“When Your Spirit Guide Switches the Channel”

Last night I dreamed I was in a group chat with my higher self, three ancestors, and an emotionally unavailable owl.
The owl kept sending cryptic GIFs of spinning compasses. My ancestors were arguing about Wi-Fi passwords.
And my higher self just sent one message: “lol, wrong timeline.”
Then left the chat.

When I woke up, I realized: maybe guidance doesn’t vanish. Maybe it just gets tired of our buffering.

We spend so much time trying to decode signs — feathers, numbers, that one cloud that looked like an avocado — that we forget the message might be, “go outside and touch the actual avocado.”

Sometimes your dream isn’t a prophecy; it’s your subconscious begging for a snack and a nap.

Maybe that’s the real thirst — not for enlightenment, but for hydration, a laugh, and eight uninterrupted hours where no one from the astral plane tries to sell you a crystal.


đź’­ Sip of Reflection

What if guidance is less like divine dictation and more like channel surfing?
You don’t need to over-interpret the static; just notice what station feels like peace, and leave it on for a while.

Until Next Time,
The Inspired Imaginative | The Devoted Mystic


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