Dream: Shadow-Self Embracing with Jesus (Part 3: The Red-Power Tricycle)

Retro

Here is part 3 of last night’s dream. Catch up with part 1 and part 2

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.

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Jesus was a Pisces Too

I recently found Googled proof that I share a birthday with Jesus. I’d been looking for JC’s “real” birthday since well before Christmas –because the “holidays’ continue to lose meaning for me. I’m puzzling together a spiritual education for my son that includes teachings of all of the spiritual masters. But, I’m doing it on a shoestring time budget. So, admittedly – I “Google” many things first.

Although you can find ANYTHING on the internet, and so much of it is clouded in “scientific proof” or the admitted opinions of fantasy seekers – something about this made me ponder my connection with Jesus more deeply. And what came of it is pretty cool.

You see, I’m not a Christian. I was raised Catholic, and as an extremely sensitive and psychic child that really gave me a bad taste for church, church music, and images of Christ on the Cross. At a young age, I didn’t buy that suffering was what Jesus meant to teach us. And, I expressed that by throwing tantrums, giving the evil eye to people at church, and not singing or shaking hands at “peace be with you” when I was supposed to. Still, I found myself talking to Jesus, the “Real Jesus” (in my mind), in most of my internal conversation. I felt him holding me on many nights. Then, I grew up.

Until last January, when I had the most amazing and painful experience with the spirit world, I hadn’t seen Jesus in ages. But soon my visions, feelings and messages increased daily.

I hear that the times are changing, and soon messages like this will become more okay and accepted by all. And, in fact that messages like this are what we need to heal many of our pains. In a dream, Jesus told me to look at my hands. And, in them were endless crystal pools. He said “You know what you do with your hands?…. I taught you that.”

Since 2011 began, my visits from Jesus in dreams and waking life have inspired me to further study his connection to Reiki Healing… we all read in the Bible that Jesus healed with his hands – but I wanted to know how that connected to Reiki. When I asked that question in my mind, my brain filled with the Hare Krishna song, and I heard Jesus tell me that he has traveled to India. Then signs continued to pop up that he in fact DID travel there and shared knowledge with eastern spiritual leaders.

Everything brings me back to the idea that we are all connected and that was his true message. We are so connected that it makes my head spin sometimes. My husband feels my headaches, my son reads my thoughts, and I always wake up KNOWING some of what’s about to unfold for the day.

As a child, I had no idea how to marry my inner world with my outer, so I wrote a lot. I used to just let my pen float over the page and write “what God told it to write” then look up to my bedroom ceiling and say “Thank you God.” It was the best way I could connect with spirit. And, when God made my pen move I knew he/she was still there.

Today I know that I can connect with spirit more by connecting with you, and sharing the work that has been passed down to me.

As I write and teach I grow so much. But, I no longer fear exploding. I’m about to turn 32 on March 1. My birthday hasn’t meant that much to me since the days my dad used to take me out for lox and bagels, bowling and clothes-shopping. Don’t get me wrong…. there have been awesome birthdays.. really awesome ones. But, I’m a pisces and I always look for deep meaning.

This year, the deeper meaning is in the gifts I give. I already have some up my sleeve for the loves in my life. And, please keep watch for the ones I have for you.

Bliss You

Gina

PS. My parents names are Joseph and Marion…. just a blissy co-inkydink, huh?

Image Credit: “Om” By, Layalk

365 Books to Bliss: Book 1 — “Psychic” By, Sylvia Browne

Don’t ask me why I picked up this book in the “first” place — other than the fact that it must’ve been divinely placed in my hands. It wasn’t the book I was looking for “Psychic Children,” and after reading 2 Sylvia Browne books in the previous week — I was a teeny bit bored of her.

I’m a writer. And, I can get cranky  and arrogant about all the zillion mediocre books that get published without  so much as a spell-checker. I so wrongfully assumed that this book was going to be one of those… yet I THANKFULLY picked it up anyway.

I’m obsessed with Mary Magdaline and Jesus. Have been ever since I was a kid. So, 2 weeks ago, when I was  bouncing down the library steps with my son, the hardcover copy of Sylvia Browne’s “2 Mary’s” fell into my  recycled grocery  bag.  I gobbled it down in 10 hours and found it a bit disappointing. She kept repeating the same concepts  and left me wanting to know more. So,  then I ate up “The Mystical Life of Jesus,” by Sylvia Browne, and began developing a soft spot for this famous psychic.

The JC book was much better in that there was more info to reveal. I felt the book about the two Mary’s didn’t contain enough info to call it a book.    If you wanted, I could summarize it in one sentence. But, I won’t. Because ,by now I am deeply in love with Sylvia Browne… almost more than I’ve ever been with any other psychic. And, “The Mystical Life of Jesus is so worth reading IF you are intrigued and new to the subject. It’s so easy to read, and so full of love and respect.  She shares new information about Christ that is likely to help anyone develop a stronger relationship with themselves and God. This is not a book  touting Christianity  or any other religion, and it takes Christianity far beyond the constraints of the Bible. In fact it totally shakes the Christian paradigm.

“Psychic”  By, Sylvia Browne

I’ m psychic. Have been for many lifetimes. Only now, finally — Ive figured out that it’s not a sin, or too weird. In fact.. I actually am fairly normal. But, when this book landed in my hand, it was because I first thought it was another of her book’s “Psychic Children.” I was hoping on some advice to help nourish my son’s abilities.

What I got instead was laugh after laugh as Sylvia describes her metamorphosis into a fully developed psychic. Everything happens so organically for her. Like how she has no idea that past lives exist, until she unintentionally regresses someone to ancient Egypt during a hypnosis.

Being psychic doesn’t mean that you know everything. We are just given messages sometimes, and it is for us to experience the life around the messages. I could so relate to her story. Sometimes I feel naive because terms like “astral travel” are fairly new to  me — but I’ve known how to do it my whole life.

The book wasn’t written as a “how to, ” but I found myself taking notes.

She teaches the difference between ghosts and spirits and what to do if you encounter either. She dispels myths about the Other Side, fairies, doppelgangers, angels and so much more.

Because this is a memoir, we come to understand that Sylvia is a person first devoted to logic and research.

I think that we all should be pretty skeptical of paranormal stuff if we have no proof. I am. There are lots of scams out there. Because I am psychic, I really benefited from the advice of the veteran — even though she didn’t write it as advice.

Read it if you are a young psychic. Read it if you would love to know more about exercising your psychic abilities. Read it for lots of laughs and a really great story about how one woman found BLISS by becoming her truest self.

Namaste,

Gina

note: I’m not selling this book.  I linked it to the Amazon page where I got the image

I’ reading 365 Books this year. Brace yourself.