Hold the Bus: Angels in the Driver's Seat - Messages From Angels

Note: One of my favorite parts of my spiritual job description is when I am asked to be a messenger for benevolent angelic forces. I often receive messages for people whose angels or spiritual guardians ask me to communicate when it is a matter of urgency or they are having a hard time getting through to their human counterparts. Many of these people are strangers to me and our interactions last only moments. These messages can be warnings of illness or accident.  They can also be intended to clarify or give direction. Whatever they are, I play my role as messenger faithfully



The bus was scheduled to arrive in 7 minutes. I waited at the stop in the clear winter night. 


He smiled and spoke from under the shine of yellow street lights. “Didn’t I see you on the bus ride over?”  He did not wear a coat.

I remembered him too. Earlier that day, this man with dark brown hair, a friendly face and a red plaid shirt had boarded the bus after all the seats were full. He had traveled standing up, leaning against a stainless steel pole, steadying himself against the swaying movements of the bus. 

Now we chatted about the weather and in particular the rain. He mentioned a plan to visit his son who lived in another city. As he talked, the words, “visit” and “smart move,” along with a picture of a six-pack of beer flashed in my mind. I knew then that I was to deliver a message to this man.
Maybe because I was tired, I blundered in my delivery. Giving him no forewarning I blurted out, “Okay, this is what I see.”

Before I could say more, a look of astonishment came over his face. (Later in the conversation he would tell me that I gave him a hard stare and that I startled him with my approach. “Work on that,” he would advise me).
Realizing my error, I started over. “Excuse me. Let me explain. A few years back I had a spiritual awakening…”
“Okay, cool. Good. I get it. I’m with you.”

I felt bad for startling him and also encouraged by his positivity. “So that means that sometimes I get messages for people.”

“Okay,” he said calmly.  Suddenly, he became animated.  “No! Wait! Messages!? From who?” he asked, surprised and nearly shouting.

I pointed at the sky. “From spirits.” 

“Oh… oh no, oh … you’re freakin’ me out ... the way you’re looking at me!” He gripped the front of his plaid shirt and twisted it in his hand.

“No, no, nothing to worry about… sometimes I’ve told people they’re at risk for getting cancer. It’s nothing like that,” I said hoping to reassure him.

“Oh, oh, good,” he said, more calmly, and then, “No! Wait! What’s your job?”

“I give spiritual messages to people. As you can see, it can be a little socially awkward.”

He paused for a moment as if thinking and then asked again, “Wait. What’s your job?”

“That is my job. I deliver messages.” He had a puzzled look on his face. I continued with the message. “The message for you is that going to be near your son is a good thing to consider. He needs you.”


“Whoa. Wait! That’s crazy! His mother just texted me! She said I need to come! She said he’s on drugs but she didn’t say what kind! She said, ‘He needs help!’ She said, ‘He needs help!’”


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Stranded in Time - Shamanic Dreaming Workshop (Post 5 of 5)

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.....Resigned, I sit down on the platform to wait.  I sit through several nights and several days.  A large red rose hangs in the air to my right.  At night, I am not lonely because I have the stars.  A few times I think I can reach my destination by walking on the train tracks but my gut tells me that this would not be a good idea.  So, I sit on the edge of the track, waiting.

Soon, as I sit, I notice within my center, below my belly button, and in the middle of my abdomen, a small black dot that ricochets around inside of me like a ping pong ball.  As I sit beneath the stars and I focus my attention on this dot I notice that it begins to slow down and when it is finally still and vibrating in place, I notice that as the sun rises and sets, it is as if I too rise and set.  Soon I and my dot are so still that I no longer notice the passage of time or all the things I am not getting done.  It is then that I see the train beginning to slow and take form in front of me.  It had been there all this time, whizzing by so fast I could not see it and so believed it had left without me.  I am glad now that I listened to my intuition and did not step onto the tracks to walk to my destination because I surely would have been injured! 

The train stops and I am able to board.

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Dream Symbols

Train – The trajectory of time as it exists outside of us.

Small Black Dot – A piece of our energetic anatomy.  An energy center.  The trajectory of time as it exists inside of us.  In the dream, as in life, the train (external time) moved faster or slower depending on how quickly time moved within the dreamer.

Rose – Angelic forces that protected me during my stay at the train station and who blew fragrant healing energy down up on me during my stay at the train station.

Stars – The Ancestors who are also guides who also form part of our spiritual family.

Warning! Entering the Dreamtime - Shamanic Dreaming Workshop (Post 4 of 5)

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As June’s tree dream shows, dreams can be meant for more than one person, thus it is important to share them. 

During the workshop I had a dream that was meant to be shared so I share it with you now and post it below.  This dream had something to do with the Dreamtime – a world that in some indigenous cultures was understood to be the place where all things originate, where reality is dreamed into existence before taking physical form. 

Thus, art of dreaming has additional potential.  That is, in addition to gathering information and insight from dreams, dreams can be tapped for their creative potential.

This dream was a bit of a riddle.  I continue to work with it and uncover more of its meaning.  This is a dream about time, how to use it, how to ride it to get what you want.  It’s also a dream about the importance of merging with the cycles of nature.  Unlike most of dreams, it also came with a warning! 

After I had this dream, I talked with my guides and they provided some insight into the meaning of some of the symbols.  Below, I reprinted what they said for any who are interested in using this dream for themselves!

The dream went like this:

How to Get Stuff You Want

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How to Consciously Enter the Dreamtime

(Warning: It will be challenging to enter the Dreamtime if your intentions are not pure as spiritual gifts were meant to be used for the well-being of all.)

I am at an outdoor train station on an elevated platform waiting for a train.  The platform is built so high off the ground I feel as if I am waiting in the sky.  I am the only passenger waiting on the platform.  The train pulls into the station.  It is heading North.  I stand up meet it.  As I stand, as I wait for it to slow, I begin to think about the things I will do when I get to my destination and even things I will do after that.  As I stand there thinking about the future the train begins to speed up.  As it speeds up I become alarmed at the things I will not be able to accomplish if I don’t get on the train.  As I worry, the train speeds up even more and finally disappears. .....

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