Of course cleaned the house again. But I surprised myself with more energy and ended up painting the bar room and hanging the globe lights I’ve been wanting to hang up. That room looks so awesome now next to the theater room. Can’t wait to snap some pictures tonight, i’ll post them tomorrow. I still have to do the edges though, but progress is being made! It’s hard to think about having to paint the entire upstairs and then casita. Maybe once the downstairs is finished it’ll motivate me more.
Last night I had the most profound dream. It was very clear and wasn’t a jumble of weird events. Basically this dream explained to me that in my past life I was either a child or infant and my mom threw me over a ledge where I had died from the fall. It did not say exactly where but I got the impression it was a type of curvy road along coastline where no one was and there was a white railing that bordered the road. The railing was like one of those white fences you see at horse racetracks. It was there she threw me over the edge to the rocks/water below. The feeling from her was that she just couldn’t deal with it/me. The dream then explained that this is why I’m so afraid of heights in this life. And how true. I’m petrified of heights.
Then this male voice which was very firm and loud—a voice I didn’t recognize said “Do not try to find out who the mother is.“ Which I understood as do not remote view this person because she’s probably still alive. It was just bizarre. Not sure if it was just a dream or if there’s any truth to it. But I know my remote viewing mentor will be here after Thanksgiving and we want to both do past life regressions and then remote view them to validate if they are true or not.
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