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Another Dream Message

I just woke from this weird dream and knew it was another one of my psychic dream messages. It’s been awhile, so even though I’m confused, I’m a bit excited too. So I’m going to do my best to write a coherent blog post at 8am having just woke up.

Background:

This week I switched to another office because the other massage therapist had essentially forfeited her claim to it. It was the office where the chiropractor was able to install the ceiling bar for my need to walk/stand on people, after having hurt my shoulder mildly. I’ve used the office a few times because of the bar, but I’m still not used to it. Every room had pros and cons and I’m just still getting used to the mix that this room has. I’m not entirely comfortable with it just yet. Because of that I’m probably feeling a bit off, and that was definitely either a contributing factor to this dream, or the cue that this message is imminent. In the dream not only was it situated in the new room, but there was a ‘double-booked’ glitch, something that would be a slim to none possibility in my real world experience.

The other factor of this dream seems to be my 3 people, love interests, that have been running in my thoughts for a long while now, but which I had totally given up on. If you’re a regular reader you already know. For those that don’t, the shortest version is: 1- the online person (supposedly Indian immigrant) I fell in love with because I could feel their responses and emotions; 2- a second person they are connected to, either significant other or sibling, whom I also could feel to a lesser degree; 3- another man I could also feel. I gave up on all 3 of them completely, but this dream seems to have nudged me to contemplate them again. In the dream they looked different than previous dreams, so I’m not sure what that means. The man was still same gender and ethnicity, but looked way different. Also in this dream the other two were Asian, but not from India. It leaves me scratching my head a bit. I’m not sure how to interpret that except that maybe God is going to send me those substitutes that I said I was willing to take.

So now the dream:

I looked at my schedule and saw two appointments. I took a guess and went to retrieve the one I thought would show up first, a man. As I walked him back I explained there was a scheduling error and asked him if he had longer that he could wait if I needed to adjust. He said “No, I’ve only got until 8:30 I have to get to work”. I said okay I’ll try and make sure you’re first. As I opened the door to my room, there was already two people in the room and the woman had already gotten on the table between the sheets. I apologized to the man and said please wait a few minutes, and I’ll try to figure out a solution.

I went into the room and started to ask questions, trying to figure out if I could have them wait and use my old room for the man in the hall. The woman spoke very little English, so the man sitting with her would either translate, or just answer for her. She was pregnant and having sciatic pain (super common). As I asked questions about pregnancy and pain details I began to poke at her piraformis muscle (middle of butt cheek). He told me she was 3rd trimester and the pain had come and gone, but this week it was severe. Again that is very common so I proceeded to work the muscles as usual and was thinking about what to do with the man standing in the hall. Suddenly the woman started writhing and grunting and I tried to get her to stretch out on her side. Instead she balled up into fetal position.

I knew she was having a contraction, but that doesn’t necessarily mean full labor had started. I asked the man sitting with her, about birth plans. Then I called the man in from the hall and told him I needed his help. I had him notify the front desk, had him call 911, and then I had him call my midwife. I asked my midwife if she was close or if she could walk me through things over the phone until paramedics could accommodate their original plan. I started directing people to fetch things and do things. I promised the double-booked man that if he could stay and help I’d give him a free massage later and make it very much worth his while. I promised that he wouldn’t regret it, and I understood if he needed a minute to call his work.

That’s when I woke up.

Needless to say I know God gave me another message, but now I’m extra confused. Can’t help but feel excited though.

May you understand your messages from God. May you know you are on the right track. May you know just what to do in sticky situations. May you feel the calm knowing of being able to handle emergencies. May you know you have your proverbial shit together. May you know God loves and supports you. May you know everything will be alright.

Siva Hir Su

A birth through seaweed.

Not literal.

I was asking God how to solve the slowness of my desire to birth a new me. I acknowledged everything I have done and asked if a miracle was possible. I heard a yes. I simply asked how and listened for my response. This is what God’s answer was for me.

The birth:

I am coming up on 9 months since I re-cleaned up my act and went strict. 9 months since I upped my anty and added things I previously hadn’t utilized. I’m ready for a birth. A birth of a new healed and thin me.

Like birth, this experience apparently needs to be uncomfortable for me for a short period. The kind of uncomfortable that makes you really, really appreciate the end results. The kind of uncomfortable that walks right up to worst case scenario without actually taking you there. The kind of uncomfortable that shows you what you can handle without actually breaking you.

I was reminded that humans don’t actually have to eat every day. I was reminded of Ghandi’s  21 day fast, and that he began it much thinner than I currently am. I was reminded of Siddhartha’s journey into asceticism. I was reminded of biblical fasts: forced- both by captures or environmental causes, and chosen- through devoutness. God pointed out that though it is uncomfortable to our experience of life, it is possible and does force our body to release anything that is not vital to our existence, including all of the hidden pieces trapped within (toxins in cells, and the energetic junk trapped in muscles and fat cells- bad muscle memories). The longer the fast the more is released. Once satisfaction is reached, someone in my position can simply choose to resume eating as normal, knowing the goal has been met and healing is complete.

The seaweed:

God reminded me of the story from the Bible where Israelites escape the pharaoh’s army in the Book of Exodus to survive on Mana/God’s bread rained from heaven. This Mana is described in multiple places in the Bible and many people and scientists have speculated on it’s actual substance from moss to spirulina to a variety of seaweeds.

God then reminded me of the Tibetan monk that is claimed to have lived for 300 years on a moss found in his cave, and he had so much Chi/Qi (energy) that he was able to leave his handprint on the cave walls.

Then I saw my seaweed in my mind. I have already acknowledged that when I eat seaweed I feel satisfied and have plenty of energy. I was told my seaweed is the monks moss, it is the Mana of God for me.

The answer:

I have already done juice fasts several times in the past, one running almost 2 months. I am no stranger to fasting. They don’t kill me, and this is just a new variation inspired by God as my answer to birthing a new me more quickly. I am up for trying it. It is time for the baby of myself to be born. I am ready.

I fully understand that this is not a requirement. I do not have to fast. I do not have to be uncomfortable. However, my desire for a new me is so strong that waiting for months and months and months causes very resistant thought. I am ready to leap the momentum hurdle and make the final sprint to the finish line. I am actually okay with the thought of this fast. I does feel less resistant than waiting longer and longer. I am okay discovering my limits. I am okay learning how much I can handle. I am ready to let God heal me and teach my body how to live fully. I am ready for this birth to be in this way. Seaweed will help me birth a new me and that is okay.

I am ready to be ready to be ready. -Abraham Hicks

May you be ready to be ready. May you have your inspired answers. May you know God is trying to help you. May you birth the healing you have been fostering. May you clear momentum hurdles easily. May you have success in all your endeavors. May you have plenty of energy and feel great in your body. May you feel God’s love and guidance. May you know you are safe regardless of what you choose. May you always find the least resistant answer and thought.

Siva Hir Su

Astounding Relief

The short and long of it.

First the short…

Last night I got into a proverbial knock down, drag out argument with my father. I yelled A LOT. My dad yelled some but would not budge, apologize, or relinquish that his beliefs were hurtful. He barely acknowledged things I expected more from him on, especially when I told him of the molestation as a child.

Apparently God wanted this moment to happen. It was triggered while my inhibitions were laxed and I responded with all of my being. In the midst of all of it I kept feeling guidance on what to say and how to point things out. Towards the end of it, before I gave up and went to bed I heard God loud and clear. “That is why he is dieig, he refuses to budge and refuses to reach for better.” I had just responded to dad’s “I can’t change who I am”, with an emphatic “you are making that choice”. Then after God’s input I told him what God said and went to bed.

The argument covered all of his hurtful behaviors and actions. He justified it all with those are just things we disagree on. Everything from his racist behavior, to Trump support, to gender and sexual descrimination. At one point I spoke of his desire to keep women from having abortions. I pointed out that if I had been only a few years older when I was molested it could have produced a child. I pointed out Katherine’s conception when things were so bad and I had no solutions. I said if you want to revoke the right to abortion, then how on Earth do you solve those problems. He had no answer and didn’t care to find one, only make an excuse for his steadfastness.

Once I gave up and went to bed, Nathan took over trying to reason with him, the unreasonable. I sat and listened to a message notification that fit precisely and was God congratulating me. Then I meditated to my liquid mind Pandora station.

I thanked God so much and explained I loved God and I could now clearly differentiate God from my father or anyone for that matter. I saw God’s hand in bringing Nathan into my life to make up for all which lacked with my father. It was a strongly intense conversation with God, ending with a knowing that my father will not fully understand until he has his croaking experience, but that once on the other side he will get it all and be a better Father than he ever was alive. I also had a much stronger knowing of ME.

The long of it.

I now see every last thing that my father taught and continues to demonstrate. I saw every last hurtful thing he ingrained in me and could see God’s version. It was so freeing and healing for me. My body lit up with God’s light and I felt the healing in every part of me that needed it.

  • God does not put guns in people’s hands for protection or food, people put guns in each other’s hands for killing, based on war/control and fear.
  • We don’t have to shoot animals to eat. God provides fruits and vegetables and fish that can be caught or gathered by hand or with simple tools.
  • God does not molest or rape, men do. And when man takes advantage of woman, God is okay with whatever the woman needs to heal, no matter what, whether it means abortion or yelling at a dieing father. A woman taking her power back is okay with the divine.
  • God does not hurt people, people hurt people.
  • God does not discriminate for any reason, people do.
  • God loves women for their beauty, for their strength, for their compassion for humanity.
  • God wanted me to find my knowing and fully heal and it felt really good. I feel 20 pounds lighter of anger, frustration, and feelings of rejection.
  • My father demonstrated repeatedly for my entire life that women are objects to look at, scrutinize, use as sexual objects or toys, and own. Women are beautiful creatures that bring us all into the world, without them a man could not exist. We deserve every ounce of honor, respect, recognition, and understanding. Women deserve to be heard and be treated equally. Women are free to choose. Women are deserving of the easy path, and of all the love and more. Women deserve full healing, and if that means the old dies then that is okay.
  • My father always demonstrated that I could never do things right, I was not beautiful, my choices were always wrong, and he was the only one that could make correct decisions, I must listen to the man. I took my power back. I am perfect just the way I am. I am smart, I am capable, I can make good decisions for me and my loving family, and I deserve to be honored and respected. Men can and will listen to women for a change, or the human race will quickly dwindle.
  • My father has demonstrated racism through my entire life. From Confederate flags, to calling black people niggers, to threatening to shoot a black man at a gas station over loud music, to refusing to acknowledge Nathan as a loving partner. He refuses to see how that is a hurtful choice and is okay making excuses for his behaviors. Last night after presenting Nathan to my father in a blunt matter-of-fact way about all of his good qualities my dad refuses to acknowledge, I said “Nathan is the kind loving man that I needed as a child and you failed to be”. God knows I needed Nathan. God loves and accepts Nathan. God supports me having Nathan and will never send me someone that can’t see that. I know that after my father croaks he will see God’s perspective.
  • God provides us a middle path. There is never this or that, there is never only two ways to do something. There is always infinite possibility, and only human choice of perspective limits possibilities. We need to allow ourselves as a race to allow for more possibilities. Our country has more than two parties to choose from, and there is still even a possibility that Bernie could still be elected and win. God can help fix all of the division if we all agree to allow him. Hold with your heart what you want to happen in our world and God will align everything. If your heart can’t hold it then it isn’t reaching for better, it’s just trying to not get worse. As a nation and world we deserve better.
  • God wants us to know without a doubt that we have choices and infinite possibilities.
  • God wants us to know we are loved and we all deserve the easy path.
  • God wants us to know we have rights and those rights must be honored and respected for all.
  • Yelling has it’s place and can lead to healing as long as one moves on once release is gained.
  • Clinging to old beliefs prevents us from living full healthy lives.
  • If beliefs are hurtful to others then God and your higher self want you to reach for better and if you refuse it will cause the end of your life.
  • I have changed, I yelled and screamed and made points, but never lost my connection to God. I was reaching for better. I was trying to get my father to understand, but more I was taking my power back and proving to myself that his hurtful beliefs were not mine and not God’s. I was honoring myself and my husband in the strongest most vocal way possible, and God loved me for it.
  • I allowed myself real healing and could feel God’s touch in my body.
  • I respect people, even my father to a degree, but more I respect myself.
  • I love my father- dysfunction and all, but more I love myself.
  • I let it all out and let myself move on, and God let me know it is okay.
  • My heart is more open than it has been in decades and I am so very grateful for it and God’s grace.
  • I know I am deserving of love, and especially someone that accepts Nathan as part of my life.
  • I am deserving of being heard and understood.
  • The whole world is deserving of equality and the old dieing and taking their damage with them. It is time for a great healing purge worldwide.
  • Every person alive needs to make a habit of asking themselves: “How does God see this, and does that mean I need to change and reach for better?”
  • Love is more important than anything else in this world, and sometimes that means putting that which is right and putting yourself first at all costs.

May you find your path to intense healing moments a bit easier than I did. May you know and hear God guiding you. May you know God supports your growth and reaching for better regardless of what that looks like. May you know you are loved, heard, understood, and supported in multiplicity. May you clear rough patches knowing God guided you through them. May you know your better choices are okay, and if you don’t like the results you can try again. May you know you are perfectly imperfect in God’s eyes. May you feel God’s love always.

Siva Hir Su