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Elizabeth Cassidy

Certified Life ,Transition and Intuitive Coach, Writer, Reiki Practitioner

I am a life and Intuitive coach for women who are looking to re-invent their lives or polish up the one the lives they are leading. Branching Out Life Coaching helps people to discover "Creative Solutions for Challenging Times." I also use humor and make offerings to the chocolate goddess if it wi...

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Shoes with antennas. oh yeah, like you don't have a pair in your closet.

So I woke up this morning with Ruby snoring next to me, Minnie sleeping on my arm and Henry was rolled up under my neck. They feel asleep like that and I just laid there and prayed for sleep to overtake me. Be careful what you pray for.

Just as I woke up and saw this assortment of bodies in various stages of slumber, my mind went...”what the hell did i just dream?” I knew I had to get up and write it down before it faded like the snow hitting my backyard.

I am in a big room and I realize that I am packing. Leaving the west coast for the east. i am looking for boxes and find one. I open it and there are all these floral shower caps. I freak a little because I think you have to be in your 80s to seriously want one of them. I take 4. And was happy because the one I have is from a hotel room.  I find a dark wooden box and open it and start to put in men’s shoes. As I closed the box, I realized that a pair had antennas attached to it and they are sticking out of the box.

Then I realize that I want to ship my plants back to NY. I am feeling so sad about leaving them. So I find a bigger box and start to put in my African Violets.

I did take a dream workshop once because I had a dream that I was in the woods and came upon a big white farm house. I go inside and walk into the dining room. There is a dark wood table with bowls on it and it the bowls are the remains of Rodney Dangerfield. his veins were in one, his head in another and it was covered in clear gelatin. it took me about 6 months before I slept thru the night. I hated that dream and when i heard about the workshop, I signed up.  We got to get a dream intrepeted and people were visible repulsed by mine. Like they never had a dream about Rodney Dangerfield.

The dream instructor said it was a dream about change. That I needed to make a change in my life. She said sometimes severed body parts represented a change. I felt much better. I think in the back of mind I was afraid that  it was a sexual dream about Rodney Dangerfield. Like there was no one else to have a sexual dream about? Barf.

So what does that other dream mean? I have no idea. Why was I packing men’s shoes and not my own? Did the violets make it to NY?

When Walter comes home tomorrow and takes over the cooking (he is an ex-chef) will these drugless hallucinations go away? Or will I wake up screaming and pulling him up my his hair and crying “Tell me now and don’t lie – did you really vote for McCain?”

I think it’s all related.