What's YOUR dreams about anyway?

Do you have dreams that linger with you for days afterwards?

I have had a few of those recently. In one, I woke up scared and shaking and crying. In the other I woke up feeling warm and happy, yet confused at the same time.

I chatted with a few friends about one of the dreams, and one friend said my dream was a message to myself to remember to get a certain problem taken care of. That was the one in which I woke up scared, shaking, and crying. I still can remember a few important parts of that dream, and it still makes me upset. :(

I recently found a website called Dream Moods. I have only just started to look through the information, but there is a particular section that I'm looking at right now: the TYPES of dreams. There are 11 different types of dreams that everyone has. After reading a little, this most recent dream falls under the category of Nightmares. Now, most people would think a nightmare is something extremely scary; such as a monster, zombie, etc... and something extremely bad is happening in the nightmare; getting murdered, seeing someone get killed, getting into a car accident, etc.  This one was scary to me as it involved someone I no longer want to have in my life anymore, and this particular person suddenly shows up in my dream and tries to pretend everything is normal, which it's not! The definition of Nightmare, according to what Dream Moods says is this:

 A nightmare is a disturbing dream that causes you to wake up feeling anxious and frightened. Nightmares may be a response to real life trauma and situations. These type of nightmares fall under a special category called Post-traumatic Stress Nightmare (PSN). Nightmares may also occur because you have ignored or refused to accept a particular life situation. Research shows that most people who have regular nightmares have a family history of psychiatric problems, are involved in a rocky relationship or have had bad drug experiences. These people may have also contemplated suicide.  Nightmares are an indication of a fear that needs to be acknowledged and confronted. It is a way for the subconscious to wake up and take notice. "Pay attention!"

 Take note of the highlighted phrases. This is what is happening with my nightmare.

Apparently I need to finish something I started, that I haven't been able to because of financial issues, and just plain procrastination. However, I wonder if it has anything to do with the other dreams, and this next one.

The next day I had another dream involving someone else completely, and I was sent a message in my dream. I cannot remember the exact wording to the message anymore, but who it was from was the surprise, and how it came to me. I thought it was so real, that I actually checked all my email messages, Facebook messages, and other social media sites messages, just to make sure it was just a dream! I was happy by the dream, it made me all warm and fuzzy feeling, yet confused. The nature of the message and the person behind the message was what confused me, because I wouldn't ever think it possible this person to actually say what they said. Ha, only in my dreams, lol... Wait, it WAS said in my dream! But hold on again... The whole thing about this was that it was TOO real of a dream. Like I said, I woke up and went through all the places I get messages to see if I really got that message or not; THATS HOW REAL IT FELT!! So what type of dream was THAT???? Could it also have something to do with the fact  that I constantly dream about this person, whether I want to or not? I don't purposely dream about this person, nor do I purposely daydream about this person. There has been MONTHS where I don't dream about this person at all, and then suddenly, a dream and then I actually physically run into that person. And then here we go again, dream after dream after dream. *sigh*  It's hard to talk about the details though because of my current life situation. I can't even say anything remotely close to what I say in my dreams, in real life to this person.

I think, after rambling on so like this, I need to take care of the whole reason I had my nightmare in the first dream, so I can do something about the second dream.

Writing everything down does have it's merits, even if no one else understands any of my ramblings! ;)

Think about your own dreams. Use that website I mentioned above to help you solve some of those stranger ones, difficult ones, and scary ones! Your welcome!

I'm such a proud geek!!! LMAO!

OOOOOH!  Today is May 1st!

Guess what THAT means???


It's almost THE day!


What day you ask???

Wait for Sunday and you'll find out!!! Teeeheeee!!! ;)

Well, hello there!

Seriously... go check out my business blog: http://mmobwahm.blogspot.com/2014/04/summer-sale.html
I'm in need of a boost!

 I've not been rambling much lately- I apologize... life has given me way too many twists and turns, but I'm ready to ramble and grumble and just shoot the breeze once again!!!

Hey, I'm only 5 months late to start my new year's blogging resolution. Wait. I don't make resolutions! LMAO!

But on a serious note- I WILL do my best to ramble on and start making my ideas actually flow from my brain to my fingers to my blogs!

Help Me to Unclutter My Life

This was taken from a Woman's Day article... Copyright 1972 by Marjorie Holmes Mighell, and published by Doubleday & Co...  I just thought it a good fit for many mothers (including me on a majority of it), and as a belated celebration of Mother's Day! ;o)

A Woman's Conversations with God
By Marjorie Holmes

Help me to unclutter my life, Lord.

Rescue me from this eternal confusion of belongings (mine and other peoples) that just won't stay orderly. This suffocation of phone calls, clubs and committees. ("No man can serve two masters," you said. A woman is lucky if she has only two!) This choke of bills and papers and magazines and junk mail. I buy too many things, subscribe to too many things, belong to too many things. The result is such confusion I can't really enjoy or do justice to anything!

Deliver me from some of this, Lord. Help me to stop bewailing the clutter and work out some plan for cutting down. Give me the willpower to stop buying things we don't need that only become a chore to take care of. Give me more sales resistance at antique stores and white elephant sales. And give, oh give me the will power to get rid of a lot we already have- to unclutter my cupboards and closets and attic of things hung onto too long.

Oh, Lord, help me to unclutter my life of too many activites. Give me the self-discipline to stop joining things and to weed out the organizations I don't really care about. (They'll be better off without me.) Give me the strength to say "No" more often when the telephone rings.

Lord, show me a way of uncluttering my life even of too many people without being unkind; a way to love and help people without letting them gobble me alive. There are so many dear, wonderful friends I long to see and need to be with for my own soul's growth. Yet we are lost to each other because of this profligate squandring of energy and time. Give me the determination to reclaim these truly life-strengthing friends, at whatever cost to other idle meaningless relationships.

And while I'm at it, Lord, help me to unclutter my mind- of regrets and resentments and anxieties, of idiotic dialogues and foolish broodings. Sweep it clean and free. Make it calm and quiet. Make it orderly. Put me in control of my mind as well as my house... and my calendar... and my harried spirit. Thank you. With your help I know I can triumph. I can unclutter my life.

Sharing a bit of wisdom (in between story posts! )

Seven Life Lessons I Learned from an Evergreen
By Eden E. Hopper
EvergreenEden.com

1. The evergreen tree lives up to its name every day of its life, staying true to its colors, even when the world is grey.

2. It shares its peace and beauty with all who come near it, no matter what they look like or what they believe.

3. It sways and dances, whispering strength to all its neighbors and its fuzzy little tenants, when the harsh Santa Ana winds come whipping up the face of the mountain.

4. It makes a safe, warm haven for those it harbors in its care, giving them shelter and comfort from the cold.

5. It bows gracefully when the heavy snows come down.

6. It stays firmly rooted to the ground through it all.

7. And last but not least, it grows just a little bit everyday as it strives to reach towards heaven!



Those are 7 things I need to remember myself!
Kira sandoval :o)

The Mexican- Part 1: The decision

Living in extreme poverty, in a small town on the outskirts of a bustling metropolis, a small family is struggling to survive. The father watches as men and women, who were born into wealth, toss scraps of food to other families like his as if they were filthy, nasty vermin.

He vows to do something to change his family's life. He wants something better for his four children- not necessarily to become like the wealthy he sees daily, but at least better than they are at the moment. He views the wealthy as uncaring shells, who only worry about where the next million will come from or how to throw the biggest and most expensive party to increase their social status. The Mexican just wants his family to live without hunger, have clean clothes, have a solid floor beneath his feet, and a roof that will not fall apart or leak on them.

He weighs his options very carefully. His current job working in the fields is labor intensive, and pays poorly. If he is lucky he will bring home 75 pesos per day, and that is working sunrise to sunset most days, often 7 days a week. Most of the time he sneaks discarded food into his hankerchief to bring home to his children, food that otherwise would just be tossed to feed the pigs. His house has dirt floors, and no refrigeration or electricity. His wife washes their clothes in the river nearby. Living on $300-500 pesos a week barely covers food- the cost of meat has just gone up. Medical expenses are even higher. His two older children had to drop out of school because they could no longer afford uniforms or the tuition.

His cousin left a number of years ago to find work up north. Just the other day his cousin had written to him, and told him how much better life was and how much money he was able to send back to his family. The cousin suggested that he go live with him for a while. There he would have a place to stay, and a job right away, and he would then be able to send money every month to his family.

The Mexican has seen many other men of his town leave for the north, and then seen how their families have prospered with the money sent to them.

He decides to take that offer of his cousin's. At least for a little while, just to see if what his cousin told him was true. Trying would be better than nothing, he thought. For his family, this option was the best.

A month later, The Mexican finds himself in the United States of America...

Storytime- Immigration NEEDS to be addressed PROPERLY

Ok. I did not watch the State of the Union address... I prefer to not delve into politics. However, in light of some topics and some heated discussion over a photo I shared on Facebook a week ago, I'm going to go there.

This is the photo that sparked the whole discussion (including the caption that came with it):

Caszandra Castillo, 5, left, cries as she is held by her father, Carlos Perez, who lives in Mexico, for the first time in three years. Caszandra’s mother, Sandra Castillo passed her through the U.S.-Mexico border fence at Border Field State Park in San Diego Sunday, Jan 18, 2009 for the brief visit. The park is often used by families to communicate through the fence. #NotOneMore Stop the separation of our families!

It is important to note that this section of fence has since been closed off, and families are no longer able to utilize it for  this purpose.

I orginally shared this photo to reflect the reality of life- copied from my post: There are so many factors to this sort of situation- as many have said, its not black and white... however, America/USA is also known as "land of the free," "the melting pot," etc... what is the "american dream?" Its not a house with a white picket fence, and a family with two kids and a dog anymore... it had become convoluted and distorted..

America has changed dramatically over the last 200+ years. But what is happening right now with the immigration issue is just the same as what happened with the issue of slavery, womens rights, African-American rights, the Japanese-Americans during WW2, then the Muslim community... now its the Hispanic community. 

What is the difference? NOTHING.

Now, what is the American Dream?  It is not a house with a white picket fence and a family with two children an a dog anymore. Go ahead, ask someone tomorrow what they think the American Dream is. It will be different for everyone. I'm sure you will find, however, one common thread in everyone's version of "the dream." The ability to prosper without judgement. Is that too difficult?

I am about to embark on a journey and going to share it with everyone, telling a story about an immigrant's dreams. Now, this story may be purely fictional, but I have brought in elements of truth and things that actually did happen to people I personally know. This story will be told in a series of posts, because I will be very detailed.  I am still working on the story, but I wanted to make sure that everyone is ready to read this. Like I said, this is a fictional story, but will be raw, truthful, and contain elements of reality. Later on I will tell my family's story.

At the end, my wish is for people to reconsider thier viewpoints on immigration. I want people to realize that we are all human. As this image so nicely tells us: