It's nice coming back here, instead of wallowing in political opinions and worldly drama. I find the spiritual portals real benefit, has nothing to do with what I or others think they know about political figures- but everything to do with one's spiritual journey. That all of my discoveries have been archived here since 2010, are mind blowing. Again, I don't come back to spiritual portal to read post about Donald Trump(nor have I ever benefited from doing so)... But I find that post I've made in relation to my soul longing and personal evolution have guided me and at times I can come back and re-discover or remember what's most important.
So, maybe I'm selfish. But I'm going to keep posting these little struggles, dreams, longings and discoveries... Because they've really helped me. Tonight I've resurfaced my deep desire to know the Peacock Angel, and rekindle a past life karmic connection. A reuniting of my Soul.
I found this post...
I just want to add I have always had an unexplored but strong interest in fallen angels. I don't know why, but growing up, I felt a part of that history with me. This was relayed to me in dreams and intuitive impressions. I have felt ideas, possibly shared by an unseen intelligence, of an abyss and separation. It is a very lonely feeling, being disconnected. I have taken an alias "tides2dust" which is both romantic and haunting in its expression- associated with my fear of dissolution and more, my joy of rebirth and merging with eternity. All of these concepts are somehow linked to the Peacock Angel.
https://occult-world.com/peacock-angel/ Especially unique... Because just Friday I had a government worker ask me about my alias. He had a serious inquiry as to the meaning of tides2dust. That's my email address for everything. And I saw that sincere moment as an opportunity.
What I did not share was Thursday night, I had a dream about meeting my tax guy. We will call him D for short. In the dream, D was helping me acquire new insurance in order to save me some money. The dream felt like purgatory, because I was waiting around all day and dealing with people on the phone who were being intentionally difficult.
Well. I think sometimes we burn off a little karma in the dream world too. How so... ? ? ?
The next morning I was scheduled to meet D in order to file taxes. I wasn't expecting anything, and hoping my dream of taxes taking all day would be just a dream and nothing to worry about. I arrived earlier than my appointment time, which worked in my benefit. D had nothing going on and had me sit in front of him right away. I thought I had everything but it turns out I forgot an important form since I'm supplementing health insurance. Through some quick thinking and suggestion by D, I thought to look on my health insurance app. Well, the message there said the form wouldn't be made available until February. Great... So my dream of taxes taking all day have come to life. Now this process, which could have been knocked out here in D's office- would extend into the next month. D looked on me sympathetically knowing it takes me an hour to drive to him. He told me not to worry, now days I can give him consent to finish everything electronically. Awesome...
So, on the ride home I had the idea to call the market place. Even though my account with the market place was de-activated, I was able to get a hold of someone after a 7 minute wait time. As we were talking, I had another idea hit me- something told me to pull over because the next set of instructions coming from this man would require my full attention(I was previously driving down the highway with the man on bluetooth). I pulled off the next exit, perfect timing, was being guided with a step by step process after the man remotely re-activated my account. I'm not even sure he had a clue I was doing all this from my cellphone in the car. That's when he asked me about the meaning of my alias. I was a bit shy to get into it all, I've never had anyone ask me so bluntly. So I told him it was a play on words, and that the general meaning is meant to invoke something special in whoever reads it.
Well... By the grace of God everything was resolved. And it turns out, pulling over where I did helped me avoid major traffic. Had I not pulled over, that could have been a disaster.
Looking back on all of this- my dream of a purgatory like waiting room which was similar to the scene from the modern film "Beetle Juice" (being numbered 964,327,183 while they were only just serving number 16) and the intuitive process that came the next day makes me think I paid a little time- burnt a little karma, that good luck happened- but most importantly, that a Living Spirit was guiding Me.
And now, a step further... I am here at the spiritual portal rekindled by a thread titled the Living Spirit- where I find my question(why do I call myself tides2dust?) already answered from previous ruminations(made in the quotes above)... Acknowledging that Same Living God- Guiding Intelligence, Living Spirit- King of the Earth/Peacock Angel...
I had the thought... these post can "come back from the dead"
and just as I said that, I realized my black lady bug is still sitting here on my desk. Though the ladybug is dead... The ladybug is very much alive. I had not moved its husk/shell yet because I am waiting for better weather to gently place my friend in the dirt... Seeing the ladybug, alone, under my lamp light and thinking on all of this... It's placed a swelling of gratitude deep within my Being...
