When I woke up abruptly this morning, thinking someone unfriendly was standing over me, I felt a very familiar set of hands reach over and grab me firmly by my arms at the same second I yelled. Those hands just stayed there for a minute and didn’t release until my body relaxed; me having turned over from my side to back.
I have no idea as to what time this all took place this morning. But… The only person near me wasn’t standing over me, which was a good thing as far as I was concerned. It was as if Julia was waiting for me to collect my thoughts before she did anything else.
After about a minute or two, me still laying on my back I felt her slide over from her side of our bed to mine. As she reached her arms and legs around me and rested her head on my chest, she softly made a long-drawn-out shushing sound. It felt nice just lying there with her body covering mine. It was peaceful and relaxing, me appreciating every second of the warm contact.
We must have dosed off like that because I don’t remember moving. I don’t even remember her getting out of bed at 5:00 AM to head into Manhattan for the psychology seminar she was attending.
When I did wake up around 7:00 AM I felt totally wiped out and dosed off for at least another hour and a half before the phone rang. It was Julia checking in with me to make sure I was ok and to let me know she had made it to her destination safely. Before I could get a word out about what had happened with regard to my little nightmare, she suddenly said, “There’s no need to apologize,” clearly sensing what I was going to say. “It happens,” she told me and then said, “But if you really want to make it up to me, I’ll be home around 7:00 PM, picking up dinner along the way.” When I started to ask her how her bringing home dinner was me making things up to her, she let out that devious little laugh of hers and said in a very seductive voice, “Oh… Just use your imagination like you always do and I’m sure things will work out just fine.” She then said, “I love you baby,” and hung up the phone.
This girl is truly amazing, and I really am lucky to have her, rocken body, mind, and everything. “She’s great!”
Next thing I know my client from Pennsylvania is calling me. She just wanted to let me know that she’s not working again until Monday.
She also told me that her and her son are really making good progress, working once a day for around an hour and a half with their personal trainer. They finally seem happy living in their new home, having moved there from Jersey in the spring of last year. They haven’t been having an easy time of things since the move. But both she and her son seem to be getting past the worst of everything and sailing into clear waters for a change. “It’s good to hear from upbeat people!”
I then worked on my websites for a while before making the updates my dad had requested be done to his business site. All in all, it was a light work morning.
As I was taking out the trash at one point, I ran into my neighbor Sharon, who was taking care of her own garbage for a change. Ever since she cleaned up her apartment, she’s been motivated to deal with her health issues; now walking better and everything. Somehow… I suspect that Julia might have had a hand in getting Sharon to let go of her hording and move on. But… Julia doesn’t kiss and tell and at the end of the day, “So long as Sharon is doing well the how and why of it all just doesn’t matter.”
I got another short call from Julia around lunchtime, her once again checking in. I was teasing her a bit about not calling as much when she’s working from her office. She laughed and softly said, “It’s just that I love and miss you. I could tell that you were frightened when you woke this morning, too, and I am a bit concerned.” I assured her that I was quite ok and told her how much I appreciated her handling things the way she did. I then promised to explain everything when she got home, telling her, “I’m pretty sure the nightmare was just meant to draw my attention to something I missed in an earlier vision I had around 1:30 AM.”
She asked, “That earlier vision didn’t have something to do with wooden ships and people trying to board, did it?” She laughed at my stunned silence before saying, “You were talking in your sleep when I got up to use the bathroom. It’s ok baby. No worries.” I finally said, “Yes. I apparently was too excited about the meaning behind the ships presence in the dream to pick up on the secondary message.” She then softly said, “Psychic Attack.” I said, “Yes.”
She then thought for a moment before saying, “How is it that the non-licensed therapist in the house can work out stuff like this so easily. You do rings around me with this stuff. But you know what?” When I responded with, “Yes my love?” She said, “I love you for that and so much more. I do have to get back to the seminar but will talk with you when I get home tonight with our dinner.”
Then she said, “If you don’t mind… Do me a favor and take Ellen out to lunch, ok? She hasn’t seen either of us for a while and it would seem the holiday is wearing on her a bit, even though she won’t admit it.” I said I would, and Julia blew me a kiss before hanging up the phone.
I did call Ellen and made arrangements to go to Friendly’s with her for lunch. I met her down by her car and she drove from there.
She really has turned her health around and actually beat her major issues with diabetes and Rheumatoid Arthritis. She’s still got a few quirks brought on by the strokes she had a few years back. But, for the most part, she seems to have gotten a handle on a lot of that, too. I know that she’s not a big fan of the holidays and did detect a bit of that coming through. But this year seems to have been a lot easier for her since she got an attitude makeover, job, change in health for the better, etc.
During lunch Ellen told me about all the Christmas parties she’s been going to of late and seemed to have a little glimmer about her when she spoke about her new friend, who’s clearly a guy of interest. Of course, she’s got a bit of a shy thing going on, which is kind of funny when you stop to think about the fact that she dated me for so many years before being relegated to the status of Friend with Benefits.
After lunch I elected to walk back to the apartment despite the crappy weather, and rather enjoyed it. Ellen thanked me for lunch and was off, her having to stop at a few places before meeting up with a couple of girlfriends from work this evening. She even commented that my deciding to walk worked in her favor before zipping off to her next destination, which was apparently Walmart.
I did get a call from my Missouri client this afternoon, just as I walked in the door to the apartment. He had some issues with JAWS when it came to using Gmail and was hoping I would be able to help him out. He’s always a pleasure to talk to. So, once we got the business out of the way we got into some rather deep discussion of a metaphysical nature for about an hour before I hung up the phone.
I then touched things up around the apartment a bit and, before I knew it, Julia came through the door right at 7:00 PM. “She had stopped at A&G!”
We didn’t talk much as we ate; it being clear to me that she was really tired. When she brought up the business with the dream and the nightmare, I simply passed her the printed dream analysis I had done in my journal. She said, “You didn’t have to do that. That’s a part of your private journal.” Then she paused and said, “But I do appreciate it. I really do appreciate it.”
After studying the pages I gave her she said, “So what do you sense? Was the psychic intrusion intentional or…” I told her that I thought it was. Then she said, “But you already know who the organization is that has been tracking you throughout most of your life. So… It couldn’t be those people, could it?” I shook my head no.
Then I told her, “I’m not going to lose sleep over it unless it happens again. Then… If it does… I’ll unleash some of the old Schnabel Magic to get down to the bottom of things like I’ve always done. The only thing I am really interested in right now is making sure I don’t blow it with the new financial opportunity headed our way.” She touched my hand and said, “Nine times out of ten, when you dream of boats more money arrives. You know baby… Your kind of sexy when you do that precognitive thing you do.”
Then she kissed me and began clearing the table. When I started to wash the dishes, she turned off the water and gently pulled me away from the sink. “You’ve done enough for today,” she said ever so gently. “Let’s take a shower together and then go to bed.”
She then giggled and said, “You can go into your study and journal once I’ve passed out in between the sheets.” She then kissed me long, deep and ever so tenderly. We made a pit stop in the bedroom to disrobe and partake of a bit of mutual carnal pleasure before we moved into the bathroom for what turned out to be an intensely intimate shower. It all just felt so wonderful. Feeling her body in the ways I did tonight… When we laid down in bed together, I just couldn’t help it. “I unashamedly cried.”
She didn’t say a word. She didn’t have to. She simply kissed me deeply in a way that let me know she was full of joy, too. By the time she fell asleep curled up beside me, “She was glowing through and through!”