Topic : Defining Your Authentic Self

I found A LOT of exactly who I am in your post.

In fact, when you described your method of fulfilling aspects of your spirituality, I quickly recognized that that’s exactly what I do. I very strongly believe that spirituality is a very personal thing AND I believe that we find OUR own personal and individual paths to our Higher Power and in our own manner and style.

Thank You for giving voice to that.

Brenda

Sorry, Grub!

I was at home until yesterday recovering from some ultra minor surgery and when I went over to see my parents, my father HAD been resting. I learned that my father had gone out early in the morning and did all of their shopping. (I had been doing their shopping until early June.) He then came home and prepared my mother’s lunch. Then, did the laundry and cleaned the house and I realized that my Dad was just trying to rest and watch the Market Report. So, I just spoke and started to leave when my mother harangued him until he got up. I was urging him to just continue to REST and RELAX because I was just checking in and WASN’T planning to stay! Then my Dad said, “No, please have a seat!” As he began telling me about some of his news my mother grabbed the 40 item cash register receipt and began scanning it as I was talking to my father. He was trying to tell me about some things of interest to him and he was frequently being interrupted by my mother, with questions about the cost of the various items, finally she broken in to the conversation saying she couldn’t read the receipt because she didn’t have her glasses. She sat there, receipt in hand, with her hand extended to my father. As he clarified, the items she had questions about she then said, “Well, just read it to me!” I looked on dumbfounded and asked her if she wanted to know what the items cost, “WHY NOT just get your glasses and read the thing?!?” (This woman has never worked. Hasn’t done the household shopping in more than 17 years, refuses to assist in putting away groceries or to help with the cooking or housekeeping, and also refused to get her glasses!) She sat there insisting that MY father read HER a cash register receipt?!? I WAS FURIOUS!!! As he began reading her the 40 item receipt aloud, I excused myself!

Honestly!!!!!!!

Brenda  

It’s so strange. I’m always having these dreams!

That’s right I’ve been visiting again!

Last night I dreamt that I was at this huge gathering and both Dr. Phil and Robin were on stage, there were hundreds of people, I was sitting among the crowd, just listening and as he’s talking he suddenly stops, then turning to Robin he essentially asks, “Are you picking up anything?” Robin just chuckles saying, “Yep! She’s here.” So, then he just stops what he’s talking about and loudly shouts, “Alright! We know you’re here. Just come on out!” I’m sitting there saying to myself, ‘How Cute! They’re have a little entertaining diversion going on.’ That’s when he says, “Brenda we know you’re here just come on up!” So, help me in MY dream I’m saying, ‘Darn! I wanted to surprise them both later!’ So then I just get up and march onto the stage. Then he looks at me laughing saying, “So, what are you doing? Decided to become a stalker or something?!” Amazingly I respond with, “No! I just wanted to see you both again. You didn‘t have to call me on stage! I’m in my lounging pants for crying out loud!” I have my hands on my hips.

He’s still giggling, “Well, heck! I didn’t know that you would be lame enough to wear lounging slacks to a Dr. Phil event! Besides this is just a dream! Wait for us back stage…in your lounging pants.” he continues to laugh.

And, as I exit the stage, there is this funny fade out. Then I’m sitting there in a covered sun area with both of them and he’s skimming an article in a lounge chair, wearing glasses, perched half way on his nose. (I’m always surprises when I’m not star-struck in these dreams.) It was sort of like having a talk with friends or family. Strange. Anyhow, I start with, “Well, this is a first. How did you know?” He becomes reflective, “I think it was when, as you mentioned on the message board, about people knowing each other before we’re born. Now, that made sense to me.”

“You aren’t reading the message boards, I know!” I exclaimed.

“As you’ve pointed out, when would I have time?! However, that thought was then out there on one of my boards and I picked it up and also you believe that souls travel in packs.” As I sat there looking at him, I respond with,

“I do believe that souls travel in packs but I never wrote that on the message board!” I retorted.

“I Know! I know! I’m just saying that it was out there and somehow attached to you.” then he starts laughing again. I bristle.

“Now, What?!?” I asked annoyed.

“I’m thinking of you wearing those lounging pants to a public event.” as he’s busts out laughing.

“AND, AS YOU POINTED OUT THIS IS JUST A DREAM!” I remind him. “Don’t you even want to know why I’m here?!?” Still chuckling he says,

“Oh yes, why did you come visiting Dr. Phil in your lounging clothes?” I’m sighing and shaking my head.

“You sustained a loss, remember? I’m here to console you.” I reported.

“Oh…well…Thanks.” (In the dream I knew exactly what the loss was! Not now, though. I think that it was just the anniversary of a loss. Can‘t be sure.)

“Oh, and I came up with a theory about dreams that I wanted to share with you!” I reported enthusiastically. He looks on.

“Well, go ahead. I’m listening.” he says.

“Well, you know how we have all of these seemingly odd dreams. Some just don’t make any sense?” He nods. “Well, I had this hypothesis that at the very end of our lives, in the very last microseconds, all of the dreams- odd ones and all- come together and form this really Nutsolla but much more lucid movie that spells out what we were here to accomplish on our visit to Earth. And, in that moment, our missions become crystal clear!” He just sits there thinking. Then states,

“So, what you’re saying, here. What your putting forth, is that there’s a fundamentally sane reason WHY you came to a Dr. Phil event in pajama pants?!?” he’s again laughing.

“Stop IT! You’re in the spirit, when you‘re dreaming! You just think you’re that guy. You know you’re WAY more than just him, just as I’m more than that Carolina girl, person! That reminds me, I had a dream about Oprah- my spirit sister- and do you know she was actually condescending to me! And, when I called her on it, she just responded with, ‘Well, I’m just telling you, that there’s dust on my favorite lamp, that you missed!’ So, I just told her, ‘Yeah and someone left your cake out in the rain, as well!’ She was being a snob…to ME, her spirit sister! So, help me, in that dream I was forced to call Gayle to make her stop! I was even a bit upset with Gayle cause she thought the whole thing was SO funny!” I went on mildly irritated. Then he adds, 

“Yeah, and in the Earth world, I actually know Oprah! I don’t have to wear my PJ’s to her functions, or track her down in my dreams. I just pick up the phone!” I was just rolling my eyes. “Besides you got that ‘twin’ thing with..um....what’s her face to help you with bonding issues and to help you more fully get in touch with your own spirit and the spiritual nature of all bonds. Why are you whining?!?” he asked kinda cocky.

“What’s her face is also my spirit sister, as well as YOURS! And, I’m NOT whining. I just miss everyone. That’s all!” That’s when I notice that Robin’s been just sitting there listening the whole time and then she says,

“You think you got stuff going on! In the spirit, I still can not believe that I married him! I can‘t even believe that in Earth terms, I actually embrace that! I mean I adore who he truly is but, married him, I mean come on give me a break!” Robin’s just shaking her head and as we are all laughing, I begin to understand that he needed her spirit to humble him a bit more and she needed him to help her because earlier she was a bit too meek and humble. My, How She’s Grown!!! LOL!

Brenda