♻️ 🖤 Recycling Soul Trash: I was in a dream realm where everyone hauled their own consciousness junk behind them in garbage bags. When couples met and merged, their soul trash would combine, and they had to carry the accumulation together. I made
📡 ✨ Definitions of technology in dreams: When the fax machines began appearing in my dreams, they were always in office settings. On June 17, they appeared freestanding in a public park, where co-workers and I watched these monolithic machines prin
♟️ ⚪ Neutrality is the objective of the game: At the end of my dreams, I meet with Isis. We play chess. I am the white pieces and she is the black—the mystery. There is no air of competition between us, only the game itself. Life is a game, a
🐸 Frog Medicine: The frogs are jumping out of my chest. In the dream, it is a wooden chest, but the chest is also my heart, and the frogs are my raw emotions—some transparent, some not. I want to put them back in, but they want to be free. La
DREAM POEM, JUNE 29, 2025 The Skylight is a Map to My Soul Another night on the cosmic highway. I wake in an unknown dream, on a stranger’s couch. I don’t know the laws of this realm, nor the villains, or even the mission. Am I the mai
🕰️ 🚪 Time Depot Hub vs Rainbow Arc of Dream Realms: I wake up in two new interrealms between dreams. My guides are specific about their station names—one is the Time Depot Hub, and the other is the Rainbow Arc of Dream Realms. At the Time De
🛋️ 📺 The second floor of this staged reality I’m on a studio set, but on a higher level, I can see that this realm is a staged reality. No one else here realizes they are all actors in a cosmic TV series. They don’t notice themselves ma
🌤️ 🕊️ What remains on Earth after Death: This vision was a metaphor for “hope floats.” I am swimming in a pool of children’s backpacks, diaries, and school supplies. I ask my angels, “Why am I here? Who do these things belon
🧘‍♀️ 🌌 My body is a cosmic storehouse: A Spider Goddess unfolds within my body. My galactic ancestors glide down a slide that projects out of my cells. From my heart, the Guadalupe lineage tree unpacks itself completely. They tell me my body i
🦌 💖 The Deer Woman enters my heart I meet Deer Woman in my own backyard—the liminal space between my wildness and my taming of the wild. She is trapped and flailing wildly, and I have to set her free. It takes all the courage I can muster to
📆 📉 How to collapse a timeline: The headline is clickbait, because you can’t really collapse a timeline. I sit in a parallel life that is dark and bleak, watching myself stand in an adjacent one that is bright and beautiful. I want to jump t
🧬 ⏳ The Evolutionary Braid of Time, 🧚‍♀️ 💫 The fairies fear off-planeting, 🌱 🚀 Seed library spaceship, 🌸 💡New Earth Visioning Conference and Space for rent 🪐 🔑 Link in bio. #manyworldsvision #dreamimagery #newearthvisioning #galacticm
The Goddess was made for this weirdness. #manyworldsvision #dreamimagery #officeofthegoddess #goddessworship
🌈 👩‍🎤Claudia is a dimension, 🧗‍♀️ 🌍 Exit paths from Earth, 👽 🛸 An alien intrusion, 🗂️ ⏳Timeline management and the Many-Worlds Vision Book 🔮 📖 #manyworldsvision #dreamimagery