I know what those dreams mean!

   Spring vision: felt like I did when I was in the camper behind the church and I was cramming stuff in a camper fridge, fiddling with trying to get the ice cube tray to fit in the packed freezer. Over the camper (to the left side, in authority over) is a clerical man (pastor, preacher, minister, priest, 'his lordship') who I don't particularly like the vibe of. I'm feeling that freedom of no expectations or demands placed upon. Friends are hanging outside, ready to hang. Just over the rise, a knoll, is a store that sells alcoholic beverages (what I call 'happy juice', alcohol amps up feelings so when I drink it, it amplifies my happy, celebratory feelings). End of story.
   Today I fully allowed in and appreciated, all we want is already created and usually right in front of us. It's our job to recognize it. I let it be known I recognize myself as the answer to this organization guy's prayers and it's not my concern if they throw the baby out with the bathwater. In the end, we'l all know it and be glad I didn't let what they did to me hold me back. The girls in the office heard it.
   In the dream, my ex (one of those 'his lordships'), was driving the new SUV he had bought for me. I mentioned that we were fixing the old van 'just in case' the new one didn't work out. My new SUV is the new dynamics of my relationship with this organization. They don't want me to leave. It'll be put in their hearts and minds exactly how to support me in the new role I will be playing as the answer to their prayers and thus the self-taught expert on adding value to people which is what they recognize they need.  So mote it be.
    Walk out onto the porch to the twitters of flocks and flocks of birds in every tree around me drowning out the sound of the construction equipment down the road; vibrancy overcoming negativity!

Somehow, I know this is an important spell to cast at the moment:

I AM MAN. I AM MAN. I AM MAN [Chelovek(Rus), Mench(Ger)]

This is in reference to the use of the word Man as a thinking consciousness as discussed in the translator's introduction to the first book in The Ringing Ceders of Russia book series; Anastasia. Chelovek is the Russian form of the word and Mench is the German form of it. Man, Chelovek, Mench is the highest authority, the highest power in all of creation. Manu in Sanskrit.
I AM the embodiment of all it means to be Man.
This is why Anastasia was injured by the 'dark forces'. She began declaring herself a man like any other man, 'just like you; Vladimir Megre'. She diminished herself, relinquishing her 'I AM Man' when she made herself equal to him.

That is why I must not accept co-creation with anyone who views me as less than something special, something unique that they are wanting to see glorified, adored and spoiled without attachments or expectations. I'll sleep with who I sleep with. I am not an "I Am That I Am" because I'll not diminish myself nor limit myself to how I feel from one moment to the next. I AM ALWAYS MAN.

How we allow others to call us, presume to be in relationship with us, is vital to our self declaration. We become what we allow ourselves to be identified as in our presence or are in constant conflict with it because it is an attack, no matter how unconscious of them, on our state of being.

I am not the answer to someone's prayers. That would be giving someone's prayers power over me. I happened to have been the one to bring value to an organization. I may be capable of bringing value to people, places and things. I AM still ALWAYS Man.
     Now I know why I was given to choose when to leave and on what terms. Now I know nothing can separate us from our true nature; not what we consume (our bodies are energy generators and transformers) nor the structures around us (which are derived from nature). We are always greater than spirits, for we are not spirits alone, we are flesh. We do not give our power away to anything. That was another of Anastasia's mistakes.
     I AM Man "like Grandmother Lava"
When the umbilical cord falls off; oneness is the illusion.
Sadness without fear, letting go of the fear of being 'cut off', absence of insecurity.