Nightmare...Took Grounding Green FES by YourEnchantedGardener .....

nightmare

Date:   7/15/2011 9:37:07 AM ( 13 y ago)








6:30 am
July 15, 2011


Just has the most horrific nightmare from out
of left field. It was very frightening, very
involved. It was a shocker, when I followed
the storyline that has my feathers completely unruffled
and running to find a bottle of Grounding Green,
Flower Essence Services Remedy.

I really need to get grounded.

In the dream, I was in San Francisco.
I went up with some friends from the house
or something like that.

We checked into the Hilton,
but somehow I was not the main person
who was in the lead. I was not sure
I had a place to stay there.

Later on I could not ever remember if I registered
or if my vehicle, the EG Mobile was parked there.

Somehow, I was drawn to meeting a woman
who invited me to another event.

I came with her to another event
at another hotel.

It was some kind of conference that she had
organized. I realized after a while that I knew
some of the people although I could not understand
some of the language they were speaking.

I had no place to stay at the Hilton it seemed
and I was invited to stay here.

I stayed overnight.
I got involved in this gathering
and started to make sense of it.

I had in the back of my mind the Hilton, but
got absorbed in being in the new place.

They a day passed.

The details were starting to get fuzzy.

That's when I remembered I did not remember
where my vehicle was. Was it left at home
in San Diego? Was it parked in San Francisco?

How was I going to get home?
Where were my friends?
Who registered at the hotel?

I was able to get the phone number of the Hilton,
but it was a bit difficult.

My anxiety levels were coming up.

I got the phone number.

I had trouble dialing the phone number.
I tried two or three times.

I finally was able to dial it,
but I wasn's sure how to make contact with my friends from
home.

How would I get home?
How many days had passed?
Where they still at the hotel tegistered?
Under what name were they registered?

I woke up in a panic.
What did all this mean????

INTERPRETATION OF THE NIGHTMARE

I had a great time at the North P Farmers' Market.
I am getting into a stride with this function that I serve
at the FM. It is fulfilling. It feels like a job and is meeting
needs, but it feels like there is something I am not paying attention
to that is really important. It has a lot of anxiety
attached to not paying attention.

It is the finances.
The Sales report is due in two weeks.
I have not been paying attention to my finances
or record keeping. I have a lot to do to catch up.
I am not even sure I can do this.
This is a nightmare.
I have not been paying attention to the steps to get back home,
To get this grounded.

Where am I?

I came home from the FM last night,
asked JM to unload the boxes.
I did not even communicate to Angelene
that I brought her and Pius food.
I was so tired I just went to bed,
and slept through the night.

I did not pay attention at all to what I brought home.

There is food just with a question mark that I brought home.

There is other food in the frigerator taking up space that
needs to be composted that is taking up room.

PROJECTS

I had a bump with the video I was working on.
I used up all my juice on it last week to get it on the internet.
I used every ounce of juice to get it down.
They I put it out and it started to bring me home some
energy in return. I thought I would send it to an ally
in Los Angeles to have more people in that network of
Jewish allies see it. I sent it.

It got a difficult reaction that I did not anticipate.
The reaction threw me off. I had to go on some incredible
journey of more outlay of energy to clear up the
legal details surrounding being able to put the video out.

This took a few days.
I got totally absorbed in this.

FInally, I had a breakthrough.
I got permission to use the music that was in the video,
but I had already autowhapped the music.

I started to make a new edition.
I have a lot more time I need to put in to get
a copy done that I can start putting out so I can get
energy and possible donors back.

Then, there is another incomplete about another part of
the project. Putting up the digitals images.
I promised I would do that.

The plan to get the video out, then the images,
was way layed. I am basically back at square one
only a week has been missed.

I still have those forgotten images to put up to complete.

Then, there is the FM, and the forgotten food!

I have skipped these steps.

I need to handle these.

These are things that need to happen.

6:55 am

The Trash!!!!

Are they handled?

The blue bins?

Is anybody on top of that?

I better go check?

I FEEL DISCONBOBULATED

I have to found my ground.

7:31 am

O.K.

I got the black cans out and the blue ones
before the recycling came. No one dealth with this.
I distributed the food.

I took a stale chicken to the bone pile.
I hope an animal will eat this.

The side garden has a bunch of cane cut,
and the garden has not been watered for a long time.
It looks like a war zone.

We never got results.

The garden where Pius is tending has food.

He needs to take care of this patch.

Maybe that is what is in mind.

It is 7:33 am.

I am suppose to get the EG Mobile in.

I will call at 8 am.

I hope this is the day for that.

MORE GROUNDING GREEN FES SPRAY

OK

Take organic steps.

Rest some more.

Look at FM pictures.

Do movie, finish.

DIgitals...up... completes.
completes, completes.

Turned on watering system for automatic.

Assign another fix for water hose broken to
Summer, please.

Call Angelene about the food I got for her,
the Cornbread...

Work the FM opportunities...
then get back to movie...

drop off EG Mobile and come home,
rest more and then go deep...for rest of day
into these completes.

Trust, Leslie, Trust.

Get to finances beginning on Monday.

Trust, Leslie, Trust,

God is with you.

7:37 am

 

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