Review with a View

The other night I had a dream of cleaning out my house. It was an old house that had been built and added onto in odds ways. It had lots of clutter, dust and cobwebs. I was rethinking how to redo and organize the house. I was intensely cleaning, but every time I thought that things were now clean, I would find even more old cobwebs and cluttery doodads that have been lost over time. A woman that reminded me of an actress friend of mine, Pamela Finney, was like the housekeeper or matron of the house and was sort of telling me what to do. I realized I was holding onto some of her things, that I didn't realize, and returned them to her. At the front of the house there was a entryway with lush plants growing everywhere. I was reconfiguring where the mail slot should be without compromising the security of the house, but still opening up the inside of the house to let in more light and see the garden area outside.

2009

March 28, 2009

A woman knocked on my door. When I answered, she told me she was guided to find me and that she had something to give me. She handed me several stacks of what appeared to be newsletters, with light blue paper, that she had made up. They were in about 6 or so stacks, and were copies that she told me were intended for me to learn from and then hand out and teach others as well.

When I started to try and read what was written on them, I noticed they were about different myths of various gods and goddesses, but the stories told were very much different than what we normally here about them. I pointed that out to her. She replied that she had been guided to access the stories directly without any influence from what others had already written and now it was up to me to decide what to do with them from that point on, because her job was done

...but, before she could turn them over to me, I needed to sign for them. She told me I had to make sure I used a small circle directly above the 'i' in my name and carefully cross my all my t's as well.

I did as she said. When done, my signature looked more like something you would find on an artistic stamp rather than a my actual signature (nothing like how I sign my name now). She then signed her name as well. It was less elaborate but beautiful to look in its simplicity. She then walked off, leaving me with the stacks of papers to read.

Not Fade Away

Some dreams stick with you and time does not seem to fade them in the least...







Sometime in 1991 or so I dreamed...


I was in what appeared to be a temple and I wore an elegant, yet plain, white robe. It was as if lived there and people from all over would come to see me. I was being waited on hand and foot and much loved by these people. I felt a huge responsibility to them, but I felt a deeper connection to everything, the whole of creation that went beyond their presence...as if I was with them, but not really.

There was a big celebration occurring, almost like an prelude to some ritual. Lots of food, wine and sexual frivolity happening. For some reason I could tell I was somehow a key figure as to why...yet, at the same time, I didn't care about any of it.

I had multiple hand servants, both male and female, waiting on me. One of these servants was my boyfriend at the time in 'real' life. I was laying on this huge cushion like bed or couch, in a large room, with music playing and a number of people around me enjoying themselves in many ways. The boyfriend (who was a servant and some sort of male concubine in my dream) was professing his undying love for me and pleading with me not to leave him and/or them. I told him that whatever happens to me, I will always be with him - that he should not concern himself with such. I felt such a deep love for everyone there, yet at the same time, not attached to what was happening. I then knew it was time for me to leave.

I next found myself out on a hillside, in a golden field of grain, overlooking a valley below. I could see all around me vast amounts of grain gently rustling in the wind. No one else was there. It was just me, but I did not feel alone at all. I felt the presence of what one would call 'God' in everything and everywhere. With the connection, I felt such vast amounts of peace and love. I stretched my arms toward the sky, and as I did, I heard a chorus of what one would imagine angles would sound like. As the warmth of the sun touched my skin, I heard them sing and I sang with them....repeating several times...

"God come into me, teach me the way, how to be, closer to thee..."

I awoke with such a feeling of peace that I had not felt up to then.

Sometime around 1995 or so...

I have had what I call 'death' visit me...

It (he) came in the form of how we expect Morpheus, the Grim Reaper, or even an Incubus to look: a handsome young looking, yet somehow ageless, man with a black cloak. He did not come to collect my soul, or 'suck' my soul, per say, but to offer me 'power'...over life and death itself.

I 'awoke' to find this apparition bent over me. The room was in negative (like how a negative for black and white pictures looks), which told me I was peeking into the lower astral realms. He placed his hand on my belly, and when he did so, I began to feel him trying to do energy like work on me. It felt like I was beginning to dissolve into the universe itself. As I watched, his face, under his hood, went through the aging process, and then the process of decay after we die, and finally dissolving into a black void. At the same time I felt his hand on my belly do the same.

I had no fear of this apparition. I actually didn't have much in the way of emotions at all. When he spoke, it was more a thought, and his face was this void by now anyway. After a few moments, he paused and asked if I was ready. I thought for a moment, and told him, 'No.'

With effort, I then rolled over. Willfully doing this caused him to dematerialize altogether. I could still feel his presence though....hovering.

I heard him ask then, 'Are you sure?"

I rolled my head back to look at him behind me now, and as I did so, this seem to give him enough impetus to re-manifest.

For the first time, I felt a bit of 'fear' stir up in me. I remember thinking the thought, 'wait a minute...this is more than just some dream.' I emphatically said to him, in my thoughts, "I am sure."

I then rolled my head back and he instantly disappeared. In that moment, I woke up into the exact position I had rolled into my 'dream' ...with the sun streaming in my window.

Around 1997 - A couple of years before The Matrix came out...

It started off as what I thought to be an ordinary sort of dream, only I knew that I was dreaming. I watched myself as I was trying to break into this building where I knew a murder had occurred, but I could not get the authorities to believe me. I was thinking: if I could figure out how to get in, I could gather the proof I needed to get people to believe that a certain murder I knew had been committed had occurred. As I was doing this, I was spotted by law enforcement, and I knew if I didn't do something soon, I would be caught, blamed for this murder and it would be too late for me to do anything. With much urgency, I managed to pry open a window and slid through it before they caught up with me.

It turned out to be a time portal of some sort.

It took me to the future....and very dark future....showing me what was left after a massive die off of all life on the planet.

I was outside a dark tower, looking across a vast expanse of land, and noticed that the only real vegetation that was growing on the land was a glowing type of fungi. The sky was dark and no apparent sun seemed to have lit the sky for some time. I saw a lone person, in full gear with a breathing mask, gathering the fungi for food. I followed this person into the building.

Inside the building, I noticed this tower was designed with a hole in the center and honey comb like chambers lined the walls as far as I could see when I looked up...and down. I saw the person literally float up through the center of the building and check the different honeycomb like chambers as s/he went up. I then realized that there was a gravitational sort of vortex the figure had stepped into to do that. I followed this person and I went up as well. I realized that each chamber, which looked like a vault or crypt, held a person being held in some sort of life support suspension. I followed the figure to their chamber, and watched them hook themselves to this life support, after waking up another 'caretaker' to take over for them.

I then felt the presence of one of my guides. He told me this was a potential future for human kind if something wasn't done to change the course of things.

I then felt I was propelled even further into the future.

I found myself as a child in a dome building, laying on the ground, with lots of vegetation around me. I was sick from radiation poisoning that I had been exposed to outside of the dome and this place was like a sanatorium/hospital.

A man in light colored robes was kneeling over me doing some sort of energy healing on me. On his hands he had some device that was helping to neutralize the effects of the radiation. After he was done, I was told to rest, take in plenty of fluids, and take in the healing energy that the place offered.

As I walked around taking in the place, I came upon an elderly woman. She asked me why I was there, being I was so young. I told her about my exposure to the radiation. To my shock and disbelief, she told me that when she was my age, before the dark time, radiation had been used to try and heal people.

I then woke up.

Around 1997, not too long after the one above...

This dream felt like it was it was an extension of the dream right above, like it started where the other had left off. Only, this time several beings came and literally came into my room while I slept and transported me to a future point in time.

I was shown a community of people who lived, on the surface, what seemed almost like an Amish or naturalistic commune sort of life. They lived very simply and shared the work to maintain the community equally. They dressed in simple plain colored cotton like clothes with no real adornments and had almost an austere hermetic lifestyle. Their buildings were also in a similar style.

They led me into a larger hall where a number of the community were gathering. I was told I was the reason for this 'meeting.' The man who was guiding me, informed me that they are the record keepers and they travel through time to find prior incarnations of certain people, to ask questions, clarifying data about specific events that have happened in the time line, and to bring healing and deeper understanding.

It was then I became aware of a young woman looking very closely at me. I was startled when I realized she looked a lot like me. I was told by the man that she was a future incarnation of myself and the reason why I was specifically brought here. He proceeded to explain, that this incarnation held certain information needing to be reviewed and that my consciousness was at a level that could somewhat process this journey and what they were about to do.

I was then seated on a small stage. The room was modeled like a small round theater with the 'audience' sitting on curved benches around this stage. When everyone present was seated, they darkened the room and for the first time I realized that they actually did have technology, as a holographic projection lit up on the stage next to me. The man whispered to me that in this time and place, technology was used with much caution. He told me that history has shown just how damaging it can be when overused, or used without full understanding of what it can do.

To my surprise, I then watched as they began to show images from my current life. This began an interesting question and answer session, interesting in the manner that I was never really outright asked questions. It was more like I was mentally probed by the minds of the people present as we all watched my life flash by.

When it was done, without a word, everyone rose and left, and I literally felt myself 'whoosh' back into the present time and woke up.

2006 or 2007

I was in the sky looking down a vast landscape covered with vegetation and trees. It was dusk and I was alone. As I took in the scenery, I noticed a large mound that looked like a hill, but I knew it wasn't anything that nature made. Suddenly the hill started to cave in, beginning in the center, revealing a huge underground ancient ruin of a city. As the hole grew wider, it created a vacuum that sucked me into it. As I descended into the hole, I noticed around me layers of living quarters, like stories found in a skyscraper, with doors, windows and stairways all facing inward toward this pit I was falling into. When I reached the bottom, I could no longer see the sky, it was so deep. Even then I realized it wasn't the bottom, only a point where the debris had filled it in. No longer able to fly like I was before, I began to crawl and search to find my way out of this underground labyrinth I was sucked into. As I did so, the ground beneath me shook and began to give way some more. I clung to the wall and railings I could find until the shaking stopped. In a panic I began yelling for help. Suddenly a number of blue ghostly like forms emerged from the 'rooms' in the structure and floated around me. I could sense they 'lived' here, but like in a different dimension than I was seeing it as. They projected a force field around me which helped me to regain some of my earlier buoyancy. As I crawled onto the ledge, one of the forms, which I sensed was male, came closer to me. I recall asking him, with a vague unformed thought, "What the...?" He formed a thought in my head, "You are one of us." Puzzled, I again did the "What?" He then told me, "You don't remember, but we have important things to discuss. You will not remember any of it upon awaking."

The next thing I remember was waking up. I don't recall anything he said after that.