Super Bowl Sunday

After a very active week, both in fitness and exercise and a Saturday exploring Miami and making new creative, artistic friends, I took today off, and as the sun sets I am feeling guilty about it, but also making excuses to myself as to why I didn't go out AT ALL today. I can still go out tonight, but I'll probably run into Super Bowl events. There's still the opportunity to hit the gym also.

But I deserve the break.

Great Saturday at Allapattah Market

So what I did was catch up on some cyber education and activity I needed to take care of. When I do this I get kind of confused. This New Digital World Order is very new to me. It requires a lot of memory - in my head, not necessarily the computer - and a good deal of organization and security. I'm going to have to work myself slowly into it.

I thought I had more to say, but I don't. I feel a wave of organization coming... and that means anxiety... I don't know where to start. If it gets too intense, I'll go workout. I have a few ideas about that also.

I'm Alive: Bizarro Dream #20517

I find myself on an airplane heading towards Washington D.C. (I know not from where). We're flying low, between buildings and close to rooftops. This doesn't seem right to me so I ask the guy next to me and he tells me that I don't understand the intricacies of flying in DC.

Okay, so maybe it's me.

Doc's Diner Key Largo, FL. Jan 25, 2017

An interesting characteristic of my dreams, and maybe yours also, is that, while I'm completely unaware that it's a dream, I have multiple perspectives of the scene. I can be inside the plane talking to my seatmate (I was in an aisle seat), but I can also see outside of the plane as well as the whole plane itself. So I can seethe plane maneuvering; I can see it heading for a building and flying over it.

At one point I felt the plane land. I'd assumed crash position, although I wasn't instructed to do so. At that point most of the passengers stood up and applauded - which I found unusual - but not unusual enough to snap me out of the dream.

Problem was... we had not landed, and the next thing I know we'd crash-landed somewhere that was not an airport.

I came to consciousness in a hotel or hospital that resembled a hotel. I was in a wheel chair and there were several female journalists (they were all female) staring at me, asking me questions. I wondered "why me?" and either thought it, or told them that I wasn't important enough to be interviewed. They started vanishing before my eyes... (this is one of several points that I questioned if this was a dream, but I could not pull myself out of it, so I just rolled with it.)

I found one of two communications devices that I usually have on me - but what I pulled out of my pocket was a silver flip phone. I started pressing out a text message, "I'm Alive" with the intention of sending multiple messages to my family, but for some reason the phone was not properly responding... For some reason I could not type out A-L-I-V-E, I would get two L's or the phone wouldn't complete the word.

Eventually, I woke up - or should I say - "my" Spirit returned to its Body, after its astral adventure.

Some dreams are far more memorable than others, and some seem to demand documentation. This is such a dream. It also begs the question why; what prompted this dream?

The only guess I have is that I've been watching 9/11 documentaries. Maybe the Spirit (Atman) was off on an adventure, or maybe it was reflecting what I was feeding the Mind... or maybe it was a warning, although I doubt it.

During the dream I felt no fear. Mostly concern and curiosity. There was no doubt that I'd survive. Normally in dreams I find myself suddenly and unexpectedly at great heights - and terrified. Recently - over the past several years - I've been making an effort to get my "self" under control when it comes to heights in the dreamtime realm. It seems to be working.

Woke

A lot of humans believe they are becoming awake. “Awake,” “woke” and other derivatives thereof have ascended to buzz-word status.

You can't stay Woke til you become Woke

It seems, from my observations, that most humans – (based on social media posts, comments, video clips and rants) consider their awakened status to be an awareness of other peoples’ faults and flaws.

In my opinion, “woke” people don’t behave in divisive ways, which not only includes, singling out groups as – name your negative characteristic; but also singling out their particular cohort group as, name your positive characteristics.

By the way, I am guilty of this on many levels. I am still a work in progress, and this very essay is probably more for my own awareness, than for anyone else’s.

I believe, from my interpretation of the literature and lectures, that becoming awakened has more to do with us knowing who we are, first as an individual and then by natural progression, collectively and then spiritually, rather than criticizing others for their flaws and faults.

When this occurs, we become free of dis-ease; bodily, emotionally, mentally and spiritually.

“Woke” people don’t trouble themselves with the trivialities of the material realm.

This message was sent to you from Source, from the Universe, through me… offered for what it’s worth.