08/12/2025
🌌 Collective Message: Metabolizing vs. Absorbing Chaos
Last night, I had one of those dreams that I know is a precursor — not a warning, but a dress rehearsal for my spirit. In the dream, I was cleaning water running down a staircase with a carpet shampooer. At one point, I found myself with my hands in a bucket of vomit water trying to clean it up, using the wrong tool, over and over. The canister kept filling. I kept dumping it. It was disgusting and endless.
Then my dad appeared. My dad has been gone since 2013, and I’ve only dreamed of him twice since. He looked the same as the day he died — same hair, same glasses, same voice — except he had a long, unkempt white beard. It wasn’t his style… but it looked an awful lot like someone I know in waking life. He told me, “You haven’t been ready to see me in a while.” In the dream, no one else saw him. Only me.
When I woke up, I realized: the vomit water wasn’t mine. And that’s why it was so hard to “metabolize” it.
I can metabolize my own emotions — absorb, process, integrate — but other people’s poison isn’t mine to process. I’ve been trying to clean up messes that don’t belong to me, thinking that’s love. But the truth is, it’s self-poisoning.
Infinity said it best: “You can live around it, but you don’t need to absorb it.”
Wes reminded us: “The road is less traveled for the chosen 144,000.”
This is what that means:
We can live around other people’s chaos and not let it in. We can see the pattern without taking it into our body. We can hold silence in the face of noise and stay in our own lane, even when their lane is a wreck.
The Disturbed version of The Sound of Silence has been in my head all morning — not the gentle observation of the original, but that deep, haunting voice that forces you to sit in the truth. That’s the energy today. This is about not rushing to fill the silence or to fix the unfixable.
For the collective:
If you’ve been stuck with your hands in someone else’s “vomit water” — their unprocessed emotions, their self-created chaos — step back. This is your moment to see it clearly and not take it in. Let the silence speak. Let them take their own driving test. If they fail, let it be their failure. You are not the cleanup crew. You are the keeper of your own frequency.
✨ Live around it. Don’t absorb it. ✨
