Popcorn has come back into my life!
Popcorn, although not a bad snack, is not something I eat much of. However, recently I went grocery shopping and without ever paying conscious attention to what I was doing, I bought four different varieties, and flavors, of bagged popcorn at the grocery store along with my normal purchases. That is like 60 ounces of popcorn! I have NEVER bought bagged popcorn in my life!
When I got home and was putting the groceries away I realized that I had bought a LOT of popcorn! This was my guidance making me pay attention. I had been in a kind of daze and lost in my thoughts over an important health issue that had been coming to the surface within me.
I just didn’t see the significance of all that popcorn. Then it hit me! My friend Byron was trying to get me to pay attention!
Byron physically died before Christmas in 2020. While he was alive we had always joked about meeting each other in the front row with a bowl of popcorn so we could watch whatever drama was going on in the world together. Now Byron, had again, sent me popcorn and I knew he wanted me to pay attention.
The popcorn kind of slapped me into paying attention to the guidance and answers coming to me. It was a wake up call from Byron. For the second time after the “buying of way too much popcorn” I dreamed of a bright yellow bowl.
The first time I dreamed of the yellow bowl I saw my own hands holding a wooden spoon and stirring some unseen contents in the bowl. Seeing my own hands in a dream usually alerts me that I am dreaming so that I can become lucid within my dream. I was only able to stay lucid long enough to clearly get the message that things were going to change in a very big way in my life. The mixing bowl was a strong message for me to get ready because life was going to “get mixed”.
I had the dream of guidance again with another yellow bowl but this time it was a yellow mortar and pestle. I again became lucid after seeing my own hand grinding unseen contents. I was able to stay lucid for a longer period than the last experience with the yellow bowl.
When I think of this guidance I actually have to laugh a little at myself. I had been asking the Universe almost daily for answers about my physical health and the answers had been coming in so many ways but I was too unfocused to understand and trust them. It really took something out of the ordinary to, “slap me into reality” and yellow bowls were just strange enough to get my attention.
I understood the meaning of the mortar and pestle. I use my own set to grind dried medicinal herbs and I’ve alway thought of it as being used to grind medicine. This was telling me to make a doctor’s appointment immediately and I did that.
The color yellow brings thoughts of sunshine, happiness and springtime. However, yellow has another side too. Yellow is the color of caution and physical illness. It’s interesting to note that yellow pigments are made using cadmium, lead, and chrome. All of those are heavy, toxic metals.
Yellow is globally used to indicate caution in signs and traffic lights and this color was clear in those important dreams of guidance that I had. Pay attention to colors in your dreams!
Thank you, Adrian for your gentle guidance on a conscious level. You are a good friend and I appreciate your timely advice always.
On September 28th, 2017 Julia Louis-Dreyfus announced:
“1 in 8 women get breast cancer,” Louis-Dreyfus wrote. “Today, I’m the one.”
Today, dear readers, I’m the one. Guidance had come to tell me that what was growing in my breast could no longer wait. The color yellow was showing that I needed to pay attention immediately.
I share this today with you because I have a lot ahead of me to get through this and you might notice that I haven’t been posting many of my own posts lately if you follow the website. I am so grateful to you other writers on the website and your excellent posts. Thank you all for keeping the website interesting with your excellent writing. Keep them coming.
My breast cancer was caught early enough that surgery might be the only treatment needed. The surgery is going to require most of my focus for a short while until I am again well. So, please bear with me while I KICK CANCER’S ASS!