Here's my night of sync with power/structure imbalance and Egyptian President Mubarak's resignation...

My husband and I went out to dinner at a club last night. We had two beers and a meal. As we pulled out of the club (my husband driving) and turned the corner a cop car, seemingly waiting, pulled us over. I felt a bit of adrenaline surge because I don't like being pulled over by a cop - who does. It usually doesn't mean something good is about to happen. My husband had told me that his beer consumption was within the lawful limits of blood/alcohol, but still, I didn't like the whole scenario.

Two cops approached and asked if we had just exited the club and had my husband been drinking. He said he had two beers with his meal. They asked if he'd just finished his drink, which he had (I later realized it was because alcohol can be more concentrated in your mouth if you just had a drink and therefore register higher on the "meter"). Anyway, the whole thing felt very harassing. We were merely on a happy night out together, not causing any harm, not breaking any laws, but the attitude that was coming off the cops was one of judgement and "guilty until proven innocent" which despite my fear of what could happen if my husband was one drop over the limit, made me really angry.

The breath-test successfully fell within the lawful limit, but the cop speaking to us took it upon himself to tell us what he would have done had it been over the limit and made a few other scare-tactic statements about the situation.

I felt like we had won - but why were we even in a position to defend ourselves in the first place? I ranted a bit on the way home about how in my life I've had only one helpful cop moment, but tons of "I'm watching you buddy!" experiences, speeding tickets, other citations and warnings. I've also had a few doozy nightmares about cops that brutalized me (I asked in the dream why the cop was doing it to me and he said, "Masculine domination"). And right now, the feminine spirit of the earth is rising and she is getting damn sick and tired of the strangle hold created by the imbalance of so much masculine-structure (created out of fear and greed).

It brought to mind the time we flew out of Los Angeles a few months ago and had to go through the most ridiculous ordeal with security, super long line-ups, taking off shoes, jackets, removing computers from cases, taking out all cosmetics and lotions and putting them in plastic bags, and the horrifying thought of going through the xray machine or being pat down (felt up). I thought, WTF is going on with this crazy imbalance and rampant fear! (And by the way, bless you Jesse Ventura, for taking on this Homeland Security/TSA insanity).

And the quotes that occurr to me:

"They that can give up essential liberty to obtain a little temporary safety deserve neither liberty nor safety." ~ Ben Franklin

"But you must remember, my fellow-citizens, that eternal vigilance by the people is the price of liberty, and that you must pay the price if you wish to secure the blessing. It behooves you, therefore, to be watchful in your States as well as in the Federal Government." ~ Andrew Jackson

And while I'm at it...

"The greatest tyrannies are always perpetrated in the name of the noblest causes." ~ Thomas Paine

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I figure that a person can feel safe under the control of excessive rules and boundaries, or they can be free and take the responsibility and risk of living. And there are risks in just living, flying on an airplane, driving a car, or just simply being born into this physical reality -- but nothing touches the eternal spirit inside the human suit, and this is all just the game of life anyway, why take the (freedom) fun part away? Risks can't be eliminated, nor should it be attempted by the extreme controls that are being put in place at present (as a guise of safety, but truly for the power-greedy to take even more than the vast majority that they already own/control).

Okay, off soap box. And on with the story...

We got home and went to bed. It was a stiflingly hot night, but I managed to fall asleep. However, I tossed and turned and hovered in between waking and sleep where I experienced aliens, reptilian-type humanoids, that seemed to want to be in control of things - human affairs. I didn't hate them, but they annoyed me and I felt myself kind of swatting at them. Their mouths were full of tiny triangular teeth that I knew symbolized their desire to create fear, but their actual lack of power (small).

I woke fully and abruptly around 4:00 am, and it all felt quite real, the alien reptoids struggling to maintain power. I could still feel their essence at that moment. I noticed my husband was also awake. He said he'd awakened abruptly and could not go right back to sleep. I grabbed my iPhone and checked the news only to see that Egyptian's President Mubarak had just stepped down. I'm not sure what time that happened, but I felt it was the reason I woke and that it was synchronistic with my experience earlier that evening with the cops and my dreams of the reptoid aliens wanting to keep power, but unable.

What's literal and what's symbolic, I wonder, in my experiences. Are those in power being played by the reptilian aliens as Icke peeps so strongly believe? Or is it figurative in that the reptilian part of our brain must step down and release control to our higher brain (and higher self). Are there two factions (of aliens) dark and light, animating us like puppets and at odds, with the light to inevitably overcome the dark? Maybe it's all those things and more, all at once...