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Summer drop-out

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Summer drop-out

Ho-kay; done with the dreams.  Moving on now.

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Its summer, the time of year we follow the sun running like fools until we drop in front of the BBQ pit at 8 o’clock at night in our best imitation of Wonder Woman.  No matter it’s not dark for another hour or so, the clock is still ticking and there’s fun to be had.

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Well this year I’m opting out.  In honor of my grandmothers’ legacies, I’m going more Southern Lady in the Shade, sweet tea in one hand, sewing needles in the other.  I’m done trying to reach marketing geniuses ideas of summer fun.  I live in south Texas where temperatures are still hovering around 100 degrees at 10:30 at night. Nuff said.

 

Climate change or cyclical anomalies, whatever, never seem to be factored into TV commercials; and it’s a crying shame manufacturers are trying to sell uncontrollable joy and the ultimate outdoor gladiator experience in this kind of heat.

Greed is the sweaty little merchandise king with the leather whip driving this maniacal ship, and I want off!

I’m headed back inside my tortoise shell with the air blasting.  I’m going to OD on Discovery ID Crime and Food Network Cooking shows.  I’m going to sew until Charlotte, my Bernina, screams.  I’m going to quilt until my fingers bleed.  I’m going to make about 1,000 salads and learn my way around Cool Whip cakes and Jello Fluffs.

I’m not going to try to keep up with anyone.

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I don’t care what anyone else thinks.

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I’m pulling the plug on social politeness.

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Stand back girls, I’m going in!

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Dreams, part 3

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Dream interpretation suggestion #1

What we can learn from our dreams is highly subjective and uniquely personal; that’s why standard dream symbol books sometimes fail us.  Also, those who interpret dreams professionally don’t belong to a single philosophy; their approaches and perceptions vary.   I’m not a professional; I was led to pursue knowledge surrounding the subject as a matter of consequence.  The way I interpret dreams is strictly intuitive, approaching them from a spiritual viewpoint because I believe they are intended to support our life journeys, and prepare us for returning home after death.

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The journey is what you chose to make of it, or not.  Opportunities to grow never cease to present themselves; whether or not we chose to recognize or follow their lead is our choice.

To interpret your dreams you’ll need a notebook and pencil /pen to keep bed-side for recording dreams you remember.  Please write them down as quickly as possible because they can begin fading from conscious memory almost from the beginning.

Even though a dream interpretation book will not accurately explain each specific symbol in your dreams, it’s good to have one to use as a guideline, (I’ll delve a little deeper into this subject later), but the book I use is The Dream Book, Symbols for Self-Understanding by Betty Bethards.  I’ve read hundreds of dream interpretation books; this one works best for me.  Unfortunately the author passed away several years ago so I’m not sure how easy it is to get a new copy of her book, but I’ve found them online from time to time, and often in used book stores.

The first step should be done before retiring for the night: you must spiritually clear the space around your bed and your body of heavy, unwanted, or negative energy.  Personally, I smudge¹ using sage as I speak out loud saying something like : Only love and light in this space, only equal or higher frequency energy than my own allowed here.  I banish anything less from within the safe zone I have created.

After you have cleansed the area of negative energy using a ritual or format you are comfortable with, it’s time for the second step.  In order for anything to really work, we must set an intention.    Speaking out loud, repeat, for example, “It is my intention to deepen my understanding of the dreams I dream, and to enhance my connection with them, learning how to implement their wisdom into my waking life.”    Or perhaps, “It is my intention to live more consciously by understanding my dreams and incorporating their intuitive messages into the realities of my waking life.”

Say whatever feels right to you.

Don’t be discouraged if it takes a while for your subconscious mind to work with you, eventually you should be able to remember your dreams, or parts of them; and the parts you recall may be the most significant messages of all.

Keeping a Dream Notebook will reveal dreaming patterns that may be present.   I always see dreams as positive energy, even when, clearly, they address unpleasant aspects of life.  Even when they come in the form of nightmares dreams deliver powerful messages that clarify current and/or past challenges, or explain hidden truths lurking within more mundane aspects of waking life.

Dreams are tools, crutches and magnifying glasses readily available to each of us, intended to ease our travel through life.  Dreams serve as conduit to deeper depths of ourselves, and sometimes bridges to the other side.  Most of all, dreams are knowledge our subconscious minds offer to busy, distracted consciousness in efforts to provide balance, strength and wisdom.

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Our dreams are filled with symbols meant to awaken innate knowledge.  The colors and numbers we see in our dreams are important, carrying their own meanings.  Throughout history dream symbol meanings have generally been assigned by sages and philosophers.  Amazingly these definitions are similar or exactly the same in unrelated cultures.  But sometimes the accepted meanings of dream symbols differ from what the dreamer feels in his soul.  Remember, dreams relate to us individually and sometimes use symbolic language only we can hear.  So if a commonly defined dream symbol doesn’t resonate, follow your own interpretation reminding yourself the dream reflects your  instinctive inner voice, so who best to understand than you?

 

1 smudge:   “…a traditional Native American method of burning sacred herbs to produce a smoke cloud which is used in various cleansing or prayer ceremonies and purification or healing rituals…” www.mwarpaths2peachpipes.com

 

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Why dreaming is important, part 1

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Our hearts beat; our lungs expand and contract, our stomachs process foods we eat. Our eyes blink, lubricate and react to emotion, darkness and light. Our kidneys and colons process and eliminate wastes. The body is genetically programmed to operate in ways that ensure balance. Dreaming is an essential element in that process; it is an unavoidable way for the subconscious mind to get our attention when attention is needed. Dreams link subconscious proficiency to conscious experience.
When body systems fail to function properly, we get sick. If the brain sends scrambled messages to an organ, it will malfunction. If we are born with poorly developed or damaged components, we exhibit various levels of inability to function at optimal levels. When we ignore our dreams we are ignoring messages our bodies have deliberately sent to educate, alert and synchronize our physical bodies with the rhythms and currents of the external world in which we live.
Dream messages are crucial.

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None of us is simply a body or a brain; we are multilayered, multidimensional human beings with subtle and overt energies. For the most part, medicine divides man into two categories: physical and mental. The church goes further by acknowledging the mind, body and soul.
Being a registered nurse I have faced both the positive and negative sides of medicine and its community; but because I am a deeply spiritual woman I have learned to look pass staples of science and religion, finding my own way to incorporate personal beliefs into the gear and pulley system of my everyday life.
When I was 23 I survived a catastrophic automobile accident, but not before experiencing clinical death. I’m not sure if it was the search for answers to the journey I took during the time doctors worked to save me that awakened innate senses and instincts that had, perhaps, been locked inside my practical life or if in deed, near death itself gifted the new awareness that was pivotal. None-the-less, my focus shifted dramatically sending my mind down rabbit holes I had never even noticed before, let alone explored.

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In my search for personal truth, I have discovered the depths of the two aspects of all living things, the external world and a very powerful internal realm. When I learned to trust and heed knowledge I gained from internal energies, I was able to directly impact the external realities in which I live. Without that balance, I often felt I had little or no control over events in my life, when actually I had merely failed to recognize and employ inner strength in response to them.

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Paying attention to and understanding your dreams is an aspect of deeply knowing yourself. We all have the ability to recognize dream symbols and the quirky tales they weave as we sleep, but most of us have forgotten how to access or interpret that knowledge. We live in a world of instant-ness; everything is set in fast-forward. Reconnecting or awakening inner terrain is always a process, it is the elevation and evolution of thought and always takes time and patience.
Cultural trends have dulled our sense of inter-connected-ness with others. But its effect has wounded us on even deeper levels. While it is true there is deep satisfaction in having a rich spiritual life, it is a fundamentally necessity to develop and utilize internal wisdom. Learning how to interpret our dreams is a way of doing that. In my next few posts I will share with you a bit of my inner journey, and suggest a few ways you can use your dreams to navigate life.

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uncomfortable truth…

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I tend to wear hope out from overuse.  At some point you have to back away from the tiny picture in front of your eyes to understand everything isn’t always visible from where you’re standing

tooth fairy.

The tooth fairy never existed; someone just loved you enough to keep your innocence alive as long as possible.  I’ve heard people compare the elderly to children; maybe that’s where my inexplicable reliance on hope comes from.  Sometimes I forget some things are just meant to be, no matter how distasteful.

For me, everything turns into rainbow soup.

When I wake up in Never-land, I enjoy myself because I’m not really thinking about the absurdity of it all.  I go with it so I don’t mess it up.  But some days, for no obvious reason, I wake up on the other side of the party, and everything turns from balloons and confetti to something less joyous.

90% of the time I can figure out why.  It happened this morning.  I had a bad dream, one of those about people you love, and the difficulties they experience. For half of the day gloom persisted, so I knew there was more to it than a dream.  So I let myself go down the dark rabbit hole and found the problem.

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I’m honest with myself, and I know enough to respect the fact that deep down inside I’m still a child afraid no one will love me.  When I make promises, I keep them; but not everyone does.  The little girl in my heart forgets that from time to time, and when something happens that keeps her from believing in the tooth fairy, she gets sad until she connects enough dots to be okay with letting the issue go.

Someone broke a promise to me.  Not once, but four times.  It’s time to let it all go.  It’s time to move on.  It’s time to quit making excuses.

Being honest with myself always makes a huge difference.  It lifts the burden.  I’m not responsible for others, only for myself.  And I am woman of my word.  I have to be because the child inside is counting on me; and I would do most anything to keep innocence alive in this harsh world.  And I love myself enough to try.

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the truth about leaves

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I think it’s pretty arrogant of people to think they’re superior to other living things.  We’re all part of nature after all.  Maybe it’s just ego , but maybe it’s something more basic and widespread like social and religious indoctrination/orientation that bloat our sense of standing on planet earth.

Personally I trust dogs more than I do most people these days.

I’m not particularly fond of squirrels but if I see one lying dead in the street, my stomach still drops to my feet, and I feel an emotion akin to lose for the rest of the day.  Make that a dog or cat, and I retch.

So this morning I’m drinking coffee in my favorite rocker on the front porch watching trees sway in a rather brisk breeze, and my brain starts doing its thing.  All of the sudden, I remember having had a light-bulb moment about twenty years ago when I had a moment of absolute awareness concerning leaves.  That’s right, leaves.   I usually keep a running dialogue inside my head with my spirit guide, so I asked DreamWalker if there was any significance to the presence or sequencing of leaves growing on trees or bushes or plants in general.

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It’s not like I can hear any voices or anything, it’s just suddenly I become aware of something or another; and in this case, it was an answer to my question about leaves.

So, leaves are the emotional expression in the plant world, it seems.  In spring everything is still a little bit hungover from winter’s sleep but starting to get worked up.  By mid-summer, everyone is singing.  Fall brings a blush of warm emotion as plants remember carefree days of warmer weather while preparing for a long well-deserved sleep.  (Hey, you bake in the sun for a couple of months and tell me how you feel.)  Winter is pretty obvious; it’s about resting and restoration.

So this morning I took it a step further by comparing myself to the trees I was watching.  And within a few minutes I could see another similarity, this time concerning the seasons of trees.  Spring is to a tree what childhood is a person; it’s that amazing time of life when everything is beginning.  Bud by bud, we begin to expand the perimeters of our world.  Sometimes we find bees or spiders, scary, but that’s only a tiny bit of what turns out to most often be flowers.

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Summer is late adolescence through the latter part of mid-adulthood.  By then life has proliferated beyond our wildest imagination and we are bursting with emotions, positive or negative.  By fall, later life, we’ve grown quite reflective. This is definitely a time of beauty and preparation.  By winter, we need more rest so we spend time watching sunrises and sunsets, being thankful or remorseful, depending, and waiting for whatever comes next.

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Ahhh, it was a good cup of coffee.  And so enlightening.

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After some pretty significant health problems the past few years, I’ve spent a great deal of time trying to find a good balance between what I want to do and what I can.  I’m more Fall Chicken than Spring Chicken as an aging Baby Boomer, but my bucket list is still pretty long.  And while I won’t see the Aurora Borealis in person, there are many other goals I’ve made throughout life then set aside for whatever reason seemed pertinent at the time.

There are promises I’ve made myself and then dismissed as too grandiose.  Even worse, from time to time I find I’ve limited myself using the excuses that some of the dreams I dream are selfish or silly.  Just thinking that makes me nauseous because I’m not one who buys into the Selfish Guilt Trip Philosophy society sometimes uses to restrain us from reaching for the stars, rather than keeping our noses to the grindstone, asking no questions.  Also to say a goal is silly is to diminish personal potential and only shows I have more work to do in regards to self-esteem.

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Maybe no one out there knows I’m a somewhat of philosophical rebel; if not, that’s because I haven’t spoken up.  What I have done is share one aspect of my life, keeping the rest under wraps because it’s easier that way.  That’s a back track on my behalf.  In 2000, I quit approaching life from a non-adversarial vantage point, deciding direct attack was a more effective choice.

It was during that particular revolt I changed my perception of the word selfish, exchanging the word with the more gentle term: self-is.

Things got a lot easier for me after shifting that perspective.  By ditching an overused word and altering its definition, I removed the negative implication.  Although a rather simple concept, it was necessary for me to overcome my overwhelming tendency to make choices dependent on pleasing others, rather than considering my own needs and wishes.

Like any habit, practice is involved.

I recently received notice from WordPress it’s time to decide whether or not I want to renew this account.  I’ve given the question a lot of thought and decided, Yes, I do want to continue Aunt Bea Me, but I want to come at it from a different point of view.

It’s almost as drastic as Betty Crocker saying she’s decided to produce shoes.

I have another WordPress site, ittymac, it presents a different side of me; but without realizing it, I seem to have been sharing a tamer side of myself there too.  I think I slipped into such a good place after marrying Richard and experiencing unconditional love, I got a little lazy.

No one likes conflict.  Well, maybe some people do, but I’m not one of them. And as I mentioned before, I waver a bit when it comes to issues of self-esteem.  Even so, I’m stepping out of line and drawing a bit of attention to myself.  I’m not trying to save anyone.  I’m not trying to steal the spotlight either; I’m not trying to do anything.  I’m just opening my mouth and letting all the stuff inside come out.

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The Agony and Angst of Competition: Cupcake Wars

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I’m a huge fan of the television reality show Cupcake Wars, so when our local bakery, Fat Bottom Girls, was asked to participate, I was ecstatic!  Actually, no one in town except the girls at the bakery even knew about it for the longest time, apparently like most wars, details are illusive, very hush-hush.  But when an airing date was finally announced, Aunt-Bea-Me did a little happy dance in the middle of her kitchen and then bounced to the laundry room to mark the calendar.

Well, I can tell you, the weeks drug on and on, my anticipation growing proportionately; and when the viewing date was so close I could almost taste one of Fat Bottom Girls Salted Caramel cupcakes burst in my inner mouth, I visited their cute, little pink bakery on Central for luck.

I’ve always heard that Hollywood was fickle, and now I can attest to that truth, because on that late day, mid-summer, I was shocked and disappointed to find that the Food Network contacted the Girls to let them know their show had been postponed, a future reschedule date to be announced some time later.

Well, I never….

The harshness of the outer world was mind-boggling.  Here in small town Arkansas, a person is only as good as his word, or the goodies she bakes, so a complete change in war strategies and rules came as a hard blow, shaking my faith in the entertainment world quite a bit.  But like any confident woman, Aunt-Bea-Me knows the true value of a Tim Gunn “Make it work” moment, so I made a plan that would facilitate another mandatory adjustment to change.

In true warrior style, I attacked the challenge using hands on combat, (baking therapy), to hasten and ensure a complete recovery, inventing cupcake after cupcake, each sugar free and more than a trifle dry or redundant.  But like any good soldier, I was steadfast in my determination and committed to the task ahead; that’s when the moist, delicious sugar free Banana Cream Cupcake with Cranberry Compote and Light Fluffy Cream Cheese Frosting was born.  This cupcake was a hero!

It wasn’t long after the Sugar Free Banana Cream Cupcake with Cranberry Compote and Light Fluffy Cream Cheese Frosting culinary success had led me to recovery from Hollywood’s brutal betrayal, that an announcement went out that our own Fat Bottom Girls had, at last, been rescheduled for national debut!

Will they win or will they go down in flames alongside countless other cupcake geniuses?  I can only guess because that whole war secrecy code thingy is still in full force, in spite of set backs and betrayals.  But pretty soon we will all know!

Turn into the Food Network tonight, Saturday, December 7th, at 7 pm central standard time, and find out!  You can bet your best apron Aunt-Bea-Me will be watching alongside her best friend-husband, Rich, in their basic beige love seat recliner!