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Dream Healer, Blue Jacket, Galivants Ferry, SC (2026)

08/08/2026

🦁✨ 8•8•8 LIONS GATE PORTAL ✨🦁

Today I’m not wishing. I’m not hoping. I’m manifesting. 🌻

I am calling in financial freedom and a life built around everything that makes my soul feel alive.

I am grateful for the job that has supported me, taught me, and helped me build the life I have today. But I also know there is a dream inside of me that keeps getting louder. 📸✨

Photography doesn’t feel like work to me. Creating doesn’t feel like work. Capturing memories, telling stories, making videos, documenting our life, traveling, creating content and being able to work wherever life takes me — that is what sets my soul on fire.

I’m manifesting a life that feels like we’re always on vacation. ☀️🌿

A piece of land we can finally call ours.
A pond where we can spend our evenings fishing. 🎣
Gardens and beautiful spaces where I can create photography magic. 🌻📸
A venue where couples can begin their forever. 💍
A farm filled with animals we can spoil, rescue, love and give the best life possible. 🐐🐓🐴
A home filled with peace, laughter, family, freedom and memories.

I can see it so clearly.
The life I dream about isn’t too big.
The vision placed on my heart isn’t there by accident.
Every photo I take, every video I create, every chance I take and every step forward is bringing me closer.

✨ It’s a life worth creating — and it’s mine. ✨

8•8•8 🦁♾️
I receive it. I believe it. I’m ready for it.
So mote it be. 🌙✨

07/31/2026

✨🌙 Happy Friday, beautiful souls… and blessed be on this final day of July. 🌿🤍

As this month comes to a close, may you gently release everything that no longer aligns with your spirit. 🍃 Let the last light of July cleanse what has been heavy, make space for new beginnings, and invite in abundance, peace, love, and a little everyday magic. ✨🕯️

Step into August with an open heart, unwavering faith, quiet strength, and trust that everything meant for you is already finding its way. 🌕💫

So mote it be. 🌙🤍

05/30/2026

🔥 The Fire Within 🔥

Dream 💭
Last night’s dream left me waking up in a puddle of sweat. The details are fuzzy, but I remember eating small chocolate bars, like Snickers, one after another. Everything felt calm and ordinary. Then I noticed a fire and went to check on my grandfather. When I looked into his room, he was sitting in his recliner, asleep and not fully coherent. What shocked me was that the fire wasn’t spreading through the room—it was centered on him. Despite the flames, he seemed completely unaware of what was happening.

✨ Dream Symbolism ✨
When I reflect on this dream, the chocolate bars feel symbolic of comfort, rewards, and the small things we reach for when life feels heavy. Lately, I’ve been navigating one of the hardest losses of my life with Lilly, and grief has a way of making us search for little moments of comfort while our hearts try to make sense of something much bigger.

Fire often symbolizes transformation, release, healing, and spiritual change. The fact that the fire was focused solely on my grandfather—not the room itself—feels significant. Grandparents in dreams often represent wisdom, family roots, life cycles, and the deeper understanding that comes with age and experience.

I don’t believe this dream was necessarily about my grandfather. Instead, it feels like my subconscious may be processing the transformation that comes with loss. A part of me knows that life has changed forever, while another part is still trying to understand what that means.

What stands out most is that the room wasn’t burning down. Nothing around him was being destroyed. The fire was contained to one place. To me, that feels less like destruction and more like transition—a reminder that sometimes love doesn’t end, it simply changes form.

With everything I’ve experienced since Lilly’s passing—the signs, the dreams, the emotions, and the moments that seem too perfectly timed to ignore—I can’t help but feel that this dream is connected to my grief journey. Not as a warning, but as a reflection of the deep transformation taking place within me as I learn how to carry her love differently.

🔥 Sometimes the fire isn’t there to destroy us. Sometimes it’s there to transform us.

05/03/2026

Breaking Free
Before They Break Me 🔑

Dream 💭
I’m at work, but something feels off—my boss is holding me captive. Instead of panicking, a thought crosses my mind: use this to your advantage… this could be your way out.

I play along just enough to gain his trust. For a moment, it works. He lets me move freely, and I take the opportunity to hide my keys to my Little Tikes Jeep under a delicate glass figurine—like I’m planting my escape plan in plain sight.

But the other girls notice. Their energy shifts—jealous, threatened. They come at me, trying to fight me, trying to take my place or remove me completely.

I manage to break away and lock myself in a bathroom, my heart racing. Then suddenly, my boss appears outside a window, trying to force his way back in. I rush to shut and lock it, fighting to keep him out.

I grab my hidden keys, run across the bedroom, and escape through another window—finally breaking free.

Message 💫
I am recognizing where I feel controlled, watched, or trapped in my waking life—and instead of reacting emotionally, I am learning to move strategically. I am no longer powerless in situations that once made me feel small.

The jealousy and attacks from others reflect the energy I face when I begin choosing myself. Not everyone will understand my growth, and some will try to challenge it—but I am learning that their reactions are not my responsibility.

Locking myself in the bathroom shows my need for protection and space, but the real message is this: I was never meant to stay hidden. I was meant to find my way out.

The keys I hid represent my power—my freedom has always been within reach, even when I felt trapped. I just had to trust myself enough to use it.

Escaping through the window is my breakthrough. I am no longer waiting for permission. I am choosing myself, my peace, and my freedom—no matter who tries to stop me.

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04/23/2026

When Home Doesn’t Feel Like Home Anymore 🌙

Dream 💭
I was back in my childhood neighborhood, and it was dark outside—like that heavy nighttime feeling where everything feels a little off. I had gone to some kind of party, and when I came back to the house, the energy immediately shifted.

My parents were upset with me. My mom sat there, making me feel like I wasn’t really welcome… which, honestly, felt familiar. Then my dad called me over and said, “Come here, come look what we did. We rearranged the bedroom.”

But I never actually went to look.

Instead, I said I needed to go back out to the car to grab the rest of my stuff—like I was in between leaving and coming back, not fully settled in either place. My mom questioned me, asking what I even needed to grab, like she didn’t understand why I had anything left to bring in.

The whole time, I had this strong feeling that they had been drinking… like they were drunk. The atmosphere felt tense, uncomfortable, and unpredictable—like I didn’t fully belong there anymore, even though it used to be my home.

And I just stayed there… in that in-between moment. Not going to the bedroom, not leaving either.

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Message 💫
I’m realizing that I’m revisiting parts of my past that no longer feel safe or aligned with who I am today. There are spaces and relationships that once defined “home” for me, but now feel distant, uncomfortable, or even unwelcoming.

The bedroom being rearranged without me stepping inside shows that things have changed… but I’m not meant to go back and fit into those changes. I’m no longer that version of myself.

Standing between the house and the car reminds me that I’m in a transition. I’m carrying pieces of my life, my growth, and my healing—but I don’t have to bring them back into spaces that no longer hold me with love.

I am allowed to outgrow environments that once raised me.
I am allowed to choose where I feel safe, seen, and at peace.
And I don’t have to go back just because it’s familiar.

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04/19/2026

The Shadow I Faced 🖤

Dream 💭
Last night I had a dream that I murdered someone.
I don’t remember all the details… but I remember the feeling.

I wasn’t with my Wife… and that alone felt off.
Instead, I had a man beside me—helping me cover up what I had done.
We were hiding the evidence… moving in secrecy… trying to make it all disappear.

Somewhere in that chaos, it felt like we were more than just partners… like we were lovers.
And even though everything felt wrong… I was still in it.

Message 💫
I’m realizing this dream wasn’t about violence… it was about what I’m going through right now.

Between traveling, being out of my normal environment, and everything shifting around me… I feel a little ungrounded.
Like I’m not fully in my own space… and even in my dream, I could feel that.

But deeper than that… I know this is tied to my dog.
Even if it hasn’t fully happened yet… my heart feels it.

This dream feels like grief.
Like trying to process a loss that I’m not ready to face.

The “murder” wasn’t about harming… it was about an ending.
Something I love… something that’s been part of my life for so long… slowly slipping away.

And the cover-up?
That feels like me trying to hold it together… trying to push the feelings down so I don’t completely break.

The man in my dream… the secrecy… the unfamiliar energy…
that feels like the parts of me trying to cope in ways I don’t even recognize.

Grief doesn’t always show up as sadness.
Sometimes it shows up as confusion… disconnection… even darkness.

And not being with my Wife in my dream reminded me just how much she grounds me…
because when things feel heavy, she’s my safe place.

This dream is showing me that I don’t have to hide from what I’m feeling.
I don’t have to “cover it up” or stay strong all the time.

I’m allowed to feel this.
I’m allowed to grieve… even before the moment fully arrives.

Because love runs that deep.

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04/02/2026

Finding My Mind

Dream 💭
Last night I dreamed that I was finishing my The Wizard of Oz sleeve.

I already had Dorothy and the Wicked Witch, but this time I filled in one of the open spaces with the Scarecrow.

I remember looking down at my arm and seeing him there — completed, detailed, and perfectly placed.
The sleeve finally felt more whole, like it was all starting to come together.

Message 💫
The Scarecrow represents my mind — my thoughts, my intelligence, and the way I see myself.

For so long, I’ve questioned myself…
wondered if I was doing things the “right” way, or if I was thinking clearly enough.

But just like the Scarecrow in The Wizard of Oz, I’m realizing I’ve had what I needed all along.

This dream is showing me that I’m stepping into confidence within my own mind.
I’m trusting my thoughts, my intuition, my creativity — instead of second guessing them.

Adding the Scarecrow to my sleeve wasn’t just about completing the tattoo…
it was about reclaiming my voice, my perspective, and my inner knowing.

I don’t need validation to prove I’m capable.
I don’t need permission to trust myself.

I already have the wisdom —
now I’m finally owning it.

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03/31/2026

Carried Across 🚌

Dream 💭
I’m riding in a yellow school bus, but somehow I’m also watching it from a distance.
It speeds forward, gliding across crystal-blue water—water that should swallow it whole.

The ocean is icy, still, and impossibly clear.
And yet… the bus doesn’t sink.

It makes it all the way to the other side.
But even as I watch, I can’t understand how it’s staying afloat.

Message 💫
I am in a transition I don’t fully understand yet.
Part of me is living it… while another part is stepping back, observing it all from a distance.

The “school bus” represents a path I’ve been conditioned to follow—routine, responsibility, expectations.
But now, that path is carrying me somewhere unfamiliar… across emotional, deeper waters.

The icy water reflects how intense or uncertain this phase feels—cold, uncomfortable, even a little shocking.
And yet… I’m still moving forward. Still floating. Still making it.

Even when I don’t understand how I’m holding it all together—
I am.

This dream is reminding me that I’m being carried through something I don’t have to control to survive.
I may not trust the process yet… but it’s already working.

03/18/2026

When the Past Calls

Dream 💭
I’m back in my childhood home, standing outside talking to new neighbors. I tell them my parents were trying to sell the trailer, but I said no—I took it over. Even though things don’t look the same, I still know it’s home.

My ex calls me, and we’re on FaceTime, though I don’t remember what we’re talking about. My wife comes around the corner, clearly upset. At first, I think it’s because I’m on the phone with my ex—but instead, she says I told everyone about the 18th.

I hang up quickly and go inside, trying to make things right. I’m standing in the kitchen, and I open the blinds to a screen door that was never there before. Everything feels slightly off, unfamiliar.

Then I yell over to the neighbor’s house to my daughter Emma, making sure she has clothes on.

Message 💫
I’m being shown the space between who I was and who I’ve become… and the timing is not a coincidence.

Returning to my childhood home reminds me that my foundation will always be a part of me—but it no longer defines me. Even when things look familiar, they’ve changed… because I’ve changed. I’m allowed to choose what I keep, what I rebuild, and what I release.

The call from my ex represents the past trying to reconnect with me—but I don’t live there anymore. I’ve outgrown that version of myself.

My wife’s frustration hits differently now… because today is the 18th. This isn’t just a random detail—it’s a moment, a marker, something meaningful in my waking life. The dream is showing me that what is sacred, what is evolving, what is mine… needs to be protected, honored, and handled with intention.

Not everything is meant to be shared.
Not everything is meant to be revisited.
Some things are meant to be lived, felt, and respected in the present moment.

The changes in the home—the unfamiliar door, the different layout—remind me that I am in a transition. I’m creating a new version of “home,” one that aligns with who I am today, not who I used to be.

And when I call out to my daughter to make sure she’s clothed, I see myself stepping fully into awareness, protection, and responsibility. I’m no longer just healing my inner child—I’m leading, guiding, and protecting what comes after me.

Today, on the 18th, I’m being reminded:
I am not going backwards.
I am choosing presence, boundaries, and growth.

I am becoming the home I needed.

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03/17/2026

Out of Sight, Out of Mind

Dream 💭
My youngest daughter is outside on the front porch, sitting in the dark, going through old bags of toys.

I remember watching her and thinking, “Oh… now she wants to play with these?”
It felt ironic—like the moment they were forgotten and put away, suddenly they mattered again.

Then the thought crossed my mind: “Out of sight, out of mind.”
If the toys are tucked away, she forgets they even exist.

Her dad shows up to pick her up.

He’s holding a drink in a mason jar and points something out to me—
inside, there are ants.
Hundreds of them, crawling all through it.

I walk back inside and my wife asks, “What was that about?”
And I start explaining what I just saw.

Message 💫
I’m being shown that the parts of my life I’ve tucked away—old memories, old patterns, even pieces of myself—don’t just disappear. They wait. And when they resurface, it’s not random… it’s intentional.

I’m realizing that “out of sight, out of mind” isn’t healing—it’s just hiding.

My inner child is going back through what was once hers, what was once mine, asking me to look again. To decide what still deserves space in my life and what I’ve simply avoided dealing with.

The ants in the jar are a wake-up call. Something that looks contained on the outside may already be overflowing underneath. Small things I’ve ignored, brushed off, or minimized are quietly building—and they deserve my attention before they take over.

And the presence of both past and present—her dad and my wife—reminds me that I’m no longer who I used to be, but I still carry where I’ve been. I’m learning how to navigate both without letting either define me.

This dream is telling me it’s time to clean out what I’ve stored away, tend to what’s been neglected, and be honest about what’s been quietly consuming my energy.

Because healing isn’t about putting things away…
it’s about facing them, understanding them, and choosing what stays.

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