so this dream i had of trump – another one. i have lost count of all of the dreams i have had w/him in it.
in the experience i had last night i was observing him from afar. he was surrounded by a lot of people – “important” people in terms of well known. the “in” crowd. i should have written it down as the happenings of the day have caused the experience to rather fade away. so…i don’t recall all of the things i was observing him doing. but i am able to clearly remember the last scene.
i’m in an elevator and he walks in at one of the stops. there is, once again, a lot of “important” people around him. i recall feeling “he doesn’t know who i am. he won’t be interested in associating with me. he’s with his people.”
but then, he looks my way, smiles and walks over to me. he gently places an arm around my shoulder and as he does so, he pushes back the crowd of people with the other hand. i suddenly felt so safe – so protected (an experience i have not had much of in this incarnation). i notice the material on his pants. a midnight blue color. shimmery, almost. it was marked with a pattern of star-like shapes – silver. i knew then he is not from here.
he’s one of the “crazy” ones from Home.
that may sound “crazy” to some – but you know what? i don’t care. like Trump, deep within, i don’t care one bit what anyone thinks of me. only the programmed piece of me here inside this pit has cared.
the scene in the elevator went on for some time. i relaxed – let go – and relished in the feeling of being so comforted. so cared about and for. you could say i totally soaked up the experience.
it was also showing me an experience of what i long for – what i need – to be with others w/whom i just completely gel. energetically it becomes more difficult for me to engage in any interaction, any conversation, that is fake – where the topic speaks of the same ‘ole same ‘ole. i long for and need to have conversations where NEW is spoken of. NEW experiences. NEW ways of Being and Doing and Creating. oh my god i feel i am screaming inside needing to have such conversations – such experiences. to be in the presence of others who just GET me – because i get THEM back. connection.
and no more having to follow the agenda here simply because of others who continue to power over. i am so overly done with that. i am at the door, bags in hand, door is open, awaiting for that new experience i have not only longed for but helped assist in creating to M A N I F E S T.
love,
victoria
Create what you want to see happen, with all your soul, heart and feelings. Stop waiting for it to happen. Make it happen! Your thoughts and feelings create your reality!!
until freedom (from money and power over) is restored and we are OUT of this prison, our ability to create our own reality is limited.
Exactly!
while i appreciate your concern, i really don’t take to unasked for advice (plus you really don’t know the great steps i have taken over the years to create a better experience for myself that suits the desires of my heart) and i don’t follow the concept that our thoughts create our own reality. to a certain level, yes – but as long as we are in this realm we are limited in what we can create.