The dream was so vivid and I could remember it so clearly; I just knew it was telling me to look for Ole.  I don’t know why it was so imperative yesterday.  I mean, I’ve looked for Ole off and on for the entire time Mark and I have been together (over 6 years now – I did the first search before we had even physically met the first time).  I just had this feeling that now was the right time.  The urgency just kept pushing at me.

So, although I am a procrastinator in the extreme, yesterday I listened and obeyed.  And I found Ole.  After about 2 hours of various empty google searches, it finally dawned on my to try Linked In.  I’d signed up for Linked In some time ago, but hadn’t used it much.  But, I thought, I’m not having much luck otherwise, I might as well try that.  And there he was.  I didn’t know for sure it was him, but all the details matched.  So I sent him a friend request explaining the situation.

And it was him.  I got his reply just after I got home from work, and my husband spent a happy hour composing an e-mail to finally reconnect with his old friend.

The Goddess spoke, and I listened, and now at least three people are very happy: Mark, Ole, and me, because I was able to do this for my husband.

Thank you, Fate, for the right nudge at the right time.  You’re quite a Goddess, lady.

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The Goddess Spoke and I Listened

I was at my grandparents old house (I often have dreams about being out there), and my old boss, Dave Smith, was there.  He had business people coming and going for meetings in the kitchen.

At first I was embarassed because I wasn’t dressed (I was just in t-shirt and panties), but then I thought, “What the hell, this is my house, I can dress however the *expletive deleted* I want”.  And then I was comfortable.  I just moved around them and what they were doing, trying to stay out of the way but provide whatever help was needed (much as I did as his executive assistant).

Finally, he called me into the kitchen, and he told me there had been a very serious incident and things were going to be very bad.  “You know how much everyone loved Douglas Southerland” (I have no idea who Douglas Southerland might be).  Then he handed me a folded up piece of paper and told me it would take care of me.  My thought at the time was that it was a piece of blackmail I could use against the higher ups if they tried to fire me.

I knew I wouldn’t be seeing Dave again, but there was no emotion involved there.  He left, and I went into the Den with Mark (the husband unit), and we unfolded the paper.  Inside was a check for $286,486.  Why such an odd amount, I have no idea.  Mark and I were just flabbergasted.

There were other little tidbits in the dream after that, but nothing important.

It was a really odd dream, and I can’t seem to grasp a meaning to it.  Anyone have any ideas?

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Wierd Dream

The other night, I dreamed that I was with my sister, who is an accountant at a hospital. She was at the hospital applying for a cleaning job to supplement her income. While I was waiting for her, there was a family with four kids sitting around me, and they were passing burritoes back and forth between them and across me, spilling burrito innards on me with each pass. This understandable annoyed me, so I went outside to get the car while I was waiting. Outside was the CEO of the hospital waiting by the car, which was a big black luxury car. He was quite concerned that I was not delayed or put out in any way. I got in the car and was driving around the circle in and out of the hospital entry while waiting for my sister to finish.

I thought a good bit about this dream before coming up with an interpretation. Money has, indeed, been tight for us and it is something that has worried me a good deal. I’m the kind of person who just cannot see solutions sometimes until suddenly they came upon me in a flash. A couple of days before this, I sat down with all of my bills, going through them and decideing what to do when one of these flashes hit me and I know how I was going to work through everything. This dream, I think, was a confirmation of my feelings that this will all work out. For once, I was not in an out of control car, but rather in full control of quite a nice vehicle (we drive a little compact in real life). It’s a turning point for me, I think, in really starting to feel in control of my destiny. That doesn’t mean that life won’t throw me surprises, of course. Just that for once in my life, I actually feel up to dealing with those circumstances.

Last night I dreamed that the host home parents for our teen shelter at work were summarily fired and Mark and I were going to get their jobs *laughs*. We’ve talked alot about that lately and have decided that it really is something we’d like to do when the opportunity arises. Both of us come from abusive backgrounds, and we have worked really hard over the years to deal with the emotional and psychological damage we suffered. We believe we truly have something special to offer these kids that someone without that background can never offer. We know, instinctively, where they are coming from and what they’re feeling. It helps that I’m pretty intuitive, and Mark, of course, is a full blown empath. In some ways it makes the work harder emotionally for us, but so much more satisfying in the end when we can really reach out and touch these kids.

Speaking of which, I’ll be doing respite at the home this weekend, so probably won’t be on-line. I’ve got some things I want to post, though, so if I get access and have time, I might update. Who knows?

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Interesting dreams