“You see. I have always had to be my own water bottle. Divine masculine energy is structure and stability. Divine feminine is flow, like water. You create the structure for me to flow around in, finding all of the parts of me that want to move and gently flow.”

I woke with a jump. I smiled, rolled over and drifted back into sleep knowing that I had finally finished processing the situation and that on some level our interaction in dream state would reach them.

 His eyes welled with tears, over and over until a stream of wet tears rolled from his eyes only to continue. They were tears of pride. They were tears of joy. They were tears of happiness. They were tears from the heart.

I need support differently, I thought as I sobbed. I am not your average woman and yet, I am. I am very average. I am just like so many other women.

I held my raspberry tea gently in my hands and adored the way the warm mug felt against my skin early in the morning. I woke a little before 4am and had been meditating for over an hour.

I was deep in meditation and realized that I wasn’t getting many messages. I recognized that I started to reach for messages rather than surrendering to the process and allowing. I paused and asked myself why I was doing this.

We were walking and chatting about the shift that she had made. Months ago, she was apologetic about being a stay at home mom. Today, she wasn’t apologetic, she was ecstatic to be a stay at home mom. No part of her was minimizing it.

When I do listen, I am always amazed at the insight and clarity that I get from the experience. I always learn so much about myself and what that food or drink was doing to my body, heart, mind and spirit.

As I relaxed into this promise to myself I noticed that I found more inner peace. I wasn’t trying to control life, so I didn’t feel pressure.  I was simply present with the reality in front of me and responded to the flow or resistance that I felt.

I drifted slowly in and out of my physical body, playing with energy and allowing myself to begin to disconnect from my human body. I knew this sensation well as I had learned this during a meditation with a spirit shaman mentor. This playful energy drifting in and out of my body would eventually lead to disconnecting from my body and leaving the earthly plane to experience things not in this realm.