WELCOME TO MY BLOG!
Hello, my name is Liz Figueroa. In here you will read about my experiences while on my journey through spiritual awareness. From my dreams, use of pendulum and Tarot, meditations,out of body/astral projection as well daily spiritual lessons. Join me and learn with me, while awaken the true light beings within ourselves.
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Living someone’s Life through a dream
I have been sick for the past three days with what looks like food poisoning. In my sickness I have the oddest dreams; however this one took the top of the cake. I woke up on the ground of a busy street or avenue, I remember getting up and look around and see that the streets were nothing I have ever seen before. I was totally in unknown territory, despite the setting looks like any street in USA. The questions of not knowing where I was, or who I was, boiled in my mind to the point of desperation.
I started to run in one direction but that direction seems like I passed through it before, so I turned around and ran the other direction for less than a half a mile to see that the buildings keep repeating themselves. It was like no matter what direction I was going, I was going no where. I entered a nice building made of glass mostly, that appeared to be like a professional office building. I want to ask for help; from a legal office they sent me to a doctor’s office despite I wanted to talk to the law to begin with.
I entered this office and there was nothing but females sitting on the waiting room. I tried to get a seat but everyone was repulsed of me for some reason I couldn’t understand. I told this lady to please, let me seat—it was like she was taking three seats. Her snub attitude it was getting on the way, making me getting an attitude of my own. With my own attitude I took the blanket that was covering the seats—as I was doing this, I kind of hit this woman in her face with my big purse on purpose. She didn’t move—she was motionless. I uncover the seat and found a new baby girl.
My heart was taken by this baby—I took her into my arms with care and placed her in the two seats remaining. The woman didn’t care about the baby at all; I sat on the floor touching the baby’s face, mesmerizing my it’s sweet face. I kept caressing the baby in attempt to make her fall sleep again. Suddenly, the receptionist called me—she looked at me and told me, “You need to go some place else”. I become desperate and started to cry, the emotions were so strong—I felt my chest hurting.
I started to explain to this woman my ordeal prior to come to that office. I was desperate not knowing who I was; I even open my purse to show her that I didn’t have any money or identifications cards of any sort. However, when I look inside the purse, there was nothing but bars of white soap like the ones use for babies.
There was a mirror in front of me and I raised my eyes and saw myself—I saw this medium size 50 yrs white woman, with blond hair, wearing a black expensive dress full of mud. I also saw wearing this big purse of champagne color with gold decoration on it and wearing shoes that match the purse. As I look at my face, I saw blood coming from the left rear side of my head, like someone hit me hard with a point object.
After seeing all this, my desperation, tears and emotions turn real strong. I got on my knees to ask for help, screaming out of my lungs—I woke up in my bed still with my chest in pain as I was crying hard.
I thought that this dream is nothing but a trick of my sickness through my subconscious or perhaps I lived and saw through the eyes of real person some where in this world. Who knows? But for sure it felt real to me …