I woke this morning with one foot in my present, and one in my future.
I was very aware of my “real” life, but at the same time, I was in a bed in a bed and breakfast in Glastonbury.
I was with my great love. We were wrapped around each other. I felt his arms, his fingers, and I felt his kiss to the top of my head.
I felt his love for me, and mine for him.
It was a surreal experience, as I knew the chill I felt wasn’t this current Florida cold snap, but the cold from Glastonbury.
In the other reality, it was 2 days before the winter solstice, we were in an old house, and it was cold. I felt the old wood of the floorboards, I could smell the paint on the walls, and I knew the radiator was trying to heat the room, but the heat was patchy.
He said something to me about getting down for breakfast, but neither of us wanted to leave the warmth of the bed.
We were headed to a festival that day in town. The next, we were headed to St John’s Church where he would play music, not for an audience, but for Gaia.
As I’ve seen in previous visions, I’m led to believe that in 2023, he and I travel the world, healing the planet with music yet to be written, music that’s heavily coded. I haven’t seen many visions of “where” yet. This is only the second place specific I’ve seen, but I know that’s why we were there.
I simultaneously felt the joy of union with him, and the sorrow of separation we are in now.
I felt the optimism in our day that lay ahead, and the challenge still before me in the now to awaken him.
It reminds me that linear time, the box we live in here, doesn’t exist in the rest of the universe.
My guides often say my visions are memories, not premonition.
Not memories in the traditional sense because for the me rooted in the here and now, I haven’t experienced them yet. But for the eternal me that exists without bounds, I already lived, and know, my whole story.
It’s hard to wrap these human minds around these concepts sometimes. For some of us, it may even be scary and we don’t want to.
I think, though, that making peace with a bigger reality than what we see here in the day to day can bring us comfort and purpose.
I believe we each have a story written in us. Happened before, happening again… who knows. What I do believe, though, is that we need to pay attention to our deeper knowings, because they’re leading us home.
Blessed Wednesday. May today you feel love. – Samantha