Lovely Update

I have some things I wanted to bring to light after taking a little bit of a break from Word Press. I have The Dream Gallery up and am working on it as we speak. However, there were some other things I have wanted to dive into as well.

First, I am growing more interconnected with others with similar interests. Truthfully, one of my biggest goals in life is to connect with as many people as I can (on and off line). I’ll be featuring a lot of different posts, articles, blogs, etc. It doesn’t hurt to grow, help others, interconnect with others, and mix things up a bit!

Second, I wanted to work on a project that has been dancing around in my head. I call it: Alex Speak. Its kind of a mix of friendly and loving ranting, partial opinion, facts, and personal experience pieces. I have a lot of deep passions and opinions for a plethora of things in this world of ours. I want to see if putting this out there will give me (and others) some peace of mind as well as to hopefully reach out and connect with others on this.

Lastly, I am getting myself back into Readings, Healing, and Spiritual experiences again. I say ‘again’ because I used to do readings over a year ago, but then stopped due to personal reasons. Now I find myself in a place where I want to connect others with my gifts, and see if while connecting to others that we can help each other grow in the process. For now, I am starting off with a weekly card reading that will be posted on here. I have a few different card decks that I will be going back and forth from the decks I have.

More stuffs will be in the works for a later date!



The Dream Gallery

Alrighty! I wanted to present something that I have been contemplating on for a while and am now ready to bring it to life. I call it The Dream Gallery: a collection of dreams, dream analyzing writings, artwork in regards to dreams, dream motifs, and etc. Some of those involved with this venture will be anonymous. My goal with this is not to just to create a study or analyze dreams, but to create an outlet for those to look at as a reference and possibly another way for others to connect.

I will be posting a page with more details shortly.


Dream Journal: Halloween Jungle Race Track


         The dream that I had last night simply was me in my hometown, creating a race track in the middle of a jungle with Halloween decorations to finish forming a bridge. How I got to my home town consisted of me running through this portal of light with a built in path. I somehow appeared in front of my mom in the front yard. I look into the garage to see various items in Halloween colored boxes coming to life. I look to my mom and tell her that I was going to have a party. She was confused and tried to follow me around, asking of my intent as I jumped into action.

I did not hesitate for one second to figure out what I needed or what needed to be done. Somewhere along the way, my mom somehow disappeared into the background. I recall building the bridge, the jungle, the track, and everything around it, including a dark control room (filled with TV screens, computers, and a plethora of equipment) that I myself and a few individuals used (those individuals felt so familiar to me. Some were human, and others were not. I still have yet to determine how I know these people). It seemed as though the conscious Halloween decor and every fiber of what I was building followed along with my intent.

As it got closer to nightfall, there was a thick layer of fog that loomed above the mountaintops and canopy of the trees that surrounded the track. As it reached nightfall, I could see an overhead view of the track, and the race took off as the final details were put into place. I was able to see a clay model of everything put together in the control room, which soon faded into a screen which showed the true path. 

At last, I left the control room that I was in and out of, but the other individuals in that room did not want me to leave. One tried to coax me into staying, and gently held my arm. I ripped away from him and others and they ran after me. I crossed the bridge and night turned into fog, which faded to day, and pure blinding light. 


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I sometimes forget to tell myself to stop, breathe, and be. For those who have fallen, crashed, and burned; stop, breathe, and be. All will be well soon. ❤


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Being Mindful

It is simple: treat others the way you want to be treated. Right? Why make it more complicated than it actually is? Why is there a need to be nasty and hateful towards others? THERE ISN’T 


I’ve had more than my fair share of bullying at work, school, on the internet, etc. The truth is: before you jump to judge a person, take a REALLY good look at who they are before jumping to any conclusions, EVEN if they are a bully.

Here are some things to consider: What kinds of things are going on in their personal daily lives (home, work, school, family, friends, etc)? Do you know this person personally? (Even if you do, there might be some things you might not know that is going on in their lives). Have you tried looking at things from their perspective; ‘spending a day in their shoes’? Have you given this person 3 official chances (its possible they might be having a bad day, or week, or maybe something is going on. Inspired by Rachel’s Challenge)

If you haven’t tried any of these things, I suggest you give it a go. Judging others like as if everyone was like you will have you end up no where. Everyone deserves a chance, despite anything they could have done. Think twice before making a judgment on someone else before knowing the facts.

Please, be compassionate, show love to others, and give others a chance,. If they can’t do these things in return, be the bigger person and show love and compassion anyway.


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Shattered Pulse

The words and cries projected by others echos.

It whispers ever so softly of empty tragedies.

Tragedy sets in like a cougar’s eyes set on it’s prey.

Predator hits. Heart stops. Pulse Shatters.

The flow within me comes to an immediate stop.

My veins thin out and come to a chill.

My mind races faster than a jammed free-way on Sundays.

I dig within a bottomless chest within my mind, seeking for the right gem.

The right gem. The right puzzle piece. The right answer.

None seem to fit. The shimmery colors sparkle among my vision.

The gems glow with endless possibilities… possibilities failed.

Its all due to a missing fit.

My ears are flooded with the sounds of the echos.

The final gem that I did not think to try was at the source.

The source of the shattering pulse. I hold it with my hand.

The gem glows and sparks with blinding golden light.

The light spreads within my soul like the roots of a tree.

It continues to grow beyond me, forever infinite past the shadows.


10 Anti-self harm Go To’s

       We all struggle. That is a part of life. Whether it be with the monotonous day-to-day stuff like school, work, relationships, friends, family, or other things in life (i.e. bullying, peer pressure, tension between others, health based issues, etc) can be bumpy and can leave you imbalanced. Some may feel as though that ‘god isn’t being there for me (others)’, or karma is ‘biting me in the ass’, or ‘life sucks’. When things get tough, whether it be radical life changes, ongoing stressors, or combination of both, can often lead one to feel; unmotivated, angry, depressed, jaded, burned out, tired, or maybe even confused. Unfortunately, these factors can lead to unwanted thoughts/feelings, unhealthy habits, as well as destructive tendencies. Without much explanation, here are some ways to either cope, de-stress, and or use energy in other productive ways.

1: Do what you love, and love what you do. Ergo, do what makes YOU Happy. (What makes you happy? Art, music, writing, singing, dancing, gaming, running, hiking, swimming, biking, building, mechanics, science, spirituality, so on? Do it!)

2. If you are feeling out of whack, it’s good to keep balanced in ALL ways: physically, mentally, emotionally, and spiritually. This isn’t always easy, but taking steps, creating and setting goals, and doing things like going for a 10 minute walk a few times a week or planning out meals for the day/week helps. (Also, moderation is key!)

3. Back to the mental and emotional health part: writing in a journal daily, taking an allotted chunk of your day for ‘me time’, hot baths/showers, stretching and yoga, meditating, etc are some ways to help the psyche.

4. When you’re feeling restless or bored, hang out with a friend! See a movie, have a cup of coffee, go for a walk, go shopping, or just hang out and talk. (Also spending lots of time outside is a good way to cleanse your mind, ground/center yourself, and de-stress. That can include gardening, reading a book under a tree, meditating, exercising, etc.)

5. Speaking of friends, family, loved ones, or those you trust, don’t be afraid to reach out! If you’re feeling lost, don’t know what to do, looking for advice, or just need to vent, talking to someone you trust does the trick (just make sure you put out there what you NEED, like if you need to vent or need advice to save confusion or potential conflict).

6. I must also add if you have an emergency in any way, shape, or form, get a hold of a crisis center and or hotline, please call 911, go to the emergency room. YOUR LIFE MATTERS. ALL LIVES MATTER!


7. If it doesn’t feel good/right to you, don’t do it. No need to fight your intuition, or ‘gut’. It is there for a reason, you can trust it.

8. As hard as this might be, and MANY people struggle with this: DO NOT put yourself down, judge yourself, compare yourself to others, and or punish yourself in any way, shape, or form.  You yourself are a unique, beautiful, blessed being. Everything about yourself (flaws included) makes you WHO YOU ARE. That within itself is beautiful. You are own your own path in life, and there are no right(s) or wrong(s) on YOUR path, just lessons, learning experiences, and growth. (Others have their own life path as well as their own strengths, weaknesses, beliefs, dreams, etc. There is no way that you can compare yourself to another person because you two are on different paths! It is like comparing a banana to ice cream).

9. Always show gratitude to yourself and others. The more we appreciate, cherish, and hold dear to our hearts, the more loving intentions and light we send to people/things that really DO matter. AND it also opens the door to abundance and greater love in our lives. (In reality, as crappy as one situation might be, maybe it is happening for a reason! It might be hard to see at first, but there are ups and downs to everything).

10. Always remember that any form of bullying is their negative views, opinions, thoughts, and feelings about THEMSELVES, being projected onto you. (Also remember that bullies are also bullied more likely than not. It doesn’t make it right by all means, but adding awareness to the matter can help stop the vicious cycle).

I send much love and light to you. In the end, everything will work itself out and everything will be OK. =)


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Dream Journal: Battles and Hidden Romance

yin_yang2         Within the depths of my subconscious, I flew through what appeared to be a castle-like place and swooped straight into a clearing, with a purple dragon on my left. It was twilight hours as the clouds covered everything in sight. In front of us, there was a gazebo, and a massive garden full of tall hedges, sacred plants/flowers, a patio, and jade green grass. As soon as well landed, there was a flash of red-blue light and we jumped out of the way. Soon there were other dragons that came down and started to attack us. We fly to the left and go above the garden into this safe area where everyone else was. It became apparent to me that we could all shape-shift because I myself and everyone around me could turn into dragons, humans, wolves, and just about anything that existed. The colors of this place were a of dark monochrome and this place again, appeared to be ‘castle-like’ with a whole civilization behind it. I myself and many others gathered up discussing for our next plan of attack. We were colored in red-black-purple colors, sometimes blue, and there were several leaders in front of us, holding an old tattered map. We had what appeared to be tattoos/body paint and charms on all of us. I wanted to go out and help, but I was told to maintain the fort and that I needed to stay behind, then I would be able to go when the few leaders get back. The male warriors, dressed with thin armor and paint, spread their wings, and you could hear them boast and brag ever so loudly on how ‘tough’ they were.

pic28E4327285EC11459982000350E0BCC9 Being me, I managed to sneak by not too long after everyone who was assigned to go, left. At first, one of my dear friends who was slender, wore long scarves and had beautiful, long dark hair told me not to go, but I got my gear on and left. I overheard them and a few others telling me to ‘be careful’ as I hopped from the window out into the night. It was soon starting to reach morning, and there was a thick amount of fog around me. I recall being in front of a dojo, colored of black, red, and gold, with rows and rows of ancient dragon/animal statues around the front of these buildings. I heard shuffling around me and whispers, so I hid behind one of the statues. The ‘enemy’ side, colored with primarily blue, black, and bits of white and silver tried to strike at me. I struck back, causing them to fall on their back. They immediately jumped up and I ran between statues defending myself until I overheard some of my comrades saying, “Hey, what are you doing here? Alex you’re not supposed to be here!” The sound of the male warriors trailed off as they flew off, fighting off some of the enemy, up towards the 3rd floor of the dojo. I hung around the statues, waiting for them to come back. I heard more footsteps and saw a few men coming. One of them came up to me and started to speak to me softly and sweetly. (I’ll call him Familiar) Familiar was about 6 ft, had short, blond-brownish hair, Blue-green eyes, medium build, and he was so very kind. This man looked so familiar, and next thing I know, I was getting flashbacks of gold, bright colors. I myself and this man were talking to each other by this water-front, similar to the garden that was there. I could recall how much fun I myself, the man, and a few others had that day. We were a little bit younger than we are now, and this seemed to be before the tension between two sides.

I fell in love with this man again, just like how I did within those flashbacks. Familiar wanted to find a way for us to spend time together, away from this war, but then his buddies came back and they urged that they had to go. The fog started to clear and nightfall grew within the background. Familiar gave a serious look and said “I’ll be back dear, I promise.” Then he and the others flew off into the sky. Then it was just me.

Three-Part-Love       The dream flashed forward, showing Familiar back home with his comrades and friends. The area in which he resided looked nearly identical to the one where I resided in, except for a few details like drapery of cool colors, and sharper cut stone walls (where my ‘kin’ resided had more white-silver like walls, royal colors, and more of an open view). Familiar was walking along a hallway, by a window into a tower-like room with what looked to be old-fashioned furniture. His comrades as well as some women bombarded him with multiple opinions whether he should come to get me, not trust me, kill me, leave me, or perhaps to run off with me to end this war. Familiar closest friend, dressed in red and blue paint and thin armor said ,”If I were you, I’d do what you want to do. Live in the moment! Not many of us, including myself have the courage to do so.” Familiar said, “Thank you”, and his friend wished him the best of luck. As his friend walked off, one of the women came by, grabbed his arm, and said,”Do what you love. Follow your heart.” With a determined look, he took off and a few of his friends followed behind him.

Going back a few moments, I was back at my residence I lamented thinking he wouldn’t come back. Other women and a few jealous men either told me to forget about him/he’s no good, move on, or that they would kill him. The same woman from the beginning of the dream, covered with less fabrics, showing her beautiful fair-skinned face told me to “do what I love, and be with the man I love.” I walked off towards an outdoor stairwell, and low and behold, Familiar jumped into view. I jumped from excitement, jumped into his arms, and kissed him. I asked what he was doing here. He said “I’m here to come get you so we can get the hell out of here”. I did not ask nor hesitate, though the woman in the fabrics touched Familiar’s shoulder, got our attention. He asked her not to say a word. She smiled and said she would not speak a word, and also added “I wish you two the best of luck.” I smiled at her, Familiar said thank you, and we both flew off into the distance.

From my own viewpoint, I could see both sides of the war falling apart. I could see explosions of color and sparks over these broken down walls, and saw some warriors bickering about how we both left. Both sides eventually melded into one, yet there were a few that chose to fight. I saw the fort of all colors looking over this ant-like being pulling a hefty cart attached to it’s back. The colored fort told this being that it was over and I saw bombs of color going towards the ant as it struggled, but every single on of them missed. I woke up feeling the sensation of being held and loved unconditionally.


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Dream Journal: Odd Silent Hill 2 Dream

PHheartI had dreamed that I was in a relatively large room. It was meant for maybe an office, gaming/media room, and a living room. There were three massive widescreen TV’s in the room, all attached to the wall, almost touching the ceiling with a bit of a tilt inwards. There were no windows, and if there were, they were blacked out. There was also a large L-shaped desk with a couple computers with a stack of games, movies, and magazines, not to mention multiple gaming consoles on the floor, underneath the main TV. There were about 2-3 people in the room. One of them being me, and the other 2 being guys. Both were about the same size, but one had a slightly larger stature than the other one, as well as a difference in apparel, hair color, and overall energy. 

      Both of the guys told me I could play or watch, or do whatever I felt like doing. They seemed so eager to see me play. I was looking up at the screen and could see the play by play of James Sunderland running through the eerie, deserted town of Silent Hill. Then all of a sudden it was like as if I teleported through the TV screen into the damned town itself. I could see James, Maria, the town, and the monsters on and off. All of a sudden while running through the town, we came to a stop to this tree, and there was a goofy looking dinosaur (a very colorful looking T-Rex) standing under it. It had an odd goofy smile, holding its hands together like a shy, small child would, looking upward, and it had a very small helmet on it’s head that wouldn’t even fit. I looked to my right and saw that Maria was gone and the man who was Jame’s turned into someone else. The goofy reptile ran clumsily ran towards the man, like as it was a dog seeing it’s owner, or a small child trying to give someone a hug. They knocked the man over and it was absolutely hilarious. Then I woke up feeling very confused the next morning. 

    To this day, I still have absolutely no clue what this dream means. Maybe I’ll never know, but it was very fun and enjoyable to have nonetheless. 


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CYLRiqxUQAAanwD Oh so extravagant, yet so adamant;

about causing trouble. Is it your fix?

Or maybe you do it for kicks. You are a tricky one,

AND often a dirty one;

Free to flee whenever one pleases.

I Know! Your secret is; food, treats, toys, or play time ALWAYS appeases.

Oh miss snaggle-tooth, you know what is the truth?

Despite the mischief, messes, and stinky-ness; without you I would be one hot mess.

I love you my Zizzle-Dizzle-Dazzle.