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THE MOVE

I know I skipped around a bit.  Now is the time to give the story on my move. Solomon started talking about crossing business and friendship, being all vague and making me think he was discussing the tarot business.  See, we started creating a website together once he fully grasped his part of the dream.  So of course i thought he was eluding to that. "Yes I know going in business together can be difficult if we let it, but that shouldn't be an issue." "No I'm saying I have an apartment you can..." "No." It was one thing to talk to him everyday.  To have him as my business manager.  It's another to have him be my landlord.  The immediate no made him stutter a bit. "It's ok, I have a place that was sent in my dreams." "Tell me about it." "It has a bay window.  There's hardwood floors, and a room with french doors.  Also the livingroom, kitchen and dining are all open, so I will use the dining a...
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THE WORK

I go to work on the 15th feeling extra cheerful.  Had on an orange dress looking younger than my new age.  Legs were showing and all shiny from the massage oil I bought a month before.  I even saw a guy I call Adonis who's only 26.  He always flirts and well...I deserve... Even my manager gave me a present of some amethyst earrings.  Working Wednesday was everything! I go home and hang out with Little.  Asked if Solomon had come by to check on the handle.  She said no and I temporarily fixed the situation.  We carried on with our regular lives.  Around 7 I get a text from Solomon.  Can I come by in about an hour to look at the faucet?  CLEARLY I remember saying he could come while I was at work. Why Am I Being Tried Today? So I responded yes.  Regardless of my pride, the handle needed fixing, and he's my landlord.  8 o'clock rolls around and I get a text saying he's on his way up.  Now, Solomon is n...

THE TORTURE

The decision was made to not go on the trip.  After melted electrical car stuff, tornadoes,  and just bleeding money, I decided to...was forced by Spirit...to listen and stay home.  But, I still took the time off.  That's what was really needed, time for me to just be home and get intune with something or another.  This was the beginning of one of the darkness.  I was home, but could not talk to the person that knew me best.  I felt abandoned.  PHEW THERE I SAID IT.  It felt as though he just left me out there without a warning or a word.  I felt incomplete and not good enough. Why did I say that to him? Why didn't I answer that text two weeks ago immediately? Why did I tell him about the physical abuse?  He probably thinks I'm weak. Why did I cry in front of him those times?  He probably thinks I'm weak. Why did I open up so completely? Why didn't I only lose 10 pounds and not 20?  He thinks I'm too fat to ta...

THE FRIENDLY GHOST

Before he went full on ghost, my spirit guides were sending me warning signals that I clearly wanted to miss.  I thought we would be the exception to the rule that everyone must adhere to in order to pass the final test. I mean we are special right?  We are too old to need to play the back and forth games right?  WRONG! My guides even sent me a dream: We were at some building and there were two of his sons.  I walked in and said "where's Solomon?"  They responded with, "He left and moved to India.  He didn't tell you?"  I could see him in India with a new wife.  But it was not him in the end, but my director and his wife.  (Don't know about me and these work people dreams).  I said to the children, "Keep going with the book.  He doesn't want that to stop."  I had to take over whatever work he left undone.  I had to make sure the book was finished and his story preserved while he was out doing the work.   I w...

THE GHOST

So, I'm skipping over a few sections that I will come to later in order to get this story closer to my current time and energy.  During the month of March, after moving to the same city...same building...our bond became even stronger.  Our spaces weren't invaded by random visits.  Actually I've never been to his place.  Because he's my landlord, of course he has come here a few times to take care of random tasks such as hanging all of my curtains.  It's somewhere in the contract that I signed. Again, I'll go back to how we got to this point in a subsequent post. Anywho... sharing the same roof intensified the energetic field and caused our intensity to increase.  Now, don't think this has resulted in moments of passion.  In fact, he and I have only hugged 3 times.  Yes, I counted.  However, the nature of our relationship is based upon the spiritual connection.  That's the thing about this type of bond, your souls are bound...

Let me be CLEAR

From the time we really talked in November until January 31st, we covered a lot of ground.  It was not just roses and butterflies between us, however all discussions were deep like the Sea of Japan.  During this time, I was able to release some ugly crap that I'd been carrying for decades.  Solomon was there when I got a call from a realtor wanting to buy my family home in another state.  You may think, "Oh it's a money move."  There's so much emotion tied to that property.  The call made me have to confront my remaining levels of grief.  You see, the house was built by my paternal grandfather back in 1955.  It has been home to all of us and the representation of our stability as a family.  The deaths of my father in 86, Aunt and cousin (her son) in 2000, grandmother in 2006, grandfather in 2009 and brother in 2016 has left me with the responsibility of the home.  Let's couple that with all of the other deaths I've had to wade thro...

THE UPGRADE

I've thought about sharing this story for quite some time, but never had the nerve to type it out.  Not because of shame, just that it's tapping into something that I could barely wrap my brain around, much less put it out there for someone else to see.  Yet here I am, clacking away on the keyboard, ready to character count this journey. So sometime last year, I even posted about it, I had the nudging from the Divine that we were moving.  Keep in mind, there was no designated next place, nor attempt to find one either, just a thought placed in my mind.  Everything seemed to center on getting the hell out of my then current residence and move on to another location.  The inklings came through visions, dreams and well the internet being cut due to a fire.  On January 31st I woke up from a dream about moving.  Now having these dreams were nothing new because I'd been sleep viewing varying episodes of "Dream House" since Sept/Oc...