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purplerabbitSo last Sunday I woke up "knowing." Sometime visions are just that "visual." But more often than not for me they take the form of just "knowing" something. I know something is going to happen or that I should do a certain thing. Sometimes it is really hard to explain to people that out of the dozens of ways that a certain situation could go, you just "know" which way it will go. The visions are sometimes easier to get people to believe.
For instance, what most people in the community call my "garage sale magic" - I actually consider a form of precognition or dowsing. Sometimes I just know that we should turn left and there will be something I need at that yard sale that wasn't even listed in the paper. Or if someone tells me they need something, it will just "show up" where I can get it. I like having the nack for finding needed resources. And I build on that "talent" by going to places where it is more likely to happen such as thrift stores and yard sales and checking out craigslist.
Then there is the other more ominous forms of what my family has called "the sight." Weeks before our ex dragged me with a car, I KNEW that she was going to try to hurt me. The guys thought I was "over-reacting." I was so frightened that I kept the curtains closed and the doors locked when Rowan I were home alone. Sure enough, I tried to relax and went out with Lon and friends to a concert at a local pub. That's when she tried to kidnap Rowan and ended up causing permanent damage to my body.
Most of the time when I ignore or talk myself out of "knowing," I have regretted it. When I first met our ex I "knew" she was going to be a problem. I convinced myself that I was overreacting and came to trust her.
Last April when my mom called from the hospital and told me "not to worry" -- I just KNEW that if I wasn't on a plane to Florida that very day that she wouldn't live. There was no "reasonable" way I knew that, but it turned out to be true. This time the guys believed me and had me on the plane within 12 hours. It's hard to trust in the knowing, but they are learning -- as am I.
Sometimes KNOWING makes one seem paranoid. Sometimes if makes you seem arrogant. It is hard to explain to people. You tell someone why something is going to happen and this is why. They can usually come up with a number of perfectly reasonable alternatives, some maybe even more likely at the logic level. It still doesn't change that you "know." I end up trying to convince people with logic, and often believe that I came to the knowledge that way. One of the problems with being very analytical and well educated is that I can come up with many "reasonable" explanations myself. When I was a kid my sisters use to call me the "know-it-all." While most of the time this was considered an insult, sometimes it was an asset. For example, they would often ask me to predict how Mom would respond to a request or situation. My accuracy was frightening. When they didn't believe me and it happened anyway, as is often the case with adults now, they would get angry with me as if "knowing" had somehow made me responsible for the result. The only thing worse than being the bearer of bad news is being the predictor of bad news.
In Greek mythology, Cassandra is a Priestess "gifted" with foresight, but cursed so that none ever believe her prophecy. My sister born after me is named Cassandra. Since the "sight" runs in my family, so does the Cassandra theme. We all have varying degrees of what has been called "intuition," "prophecy," or "second-sight." I seem to have one of the stronger forms in my family. Sometimes I have complete prophetic visions (in dreams or in trance). Most of the time it takes the form of a "feeling" of energy. Sometimes that "energy" will "tug" at me. For instance, let's say you have three paths before you. I would "feel" like I was being blown or pulled down one path. That's why it reminds me of the description of dowsing.
I can actually detail dozens and dozens of visions and/or knowings that came true from minor to major. I also believe that I changed several of the paths by direct intervention. Most of the times I have tried to change the path, it hasn't worked. Yet, it can be done sometimes. Luckily, for both Troy and my mom would be dead if I hadn't been able to change the direction of the energy in their cases.
So what did I wake up knowing last Sunday? I woke up knowing that I had to change the energy path. I even woke up knowing how. I knew that the only way to clean up our lives was to start in the physical realm -- to clean house both literally and spiritually. I knew we needed the UberSale -- a giant yard sale that would clear out the surplus ebay stock and all other excess material things cluttering our lives. I knew that I needed to change that stuff into cash that could be redirected into helping make our basic needs more stable -- the money to pay the rent, utilities, food and other bills. This may sound obvious, but sometimes a physical change can help shift energies in what are considered non-physical realms. I know that by doing this I will not only be changing our material foundation but the energy of our emotional/spiritual lives.
Tomorrow at 8 AM, the sale begins. It will continue each weekend until I "know" the energy has shifted and tells me it is time to stop. You are welcome to decrease your own clutter and donate items to the UberSale. You are welcome to increase your own resources by buying things at the UberSale. If you want more information about the plan, you can check out: http://www.therabbitwarren.org/DawnsTreasures/clearancesale.html
The most important thing here is that I can already feel the energy shifting. It is a little scary too but I know it is the right thing to do.
Love, Dawn
For instance, what most people in the community call my "garage sale magic" - I actually consider a form of precognition or dowsing. Sometimes I just know that we should turn left and there will be something I need at that yard sale that wasn't even listed in the paper. Or if someone tells me they need something, it will just "show up" where I can get it. I like having the nack for finding needed resources. And I build on that "talent" by going to places where it is more likely to happen such as thrift stores and yard sales and checking out craigslist.
Then there is the other more ominous forms of what my family has called "the sight." Weeks before our ex dragged me with a car, I KNEW that she was going to try to hurt me. The guys thought I was "over-reacting." I was so frightened that I kept the curtains closed and the doors locked when Rowan I were home alone. Sure enough, I tried to relax and went out with Lon and friends to a concert at a local pub. That's when she tried to kidnap Rowan and ended up causing permanent damage to my body.
Most of the time when I ignore or talk myself out of "knowing," I have regretted it. When I first met our ex I "knew" she was going to be a problem. I convinced myself that I was overreacting and came to trust her.
Last April when my mom called from the hospital and told me "not to worry" -- I just KNEW that if I wasn't on a plane to Florida that very day that she wouldn't live. There was no "reasonable" way I knew that, but it turned out to be true. This time the guys believed me and had me on the plane within 12 hours. It's hard to trust in the knowing, but they are learning -- as am I.
Sometimes KNOWING makes one seem paranoid. Sometimes if makes you seem arrogant. It is hard to explain to people. You tell someone why something is going to happen and this is why. They can usually come up with a number of perfectly reasonable alternatives, some maybe even more likely at the logic level. It still doesn't change that you "know." I end up trying to convince people with logic, and often believe that I came to the knowledge that way. One of the problems with being very analytical and well educated is that I can come up with many "reasonable" explanations myself. When I was a kid my sisters use to call me the "know-it-all." While most of the time this was considered an insult, sometimes it was an asset. For example, they would often ask me to predict how Mom would respond to a request or situation. My accuracy was frightening. When they didn't believe me and it happened anyway, as is often the case with adults now, they would get angry with me as if "knowing" had somehow made me responsible for the result. The only thing worse than being the bearer of bad news is being the predictor of bad news.
In Greek mythology, Cassandra is a Priestess "gifted" with foresight, but cursed so that none ever believe her prophecy. My sister born after me is named Cassandra. Since the "sight" runs in my family, so does the Cassandra theme. We all have varying degrees of what has been called "intuition," "prophecy," or "second-sight." I seem to have one of the stronger forms in my family. Sometimes I have complete prophetic visions (in dreams or in trance). Most of the time it takes the form of a "feeling" of energy. Sometimes that "energy" will "tug" at me. For instance, let's say you have three paths before you. I would "feel" like I was being blown or pulled down one path. That's why it reminds me of the description of dowsing.
I can actually detail dozens and dozens of visions and/or knowings that came true from minor to major. I also believe that I changed several of the paths by direct intervention. Most of the times I have tried to change the path, it hasn't worked. Yet, it can be done sometimes. Luckily, for both Troy and my mom would be dead if I hadn't been able to change the direction of the energy in their cases.
So what did I wake up knowing last Sunday? I woke up knowing that I had to change the energy path. I even woke up knowing how. I knew that the only way to clean up our lives was to start in the physical realm -- to clean house both literally and spiritually. I knew we needed the UberSale -- a giant yard sale that would clear out the surplus ebay stock and all other excess material things cluttering our lives. I knew that I needed to change that stuff into cash that could be redirected into helping make our basic needs more stable -- the money to pay the rent, utilities, food and other bills. This may sound obvious, but sometimes a physical change can help shift energies in what are considered non-physical realms. I know that by doing this I will not only be changing our material foundation but the energy of our emotional/spiritual lives.
Tomorrow at 8 AM, the sale begins. It will continue each weekend until I "know" the energy has shifted and tells me it is time to stop. You are welcome to decrease your own clutter and donate items to the UberSale. You are welcome to increase your own resources by buying things at the UberSale. If you want more information about the plan, you can check out: http://www.therabbitwarren.org/DawnsTreasures/clearancesale.html
The most important thing here is that I can already feel the energy shifting. It is a little scary too but I know it is the right thing to do.
Love, Dawn
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Date: 2003-01-17 03:16 pm (UTC)I think there's something in our culture that trains everyone to have an ineffective, unworkable relationship with "stuff". We're "supposed" to be packrats and have lots and lots of material possessions. Stuff we don't use, don't even know why we have it, etc. I regard this as a cultural programming, I assume it runs me, and I try to break the programming. When I decide to get rid of things, I don't let the items linger in my life.
I also notice myself frequently setting a course of action and then habitually following my course well past the point where it no longer makes sense to do. Then suddenly having a flash realization "Doing this is stupid."
I personally find ebay to be a great deal of work. Listing, packaging, collections... ugh. Listing a bunch of crap that nobody buys. Half.com is easier coz they work in commodities so the descriptions and collections are handled for you, but the sales don't close in a predictible amount of time. Upside of eBay is that in 7 days, the item is either sold or can be thrown out.
Could it be that you may be having a realization that your ebay system just isn't worth the trouble?
When I got back into ebay I had to really "bust" myself on my habits of listing every crappy thing I own and retrying auctions forever. As it is I still struggle with properly kicking the ass of nonpaying bidders.
Anyway if you're having a breakthrough about stuff... go you! Huzzah!
As far as the "scary" bit, yes that's how it feels to me when I move away from the safely habitual. Fear pulls you back, constantly moment to moment, until the moment it doesn't. And that's called a "kaboom". Really it's a lack of a sigh. IMO.