Beyond the Planck Barrier: Flights of fancy, life in parallel and understanding place and time

A couple of weeks ago, I had sushi with my young friend, Belinda, who is from Sydney. Topics ranged from how to continue being creative despite chaos, how to stay in the NOW when others tug at you and if we are star-born, how do you distinguish those details and also the idea of parallel lives.
I remember many past and also I believe parallel lives, But nothing ever seems to stand out from a stellar perspective. A recent soul reading spoke of my origins on Vega. Do you think that perhaps Vegans are more humanoid in their form that I remember, but don't distinguish the details? I am simply ME or my understanding of me as I experience them.

I have a painting that I love, a strange moody, sea?sky? nightscape. It is a tryptic of a phosphorescent nightsky. Done in metallics of aquamarine and copper-point on inky black, mysterious, very visceral, organic, slightly Asian, like a Chinese landscape from another world.....I found it originally for a client. Generally I don't "find" art as I believe it to be truly personal and must speak to you. The client accepted, then rejected this piece. The dealer, who is a friend had already paid the artist (his assistant curator) she was overjoyed that someone loved this . And she began to furiously paint again. When I called him to tell him the client wanted to return it, he said" keep it be it's custodian, since you love it, I don't want to change Angie's happiness to rejection" So every morning I wake to it. Maybe it is a memory of Home?

I know that I live in a parallel life, for instance, that I also inhabit another life and others, even those unknown to me in this one have crossed my path in this life, but I recognize them from this other life.

This parallel town I reside in is coastal, which coast I don't know, it's not the Gulf I grew up near, It has a small old fashion wooden boardwalk that connects all the buildings and very high sandy bluffs, a wide beach of pinkish sand and beautiful sea marshes. I have lived in several houses in this town. A small garage apartment, a large house on a bluff, but the one I feel most at home in is a sprawling horizontal that seem to just float on a beautiful marsh. I feel at peace in this place and very productive.

As I've read and experienced directly these dimensional shifts (actually I've felt these differences my whole life) I believe,perhaps that I already reside on Planet Two coincidentally with this one.

Lately, as I prepare myself for my reconnaissance trip to California and visit to Shasta. I find my dreams to be about of course, travel. I've always flown in dream-space, usually I feel like a dragonfly skimming the surface of water hovering and darting about just for the sheer joy of movement. There are times when I'm not sure what plane I'm
on or I feel myself moving through smooshy barriers of light......but whether in this dimension or another, I fly. Now though my "flight" is more controlled.

The other morning I woke around 5. I'd been at my parallel home by the seaside. I had been making a hawk-like circular journey over the sandy bluffs suspended from a rope like the Circque du Soliel, or like my astral umbilical making swooping arcs and twirls in beautiful blue over pink sand and grey-green foliage. I was giddy with happiness. This morning was even more controlled flight as I floated downward in swirls and rushes parachuting with Panda to the edge of the marsh.

Gaia calls to me in my dreams and in my waking telling me to TRUST, simply, deeply, calmly- no matter what transpires.
I trust because I feel the tensile strength of this "light"fine web, woven strand by strand, wisps from every soul, you, who are my family. And so I AM.