Category: Dreaming

A Trigger for me is an item, song, thought that shows up to transport you by person or by spirit to another place for teachings, education or knowledge. It is also graced my path to let me know there is a new cycle or the end of a cycle. However it is not always black and white to tell and you might not ever know which type of trigger has been or is being activated; I myself am still on a learning curve.

About 3 years ago I had a dream about this average reddish/pinkish brick with two very different American kinds of flags, later on when I came across the brick were actually stenciled on. In the dream I was looking at the brick very close up, having no idea what the pics on the brick fully meant as it was the only imagine in the dream. turns out that the brick was a completion trigger, the brick was an ending cycle. Please see pic that is on top of blog, real brick being discussed here.

I woke up from the dream thinking what the hell? A brick with American Flags symbols painted on it? What does this mean? Attack on American soil? War? There was such a lack of information in this dream other than this extremely close up look at the brick; I could not mistake it when I actually came upon the brick a year later.

I have been basically living out of my car since 2006 when I lost everything I owned, it happens. I do some couch hopping when available, as I work getting myself back up on the pony. I actually have funded projects these days but waiting for them to start and the money end always takes the longest to come into play. In my someday everything will be great, over the last few years life has been hard.

I had just moved out to the area where I attended high school to live with a old friend from high school. Every day I took my dog for a walk around this small town taking in changes since I was last there growing up. Within the first week I came across this brick, literally in an empty sand dune lot just sitting there. I instantly knew this brick! I stood there for quite awhile contemplating what it means? What should I do? I decided to pick it up and take it with me. Just one day later I was moving out of the couch hop as my friend who had another friend living “in” him let me know it was time for me to leave. We will call this friend living in my friend Demonic, with eye color changes and all. I have learned that some people love demonic beings, it gives them power they desire and justifications for their behavior that are right. It is best to leave right away and allow them to work it out unless they ask for help.

I now added this brick to my van which was about six months, and then I put it into my storage shed for about year and half. Then a few weeks ago another friend of mine wanted to gift me a small travel trailer to live in up the hill for helping her cure her bone cancer. I just had to start paying rent on the rv space for it. I was so excited! Finally a place of my own where I can get some long waited writing done, a space by myself that was cheap and I could afford it. Finally a home!

There were several things that should have been warnings to me that this was not a forever home, maybe a month at the longest. It was meant to be a turnstile. A forced or pushed from behind kind of thrust so you get through a door way with no way of turning around or coming back. You know one of those metal turn wheels that regulate people like in a sub way, one at a time and you cannot go back through. One way only, forward!

I dug through storage and got items out for the new place! Two items that people might think would be strange was the brick and this highly developed energy being rock. The day before I am suppose to move up the hill my friend starts calling me acting a fool. I still have no idea, not one idea what was going on with her and the trailer. That night I have a dream that three native, indigenous grandmothers were at the trailer in the rv park they were wrapping the trailer in a long prayer blanket counter clockwise they said that they had to straighten out the energy that was currently there. The prayers on the blanket encouraging that existing energy to go backwards, reversing the energies there, un create themselves. The Grandmothers (ancestors) then smudged the trailer and prayed over it in a language I did not understand. Then I woke up, I felt great about moving up the hill now it was the first time the grandmothers had worked with me in the dreaming world and came to my aid, was a huge gift and honor.

I spend a whole day scrubbing and cleaning the dog urine that was extreme on the floors in the trailer and then I cleared everything out that was not needed and moved my stuff in and unpacked. Just when I finally finished setting everything up, I was setting down to write, get some work done, finally there was quiet, I felt good and BAM. A man pulls up to the trailer, who I did not know, was literally trying to come into the trailer. I stepped outside to gently confront him. Good news my dog was not happy, the man knew that he may be able to push me around but my dog was a whole other deal. One thing I have learned over the last 4 years is that people will do all kinds of rude, mindless harm to people: hit, stab, steal, lie, scream, push themselves onto you will not cease unless you have a loaded gun or a big dog that looks pretty protective and even trained! It is a last straw and they will move on when they cannot push anymore towards their desired goal. My dog has literally saved me from rape, carjacking (3 times), abuse, ect.

This time was no different the only reason this man backed off was my dog. Finally he left, turns out that he was the ex husband of the friend of mine who left town and gave me the trailer to live in. after three hours of dealing with this guy, he finally left and I knew that whatever was going on with the man and my friend was not good and I could not stay there, just felt dangerous to me. I pack all my shit up over the next morning into my van. I then pulled out a blanket put it under a tree with my dog on the grass. We stared at the clouds, the sky and napped for like 6 hours. That was a great healing day. The last couple of things I needed to pack up were the energy being rock and the brick. The rock and the brick were both speaking to me of staying there. I picked up the rock and found it an amazing home under this tree, the color of the rock started to turn into a dark green, I knew it was happy and doing the work that it had traveled with me for. Put tobacco prayers over it and left it.

I went back, picked up the brick and began looking for a right place for it. Wondering if someone else will dream about it and find it there where I will place it? I was still trying to figure out what the meaning of this brick was? Why I dreamt about it and later found it, carried it to this very place to leave it? Was beginning to think it meant nothing? Just part of the world I live in, strange.

I found a place under a tree for it, placed tobacco prayers on it and got into my van. I was getting ready to head off back down into Reno again, confused more than ever but great’ful no bad or harm had come to me. Then I heard this voice tell me to take a picture of the brick I might need it. I turned the van off, got out, grabbed my tablet and snapped a really close photo of the brick. That is the moment that I saw the exact image of the brick in my dream It meant to me that right now is the moment I had come to with the brick, a very important trigger here.

How do I make sure I greet this moment and opportunity properly?

I just looked as this trailer situation as the same kind of event that has happened over and over in my life, not just with living, but people in general and that it was tied to 1982 when the first Physical, mental and emotional trespass was made on me by men. This event was to play on for 30 years and it had scar’d me, brought me some continued damage. I also knew that the eclipse was also asking me to close this door, was giving me an opportunity and the brick was the trigger, the auspicious development.

This last eclipse was the book end to close that cycle that was started in 1982. The brick was the notification of the turnstile, that this is the moment I had been lead into with the brick as the trigger and what was I going to do?

I walked through the turnstile, closing the door on the past and drove off creating a new pattern of trust in the magic of my guides and beings who help me all the time, who arranged for the dream of the brick that lead up to years of carrying it to the right place during a perfect planetary alignment to close a thirty year door of pain, abuse, suffering, violence upon my person by men.

The next thirty years I choose sunsets and sunrises, laying on blankets under a tree all day long, watching clouds, letting my consciousness drift and sometimes I will get the chance to write about such things!

You still have time, the eclipse energy is still current o help you finalize your own past right now and start a new thirty year cycle of what you intend or you can unconsciously just keep playing this theme out until you are offered yet another chance again in the thirty years!

http://www.timeanddate.com/eclipse/blood-moon.html this ticket is good until the next eclipse!

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COE