My Porthole? My Dimension? My Space? By Julianna Rowe

 

Realm/Dimension/Space

Am I in the wrong space and I can feel it? Every now and then I get a vision through sort of a porthole. No, a porthole where suddenly a different clearer view is seen as I am looking at the space I live in.  When it appears, it is like being at an eye exam when the Dr. says, “Is number one clearer or number two.  Number three or number two?”   

And in my vision porthole, the scene is very clear, brighter emotionally and physically.  Then it disappears but I can still sense the feelings within myself for a few seconds.  And I want it back and I want to know how to get there.  I need to get there because I am free from much earthly negativity inside that round porthole window.  No Mother, no kids, no men, telling me I am a lesser person.  The dull realm is where I live and have all my life.  I want to rise to the other dimension but live here on this plain/plane for now.  How do I crawl through that crystal clear hole and stay there? I feel it will be a crawl because life doesn’t usually take us from A to Z in one swoop.  Unless you die.

It’s like when you wear glasses. They make the whole world clear and brighter.  Where can I get those glasses so I can go live there? Where people see my spirit.  Appreciate my caring.  Where I am loved and cared for in return. 

Why do I or would I cling to the illusion that the people around me are decent. Why would I settle for such lower-dimensional love? Why would I settle for such? When I have two cats that adore me. 

Maybe I don't settle!