After buying a load of goodies for my Mum yesterday first thing (whos got a nasty cold and has been off her food), I took the dogs to Cefn Onn Park nearby, where I was fighting back tears listening to the car radio broadcasting from London and a two-minute silence in memory of the many that have needlessly lost their lives in dreadful wars, because my friend Sadies son was on my mind (who got killed in Afghanistan a few years ago) and I know how much shes still hurting. I bumped into a lovely lady with her little dog, who was grieving terribly over her other dog she had to put down last week, and after hugging her (where she burst out sobbing for a few minutes on my shoulder), she thanked me and tried to continue walking uphill in this beautiful place, whilst my dogs played with others as I chatted to several families with little kids asking me loads of questions about Angels and whether dogs are them in a different form. I assured them that they come in all guises and then the lady came back down and told them that somehow she felt much better now. I had intended to sort out a load of paperwork for some gruelling meetings later this week when I returned home, but found my friend Georgie (Treasurer of The GREEN DRAGONS and one of several I attuned to Reiki I and II in recent years) parked outside Highlands, with a massive grin on her face. Some of youll know that I decided to keep all pals away this past week until I could be sure that this male being (currently causing all kinds of weird phenomena here) was harmless, after he tried to also communicate with a visitor the Thursday evening prior. However, after a lonely few days and finally being reassured by my Guide Petreaus that theres nothing to fear, Ive lifted the ban and was relieved and happy to welcome her inside, especially as she was waving a posh bottle of red wine as a belated birthday prezzie! (She and my ex-mother-in-law had missed my birthday party because theyd gone on holiday to Crete.) We decided to defy the threatening heavy rain by sitting outside in my rear garden (where I brought out a selection of cheeses and other nibbles to compliment the wine!) and as Ive spent many happy times in Crete yonks ago (first when I was there modelling and then with my first- fiancé), where I started having deja vu experiences at Knossos Palace and got told off by the architects for jumping into the labyrinth (even though they let me off when I pretended Id slipped! x) because I had vague memories that Id not been afraid of the Minotaur and felt a strange pain and yearning in my heart region, not just at that location, but all over the island(?!?), we started exchanging stories of what happened whilst there. We started giggling, as I commented on how the place is a fantastic area to visit when ones ego needed boosting, because almost half the blokes there are handsome and the rest are good-looking, many falling over themselves to proffer compliments and confessions of tragic, undying and OFTEN unrequited LOVE to nearly every female tourist they start following everywhere! (Wasnt that successful film Shirley Valentine based on this lot of unfaithful, insincere but totally lovable rascals?!? LOL! x) I went inside to locate and lend her a book Id bought there in the 1980s called, Excuse me, MISS! Have You SEEN The ACROPOLIS?, as it hilariously warns and guides the female tourist through this maze of flattery and deception, particularly about the TCTs (Turning Chair Tactics) where once a female tries to escape an uninvited ardent admirer in a nearby Taverner for some peace and a snack, he turns up and suddenly introduces her to all the other blokes as his mates, who suddenly join her table without her asking, treating her like a much loved Movie Star and ordering tons of foods and booze for her to try and share (obviously on the house), then expect her to pay the Bill afterwards!?! When I re-joined her with the book, shed placed a gorgeous little gift box on the patio table and wished me Happy belated Birthday! Inside was a large AMETHYST HEALER Ring and she explained how she and her Mum (an advanced Reiki, Shiatsu, Reflexology and Massage Healer) had gone into a little shop on Crete and saw a display of jewellery and were both instantly attracted to this tool for ME!?! I already wear a Heart-Shaped Amethyst Ring on my left ring finger, as its the aura colour of Archangel Michael (the Cosmic Leader! x) but this new ones a perfect fit for my right hand equivalent finger! Obviously, I was overwhelmed with gratitude and other emotions, as Im evidently being loved and looked after, despite a load of crappy and strange thingys going on again in my life!!! Then, we both said at the same time about the weird lucid dreams wed had the night prior, so being polite, I invited her to relate first. She said it was situated almost local in this existence, but three Valkyries were there too, blotting her normal view. (After interjecting with, What!?! You were dreaming about VULTURES?!?, then from her disdaining look quickly quipped, You mean about EAGLES?!?, she nodded and proceeded.) She felt urged to climb, but decided against, so was visited by three almost Human females flying down in turn, who gave her messages, but shed forgotten what they are. She distinctly described one as being incredibly tall, beautiful in a fierce but intriguing way, with dazzling eyes that kept changing colours and her legs and arms were much longer than us Humans, with elongated fingers and really long, curled finger-nails, like talons! Georgie said that they all shone brightly and that their attire and general appearance were dazzling and powerful, yet she wasnt afraid. She was so puzzled and disturbed by this dream, that when she woke up, shed googled 3 Valkyries and was shocked to find a wealth of information there and felt compelled to ask me about them!?! I assured her not to worry, as the data are installed in her mind and will be revealed when the times right, then told her about my latest (where Ive a suspicion it WASNT a normal dream and that Ive been getting up to mischief in other nearby realms whilst my bodys resting, which might explain why Im always feeling so knackered when I awaken!) which was ALSO situated near where I live, but Llandaff Cathedral was on the top of a hill in the remote distance in the dark (whereas its actually downhill in a dell from Highlands!) and it involved lots of close friends and some famous Actors, all either welcoming or accusing me of falsities, then apologising to me?!? Im still reluctant to write about it, but it involved some amazing, state-of-the-art, brightly lit hotel that had emerged from nowhere, where I had free access everywhere but refrained after barging in on an apartment dully it being used by my friendly Postman, who simply staggered out of bed and hugged me tightly, said I was welcome to enter anytime and that hed look after my newly planted seeds from the foxes and wild birds in a special protected alcove looking out onto the Cathedral, that also had a peeled prawn pushed amid the compost Id just rescued from an indoor bar-b-q that the Actor David Jason was cooking up a feast for in a huge room full of famous folk I either already know or recognized from other media outlets!?! (David had greeted me warmly upon my wandering in and threw this prawn onto the bar-b-q for me amongst the other sizzling flesh, then swiftly removed it and gave it to me when he heard my shrieks of protest that I DIDNT want to eat it and was trying to SAVE it, even though it was already dead!?!) The Postman said he was in for a really tough time working over the next three months, without much of a pay rise, but that hed always listen to me and would be glad whenever I entered his place because I didnt need a key. As I waved him off in the darkness on a lane above this strange hotel, I went into some kind of dazzling foyer and sat down. A good looking woman with snazzy, short hair, entered through a huge glass door opposite, then marched past me huffily without acknowledging me. I looked around to where shed gone out of another glass door and saw her standing there hesitant and fuming, then she came back in and glared down at me, shouting loudly her THANKS that Id just ruined her relationship with her husband?!? As she towered over me, I slowly stood up to confront her over these lies and then we were in some sort of grocery shop, where a huge flat TV screen on the wall started talking about Sleeping WITH The ENEMY!?! She turned to look me ruefully in the eyes, said that shed obviously got it wrong, then hugged me and apologized. As weve been together in many lives before, she held my hand as we left this almost dazzling white hotel through the glass door and emerged into semi-darkness, where a load of folk were busy getting on with their lives, working on either side of and splashing through this shallow, winding sacred stream leading up to Llandaff Cathedral on a hill not too far away. We both then saw her husband sitting on the soil bank next to his wheel-chair, spooning instant curry into a cut Nan bread and as we hurried and objected when he then used his hand to smear filth scooped from the stream onto it, he merely shrugged and claimed that far worse happens in New Delhi(?!?) and that he was trying to prove that THIS sh*t was harmless!!!?! Before we could stop him, he took a massive bite, started chewing and then I woke up in a sweat!!! Before Georgie left, I showed her the chunky Amethyst Necklace my friends Jo and Steve bought me for my birthday and they match this new ring!?! Then I discovered a new friend on Facebook had left a message asking if I could decipher HER weird dream!?! All I can state is that Im STILL trying to work MINE and Georgies out, but heres a taster of what I found earlier over some of her messages!!!!! xxxxxx
Posted on: Mon, 10 Nov 2014 13:32:50 +0000
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