Imagine standing in your kitchen and hearing, “You are to write a book. It is called ‘Dream the Answer’. There was no one in the room with me. The year was 2001. This was clearly a clairaudient experience (inner hearing) and my reaction was one of excitement and surprise. My first thought was – What a great title!
This is a bunch of stories mixed in with a “How To” for working with your dreams for finding answers.
Since I do bounce around a bit in this little book of mine, I wanted to say a couple of things first that will help you understand the stories a bit better. First off, when I say that my daughter and I ‘did this or that’ and no one else seems to be around, that is because it was just the two of us for 12 years. Except for when we lived with my parents initially until she was eight months old and again with my younger brother for a year or two.
My intention with sharing my stories and what I have learned is to pass this on for others to learn from. It is also a diary of sorts for my children to read and understand their mother better. (I hope) I have learned from so many people and my favourite books are memoirs, biographies and autobiographies. I love to learn from other peoples stories so it makes sense to share mine too. Plus as an added bonus, readers can learn to work with their dreams for themselves, just like I did.
Okay, so even though I had intuitive abilities as a child, this only intensified after my grandmother on my father’s side passed away. I did not see that coming. Other people knew about my grandmother’s failing health as I was to find out later. They knew she had heart problems and wouldn’t be with us much longer, unbeknownst to my 12-year-old self. Filled with deep emotion and dealing with the grieving process, I prayed so hard. The prayer was that the remaining three grandparents would not leave this earth without me knowing about it ahead of time. Be careful what you wish for…
Below is the most life changing event I have had yet ~ A GRAND PREMONITION
The most perplexing premonition and memorable event involved dreaming of my maternal grandfather. My dream took place in the beginning of March 1998 and I recognize this now as astral travelling in my dream state. Suddenly, I found myself suspended in space and my grandpa appeared in front of me.
Surprised to see him, I asked him what he was doing. He responded by saying that he had something important to tell me and that I was not to be too sad about it. Grandpa continued by saying, “Before we are born, we choose a time we are to be born and a time we are to die. I was originally going to die at the end of March but now your uncle is coming down to see me and I need to stay alive for him for a couple of days. So now I will die on your cousin’s birthday.” (He was referring to the daughter of the uncle coming to visit)
I awoke from this dream feeling sick to my stomach. I hoped that it had been just a nightmare. It was something I couldn’t keep to myself so I phoned my mother’s oldest brother to tell him as he is a psychic also. He agreed with me that it was probably just a nightmare.
As March drew to an end that year, my uncle announced he was coming to Manitoba soon to see his father. It would be a 10 to 12 hour drive. Immediately I felt anxious as the date he said he was arriving on coincided with my astral travel experience.
Sure enough, my uncle arrived for a visit on April. 8th, 1998. Grandpa had already taken a turn for the worst and could no longer communicate with anyone. He could only move his foot to the Celtic music we played in his nursing home room. I informed my older brother Chad about my dream as he planned to go see grandpa on the 11th. If my dream was true and it sure was shaping up that way, grandpa wouldn’t be in his body on the 11th, only in spirit. Suppose it was my passion about the whole thing that persuaded him and we went together to say goodbye.
At 10:05 pm, two days after my uncle’s arrival, on April. 10th, I whispered to my Grandpa to come and see me in my dreams and that it was okay for him to go. As I kissed him goodbye, he tried to answer me with a muffled sound and nodded his head. I found out later that he passed away ten minutes after Chad and I left the room.
Looking back on the similarities of what the dreams felt like and what I felt like when I woke up finally led me to knowing how to recognize a premonition. It was after this awakening that I could then understand and teach others what to look for.
If what grandpa said was true of us ‘choosing’ then I take that to mean I chose my parents and siblings as well. Other people have spoken of this. For example: Dr. Wayne Dyer spoke of us choosing our parents before we are born. This past weekend, I had the pleasure of meeting Gail Thackray and she said the same thing.
This is my experience and I have to interpret it the best I can. It applies to this situation as I cannot speak for others. It may not explain murders or accidents (unless that is a prior agreement between the two souls). I am of the opinion that people can be accidentally taken out or leave before their time. But again, I really do not know.
My Grandpa did come see me in my dreams and this was one thing he told me – Write it down!
In 2005, my dream had me visiting the farm where my maternal grandparents lived. I was standing where my grandfather sat at the table which was in front of the stove. Knowing with all my heart that he was sitting there, I demanded he appear to me so I could see him.
Frustrating feelings erupted inside of me because I knew without a doubt that he was there. I could feel his presence. The more I insisted he appear and he didn’t, the more upset I became and the more he did not make himself observable to me.
Giving up, I turned to leave. It was in that moment of releasing the need to see him, that my grandpa became visible. He looked at me with his usual sparkling eyes and conniving grin. There he was. Finally!!! I was seeing my grandpa again and a sense of relief came over me and at the same time an overriding feeling of joy.
He told me that if I am pushing for something, it does not allow for the energy to flow. If I keep pushing and demanding to see or know something, it creates a blockage. The moment I stepped back after stating what I wanted clearly, then he came to me.
My grandpa continued to advise me to write down what it is I want in my life. This makes it a concise intention to the universe. If I am taking the time to write it down, it is acting like a prayer. As I woke up I could still hear him repeatedly say, “Write it down!”
My experience on how I astral travelled during a waking meditation.
[From: April 27, 2017] – I decided to do a meditation sitting up on the couch. My intention was to meditate myself into an astral travel experience. I didn’t want to listen to an mp3 and fall asleep. Before starting the process, I asked Divine Guidance for answers about better health and getting my projects completed and out there. Notice in the dream diary entry that follows – when I get connected to my higher self and start to astral travel, I changed gears about what I wanted to know quickly. LOL
This is what I wrote in my dream diary about the experience:
Somehow, calling in assistance, I found myself saying, “Please come through me and help me find the answers I am looking for.” (The answers I wanted were about – Guidance for health & for getting my projects completed and out there)
Suddenly I found myself hearing this woman’s voice from behind my head and she whooshed into me it seemed. This sound came out of me and I thought I was speaking out loud in a foreign language. It was weird. She picked a part of my essence up (I remained in a sitting position) and she told me I needed to be using the colours red and orange to help myself. I think it was more orange than red.
I had a distinct awareness that I could travel and I hoped no one called or texted because that would pull me back fully into my body. I asked to go to Atlantis. I did feel sick to my stomach in parts. Felt like we flew straight east and over the ocean. I could see red buildings or red roofs on the buildings as we left Canada. Finally landed and I saw a brick building, then a school yard with a clay structure. When I first landed, the wind seemed to have a blue colour. I stood up when we landed to look around. I had flown over the ocean in a sitting position.
Then it seemed to me as I looked around that it was way too much like what a “Spanish” area would look like now. I saw a flat roofed building with the word “Ford” on it. Not splashy and big like it is in North America. Then I saw the woman and she was fixated on something. Older with shorter blonde hair. Wondered if she was me in another existence or a higher part of me. I wondered if I had been an eccentric lady in Atlantis. I asked her why she hadn’t taken me to the real Atlantis from a long time ago. (Felt like 3000 years ago) and she said, “Because if you went there you wouldn’t want to come back.”
Then I found myself sitting in what looked to be a waiting room but 70’s style. There was a square window opening into another space across the room from me. I looked over at it and couldn’t believe my eyes. There were three people there who had passed away. One was Sonny Bono who said hi to me. Then my awareness turned back into a dream. I had finally fallen asleep and yes I was still sitting up on the couch.
I asked the Divine to take me to Atlantis and I did not doubt my ability to do so
Why did I shift to wanting to know about Atlantis instead of better health and completing projects? However, this experience did help me finish re-mastering my fiction book – Bewitched by Atlantis: The Butterfly Mask
The orange and red colours are associated with the first two chakras. Perhaps it takes a combination of firing up these two chakras to astral travel.
This experience shows me that parts of Atlantis have risen again (The present day Canary Islands)
Next time I attempt this, I will be more specific and promise to return to my body. (If I am allowed to travel back in time to the original Atlantis)
And…next time I attempt this process, I will record myself so that if anything comes out of my mouth like last time, maybe I will be able to make sense of it.
Now the question remains…why have I not attempted to do this again? Because it rattled me. I asked for my higher self/spirit guides to come through me. And it happened. I have been doing safe meditations and self-hypnosis since then. Now it is time to do this again. There’s a whole world out there to explore.
When writing about one of the main characters (Connie Stone) in Bewitched by Atlantis: The Butterfly Mask – an amazing idea flowed in. I had trouble containing my excitement as I wrote about it. Here it is!
Use these divination tools to assist you in planning your novel.
Use Oracle, Tarot or regular playing cards to create characters and scenes
Create card layouts (an example layout for each card placement – see diagram below)
Create character sheets to fill in
Shuffle the cards and choose according to your template(s)
Write down or record via audio/video what you have discovered
Repeat as many times as you like
Note: As you do this, more questions will arise that you will want answers too. For example, I may have chosen a card that shows me that my character has addiction issues. I then want to know the cause of the issue. The next card chosen reveals the core issue as abandonment.
This short-read eBook provides you with the tools to create unique fiction books quickly.
Jackie Collins – A psychic woman. A powerhouse writer who was appalled by the double standard and fought back with her novels.
May Jackie Collins be joyous in her adventures on the other side. I had heard she passed away in September 2015 and was reminded of her brilliance while watching a show we have in Canada called “Unscripted”. What a powerhouse! This woman exuded excitement and joy. Jackie was thrilled about her life and very passionate about her writing.
In the interview, she revealed that she was intuitive. (or you could call her psychic) she said. I am not surprised by this. With the kind of success she had, it makes sense she followed the divine guidance she was given. Important point here though – she followed the nudges to complete The World is Full of Married Men from her husband and then followed through by submitting it for publication. She had the intuition and nudge to write. She knew she was a writer and she wrote. I think she was sent a divine intervention by way of her husband to get her on track with her life purpose. Not only to write but to share it with the world.
What I love about Jackie Collins is her kick butt attitude about the double standard. She fought back against it with her stories. She wrote stories of women who were powerful in their own right and did not settle for the double standard.
Jackie gave some writing advice also. WRITE. She would set herself up with a ritual and take away distractions. I like how she would write on a legal pad of paper with a fine point black pen. All of her books were written in long hand. I have heard the late Dr. Wayne Dyer speak of this too. He wrote in long hand.
I am writing my books in long hand because I can write freely and I keep going. It seems to me that this is also a better form of channelling what is coming to me. The ideas I have.
Mistakes do not slow me down, set me back or stop me. However, typing does. I type fast but I also correct myself as I go.
So check out the book that was banned in some countries when it was published in 1968. (the year I was born)
Blessings! Seann Vinyasa-Billson
Note: Had some technical issues yesterday had to re-do it. So if you are seeing this again, now you know why. My oh my! All fixed now 🙂
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