03/27/13

Today:

A day dream

Wizard's Log Star-date: 03:52:13 AM

Good morning. We do not remember anything from Our dreams (yet) but it is an interesting morning so far. We woke earlier with a toothache, but somehow We know the pain is not real. Wish We could explain better, wish We had a better/clearer understanding OurSelf. We thought about getting up but it was clear We were not ready. That was about forty-five minutes before Our alarm would go off. We decided to stay in bed and drift some and We went back to dreaming even though We did not expect to. We were deep in dream when Our alarm went off. Then, as We were orienting to Our waking world the clock went to 3:33.

We are not sure if We are dreaming something new and expansive that We can not translate yet or exactly what. We know We are having a good time in dream much like We are in waking. Our waking is much closer to dreaming than We have ever allowed before. Being with the kids All day (and not driving while We do it) We are able to function more at “their” level and the connections are awesome.

We are having an interesting sensation that We are in a slightly different reality than where We normally wake. This is not really surprising given All Our recent changes. The pre-set reaction is to poo poo it away, or try to refocus on and in the old but We recognize what is going on and choose to allow it. We like slipping into other realities.

There is a beautiful full moon out Our front window.

We are getting the feeling that real-eyesing that Our pain is not real is very important. We vaguely remember going through something similar not too long ago. We worked with it for a bit and then it (apparently) faded into the background. Now, it is returning to the foreground. We could try to control and manipulate it but We choose to just flow with it, be aware of it and see where it takes Us.

When We let Shadow in the back door this morning, We noticed some new tracks in the fresh snow. We do not recognize these but We certainly got the feeling of the Fae. It feels like another Fae creature is checking out Our art wall and decorated portals and getting closer to the back door than before. We also noticed that the tracks are disguised as to be easily missed or explained away. It was more the feeling than anything that supports what We theel We saw.

As We begin Our day, drifting in and out (and allowing this) and pondering a few things We are reminded that everything is perfect. We are releasing the pressure We used to place on OurSelf. We were taught that this and that is important and needs Our full attention (and usually Our worry). This is a trap and We bought into it. Now, the cage door is open. We choose to walk through. We real-eyes that We may well still do and think things that belong to the old energy. Old habits die hard. Or, as Kryon likes to say: “Old energy dies hard”.

Many are feeling the shift in energies, the changes and it feels uncomfortable. We (personally) are experiencing things that might not quite seem to fit into Our plan for perfect. We have the choice to resist (and stay in the old energy by doing so) or release and face and accept and slide into the new. It is a subtle choice with a massive difference.

We decided to go ahead and check on the status of selling Our Wal-Mart stocks. Sometimes, when We can not stop thoughts from circling and claiming Our attention it is just better to see what (if any) actual information is available. This is what We did. We found out that the check is in the mail.

Having a typical day at work. The kids are fun.

The little boy in a wheelchair opened up today. We have no idea what changed other than he has now seen Me several times and is gettng used to me, familiar. Like how We are when dreaming of something new, it has to be repeated before We are comfortable with it. He told Us a bunch of things that he can do. He likes dig, and he digs his way All over the world. He has been some amazing places by tunneling. He can even tunnel under the ocean and come up in Japan or Hawaii. He said he does not like to tunnel his way home though. We asked him why and he said it is because One time he came up under a pile of moose crap. That sure explains that phobia.

It seems that either that boy or the middleschoolers took Us into dream. Two of the middleschoolers were playing some kind of computer game \on some type of wireless game pads. “They” were sitting in seperate seats, each had “their” own pad and “they” were playing in One game together. One made himSelf invisible.

This job is a lot like dreaming and when We got home, We had to go full into dream fairly soon.