Since I mentioned it in my previous post, it would be helpful to post the meditation and dream logs for those that don’t read them in their normal location.
Saturday, Sept 12
This morning I was tired but knew I needed to meditate. If I can’t make time to meditate on the weekend, when will I? And the only way to get answers to the persistent questions in my mind is to go within. Since my oatmeal takes 35 minutes to cook, I decided to use that as a timer. I burned some sage in the seashell to cleanse the energy of the living room. I laid on the floor because my back isn’t feeling awesome and the couch isn’t supportive enough for sitting or lying. By the time I was ready I had 20 minutes or so before my oatmeal. I started with the microcosmic orbit (qigong exercise of circulating energy internally). It took me a while to get through two cycles because I was tired and kept drifting, but I wanted to have some focus before I went further. Then I just kept breathing and trying to turn down the music in my head (the danger of Beatles Rock Band is having Beatles songs stuck in your head!) There were brief flashes of different things. A few times I heard a few words, always different voices which is a fairly common occurrance for me now. I’m getting better at holding onto them, but it’s still very hard to hear them and remember. However, I don’t believe these snippets are from guides or anything. My theory is I’m slipping to a slightly ‘deeper’ level and overhearing others on that same plane. The only thing that may have been meant for me that I remember was mention of a door opening. I don’t remember if it was words or impression that it would open suddenly. I don’t know what the door is for, it could be related to career, personal growth, who knows. In this state I am unable to ask questions or even comprehend much without slipping out of it, so I just file the information away for future reference. Visually I saw brief glimpses as well. Early on I saw a small black animal, I thought maybe my cat but he wasn’t physically walking around and certainly couldn’t walk through the couch. I remember a visual of someone (not me) pointing to a dry erase board like they were teaching a class. And finally there was a weird feeling about 2/3 of the way through. I noticed it got hard to breathe all of a sudden and I got real warm (external source, not internal). No idea why, but that’s the story of the day. lol All this happened in the first 20 minutes. Then the timer went off, so I took the oatmeal off the stove, lit some more sage and settled back in. I didn’t notice anything else interesting, I struggled a lot more in the second 20 minutes, but the point is that I did it. I need to start building a practice again so I have to take advantage of quiet time. Many times I try to meditate and get interrupted by Carrie so this was a miracle in itself. 
Sunday, Sept 13
Meditation was far less interesting this morning. Normally when I meditate I feel myself slipping into a slightly different mental state. Today I felt like I was just stuck on the surface and couldn’t get within myself. I tried for 15 minutes to go within, pulling out old tricks like counting breaths. It wasn’t a lack of focus, as I could could and maintain awareness just fine, it was like my energy wouldn’t settle. I finally gave up and decided I needed action, not stillness. So I got up and started cleaning. Since I don’t get enough sleep as it is, I won’t be doing morning meditations this week, but I hope to sneak in some evening meditations.
Monday, September 14
I think I know why Edgar Cayce napped a lot! My most interesting experiences happen in mid afternoon naps. Today I was just exhausted and couldn’t resist a nap on the couch. Monkey, our 19 lb cat decided he would take a nap with me, settling in right on my chest once I was asleep. That made breathing a bit tough, but I guess I can consider it strength training, lifting his weight on each breath. lol Anyway, I was resting in a mostly asleep state when I ’saw’ a round faced woman, bright and cheerful and wearing pink waving at me through the window. Really, it wasn’t exactly the window as it’s located physically, but I didn’t realize that at first. I thought it was the neighbor, though this woman didn’t look like her that much. I remember trying to wave, but being unable to open my eyes or move my physical limbs. Quite simply, my astral body was responding somewhat, waving to her, but my consciousness was returning enough to my physical body that I was aware of my inability to move. I felt a little fear, not because of her, but that she would come in the house to either say hello or make sure I was ok, seeing as I was lying on the couch. It took incredibly long to get back in my body and wake up, longer than I can ever remember. I wish I would have had the presence of mind to stay where I was and talk to her. I find it interesting that she didn’t come in. My guess is the perimeter of our house, especially the front door area is pretty well protected. I had no interest in letting her in, now I’m just curious who she is. I didn’t recognize her, and we currently don’t have any earth bound spirits in our house, so I’m at a loss. I may never know, it depends upon Carrie’s ability to talk to the guides and whether they have any answers.
If only the naps didn’t destroy my sleep cycle, I’d take them every day because it taps into my less accessible abilities much more easily.
