I’ve had several recurring dreams throughout my life. They all center around one place associated with one deceased family member.
I’m not at all comfortable with the idea of my grandmother controlling me from the grave, but I had a friend visiting one day who happened to sit in my grandmother’s chair and was stuck with a hat pin.
You may not believe in spirits or ghosts in particular, but this did happen. There is no other logical explanation to it. There was nothing sharp in the chair that we could find. My friend is psychic and she said, “Your grandmother stuck me with a hat pin!”
I call it a controlling dream because it centers around her dining room and the table. I do have her table, but I’m not living in her house. I’ve no intention of finding her house — it was sold 40 years ago or so and relocated out in the country. And, of course, I don’t want to move into it.
There is obviously something going on that my grandmother doesn’t approve of wholeheartedly. If it involves someone other than me, my grandmother is going to have to go to them in a dream. I don’t interfere in the lives of others. I, fortunately, didn’t inherit my grandmother’s controlling nature. And she should realize that about me by now. Plus, no matter how many dreams she gives me, I’m not going to do anything that is contrary to who I am.
I try to learn something new each and every day.
It may have to do with affiliate marketing and it may have to do with writing. I’m leaning more in the area of writing since I finally realized something about affiliate marketing. That revelation is much more disturbing than the recurring dream . . . and who can say the two aren’t related.
I think I just had a light bulb moment.
My recurring dream is quite simple. I’m in my grandmother’s dining room doing homework. I am sitting at the head of the table, in Grandma’s chair. The scene looks normal and natural, even though I’ve never sat in Grandma’s chair while she was alive and never did homework at her table. That’s what I find so odd about the dream.
In my home, I eat dinner at Grandma’s table, sitting in her chair, but I do gravitate naturally to a chair on one side when I’m paying bills. That’s where I’m sitting now with my laptop writing this blog. And, maybe I have a sixth sense that Grandma is sitting in her chair right now.
Did you get goose bumps?
My grandmother was a go-getter. She spent her money wisely and she made wise investments to make her money work for her.
My father learned this lesson from his mother and he instilled the same principle in my brother and me. So, I believe my grandmother is urging me to make some changes with my blogs in light of the new information I uncovered.
I love blogging and I know there is always room for improvement in my writing skills and in my blogs. I’ve had several opportunities to receive instruction, but it never became more crystal clear than this moment.
I discovered that although affiliate marketing has its advantages, the reality is that I won’t be making as much money as I would if I sold my own products. When you look at blogs that are doing extremely well, you’ll notice that most of them aren’t promoting products from affiliates. They have books they’ve published or give coaching sessions, do pod casts or public speaking engagements. They know where the money is . . . and it isn’t as an affiliate marketer.
There were two online writing programs I’d been invited to join. One I joined a year or so ago, but I didn’t like the format and I wasn’t in the right fame of mind to understand the significance. Now, I’m thinking of going with the other program. It seems to address where I am and where I choose to go. It is straight forward without a lot of extra-curricular hoopla. Obviously, I’m not into the extra activities.
The significance of the dream has finally come to light.
The message is from my grandmother, not controlling me, but strongly urging me to follow my heart and realize what I’d discovered to be true and there is another way for me to continue blogging in a more productive manner. That’s the reason of doing homework, not where I would do it, but from the viewpoint of my grandmother. Thus, the significance of doing it in her chair in her dining room at her table.
Interpreting dreams seem so logical when everything is put in perspective. I do, however, wish they were more to the point . . . but maybe I would miss it, regardless of how direct it would be. I do know I’m not the sharpest tack in the box.
I do believe that dreams have a purpose. Sometimes they sort things out for you. Sometimes they have a direct message or even a warning. Sometimes they’re nudging you in a particular direction.
I knew I needed to make changes right here and now with TwoCansOnAString.com I am taking a course looking into Guest Blogging, but now I believe I need to delve even deeper.
Five or so years ago I did take a writing course with an instructor who critiqued every lesson. This was necessary for me to take to get me taking writing seriously. I was hoping it would give me confidence in my writing and to find my voice. I believe it did, but I need to take it to the next level.
I’m finding the expression that it’s the journey that’s more important than the outcome or destination to be coming to mind more and more lately. My journey thus far with blogging, being an affiliate marketer and taking writing courses have all been necessary to get me to where I am today.
And the journey has only just begun for me . . .
I hope this was as informative as it turned out to be for me. I do thank you for stopping by and reading this. I would appreciate hearing your opinion in the comments section.
Until next time,