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At the bottom of hill, the road met another road like a T(tau) and unfortunately two cars pulled right in front of us - a blue one and a red one. The drivers of those cars obviously didn't see us and it was a good thing they weren't going the same speed, because we were able to weave in and out between the two cars with out hitting either one of them. We were all three hurtling down the road at breakneck speed, when a rather large U-shaped piece of metal fell off of the blue car onto the road and the car came to an abrupt stop. So, I dragged my heels on the ground and came to a stop, then walked back to see if the man was okay. The red car stopped as well and the driver turned out to be a cop in uniform. (karma) We told the man we would drive him and his broken car part to a garage to see if his car could be fixed, but there was a problem with that. It was the day before a big holiday and the whole town was shut down to celebrate. Our magic carpet was now a blue car and we told both drivers to get in the back seat of our car and we would drive them to the local garage. The cop got in very reluctantly it seemed. My male companion was now driving and I was the passenger on the right in the front seat. Rather than driving forward to the garage, my male companion backed the car up all the way through town until we came to a barrier that had been roped across the street so people could walk in the street and visit the shops and buy trinkets at them - like a small street carnival. I got out of the car and walked up to the first stand where a smiling Jessica from One Life to Live TV show was selling trinkets and other objects. She was holding two items, one in each hand and each one cost $11. I never did exactly see what these items were, but I bought one of them (the one on my right, but in her left hand) I told her I wanted the second item to be a real clock. It seemed that these items she held were like covered crystal bowls. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Dreaming of going backwards represents looking at your past. The barrier prevents you from going farther and taking a look at where you are. Left and right hands represent negative (left) and positive (right) The clock represents 'time'. |
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| 6-4-04 - VISION - I saw a wall that had a dual
vertical line of clocks on it. All the clocks on the left were
black, and all the clocks on the right were white. All the clocks
were at 11 minutes past 11.
Black = negative White = positive |
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| 6-4-04 - VISION - I saw a large white clock on a wall.
It was at 11 minutes part 11 and when I saw the clock, I heard a voice
say, "MOM"
I noted later that the word M O M is like the digital 11 o 11 The 'mother' represents the higher self. |
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| 6-4-04 - DREAM - My father called on the phone to give
me a list of chores that had to be done.
I started to write them down on a big tablet as he dictated them. He started out by saying, "I want you to read the book I wrote. There is a copy of the video they made of my book in the upstairs closet." Before I could say anything, my friend Jeanine (God is gracious) ran upstairs to get it. I wanted to run upstairs too but my father was still talking. He said, "A copy of my book is in the law library at the University of Louisiana." I scrawled "Louisiana" in big letters on the tablet. He said, "I left a treat for you in the closet upstairs as well." He hung up and I dashed upstairs after Jeanine. She didn't know about the treat because she had run upstairs before she got all the instructions. I got up there and in the closet was a white covered dish. I lifted the lid and on the plate were 6 donuts and 6 huge thick cookies and each one was covered with a different color frosting and topping on the frostings ranging from dark chocolate to white vanilla with white coconut and all kinds of colors in between. I took the time to separate the cookies from the donuts into two circles so I could see them all and then feeling full of joy, I reached for the phone to call my father to thank him for the wonderful scrumptuous cookies (scroll to the cookie dream) and donuts and tell him I would always buy my cookies and donuts at Heinemann's because that's who had delivered them. My father's phone number was 21. (This is the penultimate letter of the Hebrew alphabet, which is shaped like a trident. This is said to be related to the Holy Spirit.) The father represents God. The symbolism of the trident, and the number 216, is related to the number 21.
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6-5-04 - DREAM - I was in my apartment in the bedroom, watching TV. A newscast came on showing a real-estate developer who had built 11 tower-like apartment buildings in a complex. Each building had 11 floors with just 1 apartment on each floor. Each apartment had only one window that was round like a porthole on a ship. Each window in the building was colored differently like looking at a stack of candy Lifesavers. The windows were offset on each floor and surrounded by a white flower. All in all, the whole building looked like a white pillar candle with colorful flowers embedded in it. (Similar type building) Because I was between jobs, I decided to get dressed and go over to the developer's office and propose that he allow me to be the manager and rental agent for these buildings because of my extensive property management experience. While I was standing there in my red petticoat, the manager of my own building walked right in - without permission - and brought two young men in to look at my apartment because I was going to be moving soon. The two blonde-haired men were introduced to me as Brian (strong) and Bike (pronounced Bikeee) (balance) (See: Bicycle) (See: Twins) The twin named Brian made an inappropriate lewd comment about my appearance in my red petticoat. It wasn't that he was wrong - it was just inappropriate at the moment. They then left and I went to the telephone to call T.M. (my spiritual teacher) and tell him what had just happened and my excitement about applying for the job as manager of the tower/pillar buildings. T.M.'s phone number was 1450, which I dialed and got connected to. But I couldn't tell T.M. what I wanted because his boss was in the office assigning him tasks to do. So all the time I was on the phone waiting to talk to T.M., I was overhearing the list of tasks T.M. was being assigned. It was a long list, so I finally just hung up and decided to tell him about my excitement later.
Above number from the Bible concordance. I continued to get dressed for the day and walked through the doorway to the bathroom, where I noticed that a wide spray of water was coming out of the door frame. I knew that meant that there was a burst water pipe in the wall and it would take long for the whole place to get flooded. (See: Floods) So I needed to call maintenance and get the burst pipe repaired before the whole building got damaged. As I finished dressing, another newscast came on the TV and it showed the blonde-twin named Brian talking about the disaster about to occur in my building and about the 11 tower/pillar buildings which he said he owned and said there was a problem with only having one window in each apartment because it didn't allow enough LIGHT to come in. It turned out 'he' was the owner of all these buildings. He ended his broadcast by saying, "Such is the life that goes on in the 10,000 hells of the McDonalds!" I got a phone call from my friend Michelle then to tell me about
something bad she saw on TV. She said she didn't quite get the man's
last name but it started with an M. I said, "Yes! that was it - his
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| GATHERING THE 'BIKE' PARTS
7-21-00 - DREAM - I was in a car with my ex-husband Jim. I don't know where we were going, but we were on 16th St. going north, just south of North Ave. (This is a one way street going north) Instead of going to the stoplight and turning right, he turned right into a narrow passageway right behind the building which fronted on North Ave. Though there was a large grassy area to the right of the car, he was almost hitting the building on the left side of the car. Though I was a passenger in the right side of the car as we turned the corner, as we went along the narrow way, I was behind him in the back seat, so could easily judge how far we were from the building. We had to stop however, because just before we got to 15th St., there were two trees in pots on the sidewalk and we had to stop rather than driving on the grassy area. Jim got out of the car to move the pots and as he did, a woman came out of the building doorway with a laundry basket full of dirty laundry and wanted to enter the laundry room which was a closed door behind the open door. This was a problem and the car was in the way, so I got out of the car and moved it over so she could adjust the door situation and enter the laundryroom. Now there were two open doors and a man came out of the first door to see what was going on. He was rather like a supervisor type person. He resembled Jimmy a shorter black man who worked for me on Highland Ave. earlier on. More and more people began to appear and I realized that this was a large apartment building and many people were coming out to do their laundry and Jimmy the supervisor man was opening more and more laundry room doors along the "Way. " Our car was now a bicycle and my husband Jim went around the corner onto 15th St. to scout the area as he wanted to show me some of the old buildings in the area. Meanwhile, I had to wheel the bicycle after him and when I came to the 15th St. end of this "Way", there was a steep stairway going down to the street. (This is not normal for the area in real life) There was actually two stairways side by side, an 'up' stairway and a 'down' stairway. I had to duck under a huge pipe that was overhead and accidentally dropped the bicycle down the stairs ahead of me. It crashed loudly at the bottom of the stairs and I just knew it was probably broken. At the bottom of the stairs, an old black woman picked up some of the pieces and brought them up the other stairway. She told me her name was Gertrude and that she would put the pieces of the broken bicycle in the hallway which the "Way' had now turned into. She said she had two rods and a hatchet and would lean them against the wall. I thanked her and went to pick up what was left of the bicycle. I found a copper wire spring that was in a loose spiral (similar to a slinky), and I saw a structure that looked like a transit from which sightings are made by engineers to exactly measure distance and lines, and a couple of nondescript pieces of metal. But I needed the parts of the bicycle Gertrude had picked up to attach them to. So I went back up the stairway and now found myself in a maze of hallways, all of which had open doors into laundry rooms which seemed to be everywhere. Jimmy, the supervisor was everywhere also ... doing his supervising, but Gertrude was nowhere to be found and I was finding metal and cloth pieces of 'things' laying against the walls everywhere. I told Jimmy about Gertrude and he said he would help me determine where my two rods and the hatchet were, but we weren't having much luck. I thought I spotted two bicycle wheels but they turned out to be silver garbage can lids, so that didn't help. I put those aside and kept looking for my rods and hatchet. Meanwhile, tables piled with old clothing appeared outside the laundry rooms and there was stuff everywhere. Jimmy was eyeing some blue cloth on one of the tables and I somehow felt that I owned it because of my lost bicycle pieces and I was accumulating 'stuff' to replace the lost bicycle parts. I picked up as much as I could carry and went back down the stairs to where the rest of the broken bicycle parts were, which was now a more broken, and what had been the transit was now all in pieces and all I could see of it was the top pedestal on which the transit sits and four loose legs, and a pile of 'stuff'. It seems that my ex-husband Jim had gone home to get another car ... a station wagon ... to haul the 'stuff' home. I went back and made another trip to find the lost bicycle parts and picked up more stuff and returned to where the car was on the last trip and discovered that Jim had moved the car farther away. So, the trip was longer this time, but I noted that he hadn't picked up all the 'stuff' from the first pile and laying on the ground was strewn a long line of toy cowboys and Indians, all laying on their sides like they were dead. I deposited my 'stuff' on a long table that Jim had set up by the car to accumulate bicycle parts on. I don't know if he was trying to reassemble the bicycle, but he sure was accumulating 'stuff'. I went back to the building to look for the rods and hatchet again, and when I went to the laundry rooms along the 'Way' I was now in the land of the giants. These guys were all wearing bluejeans and shirts but they were all 9 to 10 feet tall and could barely stand up in the laundry rooms. In one laundry room, I was pleased to note that the people who lived in the building were writing down their favorite web site urls so others could go to them also. I seemed to recognize a couple of them. One particularly friends giant of a guy was expounding on themes that sounded like he might like my own web site, so I told him that I was the webmaster of Dreams of the Great Earthchanges and that the url was 'greatdreams.com'. He was all smiles and thanked me for telling him. I went back out into the hallway and Jimmy was bringing out a new fresh batch of bluejeans and laying them down on a blue sheet in the 'Way' for others to choose from. Talk about giants ... the waist sizes on these jeans had to be at least 56 inches across and more. Guys coming along the 'Way' were thrilled to see that there was clothing to fit them too and were picking up these bluejeans and trying them on for size. I woke up at this point ... feeling exhausted and thought I had been asleep so long it was probably about 4 p.m. I was surprised to look at the clock and see that it wasn't even 11 o'clock yet. But I was soooo tired.
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| Another Magic Carpet Ride: 12-23-98 - DREAM - I was standing on top of a high hill in the dark with a younger woman. Off in the distance, I could see traffic coming into the city from two different directions...from the Northwest and from the West. The strings of car lights were so pretty seen from the distance. As the two streams of cars came toward each other, they merged at a specific point and became one larger string and came into the city.The girl and I were going in the opposite direction. She wanted to know which road we were going to take. I told her we didn't have to make that decision until we reached Highway 16. Then we could decide. She was behind me like we were standing on a magic carpet. She was not really close to me but was standing on the carpet. The carpet rose in the air like a magic carpet. We started moving forward. The freeway entrance was just ahead. I made sure she was ready and the carpet started moving along the highway faster and faster as we swooped down into the darkness towards the strings of lights coming out way. It was an exhilarating ride swooping along the road...fast through the darkness. There were no other cars on the road going this way with us. Finally we had to reach the point of decision and headed towards the Northwest. On and on we went and I could feel the carpet stretched out behind me almost like superman's cape. Finally we reached the destination and I felt the carpet shortening behind me. When I stopped totally, the carpet felt like a belt around my waist. I turned around to speak to the other woman and she was not there. I wondered then if she had ever begun the trip with me at all. I had not seen her since the carpet began to move and for all I know she may be standing on the hill, still waiting to make her decision. At this point I was in a city that had a Middle Eastern feel to it, like bricks made of Adobe or brick of multicolored brown, reddish, and yellow clay. Then I was looking at a computer screen and on it was an animated Santa Claus which also had a Middle Eastern uniform on and a big moustache and he showed me the title of the page with 16 lines beneath it. It was 'The 16 Points of Peace.' Definitions: Dreaming that you are riding a magic carpet indicates that you are overcoming your obstacles and physical limitations. Dreaming of vehicles represent the self. If you dream you are driving, you are in control of your life. If you dream that someone else is driving and you are the passenger, then the other person is controlling your life.
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