This is another story I had not intended to write.  It started as a journal entry about a dream I had last night. It evolved into another lesson from my spirit guides.  So I thought you might be also interested...

HAIKU, Maui, July 29, 2011 - Ever since Elizabeth and I returned home from a spiritual conference in Kona, I have felt like a "Gypsy adrift at sea" (the words the spirits gave me this morning.  A "Gypsy," because these heavenly nomads exemplify free spirit - footloose and fancy free (see Gypsies, Liszt and I and  Dance of Stars).  "Adrift at sea," because I am no longer the one driving the boat. 

Actually, I never was.  But now I KNOW it.  Which is a beginning of awakened consciousness.

"I feel as if I have been sucked out to sea by a tsunami," I wrote in my journal this morning after a vivid dream.  Like that Japanese house on the left.  "I am adrift, being carried by ocean currents and winds in a direction over which I have no control."

Then I realize something unusual.  Rather than feeling scared or lost, the guy in the right picture, floating on the vast ocean in that inflatable little play boat, is actually quite happy.  And excited.  Because he knows that he is not alone, that he is surrounded by love of his spirit guides and is being carried home on the wings of angels.  And they know the way.  All we need to do is trust them.

And now, here's the dream that led to this message...

I had a dream in which my daughter (Anne?) and a number of her friends figured.  We were in a city, NY (?), planning to get from A to B by bus.  We agreed that they would wait for me at a bus stop while I ran some errands.

In the next scene, I am meeting one of Anne's friends, a tall male wearing a black overcoat and carrying a briefcase.  He looks very businesslike. I am surprised to see him there and ask him, "where are the others?" She shrugs sheepishly.  "Weren't you all supposed to be at that bus stop waiting for me?"

I feel agitated.  I catch myself thinking.  "How are we ever get something important done if we can't even coordinate a meeting?"

In the next scene, the young man with a briefcase and I are at a restaurant.  Anne and other friends start to arrive.  They are all engaged in happy bunter as they sit down around our table.  I say reproachfully, still sore about that bus stop miscommunication: "So you decided UNILATERALLY to change our plans, without letting me know?" 

I can see that this comment is having a profound effect on some of them. One young man in particular is looking very guilty and uncomfortable.

In the next scene, we are all together again in a business conference room.  A new CEO has been appointed to this company in which all these young people work.  As Anne's father and a well known consultant, I am being treated as somewhat of a guest of honor. 

At one point, two men enter the conference room. One of them is obviously an existing executive, like VP of public relations.  He is introducing the new CEO to everyone.  The new CEO tells everyone that he is a civil engineer.  He goes around the conference table shaking hands.  When he shakes my hand, as I reach across the table, I tell him, "I am also an engineer." 

I notice that I can't get myself to say "civil engineer" in front of everybody.  I feel embarrassed to admit that I am one, given the turns my life has taken.  I have never really worked as a civil engineer.

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INTERPRETATION: The dream is about LETTING GO of the old ways and patterns.  The youth brings different approaches to life. More flexible.  I should learn to embrace them and let go of old habits and patterns. 

Being embarrassed to admit I am a civil engineer is also about (in)flexibility of mind.  I don't want to be living in the past and in my left brain.  And engineering is all about structure based on past experiences. Not much creativity there.

As I wake up, I slowly realize those are the lessons I am supposed to take from this dream.  Then I apply it to what has happened since Kona.  These words come to me...

"I feel as if I have been sucked out to sea by tsunami.  I am adrift, being carried by ocean currents and winds in a direction over which I have no control."

"The fact that three weeks after returning home I have still not published a single travelogue about our trip to the Big Island (which I used to do every single day in the past) - is an example of 'letting go and letting God.'  I am letting my spirit guides take me to wherever they think I should be.  I never know what to expect when I wake up.  Every day feels like an 'Alice in Wonderland' journey."

Then I realize it is the same message the Hopi Blue Corn Maiden gave me three days ago (in the NEW GROWTH card, July 26).

"When you make room for yourself to grow and allow the Divine to take care of the rest, let go and let God," she said. "What will follow is a time of harvest, celebration and abundance."

It is a novel experience for me.  It takes getting used to.  But it is exciting.  It is a "life of a Gypsy adrift at sea." :-) [those are the exact words the spirits gave me as I woke up]

Then I remembered something the Teacher said in Kona on July 9: "True masters follow (spirit) guidance without questioning it.  Obedience makes ascension possible."

And that' was my first lesson of the day.