Notes to Self in the Collective Dream.

United, as our higher selves are playing amongst the dark, shedding light to our current states of being on this journey that we chose to fearlessly embark. Humility enveloped you in seeing my fervent prayers scrawled across the pages, taking each intention and plucking it through, sowing the seeds in stages.

lizzy

Our Higher Selves know best. Future Rhapsody and Ecstasy puts an end to our Current Calamity and Insanity. Waking up from sleep, we suffer amnesia and are forced to remember all over again – the flipside of each coin – Division, Loss and Grief vs Union, Magic and Deeply held Admiration.

Sowing seeds in dreams is awakening to the reality that it is already recognized and how deeply we truly know each other through this process – how much love, respect and vulnerability we hold in this space for one another as our current energies undergo the human experience. Learning through pain, loss and fear is understandably growing sour. Learning through guidance, gratitude, joy, abundance, patience, self love and compassion, connection and forgiveness … learning and looking through our kaleidoscope eyes out into the same direction – a team, a collaboration, a homecoming, a destiny and a coming together as one, outside ourselves, beside ourselves and within ourselves.

As above, so below. As within, so without.

On Earth as it is in Heaven.

Notes to Self – xoxo, lizzy

Dream 7/12/21

Cadence between our heart beats as you saw me write these memories down like a pianist tickles the ivories or a painter finesses strokes, bringing us right back to the future where we found each other between time and space. United, as our higher selves are playing amongst the dark, shedding light to our current states of being on this journey that we chose to fearlessly embark. Humility enveloped you in seeing my fervent prayers scrawled across the pages, taking each intention and plucking it through, sowing the seeds in stages.

Focusing on the script that lay open on a pedestal in the halls of the Akashic Records, I turned it over and tumbled it about like a musical piece with no end without the two. Harmony walked over to me gently, graciously, generously, lovingly and humbly asking silently, mind to mind, as he sat down on the piano bench, “May I help you capture your notes? They’re suspended all around you.”

With deep respect and grace, forgiveness flourished as we made a pact to continue moving forward toward home, together.

I woke up to lyrics I have not let go since you so boldly sang them to me a year ago when we met again far beyond. Surprised, after you first sung them to me, I looked up the lyrics not knowing them and lo and behold, it was “You’re in my heart,” by Rod Stewart. His songs don’t even cross my mind in the slightest until now, and I certainly don’t know the lyrics. Listen up and tune in, your Higher Self knows some things.

Lyrics – You’re in my Heart.

I didn’t know what day it was
When you walked into the room
I said hello unnoticed
You said goodbye too soon

Breezing through the clientele
Spinning yarns that were so lyrical
I really must confess right here
The attraction was purely physical

I took all those habits of yours
That in the beginning were hard to accept
Your fashion sense, Beardsley prints
I put down to experience

The big bossed lady with the Dutch accent
Who tried to change my point of view
Her ad lib lines were well rehearsed
But my heart cried out for you

You’re in my heart, you’re in my soul
You’ll be my breath should I grow old
You are my lover, you’re my best friend
You’re in my soul

My love for you is immeasurable
My respect for you immense
You’re ageless, timeless, lace and fineness
You’re beauty and elegance

You’re a rhapsody, a comedy
You’re a symphony and a play
You’re every love song ever written
But honey what do you see in me

You’re in my heart, you’re in my soul
You’ll be my breath should I grow old
You are my lover, you’re my best friend
You’re in my soul

You’re an essay in glamor
Please pardon the grammar
But you’re every schoolboy’s dream
You’re Celtic, United, but baby I’ve decided
You’re the best team I’ve ever seen

And there have been many affairs
Many times I’ve thought to leave
But I bite my lip and turn around
‘Cause you’re the warmest thing I’ve ever found

You’re in my heart, you’re in my soul
You’ll be my breath should I grow old
You are my lover, you’re my best friend
You’re in my soul

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