PSYCHIC VIEW: Journey to the Soul

Lessons in bravery, individuality and tranquility

Mona










THE DREAM ZONE




with Lauri Quinn Loewenberg


I was in the pool at my parents' house. I looked up and saw a bunch of what I thought were birds. But as they got closer, I saw they were large fish—about 20 large, purple, metallic fish swimming in the air! As I watched, amazed, about 20 purple, metallic seagulls came along and ate the fish. Pleeeeease tell me what this could mean!




Beth, 33




Lauri: Fish in dreams often symbolize something you'd like to "catch" and "reel in" to your life. In your dream fish are up in the sky, so think about the "high" aspirations you have for yourself. Now ask yourself if you've been "consumed" with making those a reality. Just as the creatures in your dream came closer and closer, would you say you're beginning to "see" your "goals" coming closer? Get it? Seagulls?



Beth replies: Oh my gosh! I didn't realize it until after your analysis, but the day before this dream I was offered a position at work that gets me much closer to my ultimate goal of chief marketing director.



Lauri Quinn Loewenberg's website is thedreamzone.com




There's a part in Mystere when just two men perform; one is large and muscular, and the other is svelte. The larger man is the foundation to the svelte man as they demonstrate seemingly impossible athletic prowess, each testing and embracing their respective abilities—balance, respect and synergy. I've seen that show three times and each time my throat catches when I watch these two men. There is no competition, only cooperation. They trust to such an intimate, unspoken degree that we can witness the perfect expression of dynamic and surrender. Each man is absolutely perfect the way he is.


So which is more important, the rose or the daffodil? That would depend entirely on your perspective. Both are beautiful flowers, each with their short bloom span, each with their differences. One might say the rose is more appealing because it classically represents love (both sacred and romantic). However, a daffodil represents the whisper of spring and the calling of new beginnings. Neither is better than the other, only different. Both allow us a moment of pause at their beauty, because it's so fragile and temporary.


Competition is something we humans made up to give us an excuse. Once you really believe that no one can do what you do exactly the way you do it, then you begin to understand that "competition" is merely an illusion. You cannot be anyone else, and no one can be you. If you didn't get that job you wanted, or the attention of an attractive someone, it's not a reflection of the true you; it's either the other's inability to see your value, or the partnership did not fit what your spirit demands for growth.


Competitive people frequently gauge their outward life to everyone else's. Nothing seems good enough, so they have that surgery, buy that way-too-expensive car, or starve themselves. Once those things have been achieved, then what's the excuse? You can't judge your life by any other standard than your own. It's the getting to the "your own" part that's tough.


Decide that you are "perfect" as you are and that all the resources start with you. The only healthy definition of competition is truly deciding that you can do better, reach higher, forgive more and absolutely love every step of the process. However, most of us get stuck in the anger, hurt and resentment of not getting what we think we deserve and we tend to blame all the "outside" elements. Instead, focus on your inner competition and know you're capable of much more than you previously considered.


Try this experiment for a week. Keep the following affirmation in your mind: "I am exactly who I am, as I am, for the purpose of this lifetime." Write it on a little piece of paper and carry it around. Then notice all the people around you who are trying to be something they're not. To really notice the contrast, look at every person you admire; you'll find that most of them have a unique identity and something that's truly theirs. You might not be able to put what you admire into words, but those people are different from all the other attempts at being authentic. They're not trying, they simply are.


Australian psychic Margaret Dent passed away recently. She made an impact on many lives because she chose to be brave enough to be herself. Whether you believed in her gift of medium-ship or not, I believe her intention was always to help people cope, live, and prosper in this lifetime. Her gift of connecting with a greater vision was distinct. Margaret's way was different than my way, and just like the rose and the daffodil, neither is more important that the other—simply unique to their identity.


Your way is, and will be the right way and the doors will open for you when you're brave enough to let others see the "genuine" you. Celebrate your journey to your soul; after all, that's why you chose to be here.



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Mona Van Joseph is a licensed professional in the psychic arts through the city of Las Vegas. You may e-mail questions to [email protected].

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