Friday, June 28, 2019

From Revelations to Revolutions

I was at the women's group event a couple days ago. I met a woman who does interior decorating and a woman who sells life insurance and financial planning. 

And then I met two women who had never met before who had very similar, unique businesses. 

The first was a nutritionalist who (checks pamphlet) is a certified health coach and owns her own business. She also has 12 years of experience as an orthopedic spine physical therapist. 

And this is where things got interesting, the woman beside her who neither of us had ever met before chimed in and said, "My health business just partnered with an osteopathic medicine company that helps people with depression and other mental health issues by working along the spine without the use of drugs." Her business itself involved bone health and other technical terms I don't remember that ensure a person is getting enough calcium and watching their bone density. 

My first thought after meeting them is, "Wow, they're still carrying on. Women are still focusing on those kinds of alternative wellness methods and doing well." I've probably met over 30 people who have been in businesses like that for decades. 

But on the drive to work it kind of clicked and dawned on me: The spine is the key to the body. It connects the head to everything else. It's the engine of the vehicle and the hard drive of a computer. And people are using lessons from physical therapy, chiropractics and building off of that to address a wide range of issues effecting the body. And then there's more. 

Bigger picture: People are finding remarkably effective means of addressing health issues without drugs or harmful treatments. 

Not to say it cures everything, but it has resolved issues modern medicine has labelled "unchangeable". 

And I realized: Maybe this is God's solution to the medical industry and its desire to put profit above the welfare of people. 

Imagine if the industry were rendered irrelevant. If in one form or another, locally, there were people addressing a wide range of health problems -often holistically -at less cost and with greater, healthier methods. 

We all know that medical marijuana is a God-send for a wide range of issues including PTSD and epilepsy. So, this might be a new shift in the right direction. 

I think when you back people in a corner and tell them they have no options other than dying because you render them incapable of being able to afford to live -God steps in. 

I think the form that takes is usually something seen as "out there" and "unusual" and distrusted until yoga catches on and people realize all the wonderful spiritual and health benefits that go with it. And it's usually very spiritual people who are the first to suggest it and adopt it. 

And the same is happening in other fields beyond medicine. Especially given how much greed and corruption is rampant in so many institutions. 

I think the government is on the list. They just basically rendered the black vote invalid with the Supreme Courts ruling on gerrymandering. Same for a lot of people in poverty. When the system is rigged against people, people always make a new system. 

Myspace thought it was everything until it wasn't and Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram came along. 

If it's against the people, the people will create something for them. Just like God does. 

Wednesday, June 26, 2019

Delay As We Move Forward

Crazy times in which we live. 

Yesterday I started out the morning by going to a women's group -something I haven't done in many years even though I did for many years. I knew that part of the reason it was happening -beyond just trying to get the word out on the adventure park I do marketing for - is because of the positive, spiritual influence of the presence of women together. There's something unique about the calming, healing energy women extend to the world around them. I prayed a good portion of my time there over everyone and whatever God has planned for the greater work women networking can do. 

The group met at Molly Brown's summer home. A woman there who had recently moved from Texas didn't know who Molly Brown was and another woman said, "She survived the Titanic and was featured in that movie with Leonardo DiCaprio..." That's sort of the stereotype/vague understanding of Molly. Margaret Brown is the reason there are juvenile prisons separate from adult prisons. She was in the suffrage movement. She helped widows and young women who lost everything after the Titanic sank by donating to them and making sure they were looked after. She was one of the first American women leaders. 

It is incredible that you can pave the way, do so much, be remembered for so little, and yet even today have a space set aside for future generations of women to occupy to connect with others and make a positive difference. 





It was beautiful. And there was this one girl named Theresa I particularly bonded with. It's amazing how souls do that. I couldn't find the entrance and felt off-center and uncertain and saw her coming and didn't know if she was a recurring member or a new one and said, "Do you know where the entrance is?" And she said, "No, I'm new" and somehow found the right door and we went in. 

Her friend had gone to the adventure park I work at the previous weekend. Everyone else either didn't know the area it was in or got us confused with another park. And I could tell we kind of co-dependently looked to one another throughout the opening of the meeting where we were all greeting strangers. It's nice to have someone in your corner when your in someplace that's new. 

And I know that God is leading me to bring more women to the park. Which sounds weird and was kind of a strange notion when I first realized that was what was spiritually occurring. 

My first thought when the idea first started sinking in was, "Why are there only Corporate retreats and not Entrepreneurial ones? Why don't entrepreneurs do that, we have enough groups out there..." 

I felt like Corporate/Big business had a slice of this fun, amazing time that entrepreneurs didn't get because it never occurred to them hey could have it. 

But then I hesitated with Women's entrepreneurial groups. It's ziplining, and rafting, and via ferrata (safer-version-of-mountain-climbing) and Zorbing (giant hamster ball people roll down a hill in). But I did a back-flip on the bungee trampoline and all I know is it was a Human Experience that made me feel my Soul in an amazing way. It was FUN. 

The adventure park industry (zipline/climbing/rafting) is catered to men. Women come. Families come. But it's catered from men to men. The CEO told me he wanted to change that. 60 -70% of the employees at the park are women. The guides who take you up the climbing wall, the concierge at the front desk, the park manager/overseer... Mostly Women. 

And I thought, Colorado women, and most women in general, aren't afraid of adventure. So why not reach out to them? Hence my desire to reach out to women's groups. I also dedicated an entire week called "Women's Week" at the park where women's groups get 20% discount on adventure packages. Hence the reason for the women's group outreach. 

After that I drove back through the mountains to the park. We were blessedly given the chance to work in the new Cantina/Bar since they were doing light construction out of the other office. It was beautiful out -colors I'm not used to seeing and haven't looked on for at least a couple years. 






But I went right to work. 

I contacted over 6 different radio stations this past week to try and get commercial spots to announce the park's grand opening. Didn't realize how expensive hat was, so after much negotiating and back-and-forth on packaged rates I've narrowed it down to 2 radio stations and am waiting back to confirm that the costs are fine. One of the stations is NPR. I think God is trying to heal the wound between me and that station. 

Most of the people I know who listen to NPR have a passionate appreciation for its contributions to trying to inform people about important things. I had a long list of issues with it's attempt to do that as effectively as it could, but it is better than nothing. Thanks to NPR some of the politically deaf people that I know are fairly well-informed about different things they otherwise would have had either No understanding of or an ignorant misunderstanding of. That said, it still pains me to listen to that station. For me personally, I can't do it. I wish them well. 

Then after all that and a bunch of other computer work, I decided to take a break and take a stroll for a good 15 minutes and wander around the woods. It was  great reprieve. 

I think we take our jobs too seriously at the park. I keep forgetting in all this business and marketing it's about FUN. It's about getting people out of their cubicles, and their heads, and the over-crowded city to come to a place they've rarely ventured into to experience the vast serene views only nature can provide and have some fun spinning around too fast in a gyrosphere. 



People make things more complicated than they should be. 

And now it's today and I'm useless. I have a million graphic design/marketing things to do for PHB and Jos and my brain is like, "NOPE." I worked from 6am to 6pm at the vertical farm on Monday. I had only been working there 3 days a week, but I'm drained. Hiring new people hasn't been working out for them, so at one point there was only 3 people on the line pulling, editing, and packaging hundreds of heads of lettuce as Part 2 of our 4 Part day. Normally we have 5 to 6 people. 

Right now is delay. We're all moving on from the past, letting go of the old, and paving our way towards greater. But it isn't here entirely. 

It reminds me of the last week of high school right before I graduated. Work didn't mean as much because I just wanted to be free and move forward with my life. I cared about the people around me and knew I would probably never see most of them again, but the slow pace of the days leading towards the inevitable break felt too loooonnnnggggggg. 

And it's not just in my life, or work life, that this is happening. 

The children should have been freed by now. It genuinely felt like a grasp had been made and a shift had finally occurred and people would intercede on the children's behalf and get them out of the camps and the senseless neglect and pain. 

Then today they posted a picture of a father and a 3 year old daughter who had drowned and washed ashore on the Rio Grande after being denied sanctuary by this "Christian Nation". They had tried to swim to get across instead. They died. 

And I didn't feel much. I feel numb. Like it's nothing new. Like it's 2 lives out of 1,000s more that have died in various ways without our knowledge -even though we KNOW. I knew it was something that would change nothing. And it hasn't. 

Hell pulled back its grasp. Things are stalemated in a spiritual war that we're trying to bring peace to. The kids are still there -without basic necessities like toothpaste and soap. 

But you can see this possibility for things to change when this new shift comes in the next week or so. When we finally break free of the old and achieve NEW. For the kids, this means a break for freedom as well. It has to. Too many people have prayed on this for too long -including the parents to be reunited with their abused and stolen children. 

Some people have actually talked about breaking them out. Spilling tea into the Boston Harbor was fought over for less. You will see rebellion if there is no change in civility. You deny civility by being inhumane, people will create a civil divide that is less than civil. 

Sometimes I think it will be more like a march on Washington. Sometimes I wonder why that hasn't happened already. They're kids. Some have died at this point. Other times I do think it might be something more historically significant. Some moment that seems almost random or strange that becomes defining of a movement. Like Rosa Parks and the bus. Or Kaepernick with the knee. 

But it won't be a father and a daughter face down on the banks of the river. 


We're delayed. 

Sunday, June 23, 2019

Heaven Coming Through - June 2019

For the past couple days my mind's been thinking a lot about the concentration camps/ internment camps/ privatized inhumane facilities/ helish prisons/ "legal" way of violating people's rights cages/ whatever you want to call them that children are currently imprisoned in. 

#1 It's an insult to Primo Levi not to call these concentration camps. Besides the fact that they are the basic, obvious definition of one, Levi had to explain to people that "genocide" wasn't something that just occurred in the Holocaust: That even as he was answering questions about that past genocide he had to explain that current ones were also going on in Africa and other countries. 


And we've had concentration/internment camps before in America. The Japanese internment camps in California are one of the more easily remembered ones. This tragically isn't new for us. 


#2 How Hell Works: 


-In less than a year 6 children have died in these camps under government custody where for 10 years not one death occurred. And we know this. And have known it for months and months and months. 


-For MANY years these kids have been the victims of sexual abuse int he 1,000s. Even before it started being noted on record (which was within the past couple years) we could have easily guessed this would occur. WE'VE KNOWN for a WHILE NOW. 


-This week: It was discovered unsurprisingly that unsanitary conditions were occurring including lack of soap, toothbrushes, and beds.  We've know Medical Neglect was occurring for a WHILE. Guessing that these unsanitary conditions were occurring should come as no shock. 


And yet, more than ANY other time until now there's finally some traction around improving the conditions these kids are in. Why is that? Why does Soap gain traction, but not molestation or Death? 


I've seen this pattern occur many times before. I maintain there's actually a part in the Bible that alludes to it. It mentions Pharoah's heart being hard like a rock during the deadly plagues. Even if you think it's a spiritual/non-literal metaphor, what is being said? 


That even if the sky was raining fire and frogs were jumping everywhere, you would still write it off and be resistant to change until a final straw came about. And sometimes the final straw isn't that big. Sometimes the straw is just a strand. 


Hell numbs people to compassion and their own hearts as long as possible to create INACTION. Mentally you can conceptually understand something is immoral, unethical, cruel or plain evil -but something holds a person or people back from action occurring. 


So this WHOLE TIME Heaven has been trying to reach people by showing them the truth: 


-Children have died: No change. 


-Children have been abused: No change. 


-Children don't have Medical Care they need: No change. 


-Children don't have toothbrushes: ACTION! CHANGE! 


It's like trying to break down a door until finally the last hinge falls and it gets slightly pushed open and falls to the ground. 


The lesson in this is to ignore the numbness and remember the gravity of reality. If you Know something isn't right, is negative/dark, or evil then don't normalize, rationalize, or ignore it. 


Don't get numb to your soul. 

Thursday, June 20, 2019

Too Many Thoughts: Part 2 (The Greater Revelations)

A shift towards a better future is occurring, and a part of that shift is Truth coming to light, and ironically also the Lies people have fallen under the illusion of. 

Hell Being Seen and Acknowledged 

Maybe it's because of what I've been through and old intuitive survival instincts, but I always seem to notice Hell first before Heaven. For that reason it's been blindingly clear to me and a lot of others that that's what is being made clear to the world right now. 

They still don't call it Hell (although if you saw 2 seconds of a glance at what was going on in different parts of the world, including in this country, you'd have no other word to describe it). Some Christians and more New Age people acknowledge it though, giving it their own terms "3D" or "Demon". Darkness, negativity, divide, pain, suffering, hate... Call it what you want. It's darkness. And it's being brought to light. 

Part of me doesn't know what "normal" people will do when they can't evade these terms anymore. When things take a step further towards fully acknowledging the spiritual nature behind everything. 

Will they panic? 

Will they have a breakdown? 

I've had my own struggles with negative entities being around. It's been a long road on that front. For someone to wake up tomorrow to the truth of everything I've experienced for years would seem a bit overwhelming. I worry for people, but at the same time given how many spiritual individuals have navigated all that and could easily throw a rope ladder down for others to climb up to evade the rising tides, other people should be fine as long as they listen and seek help/advice. 

Jesus, Holy Spirit, Mary Coming Through 

Sometimes I try being unbiased in terms of spiritual belief and acknowledgement. I wasn't exactly raised to be unbias, but given abuses of religions and falsehoods preached I have that tendency anyway, or common sense in life towards religion. I also want to be mindful of other truths shared by different faiths that are out there. Chakras are a thing. As are many other truths/realities that apply. 

But with this it's obvious and overt. It's the truth in the same way, just on a grander scale. Jesus is coming through more now. And what I've seen is Him paving the way for Mary to be acknowledged. For the "divine feminine" to be recognized and respected. The Holy Spirit following close alongside. If it were a sunrise it would be radiant, piercing,  and bright. 

For me it's relief. Whenever that comes through clearly I say, "GOOD. Here! Take the world! It needs a lot of help..." 

What do they call that. Surrender? Serenity? Sanctuary? 

It's peace to the soul. And relief from some sort of burden or weight. 

I am grateful.  

Religious Divides, Truths Ignored

It occurred to me the other day how stupid the notion was that mankind takes on the supremacy of God in authority over others. It also occurred to me how cruel and ungodlike man is in that role. The worst thing a priest can do is be a cruel god for those God is shepherding. 

The best a soul can do in that role is share faith and lead people back to themselves and God. I've met people like that -usually more like christian pastors who say, "I am one of you, and like you I struggle, but here are some answers I found that fulfilled me." 

But these things are often ignored and with that ignorance comes a divided war of My Religion is Right and Yours is Wrong rather than, "Let's discover the truths of what is of this world and beyond it together." 

It's astounding how many planets and stars and cosmos are in the universe of a man who only sees the sun and the moon and the earth. 

If wish more for people, including that they come to see more of what's out there. 

Intercession coming through

Something will happen. One the one hand people who have "evolved" spiritually will step up and being the shift towards greater things. But those lost to Hell and/or ignorance won't stay there suffering. 

I've seen the soul take up its own liberties and say, "Screw the limited mind of this person, I'm breaking out of this cycle and these conditions". The soul can function independently -especially out of necessity -from the human brain. 

But I also think there will be more instances of people coming through and maybe even miracles and divine intercession occurring. 

The fact is they would have occurred more often and by Heaven's will more frequently if they could reach. It's hard reaching your arm to the bottom of a dark well. It's always easier with the bucket on the end of the rope to fetch the water in its pail. 

Shift in Culture

SPACE! We'll finally be getting more space! You don't realize how noisy and cluttered and full of crap the world is until you spend more time in nature. We need VISTAS. We need greater views and fewer things around. 

With that also comes space in our heads to be less cluttered and filled with distraction. We'll be shifting away from other's thoughts (which 90% of the internet is comprised of) to make deeper connections to surroundings and people we're genuinely aligned with. 

Less internet and clutter, more nature and peace. 

Art & Creativity Will Flourish 

As everyone knows Art & Creativity will flourish. Part of it is just the divine expression of the soul. Part of it will be out of necessity for ingenuity in creating a new world that works for everyone. 

Exploration & Discovery

With less fear, people will cater more towards curiosity. We'll want to explore the world with new eyes and less limitations. This also includes discovering more truths about the past, present, and Future. 

This was the first year/ Pride Month that I had ever heard of the rumors that Abraham Lincoln and Anne Frank were gay/bisexual. The proof is pretty clear when you read it. Yet before it was always deemed "impossible", like it would be nothing it would even occur to you to consider.  

The past of who people have been matters. Who present of who we've chosen to be as a people matters even more. 


Dismantling of Institutions

This one might take the longest to sink in. That the structures that have been in place for centuries have all been a false front. Economy, politics, government -they're all a kind of Pain and Darkness. Systems based in hierarchy at the expense of others. There will always be poverty and decay and corruption with these. Most of what Christ spend His time doing was trying to change and not be executed by these institutions. 

We'll find a way to circumvent and render these systems irrelevant. Not sure how or what it looks like, but the path God is laying out will not be founded somewhere in Congress. 

More Liberty & Unity

Once people decide we deserve better and deserve to treat each other better -that's it. Done. The Golden Rule lived out and learned. Once you realize no one deserves to suffer, once the world decides that's what it wants as a whole, we become WHOLE. 

Letting Go of "3D" Mentality 

A shift from the soul to the mind will help pave the way for most people. Failing that, maybe some intercession from Heaven. Eventually the old will fade off and the new good will come through. 

Wednesday, June 19, 2019

Update on Life -I Hate Mercury

What the hell happened yesterday. Started out kind of heavy, uneasy, and then went full tilt into the chaotic and manic. It was one of those times I wanted to push an invisible "time out" button and take a mental health break from life. On the drive home I kept trying to calm the overwhelming anxiety/animosity/suffocation and thought "It's like being a ping pong ball bouncing off of a million shattered pieces of glass". 

Then I saw a post about Mercury and Mars being in Retrograde against Pluto. They called it the "Worst Astrological Day of 2019". They called the energy of the day "catastrophic". It was pretty bad. 

I can't keep up with Astrology and the planets in general -and past a certain point I've been led by Heaven not to in place of having greater faith in circumstances, God, and the future. But it is nice to hear from those tracking it. It's like not paying attention to the weather then a hail storm hits out of nowhere and you think you're living in a nightmare until the weatherman on the news says, "Yah this was coming, but it'll be sunny tomorrow." 

Huge changes are coming through in general. I put in my 2 weeks at the vertical farm Monday. 2 days before on Saturday I was thinking about it and it just felt right and like the right time. It was hard doing it though. I love the people there, just not always the work load. It's a good cause and it's important for the future that we have vertical farms and more sustainable agriculture. But it was time to move on. 

The adventure park is taking me on 3 days and the other 2 I can do graphic design and marketing for the women entrepreneurs I've been working with. Much more creativity, ease, and relaxation. I actually get to work from home 2 days a week which is awesome. 

I've also been thinking of doing something on Facebook or online where I post about graphic design/marketing tips for free. And maybe another place where I can post inspiring artwork I come across by other people. This new time is all about looking at the world like a blank canvas you can paint on and add beauty to. 

At the same time, I know I'm meant for more than just graphic design/marketing. I still want freedom, nature, and creativity. To be more essentially spiritual. I still get distracted by the news of the world and the noise (although I can tune it out better now). 

The thing you always have to ask yourself is, "Is it NEW and is it GOOD?" If not, let it go, move on, and refocus your attention on what is. The old cocoon is dying off to reveal it was never the butterfly. The old world was never going to be enough for everyone -especially not with affiliations like poverty and violence. So you say, "That's old world noise that's fading out to tune into a better radio station". 

Lately I've also been watching videos of animals, exotic destinations, and people making art. It's incredible. There's an animal called a Royal Indian Pipefish. It's weird  looking and I never even knew it existed. Every time we put the world under a microscope we forget there's MORE. 

There's a video of a Labrador playing with a baby rhino. Not sure how they got acquainted, but that happened. There's so much life out there we've been distracted from and made to feel unworthy of... 

Thursday, June 13, 2019

Too Many Thoughts: Part 1 (My Trip to Denver Art Street & Past Dreams)

(Art by Andra Howard)

First I'll talk about the First Friday Art Walk -which is a once a month opening of art museums and galleries to the public down one particular street in Denver. 

My friend invited me to go and I know a woman who has her art featured in the Grace Gallery there so I was happy to finally get to see it. 

On my way to the street, I passed by a high school that had a garden of different plants and herbs growing in cement planters outside the building. My jealousy was profound: 


Why the heck don't schools have these more often???! 

Then I made it to the art street and the Grace Gallery was my first, and probably one of my top 2 favorite galleries visited. Note to artist that show their artwork in galleries: Next-to-no-one will actually buy your art right then and there. They're just tourists passing through. Leave either smaller items that are cheaper that feature your art or a business card with your social media/website listed. 

Was also told not to take pictures of the art in one gallery. WHY? No one on earth is going to know ANY of these artists if people don't post/talk about them. Imagine telling someone about an amazing art piece you wanted to buy, but couldn't because it was a million dollars, and how you want to follow that person to the ends of the earth on Instagram now. And your friend asks, "Well what's their name?" And you say, "I don't know, they didn't have a business card and I wasn't allowed to take pictures, so you'll just have to take my word -which doesn't include his name." 


Egotism has no place in the art world. Too many artists out there. No one knows any. Forget the ego. 

Anyways, my other 2 favorite galleries were:

1. Museo de las Americas (there was an artist that did a Mexican take on Picasso's work including Guernica, which was changed to look like Aztecs being attacked by Spaniards). 

2. A super-cool, spiritual art gallery I don't remember the name of. *Consults Google... Threyda Art & Apparel (No wonder I didn't remember the name)

Then something kind of unexpected happened. In this area of people: including gay guys holding hands, black people selling art, Hispanic people dancing to street music, cultural diversity, spiritual inclusivity... etc... a guy with a Trump MAGA Hat decides to walk on through. 

There was some shouting, mostly by one or two people. Every one else just kind of looked silently/awkwardly and was like, "Really??? Is this happening? Does he not know...?" 

It felt a little like being on the corner of Haight and Ashbury. 

At the same time there was this sense of protection. Like, everyone there was there for each other in that way. 

It was also interesting because 5 minutes before that we were all resenting each other for being there. There were wayyyyy too many people and it was crowded and hot. I disliked everyone due to proximity issues until that moment. Then we were all bonded. 

Anyways, while I was waiting for my friend to show up I sifted through my old cellphone notes (some of which I found out date back to 2016). There was some pretty profound stuff I had written -particularly with dreams that at this time are mostly happening/coming true. 

Most of these dreams are from late 2017/early 2018:

Dream #1: The Horse & The Storm I was in bed when a huge tornado/storm and I saw it out my window. Then a horse appeared in my room and rested in my bed beside me to comfort me. I then got the sense/understanding that I needed to trust the horse because I could ride it, and it was going to help me get through the storm. 

Fast-forward to this past month. There have been at least 5 instances where I've left places (relatives homes, office...) right before a bog, dark storm hit. I actually drove home the other night and watched a huge cloud stretching from Denver to the mountains crack with lightning and thunder as I drove in the sun miles away. 

And "Horse" has been coming up an insane amount. Horse represents freedom, which is something I've been asking and waiting for a lot this year. Freedom from negative thoughts, political turmoil, being overly obsessed with work, and just wanting more space and nature in general. 

When I read the dream in my notes I remembered it and it felt like I was meant to read it in that moment because I'd know what it meant whereas before I didn't. 

Dream #2: The Bottles The first part of my dream was a 6 year old little "Casanova" boy running up to grown women and flirting with them as if he was going to convince them to sleep with him. I think it represents the innocence in men being sold out when they're young to ego/lust/illusion. 

The second part of my dream was more significant. I was in a  spiritual bookstore and there were shelves with different kinds of bottles glowing on them. I was supposed to choose 2 bottles that would help determine my future fate. I was leaning towards the Bottle of Creativity, when something kind of pulled me away from that and seemed to insist I wanted the Horse/Freedom Bottle instead. Another was a bottle titled "Sisterhood" and showed sisters holding hands in a circle. 

I then bought a book and it came with a beautiful set of turquoise plates to match my kitchen. 

Unpacking all of this now: I did eventually (maybe 3 months ago) buy plates that matched the turquoise set to match my kitchen. I had a similar dream about the bottles maybe a year or so ago. 

In that dream, after looking at the bottles, I left the store with my 2 friends from work Syndey and Elaine, and a giant spider came up and chased after us and bit us and we were poisoned and then I couldn't see them. That in reality is kind of what happened. We divided. Mostly Elaine divided from me (for what I summarize as being blindly led by negative influences) and she and Sydeny hung out and kind of ditched me. So much for the "sisterhood" option. 

Creativity and Freedom on the other hand are HUGE themes, right now, this year, and this ERA. 

Go your own path, be creative, seek freedom, and whoever sticks around sticks around. 

Dream #3: I had a dream that I go a graphic design/marketing job at another place in the mornings before I went into my work at the vertical farm. I was told very specifically to put my designs on merchandise (hats, coffee mugs, sweaters...). I really liked the people there, especially an Indian woman. 

Fast-forward to now: I work Tuesday and Friday and soon Monday doing graphic design/marketing at the adventure park. I still work weekends at the vertical farm. I was told to come up with graphic designs for the park to be put on merch through Zazzle.com (they supply the items, we supply the artwork and make 12% of the profit). I also feel a great connection to Greg, the CEO who wrks in the same office and Deanna -a Hawaiin-now-Coloradan girl who's just starting out as a marketeer. 

Dream# 4: Candles I dreamed I got a rainbow collection of different colored candles. 

I don't know why a few of my dreams have candles in them. In a dream I had twice and not that long ago the candle sort of represented my internal light/soul. It's interesting. 

Again, I told God I'm an idiot and if you don't spell things out for me as clear as day I will struggle figuring stuff out on my own. 

Dream #5: Journey Through Colorado There was some sort of apocalyptic event (in the dream I don't know what it was, just that it was). Nothing natural was destroyed -mountains, nature, and many places were still in tact. It was just really deserted, vacant, and uncertain. I led a group -mostly of women -on an intuitively led journey through different places in Colorado looking for something/a place to stay. 

I then came to a big house that I had cleaned when I worked as a house cleaner and got to play around in the house and stay there for a while since the owners weren't around. They had a lot of cool stuff I liked looking at. 

Fast-forward to now: This hasn't happened or anything, but I do pass by these houses/mansions that sit high on mountain tops when I drive to the park in the mornings and I get the sense I'm meant to see them/relate to them because I'm meant to live somewhere similar at some point. Somewhere high up and "grand". 

This also ties in to 3 other, vivid dreams I've had where I have my own room in a much bigger mansion-like house with at least 2 other women living there/owning that place. It's by the ocean and there's a balcony with a view of it. 

I'm also feeling led/drawn to Texas right now. I think I might be meant to move there. I hate the premise of that -not a fan of Texas. But my aunts live there and the woman entrepreneur I've been helping out this year lives there and wants me to come down to visit and go over marketing stuff. I'm working on setting up a mini vacation visit soon. 

My first vacation I've orchestrated on my own. I feel like I'm meant to see Texas, swim in the ocean, connect with people there, and maybe be led further to move. Not sure. 

Originally when I saw the ocean from the balcony in my dreams I thought it was alluding to California and I was meant to move back there. Like maybe San Diego. 

But I also get the sense that God is leading me to pop-into spiritual epicenters. San Jose California was Mentally & Spiritually-Oriented. Low crime rate, plenty of nature around, smaller city... until it got overly populated and congested. Things went downhill. 

Then I moved near Denver in Colorado a Outdoorsy, Spiritually-Open-minded State affiliated with Health and Being Respectful. 

Now Texas, particularly Austin and the Coast, which I hear is affiliated with Christianity/Spirituality and Art.  

Watching life unfold and patterns come through is strange.