. I'm suddenly, acutely, aware of my other self, the self I am now in. Unfortunately she is (I am) not aware of me. The larger version of me is very ready to blow her nose, or worse yet, pick it!! I try to connect with myself and tell her, (tell me) No! But I can't seem to get through, can't make contact. I look around and know I must get to work, I must begin, now. The sacks, eggs, whatever they are, they are more than ready. I must take them down, carefully. They are hanging from what appears to look like twine. The actual sacks, look like burlap, fuzzy, like velvet, each with a strange mass, a growth, resembling a sea anemone, ane eye perhaps? All I know is that I must get them down, harvest them, they are very, very important. (Your text was not visible because the default font is black - on black background that isnīt very contrasty, lol. - You change the font color by clicking on the >A< icon before the text. If there is none, insert one, choose Font from the insert list.)  FELINE FISH SICKNESS
The girl was sitting,indian-style in front of the closed door, just staring straight ahead, as in a trance. The bluish-yellow, globe, which appeared to be water, appeared from nowhere, it hovered in front of the girl, she seemed not to notice. I had been summoned to this domicile, in the guise of a governess, for a young boy. I was under the impression he had special needs Upon my arrival, I joined the boy in the tanks. These tanks were a wonderful, amazing part of this home. They actually served as the walls and dividers, weaving in, and out, throughout the entire house. We were swimming without any problem breathing under the water, though, I do not recall having or seeing gills of any type. There were only 2, maybe 3 fish left. it was my understanding, they had perished somehow, a sickness? caught from the ailing boy? or did he catch it from them? Or was it not related? It seemed as if all these possibilities were under suspicion, yet, the tank, and, the fish, were to suppose to be beneficial to the boy. I was quite impressed with the whole set-up, admiring the variety and beauty of the various plants and decorative rocks and small caves throughout the tanks. The boy was up ahead of me, he was playfully interacting with a fish. this fish had many soft looking brown fur balls all over it. As he swiped at the fish, some of the balls would fall away from the fish. As I looked around more i noticed the same balls were literally everywhere, caught in the plants, lodged down in between rocks. If you really looked you could find them almost everywhere. Then I was walking down a hall, a white hall, with lots of shiny metal. It all seemed very clinical, like an instituiton, or a hospital of some type. I heard a groan, and looked through a door to see a creature sitting, strapped in, what can be described as a dentists chair, with a big lite up above. The poor thing just looked completely pathetic, and out of place, just like what it obviously was, a fish out of water It had these very long, thick, brown tentacles, like whiskers. They were just hanging there, stuck to his little face, limp, still looking damp, as if he had just been taken out of the water. Surprisingly enough I wasn't as concerned as I would normally be in a situation such as this, with an animal in such obvious distress. I somehow was aware of the fact that this was a necessary measure, one that been performed before. Then the poor thing opened his cat-like mouth and rolled his head back, letting out a loud howl.He had cat ears also, with black and white fur, but his lower body was that of a fish. JAN 13th 3 a.m. Trance
I found myself back in my squid form. This time it felt a bit different though. This time I was quite sure of myself, my entity, my being. This time my being felt very masculine. Now, all of my MANY legs, are, completely red. There are others around me, hovering in masses, surrounding me, they are just beyond, in the darker depths of the water. But, the water that is just around me is illuminated in lite greens and yellow. I'm being put on the spot so to speak, they want answers, answers from me. I realize I'm wearing a vest, or I think it's a vest, you see, from my torso up, i am still me, in human form. I begin to open my vest and realize it is not a vest at all, it is actually a part of my body, almost like armor, connected though, to me. What lies underneath this vest-shield was amzing, and not easy to describe. It was like i was decorated with many medals of different shapes and sizes, but they had a life of their own, all of them lit up, some spinning etc. They were all connected (like a map) with cords of gold and silver and white. The whole thing was 3-D, like a little universe. At the very top, right under my neck sat a small black and golden spyder, resting her head on one of her legs, and tapping another one of them on a spinning pink type of triangle. PRETTY WEIRD HUH? MarriAna here. Well, doesnīt seem so weird to me... you started to absorb the red stuff through the legs, working upwards, and now thatīs finished youīre working with/on the higher chakras... remember I started to dance in the red realm too (legs first, so to speak). About the map which you carry... the medals might be your experience which you brought with you to fulfill this mission.. they might be your abilities and/or memories from different systems... and/or aspects... it also sounds a bit like the mission matrix, which I saw like a web with the ground-crew members in them showing up as glowing/moving dots... especially when you say they had a life of their own, Iīd think these might be entities, maybe ones which participate in our mission and are thus connected within the matrix-web? Would you be able to say hello to one of those medals, ask it what itīs doing there anyway? *G* I donīt know about the color pink, except that it shows up in the opal energy which I posted in the gallery... the triangle formation however is a very common formation in our family... weīve done that many times, 3 members getting together each forming one point of a triangle... done to acivate/upgrade something... The other occasion where I encountered a triangle/pyramid shape was when I integrated my fruits of divine passion which are green and look like an elongated pyramid, a bit like Merlinīs hat in fact... I was shown how the upper one which pointed downwards worked like a cup, and at the same time like a dispenser... the energy from above flowing into it, and seeping out of it into me... did yours point upwards or downwards? That you have a spider guide or aspect seems natural to me... did she just tap on the triangle or did she make it spin? where exactly was the triangle, in your neck, or below it, or...? ...I asked a bit, what I got about the triangle was, >pink triangle formation of squid pool with opal energy as the source<, namely the violet part of the opal energy.. and that itīs about the integration of the red material realm... And that all soulgroups create their part of the material red realm, and the triangle seems to be pink because it is a higher shade of the color red... the integration process through the triangle activity upgrades it to a higher shade, so to speak... I hope I can clarify this eventually. In response to your questions: The triangle is pointing downwards It is located just below my neck, on my left clavicle. As for the tapping-spinning? I really don't know what shes doing. |
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