Dream download: The strand of abundance

“Dear God, would you please show me in my dreams what I am intended to do in this lifetime? Use me as a vessel and fill me with your divine purpose. Point my boots in the direction I should go.” 

I once more saw a beautiful unblinking eye peering at me against the backdrop of my closed eyelids, as I drifted off to sleep. It was not the first time I prayed for this clarity to be revealed in a dream. But this time there was a new message. I saw the shift, the fork in the road. This time, the divine guided me through the comfort of my dreams and showed me the recipe for abundance.

It would not have been clearer. There were no words. It was a simple knowing. It is often how the divine communicates, and for good reason. Words instill limitations. Knowledge is limitless. Knowledge is God.

Just days prior to the dream we had gone for a Sunday drive. “Coochie Boys,” it said on the map, with little explanation. We belly-laughed and decided no location should have a name like that without us paying a visit to find out more. We marked the location with the GPS and started following the arrows, even though it first appeared that the road would end and the ocean would divide us from our final destination. How close to “Coochie Boys” could we get, we were eager to know. It was Memorial Day weekend and with a name like that, we knew we would remember.

To our delight, we connected to a toll bridge and decided that anything with a $6 fee likely kept the masses from something wonderful. We were right! We crossed the bridge and landed on a little key named Boca Grande. We snaked through the roads and the town, no longer in Coochie Boys which seemed to be an unmarked section of the main road- our new destination now pointing at the lighthouse at the end of the tiny landmass. Just before the public parking lot we spotted a small building that read restaurant and bar. Coochie Boy hunting can be quite draining, so we decided to check out this watering hole at the end of the road. 

And that’s where I saw what last night appeared in my dreams: The sign.

On the beach there was a tall post, plastered with signs, pointing different directions with various locations and distances written on it. “Vail, CO,2054 mi.,” one direction read. I took a picture of the sign and giggled about it with my Colorado friends on Facebook.

God is hilarious that way. He literally liters our lives with signs and opportunities that connect us to the divine universe. But unless we decide to disconnect from awake and connect with woke, it blares past our consciousness.

Since I was now asking for a sign, God decided to show me the beach sign again. No symbolism needed- the sign was a sign.

In my dream I saw Norma, a skilled channeler in Denver, CO, that I have visited. The universe was directing me to a turquoise blue board with an arrow pointing toward the left and motioned I would make a sign for Norma. I was to make her a sign that would show her the direction for her business. (Now, I want you to know I am pausing this portion of the story here as I am going to reach out to Norma this morning and see if there is something to add here. So don’t be surprised if this story picks up in a later dream or vision some place.) I was clearly informed they were showing me the path of abundance. They, by the way, show up from time to time and another representation of the divine. There seems to be no separation between them and God.

I softly woke to record this portion of the dream and returned to the soft, wooly, dream state.

This time they showed me a necklace string, as if you are about to start threading on beads for a necklace. There was a little washer tied to the end of the string. To the awake state it would appear equally customary as it would be logical to conclude that without  tying a knot, or otherwise securing the end of the string, the beads fall off the strand.  The message from the Universe was surprising!

“Do not put a stopper at the end of the strand,” They insisted. They were signaling to remove the washer, securing the end of the string. “That strand is strung with your gifts and beliefs. The necklace is limitless.” They assured me that what they called the stopper doesn’t belong and that the necklace won’t unravel. The stopper, they explained, creates limited beliefs. 

It was profound.

Have you ever felt as if you are living a looped record of experiences repeating themselves over and over again? Let’s look at the dream again. Only this time, let's view the necklace strand as our human life, and the beads, our thoughts, experiences, opportunities, and everything else the universe provides. What are they telling us?

If we put a beginning and an end on our purpose, we signal to the universe we can only receive from one end of the strand, hence we limit our own opportunities within endless possibilities. With one end tied up, once we decide that we have finished beading the one end of the strand, our now limited mind tells us a story that the strand is full. We look to wrap up our work by tying up both ends of our beliefs into a loop (because we wouldn’t want to lose any of our valued beliefs, right?). We tell ourselves that we must help the Universe to trap the gifts within us, or we will somehow lose them. The illusion is that there are limits to the divine and that us wee humans are here to help God out, by keeping his work confined to an area where we think we can contain and control it. As a result we relive the same looped life lessons, experiences, and limited thoughts over and over, like some 90’s mixed-tape of our life’s favorites, including all joys and tribulations, abusive relationships, job promotions, disappointments, abandonment issues, etc.- until one day when the chain is finally broken.

While we are perfectly capable of breaking the chain on our own, often we are so convinced of the perpetual outcome, the divine has to step in and do it for us. It is that jolt that changes life as you once know it. We often and rightfully call that an act of God. There is really nothing that says life changing moments  can’t be joyful, and sometimes they are! Unfortunately though, the Universe tends to get our attention more effectively when we find ourselves in the center of a crap-storm and in despair turn to the divine for a strategy call. We experience those moments as painful, but it is through breaking through what previously stopped us where we can once more receive- and through a limitless source. 

I want you to hear this: In your pain there is a loving purpose. Pain is merely a precursor to change and growth. 

I want you to hear this as equally clear: So is joy. Joy is the energy of creation and abundance.

Here is what is truly mind blowing: we have this thing called free will.Instead of tying ourselves up in limited beliefs we have the choice to leave ourselves open- to receive- on a frequency of joy and creation. One way or another, your life is not stagnant, no matter how comfortable you experience this moment. We are here to learn and grow, the “hard way” or the “easy way.” The very quotable movie, Jurassic Park, says it so well: “Life will find a way.”

As I was washing back to consciousness they left me with one more knowing: We are showing you the path of abundance.

I once more rolled over and sleepily jotted down the dream before I once more submerged myself in the waves of sleep.

The third dream my awake state recalls before morning was holding a mug with both my hands. It was a white mug, with a soft pastel design, and  a white ceramic ear. It was so full, but not spilling over. I had a clear knowing it was filled to the rim with warm, conscious, limitless abundance.

I knew this night was about my life path. It doesn’t have one purpose. It has endless possibilities. In that I find comfort, joy and gratitude.