Good morning Blue!

Let me tell you about a visit I had last night while sleeping. I will preface all this with the fact that I know some people don't believe in this type of thing and I am not trying to offend anyone. I know Blue does believe in things like this happening and I have had it happen to me too many times, so I am a believer also.

Blue I had a visit last night (or early this morning) from someone who knows you. This was a young lady with short very dark curly hair, of average build but not real tall. She was wearing a red zip up the front jacket. She was very nice and said she had been sent by her mother to ask me about fibromyalgia. I inquired if her mother had fibro and it seemed as if she did but the most important part of that conversation was that her mother was a friend of bluelakelady and needed information. I wanted to know if she was in your support group. I could never find that out. We discussed fibro and she said her mother would be there soon to pick her up. We were in a house that had curtains over doors that could not be opened. Such as a sliding glass door that had a home addition put behind it and the door was not removed, just had a curtain over it. There were colored blinking lights all around (like maybe christmas lights) and suddenly most of the lights went off. I said I needed to reset the circuit breaker and I would be right back. While I was gone she called goodbye to me that her mother had arrived.

I'm sure the lights going off and all indicates that it was morning and the sun was coming in my windows. Blue is this someone you know? Does the red jacket mean anything to you, because I don't always dream in color but this was vivid.

As I said I know some do not believe in being visited by people that have passed, but it has happened to me too many times. My most recent happened in the summer of 03. My uncle who died many years ago came and sat beside me as I was napping and put his hand on my shoulder and said Nov the 18th. I was very happy to see him and kept asking what will happen Nov 18th. When I awoke I felt since my aunt (his wife) was very ill he meant something about her, I marked the date on the calendar and went on about my life. On Nov. 15th we had a call my mother in law had died and the funeral was nov 18th. Last year in Nov I received a call from the person taking care of my aunt (the same aunt) and he said she had slipped into a coma. I knew she would not leave her body until family arrived to be with her and I also had my uncles prediction of Nov 18th. The call came on Fri. on Mon. my husband and I made the trip to be with her. We spent the day telling her it was OK to go on to be with her husband and family, she had done all she could for her family still here and to just let go. She passed at 1am the next morning and her burial was on the 17th of Nov. because the 18th wasn't available.

There have been several others but I won't bore you with those. I don't think I have any kind of gift, I just think I remember dreams that have some kind of significance to them.

So Bluelakelady who is my mysterious visitor, and why did she and/or her mother need to know about fibro from me when they have such an expert as you to help them? Or does anyone else recognize my description? I sure hope you can help solve this mystery, these things bug me to death!!


Have a happy peaceful day!

Glojer

yes i do know them both. the mother is my friend cherrie who died just over 4 years ago. he daughter is in chaos right now. allowing her husband to hit her son, not his child. her mom came and yelled at me the other night. my friend cherrie is purple. her daughter is red. the fibro thing was a connection she knew you would relate to.
she wants me to get thru to her daughter to make the husband go away. i will pass the message on to what is now my daughter. i inherited my daughter jessica from cherrie. and my lovely grandchildren.
do not be in fear when this happens. cherrie would never cause fear. that is why you did not see her come for her daughter. i will tell jessica of your visit from her. jessica is who you saw and she is alive. her chaos cannot affect you. her mother will protect you.
her mom had fibromyalgia. with all that has happened in my life in the past couple of weeks my angel cherrie has been watching and protecting. i am glad she chose you. she is a most genteel spirit. she chose you because you are a window. windows are a good thing. they let in the light and they let the bad smells out.
thank you for knowing you had to come here. now, breath, rest and restore your self.
peace,
bluelakelady
ps jessica is not listening to me about the husband. maybe your visit will be the catalyst for action. i will call her now and read your note to her.

Bluelake, I'm am so glad you recognized the red jacket. When I dream of people I don't always see them in color of course most of them are my relatives and I recognize them. I am never afraid of the people that visit me in my dreams, at least not now that I am a grown-up (that's sometimes a debatable statement, he,he). I do remember being afraid when I was a child. Jessica was very nice and non threatening and I did not sense anything from her mothers impending appearance. You talked about her before, I wish I would have made the connection while seeing her and maybe have been able to help in some way.

I believe there is a connection between her needing help and our communication on the healthboard. Maybe because we are anonymous to one another except for our feelings. You are lucky to have such wonderful people in your life spirit or not. Maybe Jessicas and Cherries worries about your recent upset sent their spirits sailing and I am sure they are worried about how you are getting along.

Thanks for clearing things up. I knew this was not an ordinary dream, which are always disjointed and well, dream like. When I dream of someone with a message they always have order to them like real life and are very short in duration.

Peace and good health!

Glojer
ps. Thank them for visiting me and tell them to come anytime, I know Jessicas problems will not effect me, but maybe an out of body visit will give her some relief.

Glojer and BLL,

I just had to share the fact that I have received many visitors throughout my lifetime through my dreams also. I stress that I do not feel that I have any special powers, I just leave myself open. I am always very careful since not all spirits are good, IMO.

one that I will never forget happened when I had my first symtoms of fibro, not knowing I had fibro. This was approximately 11 years ago. It is still so clear. I asked my grandmother whom I never knew to visit me in my dreams. She died at the age of 29 leaving my mother and her 2 sisters orphans. My grandmother's name is Lucretia and the night I called out to here I was extremely depressed and in pain, not knowing why I was hurting and scared. I told her I needed her help and to visit me in my dreams. Why I needed her I cannot say.

About 3 am I was awoken and felt a presence, I don't know if I was asleep or awake. In the doorway was a woman and a young boy, they were dressed in clothes from an earlier time. I had no fear and felt total peace. I heard in my head that I would have an illness for a long time... and it would change my life. I was confused but felt that the spirits were very pure. I don't remember anything after that.

The thing that makes it incredible is that I was on the couch that night since I was having trouble sleeping. My husband was in the bedroom. The next morning he told me that the oddest thing had happened. He was woken up around a little before 3 am by something. He is normally a very sound sleeper. He said at the foot of the bed were a woman and a young boy, of course it sorta freaked him out.. He is more skeptical than I am. He told these spirits to move on, they turned and walked out of the room into the living room where I was. He went back to sleep.

It was absolutely amazing to us both since I had not said a word to him about it. I was also floored that there was a young boy with the woman. My mother's brother had died at the age of 4, 1 month before my grandmother.

I find it inspiring that you two share an incredible bond that goes beyond our comprehension. I think when things like this happen it is our angels, loved ones, guardians, spirit guides, whatever you want to call them, helping us to see that life is not just one dimensional. IMO we take from these experiences what we can and hopefully learn from them.

The fact that you two know each other and this happened makes me think that there are no accidents in life. I believe that sometimes with illness we are more open to things since we pay close attention to what is going on in our bodies and mind. Again, I stress this is my opinion.

Hope I didn't bore or offend anyone, it is just what has happened in my life and I wanted to share this. It is something that I believe I have to pay attention to, especially after reading what Glojer and BLL posted. What a wonderful thing to happen!!! :angel:

Hope everyone is having a wonderful day.

Peace and love,

Janet

I know this has little if nothing to do with fibro but when I read about this my heart lept. Wonderful things happen around us all the time. :)

Hey Glojer!

I read your post and had to reply. I hope Blue doesn't mind me "poking" my nose in this "connection" but I just had to reply.

I got excited when I started reading your thread Glojer, I KNEW immediately what you were talking about. I have had these "second sight" encounters for over 20 years, at least that is as far back as I began to RECOGNIZE what they were. I was freaked out when I first started getting them, but just the past 6 or so years I've learned to receive them with open arms, or should I say open MIND! :)

I DO dream in color, very vivid color, almost like the old technicolor in the old movies. Where the greens almost blind you they are so bright. I had a dream about my Mom right before she was dx'd with cancer and I never ever dreamed about my Mom before. The most common "dreams" would be about people I knew or worked with, and they didn't even have to be people I was close to, but I'd have a dream with them in it, and the next day, I would find out that someone in their family had died, or had been dx'd with a severe illness. I never told these people I had dreamt of them once I figured out what my "dreams" actually were. I would tell them after they told me about their family member, that I had a dream about them the previous night.

Oh, I could tell you lots of "encounters" I've had, and not only when I was asleep!

The thing is, since my conditions have worsened these past couple years, and my medications have increased, I haven't had too many "second sight" experiences. I believe it's cuz of all the meds I take that alter my CNS and brain function. It's like the "door" in my mind has closed, not entirely closed shut, but like you just leave your door open a crack or half way, or like it's got a screen over it. The screen is the meds. Which saddens me because I had only just recently these past few years allowed my "second sight" to peak, cuz, I had learned to open the door all the way, and not be afraid of something I used to not understand.

I think when I first got my FM and it progressed so much these past couple years, things inside my brain went haywire, short circuited (sp?) and caused a "power outage". I believe that we all have that sensory perception, it's in our minds, every one has it, it's just that not everyone allows that door to open, so to speak. I don't think I'm any more "special" than anyone who doesn't have "second sight", but I think that just as all our personalities are different, so are our abilities to be able to "open" that door in the part of our minds that are super sensitive to "special energy". The force that is breaking through our mind barriers is an energy, IMO, an energy from those who have passed as well as from those who are still here. We all emit energy, a kind of "electrical auroa". That has been proven. And when people pass over to the other side, their energy still exits, it doesn't just disappear. We all have so much energy, even after we cross over, some of that energy is left behind. And, as their souls (souls are "energy") pass over to the other side and wait to be either absorbed by the "light" or they are greeted by "teachers" who remain with this soul and possibly prepare them for their next "mission" on earth, these souls are not far away. I believe "the other side" is merely a "reach" away. I'm not sure if those souls are able to communicate with us just as an everyday occurance, but I know that if that soul hasn't moved on to another body, it will contact us, touch us, and "lead" us when we need them to. Either like you Glojer, to be a "messenger" or to "see" things that will affect someone we are close to, or not close to. This soul will also be our strength when we are most desparate. This is all just my belief. I do not believe when someone dies that all that energy just diappears. I also believe that we have "second chances". Second chances to live another life and use what we learned in our previous lives to reach our "authentic self". Sort of a "be all you can be"! :) I believe that I have lived many lives. You know when you encounter that "de javue"? I also dream a lot about water. I have water in a lot of my dreams, and the water always brings emotions of fear and terror, so I wonder if I didn't lose my life by drowning in the past. I also believe that in each life we are more "at peace". This is a gradual process. That is why we are given "second chances". IMO Our grave markers should say "To Be Continued"! :) Finally, when we pass on one day, and our soul has achieved "authenticity", we then remain on "the other side". We become part of a special prism of light, yet still keeping our awareness. But we do not return to another earthly life. This is what I believe.

One thing that comforts me most, is that I believe there is someone from the other side who is "assigned" to us. This "soul" or "energy" stays with us throughout our lives. They are our "non-physical teachers". They are here for us, to guide us, help us see what we believe is not there. These "teachers" are waiting for us when we pass over. They are there to assist us on the other side, either preparing us for eternity or preparing us for the next "life", and since there is no "time" on the other side, it could be hundreds of years before we return to earth, or it could be a few months.

I would like to suggest a book to both of you. It's a beautiful book and for me, it made me look at death and the after life a little differently. Some of the book I totally can concieve, other parts I'm not so much in agreement with. But it's a good book. The book is called: WHAT DREAMS MAY COME by Richard Matheson. You may have already heard of it. There was a movie made from the book. I think it had Robin Williams in it. Also, another great book is called: SEAT OF THE SOUL by Gary Zukav.
The book, The Seat of the Soul literally changed my life. It taught me to look at life in a whole different way. It taught me how to be kind to people, it taught me about Karma. It taught about me about my "authentic self". It took me reading it twice before I totally understood what Zukav was teaching. He's a little over my head, but I just took my time reading it, and I would read over parts I didn't quite "get" until I understood them. I read it over a summer when I went to the beach. That was about 6 years ago. Gary Zukav used to be a regular guest on the Oprah Show. He is a philosopher and a teacher of "souls". He believes that the Earth is meant to teach us, and we are here for the single purpose of allowing the "Earth School" to teach us how to live "authenticly". He's kinda like a "guru"! LOL He lives in the mountains, though he doesn't look like "grizzy Adams!"

Anyway, I know I could share "second sight" experiences with both of you that would fill a book. But here isn't the place for sure, I only hope we don't get in hot water here, for getting off topic. :)

We are, discussing FM. Which, to me, was the cause of me losing a lot of my "senses". Not just "fibro fog"! LOL Somedays I feel my mind slipping away and I hate that. I absolutely hate what FM has done to my mind, my ability to think, reason, remember, and be in control of my thoughts.

So, does this girl (daughter) of yours blue, have FM? Is she in your support group? Her mother was in your support group? I haven't yet been to a support group. I'm afraid it'll just depress me more. There is one not too far from me, and I have the little clipping from our little local newspaper. I keep it in my date book, but I've never inquired. I don't know if I'm too afraid to commit to something like that, or if, like I said, it'll only depress me. I find myself more and more "homebound" by choice. I feel safe at home. I no longer enjoy getting out in public. I know I need to. I DID find an ex-coworker last week. She works as a nurse at the hospital where I was getting a test done. I hadn't seen her in probably 3 years. I worked with her for about 7 or 8 years. Saw her go through a lot of changes in her life. She's about 10 or more years younger than me, and I just love her to pieces. I had someone find her, and she came down to where I was and she looked great. She showed me recent pics of her son, and pics of her new 11 month old! Big round head! LOL It was good to see her. But I feel like I'm tied to my house. I have no desire to venture past my drive way.

Anyhoo, I enjoyed your post Glojer, and your reply Blue. I just had to share with you. See even FM ends up in the "afterlife"! :)

Love you,
tk

Janet, thank you for sharing your wonderful story. I love the visits I have although it may take some time to understand if there is a message with them. Not all visits come with a message, some are just for comfort. My grandmother, who died when I was 9yrs. came and comforted me one evening as I was worrying and trying to fall asleep. This was a very stressful time in our lives and just her reassuring embrace and words of "everything will be alright" made me feel better.

Maybe we have a connection between our fibro and our sensitivity that makes us more susceptable to visits. I really don't know and as you said this is just my opinion.

Oh, and by the way my grandmother was right everything turned out alright. After her visit I relaxed because I felt reassured and before I knew it everything turned out alright!

Happiness and Good Health

Glojer
ps can anyone else relate?

hi, me again.
i helped my friend cherrie thru the last 10 months of her life. she asked me to be the mom to her daughter that she never knew how to be.
cherrie is around because her daughter is allowing abuse to happen to cherries grandchildren. cherrie was a lousy mom. the stories are horrid. however jessica was never hit and so does not understand her sons fear. it is not due to my circumstances that she is here. she wants her daughter to be a better mom than she was. and she knows she did not teach her daughter how to be a good mom. she left that to me.
thank you for your stories. i agree that fibromyalgia can open the window connection. my daughter jessica does not have fms. nor is she in my group. her mother was not in my group either. she chose glojer because she hopes her daughter will listen to the words of a stranger. she can find excuses to disbelieve me. a stranger who knows nothing of the story. how does one deny that?
i love being a sick chick. and having all you for buds.
peace,
bluelakelady

Hey ya'll! Me again.

I'd like to share with you why I think the "worst" things happen at the "best" times. Like our health deteriorating, or events so traumatic we can't imagine how we ever got through them. How the physical body "knows" when it needs to be strong, and when it's time to need some "tending to". Also, in the midst of all this, we are still "connected" to our loved ones, no matter where they are.

Though I was more a part of my mom's dying than I was my step dad's, I did spend two weeks at my step dad's bedside after he was in a semi-coma. Flying from Germany to Iowa, then back to Germany only to have to return to Iowa 2 months later for his funeral. I spent 12 hours a day in the ICU at the VA hospital with my step dad. I was very healthy then. After he passed, he was in my dreams for nearly a year on a regular basis. We never had too many conversations, he always seemed "angry" or "frustrated" in my dreams. He seemed "anxious" about something. I had a recurring dream where he was walking a path through the woods and I was following behind him. I was talking to him, but he was silent. He never turned around to face me, so I only saw the back of him. He was walking so fast I had a hard time keeping up. I kept telling him to wait, slow down. I kept asking where we were going. No answer. He continued along the path until I would finally lose sight of him and then lost him altogether. I had that dream a few times, not in a row, just off and on in between the other dreams with him. Finally, one day, the dreams stopped. He quit visiting me in my dreams very suddenly. That was when I knew he'd finally passed over, and he was on his way to his next journey.I felt a great sense of relief once the dreams had stopped, where as I always felt scared and upset while he was "visiting" me.

My step dad's death was extremely traumatic, involving a lot of energy on my part, a lot of traveling. His death was very traumatic for me, all caused by a woman he had married only 4 months before he passed. A woman I never knew of until she called me to tell me about my dad's coma. That is when I found out he'd gotten married, and not to his long time girlfriend! This was not like him, to keep something from me. I remember when he'd met this wonderful woman. It was in 1981 and I had called him from Berlin, Germany (our first overseas assignment). He told me all about her, he sounded so happy. I met her, loved her, and they were together for nearly 15 years. She broke it off with him because of his drinking. He married this new woman,Pat, only one month after his long time girlfriend broke it off. They never even lived together and this woman was mean, and hateful. She emptied his bank accounts as soon as he was in the hosptial.These accounts had my name on them (he had my name on those accounts since I was 16), she emptied his apartment.

She controlled every aspect of his funeral. I wasn't included in any of it. I didn't know anyone at the funeral, since none of my dad's old "buddys" attended because they didn't like this woman and what she did to my dad. I remember sitting in a chair during his wake and an old guy walked in, he came over to me and I remembered his face. When he reminded me who he was I was so happy to see him I nearly did a flip! I hugged him, cried on his shoulder and thanked him so much for coming.

When I went to my dad's old apartment to see about his stuff, his landlord was outside the building fixing some stuff and he saw me looking in the windows of the apartment. He started to tell me to leave until I told him who I was. Well, this man, I knew as a child. I remembered him as soon as he told me his name. He said he thought I was family of the woman my dad had married, and he didn't want them near my dad's place. He let me in the apartment, first time I'd ever seen it! And my dad had lived there since I was 13! He was funny that way. We always met in a bar or the park when I came to visit, and then we would go off in his car. Well, the apartment was stripped. My dad's old railroad watch and his diamond ring that my mom had given him were gone. Those were meant to be my son's. That is when Jimmy (landlord) let me in dad's storage room. He cut the lock for me. He said he didn't think that Pat (dad's "wife") knew about it. He said I could take whatever I wanted. He said he wanted us (me and my 1st hubby) to hurry, cuz, if Pat or one of her family came by and saw us he was afraid she'd get someone to burn his apartment building down. He was serious as a heart attack! So we loaded up our little Toyota rental car with an old chair, and daddy's old childhood wooden wagon tied to the roof and some other things stuffed in the trunk. I gave Jimmy some of dads stuff. We kept all that stuff at my mom's house until we were assigned stateside.

Also, on the day after his funeral I went by the funeral home to get his death certificate and on my way out, the funeral director RAN after me asking who was going to pay for the funeral. I told them to ask the new Mrs. He then said to me, "she told us YOU were going to pay." YIKES! I told them I would pay $1000 ( I think the balance was like $2000 back then) so I agreed to pay half. I made payments for a year to the funeral home. Well, five years after my dad's passing, in 1990, my 1st hubby and I went to visit his grave and guess what? NO HEADSTONE! 5 years he had no headstone! He was VETERAN! Speaking of which, when we went to the VA before dad was buried they told us what the service would involve as far as daddy's being a WWII Vet. They knew about his new wife, and I asked about daddy's flag from the casket. They told me that it normally went to the surviving spouse. I was mortified. They felt so sorry for me, they said they would tell her that normally the flag goes to the child (she wouldn't know any different) but I was giving her the chance to accept the flag if she wanted it. The thought was; that she wouldn't want the flag, it meant nothing to her, as daddy's time in the war meant nothing to her, but I knew what it meant to HIM (and me). So they tried it at the funeral service and when she grabbed that flag, I wanted to rip it from her clutches! So, I didn't get his casket flag. Anyway, back to the headstone. We went to the VA and ordered him a standard VA headstone. The one that is a bronze plaque. It cost us nothing, cuz, we applied for his SS death benefit and paid for it that way.

When he died, I had ordered him a "foot stone". It is just a small stone like a head stone, but it sits at the foot of the grave. I ordered it to simply say "DADDY". Well, when we got to his grave, all that was there was the footstone! By the way, it was HUGE! Bigger than what I had thought it would be! I had seen them down south and they were only about the size of a large brick. This thing was the size of a small headstone! LOL So, we got him a headstone. We visited his old "girlfreind", the one he had for many years before she broke it off cuz of his drinking. She said that she had been to visit the grave a couple times, but it was too hard for her to go, so she stopped. We then went by the funeral home. I wanted to see if the "Mrs." had finished paying off his funeral. It took them awhile to find the ledger, since it had been 5 years, but when they did, he showed me that the balance had been "charged off" and had never been paid more than the $1000 I paid. My daddy was a well respected simple man in that town, he was born and raised there, he owed nothing to anyone, and here he died and his funeral was "charged off" as a bad debt! His mother used that funeral home, they knew the family that owned it! My Grandpa died in January,only a few months after daddy died. And HE also used that funeral home. I didn't go to Grandpa's funeral, cuz, it was so close to daddys, but I think the "Mrs" handled that as well, so it was probably best I didn't go. But Grandpa's funeral was already prepaid! Thank God! Not only did she not pay the funeral off, she charged up all his credit cards after he passed, and told the CC companies that I would pay all the bills! Imagine my surprise when I got those bills. It took me forever to straighten all this out from Germany!

So, the whole family is together at the top of a hill in a quiet cemetary. No one is left. Daddy had a younger brother who died in the Navy. He died in a Submarine, his body was never recovered, but he has a headstone. They ALL have headstones now. But they are all gone.

Point? This all happened when I was at my peak health. I ran 10 miles a day, I was strong. Strong to handle this castastrophe.

Things happen at the right time. I believe that all my illness's "waited" until now, cuz, I could never have gone through all that in the condition I'm in now.

I know, I know, it's long again! But, I have to tell you, it felt so good to get that out and share it with some of the people who are the most special to me. Yeah, maybe I could've told my shrink, but you all are like family to me. You are my lifeline! I get through the day, BECAUSE of the love I feel from you all. I realize a lot of my posts are long, but, whether you are able to read them or not, is not really as important to me as simply "getting it out."

My life is such a mess right now, so filled with uncertainty. I know a lot have it much worse, and I can be grateful I DON'T have it worse. It's just hard to accept this "change of plans" as far as my health goes!

I love you all, and I DO appreciate your patience with my long post here. Read it, don't read it, read some of it, no matter. I got it out, and I feel better. :)

Hugs,
tk

isn't that part of the purpose of healthboards? i hope so. we all need to let it out in a place that feels safe and loving. i read the whole thing girlfriend. in time these things will come to matter not. it is the love that survives in our hearts. only the love. all else is stuff. just stuff.
my daddy wanted creamation. his kids from his marriage before my mom wanted a grave and a whole body. mom gave it to them. she realized even then that the man she loved was gone. all that was left behind was a shell. and he didn't care what happened to his shell. he had already moved out of his body. i have never been to his grave. never will. not my style. within me he lives.
i also am glad i was young and healthy when my daddy died. now i am older and see death as simply part of the cycle of life. i am not afraid of it. nor of the process of dying.
sweet dreams my magic friends, sweet dreams,
peace,
bluelakelady
ps. glojer, i sent a copy of your post to cherries daughter jessica. i want her take, without my input. i have lights all over my bedroom. little christmas like lights. one strand with peppers and one with flamingos and one that is a purple tree of crystals. i made a light show in a huge frosted vase. all this is in my room.
the doors that would not open were representing the feeling of being trapped. the curtains hiding the doors represent denial. the red represents fear and anger is the medium used to deny fear.
jessica wears zip up sweaters. trippy, trippy. thank you for being a window for my friend. thank you for taking the chance of being laughed at to tell me. brave you are, my dear friend. give your fibromyalgia a rest now. being a window drains you.
nighty night family,
blue

Thanks Blue, you always make me smile.

I guess I like visiting grave sites because I feel that the person who passed is watching me, and joining me, if they can. It was important for me to see a marker on my dad's grave because he was a WWII Veteran. He was so patriotic it was funny really. I remember when we bought a new car and I told him, the first thing out of his mouth "It's American isn't it?" LOL I didn't by a foriegn named car until after he passed. Then we bought a Mazda! :) I like the idea that when people pass by his headstone they see that he was a WWII Veteran and that he was somebody's "Daddy". Two things he was proud of.

He's around, he's been around. I only hope that where he is now, he's been taught to love himself.

I have a good set of "coincedences" for you, blue. Ready?

Pay attention to the number 18. My step dad loved my mother 'til the day he died, he loved her intensely, and my mother always loved and respected him, deep down. My step dad was 18 years older than my mom. I was born on Dec. 18th. It was nearly 18 years to the day between my step dad's passing and my mom's passing. Mom died on Sept. 18th. My grandson was born almost exactly a month after my mom passed. He was born only a couple hours passed midnight on October 19th , missing being born on the 18th by just a few hours. My mom's birthday was October 21st. My step dad's birthday was October 3rd, 18 days before my mom's birthday! Coincedence?

I hope you are having a wonderful weekend, blue. How are you feeling? What's up with the RA? Anything on a new house? Your son is visiting now? I'm glad.

My little grandbaby, aka Poopie Face had a bacterial infection that got into a bug bite and he had a 3 inch hole/crater in his little leg that they cleaned out, and packed about 5 inches worth of cleansing fabric into. My son called me and told me what happened. My poor little booger! I said "Well bring his butt here and let grandma kiss it! I'll keep him for awhile and you can go back to Texas!" LOL

Maybe we'll hear from golden's "old man" tomorrow. She sounds like she's coming along doesn't she?

Well, I'm off to bed, and before 1:00 a.m.! I'm going swimming tomorrow. Yippee.
Love you,
tk

It is refreshing to realize that there are many, beautiful poeple on this board who look inward and outward. :angel:

In dealing with fibro, I have found one thing that helps me when I have a bad flare-up or am in a lot of pain, I offer it up. Now, I am not going to go into who and why I offer my pain up since I believe that other members would not like this nor would the moderators. AM I right?

TK, I have read many books on dreaming and many of them will say that when you dream of water it is usually a good thing, water is purification. Of course it also depends on how water is depicted in your dream. Funny how I don't dare mention the books I read since they are Eastern Philosophy works and some people may be offened. I am always worried about the rules and offending others. Also the moderators probably beleive it has little to do with fibro. I think spirituality has everything to do with fibro, IMO.

I did read the book you mentioned by Gary Zukav and the one he wrote after, I cannot remember the name of it (FOG). I loved the way Mr. Zukaz speakes, what an amazing voice. So calm and loving, I could listen to him for hours. Both of his books were wonderful reads.

TK, I do understand about not wanting to leave the house. I have days like that where I do not go anywhere. I love my home and my dog, my husband works close by and comes and goes all day. It is also the aspect that I will not know how I feel from day to day, I think everyone can relate to that. Getting people to understand it is harder. It is difficult to commit to something and than have to call and cancel. I always feel rude and if they are not close I do not share my physical problems with them. Oh well, much more important things to be concerned about.

I did go to a fibro support group, it wasn't for me...it could have just been the wrong group of people. Everyone was so serious. I want to go to a meeting where people can laugh or cry and tell tales, sharing the difficulties and absurd moments we find ourselves in. That would be a very crowded meeting... :D

I think it is wonderful how you have made these inspiring friendships through this board that goes deeper than just posting and asking how are you. In all honesty, there are times when I am in a self-pity mode where I feel kind of left out. Then I use common sense and realize that I just started on these boards and that you cannot force friendships. So I will keep sharing and being of support. I get a great satisfaction from these boards, they have some of the kindest, honest and open people than I have seen on other boards. I believe I have stumbled upon a good thing. I hope to make long-lasting friendships here. :)

Hope everyone is sleeping tight. It is late where I am but I am not sleeping since I am not feeling well. Oh well, maybe tomorrow night will be better.

Peace and love, Janet

hi friends,
thank you janet. i think there are many philosophies here. i also feel there is respect here for all our differences. our common thread is fibromyalgia. i know what you are saying about offering it up. i also do that. in the hope that others who suffer more than i will have lessening of their pain.
all faith is good. you know this.
teekers, i love you too. glad you find solace in visiting your dad. we all find our way in our own style. very cool.
my son is here and i love having him. he says thanks for trusting him with your bluelakelady. my gentle giant.
i am off to look at houses again today. such energy it takes. kicks this girls fanny right over the moon. we sold our house to a lovely young couple just beginning their life together. they will marry in october and plan on having children. my home will be filled with the sound of love and babies. i am so pleased i found good people to gift my kind neighborhood with. i would not sell to just anyone with the money. they had to fall in love and this couple did. she actually wanted me to leave my bedroom as is for her. giggle, i will leave her my stars on the ceiling. i offered to help her decorate. i know her dad, he lives in the neighborhood. i like him and his partner. selling our home to someone we know makes is so personal and wonderful. joy will fill this house and become their home as it became mine.
much love to you all on all planes,
peace,
bluelakelady

BLL. Thanks for your support, please let me know what Jessica thinks (that is if it is something you want to share). I was very happy to share my visit with you and I didn't worry about being laughed at. As my mother use to say, when people are talking (insert laughing) about me they are giving someone else a rest. I had a very wonderful mother, she had great mothering instincts even though she was ahead of her generation as I have mentioned here before. I use to tell her if I could be half as good of a mother as she was I would be successful. All of my fathers relatives (remember my father was out of the picture all my life-he was an alcoholic and abuser) adored my mother and always said how great she was and how grateful they were that she allowed us to visit and to know them.

I'm hoping my children will remember me as I do my mother. As I have mentioned before my mother died when she was 45 and I was 22. She requested a closed casket because she said no one would get her hair fixed right or get her eyebrows on right LOL and of course my brother and I abided by her wishes. That of course was not our mother in that box just a shell and it didn't matter to us, my husband and my best friend did view the body and they both said no way they had her hair and eyebrows right LOL.

I hope Jessica can learn from this and that her children will, in the future, think of her as a great mother who took them out of harms way.

Thanks for letting me know about the christmas lights that was a mystery to me and the zip up sweaters-oooooo-I knew there was a reason that I saw and remembered the red jacket as zip up.

TK, I love to hear about your family and friends, it reminds me of how much family I grew up with. I'm just sorry my children did not have that same experience, but again life is what it is and my children are happy and have many friends and do not miss what they never had. You have had a rich full life my friend and sharing that with others is a gift and if along the way it gives you some peace of mind then thats a bonus. Keep up the good work.

I don't think we are off topic here, because my dream did involve asking about fibro. If it wasn't for fibro we wouldn't be able to communicate here and discuss what gives us relief and how we deal with the daily ups and downs and pain. I agree with the fact that taking meds effects the frequency of dreams and/or visits. I don't dream or experience as much as I use to and now only after the ambien starts to wear off.

Hangin, I also know what you mean by turning it over, or giving it up. I hope we all do that in our own way. I think it is what gets us through this thing called fibromyalgia. Don't ever feel left out, TK, BLL, and Golden have been on here for a long time and those of us who don't visit as often or maybe just read and don't join in are still valued as friends because we all have a very unique thing in common. Yes, it is Fibromyalgia and all the pain and discomfort that goes with it.

Well my friends have a peaceful and pain free day. Today is my daughters 30th birthday, she is out of town working so I am off to call her and leave her a message of good wishes and to sing the birthday song to her. I am famous for my birthday singing, no one escapes a birthday without my singing happy birthday to them. If you remember from an earlier thread I discussed how badly I sing, so they all know how much I love them when they hear me sing the song. Anyone who sings that bad has to have other gifts!!!!

Glojer

hey glojer,
i have the same singing voice. my children still love the sound of my singing. i listen to them and ignore the rest. i too sing my happy birthday song to every person i love. they get a kick out of it. especially if i can do it in person. then they get the little dance that goes with my version of the song.
when you have fibromyalgia all joy is important. it is not so much what we do. it is how we do it that invites all that love to sing and dance with us. tell your "child" happy 30th birthday from me too.
jessica has not called. denial. powerful stuff, denial.
i am off to the eye doctor today to see what the fibromyalgia is doing in them. laser surgery is the next step to saving my eye sight. also we check on my lens implants. hard to believe it has been a year and a half since i got my new eyes.
peace,
bluelakelady

I knew you were a very talented girl blue, you can dance and sing at the same time. I ususally pick one or the other for safetys sake.

Oh,the eye thing. I wish you great luck! I will be going on the 20th for an electrophysiology retinal gram, or something like that. It is like and ekg of your eye, they hook little electrodes up to your eyes and have you look at flashing lights and things like that. This is because my latest vision screen from the eye dr. showed a little plaquenil toxicity, but no damage. I hope your baby blues (i'm guessing you have blue eyes) are doing great.

Thanks for the update on Jessica, I hope she will make the full circle and when her denial rounds the corner she will realize what is happening. I will keep a good thought for her.

Glojer

Wow glojer! That is cool. I do believe in things like what you experience. I dont think you are crazy or a bad person. I look at you as being able to help people, especially people who have a hard time coping with the passing of someone close to them. If a stranger who you have never met before tells you that they had a dream of someone or something that meant alot to you and they describe it to a T, that gives people closure sometimes. It helps them to see that there are others on the other side still loving them, and that they are still around us even though we cant see them. I wish I could have dreams like that.

JJ...Thanks for the words of encouragement. There are plenty of people that think I'm crazy and not because I dream!!!!LOL. I use to worry so much what other people thought, it is so fun and liberating when you let that go.

I have always dreamed of people but as a child and young adult did not know what to think about it, I just thought they were dreams. After my mom died I had a very strange experience with the other side and I became a believer. My mom always said she would come back when she died if it was possible, and at such a young age her death was very hard for me. So I guess she decided to give it a try. I don't want to bore people with a long post and a story, let's just say that something physical happened with the telephone receiver and without help how it came to rest on a pair of my mothers gloves I had set out to give
away. Believe me my husband and I searched for every possible way this could have happened, tried to recreate every scenario we could think of with no luck, IT HAPPENED!!! From that evening on I have been more open and aware of things that are unexplainable.

My friends and family say I am an old soul who has been around many times, maybe that makes it easier for me. I have a friend who is a young soul and has not experienced as much. Likewise my daughter is a young soul and does not experience what my son who is most definitly an old soul experiences.

I'm sorry did not mean to post such a long one. If I have anymore visits for the board I will certainly be passing them on.

Good health to all,

Glojer

I know that I have said this before, what a wonderful board. I do not have the opporunity to share with the people I meet in person in everyday life like I do here. That is why these boards are so special. I find I laugh alot and at other times I have wanted to cry when I hear of so much suffering, in body and in situations we are in.

I do believe in cause and effect, what we do will always come back to us, in this life or another. That is why we have to make sure we lead the most compassionate life we can. I am not preaching, just something that is embedded in my heart and mind. Another reason these boards are so great, it gives me an opportunity to increase my knowledge about myself and at the same time I realize that we are all wanting the same things in life.

When it comes to the fibro closing down our minds or that special door, I think we are all affected differently. For me it has made me so much more sensitive to my surroundings, even though I am taking all types of meds, that side of my consciousness feels more open and willing. It could also be that I am alone more and do not have the outside stimulae so I am able to listen to my mind and body more. It helps my fibro to have this side of myself alive. At times it takes me out of my pain since I can meditate on it.

Ok, enough of being so serious, I am really a fun loving gal who loves to laugh, best thing for our fibro. :jester:

Hope I make sense here and do not sound arrogant in any way. I tend to have alot to say. I just put it down on paper and hope that others find it at least interesting if not amusing.

Tomorrow I get a shot for the herniated discs in my neck that have caused me alot of pain since November. I am SOOO looking forward to it, I am almost giddy about it. I keep telling myself that IT WILL help and that is that. If anyone has any input I would be grateful.

Hope everyone is having a pain free and/or painless day as possible. :wave:

Peace and love, Janet (aka Hangin)

Hey all,

I mentioned in a previous thread about visiting my daddy's grave. Well, I haven't been able to get to his grave site in probably over 10 years. I wanted to go when we drove to Iowa for Christmas with my mother in 2001, but they had over 5 feet of snow that year! I would've had to take a shovel with me! And his site is kinda out of the way, I always have a heck of a time finding it. I remember one time, I walked nearly the whole cemetary before I found it! I was sweating like a mad woman, the flowers I was carrying had wilted by the time we got to his site, and when we DID find it, I just sat right on top of his grave and nearly took a nap! LOL I did get too see a whole section of the cemetary that was full of Confederate Soldiers that were killed in one of the battles in Iowa during the Civil war. There weren't too many battles in that area, so it was kinda cool looking at those headstones. I used to love visiting this one really old cemetary that was next to an old church there in my home town. I was a kid, but I'd go there and look at the old grave markers that were over 100 years old and sometimes it would list what the person died from. Lots of typhoid, lots of young babies from the Plague. Just a part of history that I enjoyed learning about. Morbid to some, but for me, it was history. I also liked going to the Pet Cemetary there in my home town. They have one here also. One lady had 23 cats buried in a plot! And some had their doggies special toys on their site, or pictures of their "babies". I know that the Pet Haven here in Pensacola has a special place for Police dogs. And when I worked at the Cracker Barrel, Pet Haven was just down the road, well, whenever a Police dog had died, they had a long procession of Police cars that would drive along the busy street that the Pet Haven was on, all following the vehicle that carried the dog. Then a lot of the officers would come into Cracker Barrel for a bite to eat after the service. The officers would be all decked out in their dress uniforms, and it was so cool how the Police officers went "all out" for the burial of one of their partners that was a K-9. It was an amazing site to see.

I lost a friend who was only 34. She had been in a wheel chair for 10 years due to a car accident, she adopted a baby, and raised that baby by herself after her husband left her. She just gave out. She went out in style though, she had a PINK casket! Tammy was always very "flashy"! Her daughter was 9 when she died.

I used to go quite often to her site after she died, because I felt "drawn" to it. She was buried in the part of the cemetary that was near a small horse corral. So I would visit the horses also! I decorated her site with funky flowers and big pinwheels, and windchimes. Tammy was buried next to her mother, who she lost at a young age and mourned for a long time. She also did not have a marker for nearly two years, and it's pitiful, cuz, she had a big insurance policy, that surely would have paid for a marker. I just think if people are going to be placed in a cemetary they deserve something that symbolizes they were here. I was just driving to her site one day, ready to go to the office to find out how I could get her a marker, and I pulled up to her site first, and she DID have a marker. So, I was happy then. I knew that's what she would have wanted. I feel her there when I'm there. There is a stone bench I sit on, and I swear she's sitting next to me. Then I'll call the horses and the same one always comes over to me. On the day of Tammy's burial, the service was just about to be over, when all of a sudden a young colt darted out of the stable and shot across the field, just a "whinnie-ing"!

hangin(Janet), I'm glad you have read Gary also. I agree about his voice. Isn't it wonderful? I have one of his books on tape, and I love to listen to him. Was the other book "Soul Stories"? He also wrote "The Heart of the Soul" he wrote that one with his life partner. I started to read it, but it was a little "intense" and I wasn't ready for it then. I miss seeing him on Oprah, I wonder why he hasn't been on for so long? Hmmm.... I am impressed that you read Eastern philosophy books. I'm with Blue regarding faith. It all is serving the same purpose no matter what it's basis is, we all don't believe the same way, and to me, that's a good thing. No religion is the right and only way to believe, conversely, no religion is wrong and shouldn't be believed. We don't have the right to judge other religions, if we could only learn to accept them and learn from them just imagine the harmony that would come about? Personally, I love the "older" religions. They have a beauty about them that is so peaceful. I don't like being "scared" into belief. I don't believe God is punishing nor is God an entity to be feared. I believe that WE are the "entities" to be feared, and WE are the "entities" who punish. And I know that having your faith, no matter what it is, can be such a strong force in dealing with our illness. Since all my illnesses have come into my life, I have been struggling to embrace my faith harder. I need to work on that.

Like I said, I study Kabbalah. I DO believe in God, and I believe that Jesus was a wonderful teacher, a very wise man who accepted the worst of the worst and loved them without judgement. I just don't believe in him the way Christians do. Jesus was Jewish, and it's that part of his teachings that I love. I also love some of the Old Testament people. I espeically like the women, like Ruth and Esther!

Janet, I'd like to recommend a good book, if you are interested: It's called "GOD IS A VERB Kabbalah and the practice of mystical judaisim" It's authored by Rabbi David A. Cooper.

Has anyone read any of the Mattie Stepanek books? I have "Journey Through Heartsongs" and it's absoloutely wonderful. What a little "prophet" he was. So full of peace. I saw him on Oprah a few times, and how could you just not be in awe of this boy? I just know he is in a very special place now, and that God has big plans for his soul.

I appreciate so much being able to share my beliefs and read about your beliefs, it helps me put my life into perspective and it helps me "fight" what's going on inside my body, and to help me accept the changes that I have little control over. After reading all of these stories, I feel that I must embrace my own faith more deeply, and to open my mind to other forces out there that can help me deal better, accept better and maybe venture out passed my drive way more than once a month or just to go to doctor appointments. I know that is part of my problem. My only socialization is with Doctors! I know that isn't healthy for me. I just don't know how to "step outside the box", I don't know how to get past my "safety zone" which is my home. So many times I have said "Tomorrow I'm going to Walmart, or to the beach, or to the camp ground to go to the pool, or here, or there" and come "tomorrow", something seems to always happen where I feel bad, sick, or I've been up all night with diahrrea, or just feel exhausted. It seems like it's always SOMETHING. And I end up sitting home, in my PJ's all day.

I love you all, and I love being able to "unload". I know you all love me and accept me for who I am which is better than any prescription medication I have.

Thank you so much, my friends,
tk

Let me first say that there is no way I could read all of this thread today - sorry, but I did read enough to completely relate.

I am psychic and a medium. I do not share this with very many people b/c of the judgement of others. I have been able to provide individuals with very specific information about the loved ones who have passed. I have visitors in dreams, but also during wake time. I strongly believe in soul rescue, which is helping earthbound spirits transcend into the light.

Now, here's an ironic fact for you. . . the weaker my health becomes, the stronger my sensitive abilities become. The more my physical body fails, the more my intuitive abilities grow. Isn't that strange?

I soooo wonder if there is a connection between our health problems and these abilities. Also, how about children? My youngest has a great deal of intuitive abilities, and she is thought to be autistic with a sensory disorder.

Very interesting. . .

hi glojer,
i wanted to let you know jessica and the creep are talking about seperating. he told her "if" it happened again, sounds like he is already planning it, ya know, anyway if it happens again he will pack his ows stuff and leave. like i believe that one, right! i told her when it happens again, as i know it will, she is to call the police and have him arrested. she said, duh! of course that's what to do. has the light come on in her head yet? i doubt it. if it had he would already be gone and there would be no chance of any next times. i wish her mom would go visit her. visiting you and i does not seem to be getting thru, at least not fast enough for my little grandson joseph. smart boy, he now has a sign on his door that says knock if you want to come in. he is setting better boundaries than his mom and he is only 7. i told her that. i also told her she is half to blame. the last time i told her when he did it again i would be most angry with her. she should have dumped the garbage out as soon as it started to smell bad.
thank you all for your support, love and open minds.
peace and sweet dreams,
bluelakelady

Hey all,

After reading all of these stories, I feel that I must embrace my own faith more deeply, and to open my mind to other forces out there that can help me deal better, accept better and maybe venture out passed my drive way more than once a month or just to go to doctor appointments. I know that is part of my problem. My only socialization is with Doctors! I know that isn't healthy for me. I just don't know how to "step outside the box", I don't know how to get past my "safety zone" which is my home. So many times I have said "Tomorrow I'm going to Walmart, or to the beach, or to the camp ground to go to the pool, or here, or there" and come "tomorrow", something seems to always happen where I feel bad, sick, or I've been up all night with diahrrea, or just feel exhausted. It seems like it's always SOMETHING. And I end up sitting home, in my PJ's all day.

tk

tk,

I was getting ready for bed and was thinking alot about your post. I am always interested in reading about other religions, no matter what they are.

I had a Spiritual Teacher tell me once when I was having a tough time dealing with my isololation that can come from this illness. His answer was so very simple and something we have probably heard all our lives, "Baby steps, baby steps". I think you will know what I mean!

Hope you had a good night and that everyone is having sweet dreams. :angel:

Peace and love, Janet aka Hangin -really, either one, whatever is easiest!

well said janet. baby steps. i like that. we are all just babes in the fibromyalgia woods. may we all find our way to peace with our bodies and the world we know.
love you teekers. shall we baby step together? you are never alone.
peace,
bluelakelady

You guys are great!

Hangin, I have heard that for many years 'baby steps' my best friend uses it all the time and it is so true. I think doing the baby steps is the only way to go, and now with the fms 'you gotta love it'.

TK, you are a unique and wonderful person don't know what we would do without you here, don't ever leave us. You give us great insights and so much to put our brains to work on.

Bluelake, Maybe your friend cherrie has tried and can't get through to her daughter. Jessica obviously has blockers up cause she doesn't want to admit really what happens. Otherwise she wouldn't be saying 'the next time'. I picture cherrie and my mom and all the moms on the other side putting their heads together and trying to come up with a solution, quite a picture. I'll pray for Jessica and your grandson and pray that she will or he will call 911 the next time it happens.

How's the house hunting blue? Did you find something 'fabulicious'? I know it takes such great energy and that is one thing fibromights don't have, but hang in there and take care of YOU!!

Good Health and a pain free day to all
Glojer

Let me first say that there is no way I could read all of this thread today - sorry, but I did read enough to completely relate.

I am psychic and a medium. I do not share this with very many people b/c of the judgement of others. I have been able to provide individuals with very specific information about the loved ones who have passed. I have visitors in dreams, but also during wake time. I strongly believe in soul rescue, which is helping earthbound spirits transcend into the light.

Now, here's an ironic fact for you. . . the weaker my health becomes, the stronger my sensitive abilities become. The more my physical body fails, the more my intuitive abilities grow. Isn't that strange?

I soooo wonder if there is a connection between our health problems and these abilities. Also, how about children? My youngest has a great deal of intuitive abilities, and she is thought to be autistic with a sensory disorder.

Very interesting. . .

Momw/MS,

I have been wanting to reply to your post for a while however, as you know there are times when it is easier to type and not have that horrible fibro fog. Do you also have fibro? Does MS also screw with your memory and all that. Forgive me if you have posted this before and I didn't see it.

I will come straight to the point, did you have any situations happen to you that the sprirt world spoke to you of getting ill? Did any spririts send you a message in any form that something might or is wrong. I am fascinated by this. I do not believe that you are in the medical field, I could be wrong, but I wonder if you could foresee things that in some way could alleviate some of the mystery behind MS and FIbro.

I believe that we all are born with gifts, and yours is being psyshic and a medium. This is a very special gift.

You probably have been approached by those whom you have told about the show on TV called Medium. Have you watched that show and if so is it somewhat true, they say it is based on a real medium?

I am not a physic but I feel that the window, door or whatever you want to call it has become stronger since I became ill. You felt that way too. I believe it is because our minds must play such close attention to our heart and body since it can be so stressful and heartbreaking. Does that make sense, we are more aware of everything. I don't know if I have this ability since I have meditated for 35 years and study and practice an eastern philoshophy (call it religion, it is the same to me since you must live it). With any religion you could reach the stage of being open with prayer (also what I call meditation). This ability that I have is just the awareness of other realms and being very sensitive to changes in my environment. I also have vivid dream recall, so much so that I can tell someone a dream I had many days later. I write them down. I know most of them are my subsonscious dealing with all the stimulus of the day, but some are people talking with me, telling me things that are very important at the time or later on. The most powerful ones are from my father who I do believe has crossed over but I had him promise me that he would visit me in my dreams. LOL :angel:

What I am trying to say is have your gifts helped you through this?

I am always looking for new ways to help the human race and especially for those that suffer with these illnessess we have.

Sorry if I rambled, hope I made sense and did not in any way make light of your abilities.

Peace and love, Janet

dear janet,
it has helped me. i was told 2 years ago by a friend with a gift for seeing ahead that i would live to be very old, however i would be challenged by many changes in my body. actually she said you will get alot sicker before you leave your body. i gazed into her eyes and said, i know.
being this tuned in does help me focus on healing my mind and stroking my body. i no longer maintain eye contact with most of the people i meet. to look in is to hear more than i want to know. it also invades their right to their thoughts being private.
i know you asked our momwms. i really have to concentrate on waiting until a question is asked out loud before i answer. respect for privacy. breaking eye contact helps. some people scream inside their heads. so sad. scary too. sometimes i hear things i could have lived my whole life without knowing.
peace and sweet dreams my fibro bud,
bluelakelady
ps i think my ability to meditate into an embrace of pain, release of pain and restoration of balance is all the more effective because i have this other ability. i had a sleep study done a few years back. one of the novel things the doc found was alpha intrusion. simply put it means even in rem sleep my brain is active. the doc said it is common in artistic and mystic people. he also said many people have this and never know.
nighty night my unique and special friends.

dear janet,
it has helped me. i was told 2 years ago by a friend with a gift for seeing ahead that i would live to be very old, however i would be challenged by many changes in my body. actually she said you will get alot sicker before you leave your body. i gazed into her eyes and said, i know.
being this tuned in does help me focus on healing my mind and stroking my body. i no longer maintain eye contact with most of the people i meet. to look in is to hear more than i want to know. it also invades their right to their thoughts being private.
i know you asked our momwms. i really have to concentrate on waiting until a question is asked out loud before i answer. respect for privacy. breaking eye contact helps. some people scream inside their heads. so sad. scary too. sometimes i hear things i could have lived my whole life without knowing.
peace and sweet dreams my fibro bud,
bluelakelady
ps i think my ability to meditate into an embrace of pain, release of pain and restoration of balance is all the more effective because i have this other ability. i had a sleep study done a few years back. one of the novel things the doc found was alpha intrusion. simply put it means even in rem sleep my brain is active. the doc said it is common in artistic and mystic people. he also said many people have this and never know.
nighty night my unique and special friends.


Dear Blue,

I don't know why but my heart broke when I first read your post, I felt alot of pain. I went to bed and slept on it. I read it this morning and do not feel that pain, just a sense of you having knowledge of others who are in pain, mentally and physicaly, that would be very sorrowful.

This question I asked was for anyone who has any form of insight into their being and the world as a whole. It is actually for anyone!!! I believe alot of us do have these gifts and do not know it. I think that sick people develop these skills as the years go on, for me that has been the case.

I am thrilled you answered, I get to know so much more about you. Knowing that this HAS helped you was what I was looking for.

How sad it must be for you to see inside peoples minds and hearts (to me they are one) and see such suffering, I guess it goes along with the territory. However, I hope there are people you meet that you see kindness, beauty and even if their future is not so pretty, they will go through this time in our realm doing the best they can and loving people and the world. I have always thought that the old saying "the eyes are the windows to the soul" very true, I guess you have proven that to me.

When you were told by your friend that you would get sicker and would live to an old age were you having symptoms at the time? I have a feeling you were, it is just that I do not know that much about you. Getting old and sicker to me does not mean that we will suffer in all ways, bodily yes, spiritually it can bring us to new heights. When I have been with loved ones who have passed away from an illness and we nursed them at home, one thing I always thought was that they had the great fortune to get ready to die. When they did pass away I had the ability to say goodbye and knew that I was talking with an angel when I said my farewells for now. We all do not have this chance. Yes, the suffering was bad, however, I believe the suffering is only earth bound, when they pass from this earth they have a higher spirit.

They were able to offer up their suffering to help ease that of others on this earth. I know you mentioned this earlier as to something you do, I do the same. Of course it is not always easy, but that is when we have to get into a quiet place in our minds. We can do wonderful things for our bodies when we are able quiet our minds and listen to them.

I am sure this ability has helped you tremendously with you pain. If we all could try and embrace our pain and then let go without anger we would have less stress and more happiness. Nothing of course is a given, but every tool helps. It is fascinating that in your sleep study during your rem sleep your mind was active. Do you mean active as in having vivid dreams? Rather confusing to me. I had a sleep study and was told that my rem sleep was very short but I was also very active, he did not say that I had alpha intrusion (something I had never heard before). I am not comparing myself with you, I find it annoying when people do that. We have all met people that when you tell them you have something they have it worse and/or every thing you can think of. I think we all come across people like that. We just have to smile and listen. They are amusing in a sad way. To me they are insecure and need alot of love.

Well my dear Blue, I do not want to write a book here but the subject to me is interesting in that it has helped you. Somethimes knowing can help and then sometimes ignorance is bliss. I find all this very relevant to FIBRO and any illness since it is a tool to use in dealing with the pain and everthing else that goes along with it.

Thank you for sharing my fibro bud. Please, any other input from others is welcome and greatly anticipated. :wave:

Every person on this board is special to me, we are all so different and bring so much knowledge and understanding to this board.

Hope everyone had a good night and will have a happy day. :)

Peace and love, Janet