Message #40887

[guest587]

William and his Father, Big Toe- Dandelion/Weed

In the first recall, I am remembering William having his own place and finally feeling a type of reunion into the immediate family unit. His Father, who has always loved him, has allowed himself to see his son again. William is no longer as heavily dependent on alcohol as he was, and there is room for growth and resounding victory.

Later I dream I am somewhere with my Sister April and friend Rob. I am showing them that if I push the sides of my skin on my big toe- I expose the red meat underneath. I didn't want to disturb them, but Rob seemed interested. Like children we were showing off weird body parts. There was a horizontal slit on my big toe which opened up the outer skin to the inner meat/muscles. The jagged edges of skin looked like miniature teeth and I was even able to part the muscles of the inner of my toe further illustrating a cartoon like mouth.

There was a scene here I don't recall well... It's been over an hour since coming back to recall and record. I vaguely remember a woman present, and the energy is like we are in a house among a class of students. I am playing a word game with... I think, Lauren B(the red head form highschool) who is blending now with Brittany D(elementary classmate). She is referencing a type of fish "maschel" some kind of... Creamy sauce... "baucheme" These are not the words I saw in my dream... But trying to recall... Something like, "creme fraiche" the word itself starting with an S... But I remember telling her that her answer was too generic for our little game/puzzle... And while this is happening, there are different layers/levels to this classroom dynamic where I am both separated and independently teaching while simultaneously integrated and learning with a group like entity.

What I do remember are these scenes shifting from here being back home with Dad. I am growing a plant indoors and notice it's finally starting to, "bloom" and is in good health except it is producing a very dank odor. My Dad ask what it is, and suggest it is marijuana. I tell him it is a hybrid of marijuana and dandelion. I wake up with this flower in my mind. I instantly wonder, is this an answer to my bedtime prayer? Before bed I went into meditation and asked God for some kind of clarity around these all day and night heart murmurs/palpitations and dizzying postural changes/syncope. When I woke up from the dream, I said... "Well I'm not smoking weed." But I started doing research on dandelion which seems a better substitute than the milk thistle I've recently introduced to my system. Apparently milk thistle has estrogenic effects which might explain some of the weird energy I was feeling between that and maca. 😬 Either way, I will begin to experiment with dandelion and ashwagandha.