Returning to Past Lives

Lately I haven't been able to recall my dreams, maybe there's nothing worthy enough to note...I've never kept a dream journal before and a good way to always remember your dreams is to keep one right beside your bed so that you may record them as soon as you wake up...dreams are often forgotten within a half hour of awakening.

I read an interesting article today, posted on Oprah.com...http://www2.oprah.com/health/oz/slide/20080513/oz_20080513_350_101.jhtml

Dr. Brian Weiss goes on to talk about exercising your body in a way to recall past lives...one way to do this is to keep a dream journal, your mind is at its most open and accepting state when in dream mode...your subconscious is unlocked. You can interpret dreams this way and most often then not these are windows into past lives you have experienced. This can be very therapeutic to someone who has a fear of something and may not even know why...for example an individual might be scared of swimming...maybe in a past life they had succumbed to drowning...allowing your body to open up to the possibility of past lives, you could heal your spirit knowing things that had happened to you and letting go of them. Very interesting stuff. I get so excited to read about these things!

Lets drink a grapefruit martini on top of my ladder!

There I was in the most lush garden I had ever seen. I remember everything around me emitting this bright green, it gave me comfort and made me feel completely peaceful. I remember standing on top of a tall ladder right beside a tree that seem to come straight out of a Dr. Suess book, the type of tree that has poofy like sections of leaves that grew around the tree... I was standing there on top of the ladder and I remember drinking a bright pink grapefruit martini (I don't usually drink martini's) a friend of mine was looking up at me from the base of the ladder and I remember telling her I would like Salmon for dinner. After doing so I look to this poofy part of the tree and I see a sign has been posted, almost like someone is hiding in that part of the tree...the sign read "Salmon for Sale." I got this overwhelming feeling of being in danger, I felt as though whoever posted this sign was there all along and listening in on me, almost like someone was spying or stalking me... all I remember after that is feeling the need to get out of there quickly.

Why am I here?

I want to create a space for my dreams as they always seemed to be locked up in my head, on occasion do they slip out dancing around in sentence to unsuspecting ears. I always have so much to say, and interpret...I am excited to start my journey! Dream on!