I ran down the old Roman street so fast that my body began lifting off the road, and again I was flying. When I let go of the loss I felt for my life there and my husband I was sucked back into the light portal. I felt the colors cleansing me of pain left behind from Rome. I didn’t see the pain as details, but I felt it lifting. Pressure lifted from my head and limbs. I felt a sensation like being sucked through a vacuum.
And I was dropped into what looked like a shower, with blood all over the white curtains. It was my blood. I sat on the floor staring at my blood, knowing that my life was dripping from me — and flashes of people and experiences raced through my mind. My nephew came into the room to clean up some of the blood and report back to the killers, “no, she’s just faking it. she’s not really hurt.” They sent him in to clean up the mess of the stabbing — telling him that I must’ve slipped and fallen. He didn’t notice the hole in my chest. My husband appeared for a moment and he seemed to be arguing about the unfairness of how they were treating the dying me. He wanted blankets and warm water for me. I was shivering.
I had visions of ex-best-friends, ex-boyfriends and their mothers, family members and in-laws. I was drowsy. An old friend would appear in front of me, and I would ask for help only to realize they never really wanted to be my friend in the first place. An ex boyfriend’s mother appeared to help warm me up, as I was getting so cold. And, she made a remark about how happy she was that her son did not wind up with me. In an attempt to find some peace of mind before my last breath, I telepathically contacted my first-ever best friend. She told me that she had far better friends than me, and named them one by one.
I began to mentally understand the point that I was really dying and had been killed by a family member who just couldn’t accept my power anymore. I had many supernatural powers. So, I allowed my mind to take me someplace fun.
I found a red tricycle near the house of my first-ever best friend. I got on it and rode it like the wind. Yes, I had an adult body, but it was my child body that was riding the tricycle. I rode and rode laughing happily as passersby gawked at my old-fashioned Roman clothes. Some saw me as a non-sensical child, some saw me as a witch, some saw me as deranged. Two men who spent some extra time ridiculing me obviously saw me as all of these things and also very threatening. They whispered that I was very educated and powerful but that I didn’t know it. They had convinced the neighborhood that I was insane, and my little act of tricycle-riding would completely support that notion. So they laughed, and felt very accomplished.
I just kept riding, reading the minds and the intentions of everyone around me. I felt a deep scar from all of the times I tried to make these people my friends. I still didn’t understand the reasons behind their crimes toward me and a lot of me still wanted to look for those reasons. I was deeply emotionally wounded, and with each push of the pedal, I forced out the laughter that was underneath and it felt exhilarating.
Then there was Jesus. He told me with his mind that he was with me all along. “Keep riding,” he said. I rode and rode in spiral circles of light, feeling my heart warm up with his embrace.
I swallowed the violet light and felt it bringing me back to life. My spirit was again detached from my body, and the boys were still asleep — so I decided to see where the violet spirals would take me. At first, I began walking into the light. But, then my guide whispered — “ You can Fly.” And so I did.
I lifted my arms out like a bird and rode the spinning light waves through a long bright tunnel. Jesus was still with me, and I had so many questions for him, but it was as if he was telling me to wait until later.
Then suddenly, I fell through the tunnel onto the street. A brick-looking street. In the middle of the sunshiney day. I thought about how I had left at night, hmmmm. I was changed so much I feared looking at myself. I could tell right away that my hair was much longer and obviously matted from the trip. My shoes felt odd too.
I had an incredible urge to sing, dance and run down these gorgeous streets where men sold merchandise and food, and women walked chatting about their children. Horse-drawn carts were scattered about the way. Some filled with bread loaves or blankets, others carrying happy people. I saw a horse that I wanted to pet. A plump man with a curly grey beard shouted out about the blessedness of what he was selling. Everyone chimed along. I began to get a sense that everyone was selling something. And, everything looked tempting. There were lots of voices talking happiness and apparently also a small commotion going on in one corner of the street that seemed to upset some of the people.
I strolled down the street — my portal dissolved. (I half-wondered how I would get back to my life, but this was too great to miss). My sense of my guide was in and out, so I just had to take a risk and talk to these people.
I felt very much at home here. Elated actually. I ran first to the grey-bearded man selling bread and said “good day.” He smiled and looked as though he was going to offer me a loaf. I was kind of hyper and giddy by now. “Where are we,?” I asked. “What city are we in?” “Why, we’re in Rome. Rome. We are in Rome, lady!” A few other men next to him on the square chimed in, concerned that I didn’t know where I was. “Rome!” they said together.
I couldn’t believe it. I was in ROME! Oh wow! In my life as Gina, my guides told me we were going to Rome next. I had no idea it would be so soon. My heart filled with joy and gratitude. Oh Rome. The way it smelled so green and fresh. The sunshine, The people. The horses. The bread.
These men knew my name. And, they said it in Italian. I was slightly confused. “What does that mean?” I asked.
“Servant girl. It means servant girl.’ The plump guy told me. I looked down at my dirty legs and shoes. My beige/white dress with spots on it. I touched my matted hair. Nope, this was just from going through the portal. I am Gina, right?, I thought. The voice in my head told me I wasn’t Gina. But I blocked my name from coming, I didn’t want to know. I wasn’t going to get stuck there.
“ I am no servant!” I assured them “ I am… I am…” I wanted to tell them how smart I am and that I can do so much more than be a servant. But, then the small commotion of people who I noticed in the corner glared over at me. It was me they were looking for. I was escaping. And, I ran and ran and ran down those long narrow streets until I found my husband, Doug.
“Doug, we’re in Rome,” I said. But, he was old and slow. He knew we were in Rome and this was no big deal to him. “We live here,” he said. I felt a yearning for the adventurous Doug who I know when I am Gina. This one seemed so passive. I hugged and kissed him goodbye knowing that I was going to find him on the other side of my portal, but still feeling a loss that he couldn’t come with me. Before I left, he told me what year it was. And that I was 17.
Dreams are very important to me and my work. It is in our dreams that we let go of the human (3 dimensional world) limitations that keep us from knowing our true selves. As I travel my path and continue to help others on theirs, I thought it would be helpful to share some of my dreams with you. I’ve been so close to Jesus (in the most non-religious way imaginable) since I was a child. He has physically held me and guided me through the craziest and most confusing times. This post is not to offend anyone else’s interpretation of who Jesus is.
Last night, I lay stuck in my bed — completely unable to move. I had an eerie feeling in my gut. Doug and Dougie were cuddled up in the bed beside mine, snoozing perfectly, and I wanted so desperately to call to them and to be next to them. We’ve been sleeping in someone’s basement on 2 mattresses on the floor until while we finish our house on wheels. I was beginning to feel mentally exhausted from this and longing for that sense of HOME that was inches away from me. I tried lifting my head to no avail. My neck felt like lead. My forehead burned. Fear was creeping up from my feet to head, but I didn’t know exactly why. I tried lifting my hands, but a tremendous weight held me down. And my stomach sank even more.
Out of the half-open doorway came a woman who I knew to be myself. She looked quite evil though. And her hair was much longer. “I must be dreaming,” I thought. And, at that time, I realized that I REALLY could not speak. This wasn’t something temporary. I was screaming in my mind. If this was a dream, I was supposed to have a guide. I always have guides during my most painful dreams. “Where is my guide?” I thought very loudly. And, “why was I so afraid of myself?” And, “was she really me?” I could tell her intentions were dark.
She sat on the edge of the bed where my husband and son slept. And, she raised her hands above their heads, as if to put some dark spell on them. She stared directly at me the entire time. I bit my tongue. I do this in dreams to wake myself up in emergency cases. I felt the bite on my tongue, but it didn’t wake me. I knew I was sleeping too deeply. The pain I felt was in my mind only, because I couldn’t move. So, with the shadow-me staring me down and threatening my loved ones, I began to use my mind to hurt myself even more — with hopes of waking my physical body. I imagined pinching and scratching at my arms and squeezing my hands. That only worked to cause me more pain. I gave up trying to hurt myself.
At that moment I felt a warmth that told me I was being held by Jesus. And, I heard his voice. He assured me that the woman was me. My shadow. With him there, my fears began fading, but I still had to save my men. She continued hovering over Doug and Dougie with her ill intentions. Jesus held me more and filled me with a violet light that I knew I had to transfer to the shadow me. She understood my thoughts, so talking to her was unnecessary.
Again, I tried talking with my voice, only to become more drained and frustrated. My heart felt that this was some kind of test. I KNEW how to reach her without words or movement, but still I used up all of my physical strength and resources before I would even admit my other abilities to myself. Violet light seeped through my hand chakras to her heart. She didn’t budge. My spirit began lifting off my body. Jesus nodded and helped me as my soul peeled from the paralyzed flesh and bones on the bed. I didn’t want to fully let go. I kept resisting and having to start over. Then, finally I hovered over her. I expanded the violet light to create a bubble around her. She didn’t budge, but she still hadn’t hurt my guys, so I was gaining hope and confidence. “ You love Jesus,” I told her with my mind. She barely flinched. “ You love him and he is here to help you. He will comfort you.” She was getting fired up.
Jesus comforted me and told me I was doing a great job. But, we had to kick up the pace a little. She was very lost and hearing Jesus’ name fired her up a little more each moment. She couldn’t see him or feel him. Only I could.
I let go into his arms and his voice came through me. “I am here,” he said to her. His voice came through my entirety — like a loud boom that filled the room. My lips didn’t move and I wondered where he was actually speaking through.
“I am here, and I will help you. Feel the light and let it sink into you. It will dissolve all that makes you doubt your true power. You too are of this light. I am Jesus. You know me.”
I couldn’t tell if she was cracking or not. I had my doubts and my hopes. And, I was getting very tired from having the voice speaking through me. I was back inside my physical body.
She got off the bed and started to charge toward me in slow motion. I created an instant violet bubble around Doug and Dougie. I let that bubble grow and grow until they were completely protected. But, where was Jesus? My consciousness of him was in and out and I was becoming more tired.
“I won’t hurt you,” I told her with my mind. “But, oh I will destroy YOU!” she said back to me. Her negative energy was taking my breath away. I was losing strength. I felt an urge to squish her. And I thought I could with my mind. But, that violet light was becoming stronger and more apparent. It was filling the room, and all it made me want to do is LOVE HER. I was sending her zaps of love, but they didn’t seem to fully reach her. I was very confused.
She became a black/grey smoke cloud within the violet light. And, with energy from my palms, I spun her around in spirals. Her doubt and her hatred were so debilitating to me. I was exhausted. And, that’s when Jesus came through me again. This time his words were so strange, I could barely understand them. All, I know is that he seemed to be repeating the same mantra until she was almost completely dissolved. And, she and I both swam around in the light spirals until the tiniest bit of grey/purple darkness entered my heart. I fell unconscious and imagined Jesus was taking care of the rest. I wanted to help. I wanted to know what was happening. But, I had never been so tired. All I could do was let go. When it was over I felt different.
You are on one of an infinite amount of timelines available. What you are experiencing in your waking world is all a manifestation of your belief structure. To explain timelines we must first get a solid grasp on now. Right now.
When all of the research has been examined and all of the tests tested, there is no way to say definitively that I am not a figment of your imagination. I might write this post and then disappear the next moment, which would be beautiful. Though we experience on this physical plane with our avatars in conscious awareness of the environment, as real as that might feel, there is still no reasonable explanation for how we got to now. Right now, this physical and mental realm, this timeline is no more real than your dream state.
In western school we are taught the Big Bang as if it’s factual, and even if it is, then there is still the question of what energy created that explosion of life. I used to get light headed when I would think about this as a child. Now I am blissed out at the idea that there is no explanation that clearly shows how we developed to this NOW, and even if there was, how could it be accurate?
It’s truly amazing when you really sit down and think that we are nothing more than an idea. How liberating! How amazingly potential and vibrant are we. What power we possess in the knowing of who and where we are. Where is the planet, galaxy, universe anyways? The possibilities to live your life exactly the way that you want to are endless. Merry Christmas… Early (or late depending on your own excitement level).
So, are you having trouble with your timeline? Do you want to alter your course and float down another path more agreeable to your soul’s desires? It all starts with the acknowledgement of who and where you are. Really understand the truth, which is that life in its unexplainable existence is miraculous, and you are a part of that miracle. You inhabit a bio suit that you can program and you do program it. You taught your suit to walk through electrical impulses that you spontaneously created in your brain and directed through billions of cells into your legs. Magic.
Once you TRULY know where you are and how you got here, then it’s a matter of directing that energy towards your goals. I FEEL as if we are all here to experience. To me, the most logical explanation of my existence is to explore the world and all of its treasures. Maybe even get off Gaia for a bit. I used to work in office environments. I used to live a pretty normal life. Then, I realized who and where I was.
My life is wild at a minimum and I love it. I am constantly in awe of how amazing it is to be experiencing love, pain, and all the rest. I have lived in jungles, traveled off the path and found bliss in the most amazing places. I swam with jelly fish, dolphins, whales, sharks and everything else. Walked with royalty and peasants. I have traveled continents and hemispheres. I have touch healed people with my hands and astral traveled with my friends. I know what I am and I know that I am capable. I know that life is a dream and I am gonna live it merrily down the stream.
Know yourself and everything else will conspire with you to live your life’s journey. See your goals clearly, focus on the time and space that you want and start acting accordingly as if it is so now.
To switch your timeline, become aware of your current one and step consciously into the next through thought. This is the type of activity that is done with patience and a lot of awareness of your environment.
There are many ways to bring divinity into your life. I could write all day about different practices to increase personal energy and pursue your dreams, but it would be a long article.
Ever wonder how to connect deeper to the meanings behind your dreams? Or how about programming your mind to find specific answers in your dreams?
These classes are available for groups of 5 or more as part of our Bliss Tour. Contact us at Gina@BlissedLife.com to host a class in your space.
You Can Do That too!
Dreaming is one way we can shut off the noise of our limiting thoughts and become ONE with our higher selves. There are layers of goodness, lessons and messages to be had from the dreams you already have. But there’s more.
Join us for Dream Scapes
(Special Reiki Master Teacher Discount for Graduates of our Reiki Master Teacher Courses)
Please Pre-Register ASAP to save your seat, and contact Gina@BlissedLife.com with any of your questions.
You Will Discover How To:
Decode the Messages in Your Current Dreams
Look at Your Dreams as a Shamanic Healing Device– Very Powerful
Map Your Dreams for Logical Patterns
These classes always offer much more than we can express in writing because the group dynamic heightens the vibration. We hope that you will be part of our group too!
We’re home-ward bound to LA in our new eco-fied house on wheels and we want to celebrate that with you Reiki Style. So, we’re offering a delicious price reduction on our first class, and a few amazing extra treats that we know will enhance your life and your Reiki or Healing Practice too.
Here are the Details and remember that we are here for any questions you have.
Reiki is a gentle healing art that brings you physical, emotional and mental relief. Pronounced “Ray-Kee,” this beautiful vibrational healing feels like a surge of love pulsing through your veins, and can bring great clarity and openness in little time.
Gina teaches Usui Shiki Ryoho Reiki– the original Reiki passed down from Mikao Usui, and the only form of Reiki recognized as complimentary medicine.
As a Certified Reiki Practitioner, You Become a Channel for that Energy to Flow Through
You can use it to:
Help empower your goals
Bring healing to yourself, family and friends
Help eliminate pain and illness
Expand or grow your own healing practice
Compliment massage therapy, yoga, shamanic work, healthy eating, and all other natural wellness practices
Wherever You are Right Now, Reiki Quantum leaps You Forward. That’s Why I love it so
Here are the Class Details..
Date: Saturday October 29
Time 11 am-6:30 pm
Where: Long Beach, Private Residence (msg. firstname.lastname@example.org for address)
These are attunement and certification classes, which means that you can use Reiki professionally to expand your current practice or begin a new one, if you like.
Reiki Levels 1 and 2 (advanced): Halloween Magick Healing Edition
Bring the power and beauty of Reiki into your life and begin a deep practice of distance/remote healing. We will be using this class opportunity to to explore how Reiki can help heal our relationships with self, spirit and soul mates and clients — and how we can use that vibration to bring healing even from afar.
This Halloween edition will include some shamanic meditation for astral travel, and teach you how to combine that with Reiki and the Reiki Symbols for some pure magickal experiences.
Plus many more suprises that we have up our sleeves!
This class is great for those looking to build your intuition, work with clients, and use Reiki in unique (and traditional) ways.
Reiki Level 1 covers:
Learn the history and principles of this ancient healing art, and begin to experience the flow of energy through your own body. We will also cover:
Reiki hand positions
Using Reiki in your healing practice/with clients
Unlocking your own healing power
The difference between Reiki and other energy healing practices
Support for post-attunement 21 day cleanse (foods to eat, affirmations, journals etc)
Level 2 Covers:
This level of Reiki helps you discover emotional connections to your own and others’ blocks and illnesses. It also helps you find a balance between the mental and emotional conflicts you may have. Becoming attuned to Reiki Level 2 often inspires balance in all of your relationships as well. You will also learn:
3 Reiki symbols and how to connect to them for use in practice and with yourself
How to send Reiki through time and space
How your body can read intuitive messages during a session
How to connect deeper to spirit
Support for post-attunement 21 day cleanse (foods to eat, affirmations, journals etc
Every class is designed to serve the unique you and the energies of our group. So, every class is a new experience.
To register for class, simply send an email to me at email@example.com to let me know your interest, and then send payment through paypal. Payment must be received by 10-15-11 to secure your seat. Space is limited.
I cannot wait to share this with you. A vegan, gluten-free lunch will be served, but feel free to bring your own snacks if you wish.