10 Aug 2017 Evacuation Dream (A.I)

Good morning to you.  It’s 7:46 am here as I write to you wherever and whenever you are as you visit me here.    I hope this finds you well today.  My prayers/positive vibes go out to you for whatever your current situation and conditions.  I hope you will choose love over hate as you go through your day.  I want to give a shout out to friend Paul David Ridley who recently had surgery to restore mobility to his body (especially his hands) and is in the process of a great recovery – Yay!

Paul David Ridley

The dream I want to share was one of those thought provoking dreams.  If it was the end of the world and we had to evacuate and we had sentient A.I beings and they asked to go along, would we make room for them?

So the dream was about what seemed to be an evacuation from a world and all the “places” had been set.  There was a woman who watched her lover who apparently had been betrayed incinerated with other prisoners in an enclosed room.  I’m not sure if the man was human, because afterwards there seemed to be like mannequin heads in their places.  She was desperately trying to collect his ashes/DNA to take to the new world.  She had laid down a long strip of orange sticky stuff.  There were odd A.I lifeforms that started to show up last minute for a place.  I was carrying an artificial seal that was very heavy before I woke up.  I remember seeing what appeared to be pilots.  One had on a long powder blue coat with a black collar and he was wearing a flying cross.  He was tall with black hair.

Man in the dream looked a lot like King Ludwig only the coat was the lightest blue color in this painting and he didn’t have facial hair.

Source Internet – painting of King Ludwig II on one of his night time sleigh rides


18 Sept 2016 Baby snake rescue (natural pest control), My first Pop figure (MLP Rainbow Dash) and staying in touch with our inner child – The Trumpet of the Swan E.B White – Return to Innocence (Enigma)

Hello and good morning from the dimension I share with Kyle here in Alvarado TX. It’s about 9:20 am as I write to you. We’ve had breakfast and got the dogs out on a nice walk which included helping a snake baby get out of the middle of the road! I am always sad when we find babies or full grown adults either run over or intentionally killed.

Unlike most of the people in our neighborhood and that I know, we don’t kill snakes. I am not superstitious and don’t think reptiles are “evil.” The main reason we don’t kill them is because we know they help keep the rodent populations down, are mostly harmless and I happen to appreciate their beauty and their purpose in Mother and Father Natures world.

Since we live next to farmland and they have torn up a major small animal habitat down the street from us, we have a lot more mice in the neighborhood again. The snakes and the neighbor cats help naturally manage that without having to resort to poisons!

So as we passed our mailbox this morning, we noticed the flag was up and were puzzled so we checked inside and look what I found? My first Pop! figure from our dear friend Les Pedde! Thank you Les!!! You are so thoughtful!  (my thanks and love to the people who are behind the making of little trinkets like this…..you may not know it but what you make does things like this…good things!)

I am a fan of the show because when I was going through a really dark time and needed a life preserver, Mom and Dad Universe lead me to the show. They started first with the original version of the cartoon show via You Tube and then a documentary called A Brony Tale (http://www.imdb.com/title/tt3219678/ – more info on documentary and trailer) and finally to the modern version of the show! I would say my favorite season of the show was the first – just lit up my world just in time!!

Talking about this leads me to something I wanted to share with you that I do to help me heal. Sometimes when I am hurting spiritually, physically and emotionally like I have been a lot lately, I find spending time with my inner child really helps! I go visit “Little Jackie.”

Let me explain.

It’s watching shows like MLP or one of my absolute favorites Tinkerbell and for me just recently, it’s reading books I read as a child like E.B White’s The Trumpet of the Swan. When I spend time with Little Jackie I find such joy, wonder, happiness….awe at all the amazing things this world is ever second of every day. In my experience, it seems that only through the eyes of a very young child or other young life form is it possible to experience that! Since I do not have any young children of my own or have a lot of friends with children (anymore) I have had to find that experience within myself! Revisiting the movies, the books, the experiences like exploring a new place in nature or just taking the time to watch a flower petal sparkle in the sun or a ladybug crawl across my hand…..this is how I reconnect with my inner little person.

The Trumpet of the Swan by E.B White (excerpt – this book resonates with me after my revisit to King Ludwig and acquiring my Red Jasper stone egg!)

Pages 23 -24

That night before Sam crawled into his bunk at camp, he got out his notebook and found a pencil. This is what he wrote:

I don’t know of anything in the entire world more wonderful to look at than a nest with eggs in it. An egg, because it contains life, is the most perfect thing there is. It is beautiful and mysterious. An egg is a far finer thing than a tennis ball or a cake of soap. A tennis ball will always be just a tennis ball. A cake of soap will always be just a cake of soap-until it gets so small nobody wants it and they throw it away. Buit an egg will someday be a living creature. A swan’s egg will open and out will come a little swan. A nest is almost as wonderful and mysterious as an egg. How does a bird know how to make a nest? Nobody ever taught her. How does a bird know how to build a nest?

Sam closed his notebook, said good night to his father, blew out his lamp, and climbed into his bunk. He lay there wondering how a bird knows how to build a nest. Pretty soon his eyes closed, and he was asleep.


Sometimes in order to heal, to regenerate and restore ourselves both inside and out, we have to go back and spend some time with someone we used to know before the world “got to them.” That someone is the most pure and innocent “egg” …the core….the child we once were and may have forgotten is still there.

Enigma – Return to Innocence


PS: Penny Dreadful Season 3 is available to watch on streaming Netflix…..the binge watching has commenced!


7 Sept 2016 Todays Drawing, Music by Enya, revisiting Neuschwanstein Castle and King Ludwig II of Bavaria, the Swan King, Forever Lost (God is an Astronaut)

Drawing I did today with markers and paint

Drawing I did today with markers and paint

Good evening to you.  I finished a drawing I wanted to share with you and in the course of trying to find music to accompany it, I was lead to new and old music by one of my favorite artists, Enya!


One of my all-time favorites is this one!

Every time I hear this I remember my trip to one of King Ludwig II’s finest castles, Neuschwanstein Castle in Bavaria.  I am riding on a bus with my ex-husband and his family and I was listening to this song.  There was a lot of snow and it was very cold the day we went there but I didn’t care!  It was a winter wonderland and just magical! I will always remember being haunted when I looked at the empty ballroom, the Hall of Singers, thinking he was there yet, waiting for a dance partner…watching me.  Yes, I have always had quite the imagination!  He was quite handsome this Swan King and supposedly quite charming in his day.  I think I was taken with him back then because well he was considered eccentric (declared insane) and he died tragically (suicide or was it murder?!).  Hello cold case files!!!


The largest room of the palace by area is the Hall of the Singers, followed by the Throne Hall. The 27-by-10-metre (89 by 33 ft)[39] Hall of the Singers is located in the eastern, court-side wing of the Palas, in the fourth floor above the king’s lodgings. It is designed as an amalgamation of two rooms of the Wartburg: The Hall of the Singers and the Ballroom. It was one of the king’s favorite projects for his palace.[40] The rectangular room was decorated with themes from Lohengrin and Parzival. Its longer side is terminated by a gallery that is crowned by a tribune, modelled after the Wartburg. The eastern narrow side is terminated by a stage that is structured by arcades and known as the Sängerlaube. The Hall of the Singers was never designed for court festivities of the reclusive king.[citation needed] Rather, like the Throne Hall it served as a walkable monument in which the culture of knights and courtly love of the Middle Ages was represented. The first performance in this hall took place in 1933: A concert commemorating the 50th anniversary of Richard Wagner’s death.[41]



Mysterious death

On the afternoon of the next day, 13 June 1886, Dr. Gudden accompanied Ludwig on a stroll in the grounds of the castle. They were accompanied by two attendants. On their return Gudden expressed optimism to other doctors concerning the treatment of his royal patient. Following dinner, at around 6 PM, Ludwig asked Gudden to accompany him on a further walk, this time through the Schloß Berg parkland along the shore of Lake Starnberg. Gudden agreed; the walk may even have been his suggestion, and he told the aides not to accompany them. His words were ambiguous (Es darf kein Pfleger mitgehen, “No attendant may come along”) and whether they were meant to follow at a discreet distance is not clear. The two men were last seen at about 6:30 PM; they were due back at 8 PM but never returned. After searches were made for more than two hours by the entire castle staff in a gale with heavy rain, at 10:30 PM that night, the bodies of both the King and von Gudden were found, head and shoulders above the shallow water near the shore. The King’s watch had stopped at 6:54. Gendarmes patrolling the park had heard and seen nothing.

Ludwig’s death was officially ruled a suicide by drowning, but the official autopsy report indicated that no water was found in his lungs.[37][38] Ludwig was a very strong swimmer in his youth, the water was approximately waist-deep where his body was found, and he had not expressed suicidal feelings during the crisis.[37][39] Gudden’s body showed blows to the head and neck and signs of strangulation, leading to the suspicion that he was strangled although there is no more evidence to prove this.[5]

Many hold that Ludwig was murdered by his enemies while attempting to escape from Berg. One account suggests that the king was shot.[37] The King’s personal fisherman, Jakob Lidl (1864–1933), stated, “Three years after the king’s death I was made to swear an oath that I would never say certain things — not to my wife, not on my deathbed, and not to any priest … The state has undertaken to look after my family if anything should happen to me in either peacetime or war.” Lidl kept his oath, at least orally, but left behind notes which were found after his death. According to Lidl, he had hidden behind bushes with his boat, waiting to meet the king, in order to row him out into the lake, where loyalists were waiting to help him escape. “As the king stepped up to his boat and put one foot in it, a shot rang out from the bank, apparently killing him on the spot, for the king fell across the bow of the boat.”[37][40] However, the autopsy report indicates no scars or wounds found on the body of the dead king; on the other hand, many years later Countess Josephine von Wrba-Kaunitz would show her afternoon tea guests a grey Loden coat with two bullet holes in the back, asserting it was the one Ludwig was wearing.[41] Another theory suggests that Ludwig died of natural causes (such as a heart attack or stroke) brought on by the cool water (12 °C) of the lake during an escape attempt.[37]

Ludwig’s remains were dressed in the regalia of the Order of Saint Hubert, and lay in state in the royal chapel at the Munich Residence Palace. In his right hand he held a posy of white jasmine picked for him by his cousin the Empress Elisabeth of Austria.[42] After an elaborate funeral on 19 June 1886, Ludwig’s remains were interred in the crypt of the Michaelskirche in Munich. His heart, however, does not lie with the rest of his body. Bavarian tradition called for the heart of the king to be placed in a silver urn and sent to the Gnadenkapelle (Chapel of Mercy) in Altötting, where it was placed beside those of his father and grandfather.

Three years after his death, a small memorial chapel was built overlooking the site and a cross was erected in the lake. A remembrance ceremony is held there each year on 13 June.

The King was succeeded by his brother Otto, but since Otto was considered incapacitated by mental illness due to a “diagnosis” by Dr. Gudden, the king’s uncle Luitpold remained regent. Luitpold maintained the regency until his own death in 1912 at the age of 91. He was succeeded as regent by his eldest son, also named Ludwig. The regency lasted for 13 more months until November 1913, when Regent Ludwig deposed the still-living but still-institutionalized King Otto, and declared himself King Ludwig III of Bavaria. His reign lasted until the end of the World War I, when monarchy in all of Germany came to an end.

The King’s favorite composer Richard Wagner:

I wish you all a good day (Thursday) as most of you will be living in the 8th of September when you get to this lol.  The beauty of this medium is dimensional travel is always possible!

When I started to look for music to go with my drawing, this was the first video I found.  You will see an image that looks like the circles in my drawing.  This is video is sad and I wasn’t going to include it but sometimes we have to face what we have in front of us…what we have done in order to move forward.