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Tom Arnold

Here are the other OBEs I had this morning. I will say that most of these occurred from 5am to 6am and I got up twice in between to check on my baby. The entire time I was sleeping I was either in-between or in astral and was being instructed by a guide.

OBE#2: Football Field

I was instructed to focus on my heart when I asked why I could not maintain astral. So that is what I did.

I again went downstairs. This time there was light in sporadic places. I glided toward the kitchen and the back door. I attempted to open it and then just went through it.

Outside the air was crisp but it was dark. I saw a fence and approached it because I saw a light glowing in the distance. It resembled the stadium lights of a football field.

I went to the top of the fence to look and saw that the football field shifted into what looked like a zoo with a large lake. I wanted to go there and tried to fly toward it. But my feet were stuck to the top of the fence. I tried many times to get free but couldn’t.

Then I had an idea. I would use the fence as a catapult! So I did and flung myself backward and up, up, up. It felt as if I were being sucked up into the sky. I could not stop it and so closed my eyes.

OBE#3: Tom Arnold

I awoke again frustrated and wondering what I was doing wrong. There was a series of mini-OBEs here intermingled with discussion with a guide. In between each short OBE was a moving title telling me what step was next. It was written in cursive, pink letters and had a dark pink background.

The third title said something about vibrations but I cannot remember it now. I felt vibrations only slightly and then it was black, like I fell asleep, but I awoke instantly while in the process of exiting my body. I had a round object in my hand. When I sat up and got out of my body, I knew it was an egg.

I glided downstairs and it was brighter than the previous times. I threw the egg forcefully at the wall and heard it go “pop”. I was talking to my guide in my head at the time but I don’t remember what was said.

I went again to the place where my son was sleeping. I found him looking like a little cherub and sound asleep. I was relieved and knew he was better. I leaned down and kissed him and said to my companion that I was so glad he was better. Then I wondered aloud what I was doing wrong.

A voice answered from behind me. I don’t remember now what it said, something about using my heart. The voice was not in my head and clear as day. It was a man’s voice. I immediately turned around and asked, “Where are you?” He replied, “Over here”. I saw a brightly lit kitchen. It had a golden glow and there was a counter between me and the main kitchen area.

I went toward it and asked, “Where? I don’t see you? Are you hiding?”

He said, “I’m here. Look over here”.

I wondered if he was invisible because I saw no one.

When I got to the counter top I stopped and still did not see him. I got on my tiptoes and looked down. A man’s head was clear as day and it gave me a bit of a shock. I said, “Oh! There you are!”

A man with thick silver hair stood up. He was all smiles. My vision was very clear, which surprised me. I kept thinking he would disappear so I really took the time to inspect his face.

He resembled my Dad but he wasn’t him. He was probably in his 40s, with a long face. He was also dressed in a silver, gray suit and tie. Very professional-looking.

He smiled the whole time I stared at him. I said to him, “I know you” but I really could not place him. He replied, “I know you“.

I then saw what looked like a push pin sticking out of his head but then it also looked like a small, house fly. I said to him, “Why do you have a pin er bug in your hair?”

He smiled bigger and made a motion toward my face and said, “What’s in your eye?”

I felt a sting in my right eye and said, “Ow! Why’d you do that?”

I knew he had poked my eye. It threw me and I didn’t know what to do next. I went back to my body.

When I came back to my body I was, of course, thinking of the encounter. I knew he was a guide and I was mad at myself for not asking him more questions! His personality was familiar to what I had encountered earlier that night in my normal reflective time, but I did not know who he was. So I asked, “What’s your name?” I heard, “T…Arnold” and thought, Tom? Arnold? Tom Arnold?

I knew he was joking. Tom Arnold is a comedian. So must he be. I then asked why he did what he did. He said, “You saw me, right?”

I said, “Yes”.

“And you heard me”.

“Yes”.

“And you felt me poke you”.

“Yes”, I said.

And it dawned on me. That was the whole purpose of the encounter – for me to experience seeing, hearing and feeling vividly and without losing my hold on the reality I was in.

Bravo!

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Healing My Baby in Astral

Last night was rough. My baby was sick all day and then through the night with the stomach flu. My husband took first watch. I woke up at 1am for the second watch. Baby was feeling horrible and not eating or drinking. I was worried sick. I got him to drink some water and then later gave him a bottle with rice cereal since he didn’t throw up the water. Then he fell asleep but I could not sleep because of worry.

Screaming Baby and Fighting Dogs

I finally began to drift in and out of sleep around 4am. I kept being woken up by sounds. The first was of a crying baby. It was one of those terror-filled cries and I jolted awake listening for my baby. The other sound was of dogs barking hysterically and there was a vague image in my mind of dogs fighting. This also jolted me awake.

I knew these odd sounds were typical signs of approaching astral. I thought, “I am going to astral tonight”. But then I could not sleep.

Broken Kitchen Sink

I found myself in a dream that quickly turned lucid.

I was inside a house holding my baby. Oddly, the baby was female and not male. There was a woman, my neighbor, who was there and I knew she owned the house. She was in the kitchen and I stayed to the side floating up near the corner. A man came inside and looked at me like, “Who are you” and he and the woman and her daughter left.

I went to the sink and was using it as normal. The sink seemed to suddenly fill up with water. Was it clogged? What was wrong? I turned off the faucet but water kept pouring into the sink. Where was it coming from? I checked the dishwasher. Nothing. I went back to the sink and it still was full and getting fuller.

That was when I discovered that it was raining! Inside the house! I was also getting wet and could feel the drops as they hit my skin. Suddenly realizing it was a dream I shouted, “This is a dream! I want out! I want out!”

I woke up still feeling the rain on my skin. I didn’t know why I asked to get out except that I was worried about my baby.

OBE: Healing My Baby in Astral

I had more OBEs than I can count right now. Most are short so I won’t include them. I will say that I was talking with a guide while attempting these OBEs and asking him to help me be better at staying OOB.

The first long OBE occurred after two short ones that were stifled by low energy.

I sat up out of my body and floated up into a dark room.

I made my way downstairs, seeking out my son. My intent was to heal him.

I found him sleeping and checked on him. He was sleeping and okay. I then stood back and said, “He is green! He is blue! He is blue! He is green!” I don’t know why I said this but when I said it the bundle that was him glowed with color. The entire time my intent was to heal him and the colors, for me, are associated with different types of healing.

Then my daughter ran down the stairs yelling something and distracted me. She went out the front door and I went back into my body.

The other OBEs will be in another post. For this one, I will say that I have never attempted to heal anyone in astral like this. I once touched a woman’s face to erase a scar, but that is it. I am pleased that my baby is better this morning. Perhaps my healing worked?

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Sleeping with Satan

Yesterday I started out the day with very high energy and then by mid-afternoon I was hit with a slight headache and an intense tiredness. I took my two oldest for a walk and this brightened up my mood significantly, but I still crashed last night. I ended up sleeping 11 hours!

Sleeping with Satan

Most of my dreams last night involved some kind of root and second chakra stimulation. Surprisingly, I was not awakened when this occurred but I recall one dream in vivid detail.

In the dream I was not interested in sex with this man but I ended up doing as he wished because I felt I had no other choice. I was not scared or intimidated and the feeling was not ominous at all. Instead it was more of a feeling that I had to do it as part of a process. I suspect the individual resembled Satan because of my reaction to what he wanted me to do.

I do not actually remember having sex with Satan either nor do I actually recall seeing him. I recall a discussion and then a my chakras being activated to intense pleasure. Then I could not shut down the chakras. It was like they had a mind of their own.

When the chakras finally settled the dream resumed. I found myself in a cemetery standing next to an iron fence. The satanic looking man was telling another man where to bury parts of a body. The other man was taking a golden helmet that was scratched and well worn and putting it inside another grave. They were burying body parts in old graves and I watched as a man dug a small hole, opened up the casket and put something in.

I looked at the ceiling high wrought iron fencing and outside of it was a mother, daughter and another woman leaving the cemetery. They were grieving and as I watched I thought of helping them by passing on a message from the woman who they had lost. I decided not to tell them and recall thinking I would probably be wrong anyway. I began to cry for them and for myself.

I again had root and second chakra activity that pulled me away from the scene for a time. When I re-entered the scene I was still standing next to the fence and removing a silver necklace from my neck. I placed it on the wall to get later. When I came back to get it, someone had messed with it and the chain was knotted and very long. The corrugated quartz pendant was also missing. I fiddled with it for some time but it separated and I could not get it to fit. I found the pendant, though.

A man came up to me to help and I explained what happened. He said he liked the type of chain it was and when I looked at it the silver chain had turned into multiple large loops. It was quite pretty.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAInterpretation

This dreams seems to be mostly related to my chakras being activated. I associated the process with something “bad” and so it created the “Satan” character.

The cemetery symbolizes the end of a habit, behavior and/or a rebirth. It can also represent sadness. A corpse also represents a part of someone that has “died”. Because I was thinking of mediumship my interpretation of this scene of the dream is that I am leaving behind that aspect of myself. Upon considering this I realized that I may never do a mediumship reading again. This saddened me but then I knew that it will be replaced with ascension counseling – speaking to the guides and Higher Selves of people struggling through the changes associated with ascension in order to explain the current transformation process the individual is experiencing.

The helmet symbolizes protection and guarded thoughts. The broken necklace indicates that I need to listen to my heart rather than let my judgement be clouded by my emotions. Since it is repaired and I am shown a better version of it indicates this situation will be repaired.The crystal represents the Higher Self and it is preserved and not lost, indicating that I should listen to that part of myself.

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Root, Heart and Head

I had a busy night last night.

Marrying the Enemy

The dream began in the mountains along a narrow road. The view of the valley below was spectacular but it was soon noticeable to me that there were cats everywhere! There were more cats than I could count and they were all different colors. At first I was wary of them but a man approached me and assured me they were harmless. I recall seeing them in vivid detail and thinking they were out of place.

The man was very handsome. He was my height with medium length brown hair, brown eyes and golden skin. He was wearing a tan, leather tunic that matched his skin and was tied with a dark brown belt. We talked for a while, discussing a feud that had been raging between two families. As we talked, I recognized the battle was between my side and his side.

I confronted him asking, “Why did you surrender? Now I have to marry you.” I mentioned that I was too old to be married. I felt ashamed.

Then I was wearing a long, flowing and lacy white wedding gown. I could see myself from outside of myself and a lace veil was covering my face revealing only my eyes. I was crying and the man said to me, “If you cry, I cry”. I saw tears in his brown eyes.

He then said, “We will stop here then” and he cradled me in his arms and we fell to the ground.

I was overcome with the complete relief that comes with surrender. My root and second chakras lit up and energy expanded outward. I felt safe.

Then I was walking with the man and we came upon a woman laying completely naked in the snow. She was lovely with long, blonde hair, blue eyes and creamy skin. Her breasts were poking up above the light powdering of snow that surrounded and partially hid her nakedness.

She spoke to us saying that she wanted to be with my husband. I did not deny her this and looked to my new husband. I remember looking at her and finding her very beautiful. My husband and I became one at this point in the dream and I seemed to become both male and female.

lotusRoot, Heart and Head

I awoke overcome with a strong surging in my root and second chakras. I recalled this previously occurring in the dream and allowed the energy to expand, reveling in it. With it came a rigorous back and forth shaking vibration which I partially ignored because I felt so loved and accepted, as if all my previous fears and mistrust of others melted away.

I remained awake as the energy surged through me and the strange vibrations continued. The energy seemed to skip my third chakra entirely, lighting up my heart chakra which became so full it felt as if it would explode out of my chest. I felt so much love that I wanted to cry. I heard my guide say to me, “You are beautiful”.

As the energy in my heart subsided I became aware of a massive amount of healing energy covering and going through my chest from the back. It expanded to cover my entire back and for a moment I became confused about which side was my front and which was my back. They seemed to be the same.

I felt at the same time an energy expanding from deep within my brain. It felt to originate from the very center, right behind my third eye and nose. It expanded until it hit my ears and then shot down the back of my neck and up to my crown. It did not fill my entire head, completely missing the areas behind my cheeks and my forehead.

Within my head the strange horizontal vibrations started up and remained constant. With them came a sound similar to the sound of an idling truck, it was a low rumbling with a higher pitched ticking.

I lay in the energy and vibrations for some time and if I became overly alert I heard my guide remind me to relax.

Moving Out

I must have dozed because all of a sudden I was entering a vacant apartment. I was aware that movers had just been there. There was a bare bed in the center of the room, a side table and a few odd objects. The objects were an alarm clock without its cord which sat in the middle of the bed; a small, white animal statue that I knew contained animal oil; and a pair of boy’s underwear that were blue and white.

I remember commenting about each of the objects. The man from my previous dream was there answering my questions. He said the clock was mine, that I left it. I understood that it symbolized time travel and was related to my previous dream and my exploration of past lives. I do not remember what he said about the other two items. I believe the underwear symbolized my children and the oil symbolized sexuality and sensuality.

The man confirmed that we were moving out. We were done here. This woke me up.

I immediately knew this dream was good. I felt so relaxed and wonderful, as if the weight of a thousand worlds had been lifted from my shoulders.

I then questioned the energy grid memory and was told my energy was being mapped. I understood it to be a good thing related to healing and so did not ask any more questions. Then I heard, “Your dreams are your heart sifting through the past”.

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Dr. Who

No this post isn’t about the television show, its about a dream. 🙂

Dr. Who

I thought I had forgotten this dream. Guess not!

The dream began in a cafeteria at a college. The tables were full of loud and talkative college students. I was with them and talking to a woman. I don’t remember all the conversations I had now, but I do recall that I was considering befriending a girl but was concerned that she was a lesbian.

I recall talking to one man in particular about how he should not drink alcohol during the day. He laughed along with his buddies and they continued to drink, sneaking it into their drinks.

At one point I was speaking to a woman about a test. She handed me the answer key and I saw the test in detail. It was fill-in-the-blank and all the blanks were filled in with the answer, “Dr. Who”. I remember thinking it odd that it said, “Dr. Who” and I pointed it out to her saying, “Did you know that it says Dr. Who in all the blanks? Shouldn’t it say Dr. Oz or Dr. Ott?” She thanked me for telling her but I stood there for some time confused about the answer, “Dr. Who”.

I then walked to class with a girl. I recall walking down large, stone stairs alongside other students and heading toward a reddish-brown brick building. I saw on the plaque the building number. It said, “3” and below the number was “Tres”. I said to my friend, “This is building 3” and she said, “Good. This is the one”.

We walked inside and it seemed more like the waiting area of a doctor’s office than a college auditorium or even a college building. There were cushy chairs placed in clusters around the room; tall, potted plants; a receptionist area; and lots of wide, open space. The color of the carpet was a golden yellow color and the furniture was a deep, warm brown color.

I instantly relaxed when I entered the room and said, “Good. This is more like it. These people are much more serious”. I remember thinking that it suited me more than the cafeteria where the students seemed disinterested in learning and more interested in staying drunk and partying non-stop. I recall thinking that they were trying to avoid life.

Reflection

When I awoke, the first thing I remembered was the odd test and “Dr. Who”. Could it be that I was discussing time travel with my guides in the dream? Or was it representative of an actual doctor because I started saying other doctor’s names? It might be since when I went to “building 3” it was more like a doctor’s office than a classroom.

I want to say the dream is attempting to help me with the questions I had prior to sleep: If I leave this job, then what? I have always known I am here to help and in the television show that is what Dr. Who was doing, too. Or maybe it is more literal and I am in the process of healing and going to the doctor as part of my learning. This could also be true since I have been digging around in my past lives lately.

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Shark Bait

Last night was once again full of vivid dreams. Unfortunately, I did not write them all down and now I wish I had. The day erased my memory of most of them.

Shark Bait

The one dream I do recall is interesting. What I remember the most about it is being with two people, both men. We are in front of a large, white ship. On the side of the ship is a floatation device like you would see in the movies. I was pure white and had “Safety Device” written on it.

One man grabbed the device. The next thing I know we are all three floating in the water with the huge white ship next to us. I am happy that we are safe. I also notice that me and the two men are encapsulated in white tubes and the floatation device is gone.

It is then that I notice the man in the middle has bright red blood spilling out below him in the water. I immediately knew that he had stabbed himself purposefully and I think, “We are shark bait”.

The dream ended there.

Interpretation

Upon waking I immediately thought that my feelings of security may be false as indicated by the safety floatation device being no good at helping me with another problem – the betrayal of my friend and the impending attack by a shark.

It is interesting to me that this dream came right after the grid memory which caused me some concern. I was also encapsulated by a white tube that came all the way up to my shoulders and went down past my feet. I wonder if the tube in the dream is symbolic of the grid I recalled being covered in.

Blood in dreams represents life, love, passion and disappointments. Sharks can represents feelings of anger and resentment or can also represent an aspect of the self that is unwanted or undesired. In this case, I feel the shark is something that will consume me, so it could be that I fear my negative reaction.

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1950

Today in session I went back to the year 1950. I have been to the particular life before but not this specific memory.

Electroshock Therapy (ECT)

When I touched on this memory the first time I was hit with such a panic in my chest that I lost my breath. At the same instant I knew I had ECT and it was the source of the panic.

Upon further inspection, I was able to see quite a bit of the entire treatment series from the moment I came into the room to the moment I left it. The room had a large, double-sided glass viewing area behind which stood an odd-looking chair with straps on it. It reminded me first of a dentist chair but I knew it was not one. There were two male doctors wearing traditional scrubs and masks and a female nurse who ushered me in.

The nurse wheeled me into the reception area and spoke to me, telling me it would be okay, not to be nervous and that it would not hurt. Then one of the male doctors approached me with paperwork and asked me to sign, explaining he had to have my consent. My mind was very confused and chaotic at the time. All I recall thinking is that I was insane and then contradicting that thought with the opposite thought. I recall seeing myself sign the sheet. I could see a large J or looped L in my name.

I then saw them do something with my wrist/hand. I thought I was also stamped or ID’d but I am not sure.

When I got into the chair they placed something over my eyes and the doctor to my right told me to relax. I felt pressure on my temples, more on my right than my left.

The next thing I recall is a very bright white flash. It was then that I left my body.

I spent the next minutes outside my body hovering over it and watching the scene with interest. I felt very detached from my body. I knew it was mine but I did not care much about it. I saw that I had blue colored goggles or something over my eyes, was wearing a hospital gown and had something over my feet. I was also strapped securely into the chair. I saw the man on my left standing over a machine that was gray in color with a black knob. I also saw the grayish colored stone of the room and the tile ceilings. There was various wires around my body as well and what I think might have been an IV bag.

I heard the man on my right say, “Are you okay?” and I was back in my body. I felt very confused and disoriented. I could not remember who I was or where I was. The feeling was not scary at first but then it was, especially as I began to feel my body. I had sensations in my present body of being very hot and wanting to clench my teeth. I also had the odd sensation that my teeth were made of wood and solid. The hot sensations eventually passed after I went through the life a number of times in order to find all the details.

After the procedure was done, they had me stand and then sit in the wheelchair. They asked me questions I could not answer and I was told it would be okay several times. I remember feeling very mentally dull but it was clear that my disorganized thoughts were gone. In fact, almost all thinking was gone. I was very sad afterward, thinking, “It didn’t work” over and over.

I knew prior to the ECT that I had been suffering from major depression to the point of catatonia. I had suffered greatly at the hands of my abusive husband. I eventually lost it when he began to beat our daughter and I met him at our front door with a rifle of some sort and shot him in the shoulder. He did not die but you can imagine the trauma that came of it, especially since I was a Black woman in the South.

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Energy Grid

Yesterday I decided that I will not stay at my current job. I am done accepting situations that I do not agree with or that are not ideal in my world. My job is not bad but the system that created it is. I wish to disconnect myself from a system that suppresses individuals.

As I went to sleep last night I asked to received assistance in determining my next course of action. I accept the feelings I have been having about my career and know what I don’t want in my life more now than ever. But what do I want? I understand that part of the process of learning what one wants is to experience enough of life to know what they don’t want. I am comfortable with the process now more than ever. I am told I will be shown what is next and I felt the truth of it so strong that I was overcome with tears. I know it will be that way and I am fully accepting of whatever is next on my agenda.

Energy Grid

Like so many nights since the birth of my son, I fell asleep while meditating. I was awakened by my son’s cries and got up to help my husband tend to him. When I lay back down I could not remember what I had been dreaming about. When I searched my memory I got a very strong impression that has me wondering about its significance.

I experienced myself as both in my body on the bed and outside my body as an observer. There was a male entity in the room who was dark and fluid in his movements. I did not sense anything negative about him.

This man moved from one side of my physical body to the other very quickly. He did not go around but over my body and as he did he wove what I can only describe as an energy web across my body. It was white and shimmery like a spider’s web with dew on it, yet it looked like a net more than a web made up of identical square boxes. When I questioned what it was, I heard “grid”.

The color of this grid changed from white to green and it reminded me of a security blanket of some sort. I am not sure what its purpose is but I felt very strongly at the time that it was meant to keep me in my body for a certain amount of time.

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1997

I am finding it harder and harder to follow others communications regarding ascension. I honestly have not felt a part of this current ascension wave from the beginning but since I was experiencing kundalini again, I figured I must be.

I finally just meditated upon it, asking simply, “Am I part of the current ascension wave”. I got a distinct and resonating “No”.

I was/am not surprised. I think I knew it all along.

1997

So what wave am I a part of?

The answer was immediate as well: 1997.

Wow. I was so young then, only three years out of high school and getting married for the first time. A baby, really.

I always assumed my awakening was in 2003 because that is when my world was turned upside down. However, now that I think about it, there were many events prior to that which suggested much, much more had been going on prior to 2003.

What happened? Nothing mind-blowing, really. I met my ex-husband and, although I liked him and did love him I knew instantly that he was not the “one”. I recall having a conversation with myself about it, actually. This would have been in the Spring of 1997. I knew instantly that I would have to wait a very long time before meeting the “one” (this is what I called my current husband at the time). When I wondered when I would meet the “one” I knew it would not be until I was in my 30s. To an 18-year-old that is a painfully long wait. So I chose to marry my ex, knowing fully that I would not be with him “til death do us part”. It was not an easy decision.

I had vivid dreams the entire time I was married and recall continuing to have conversations with “myself” as I suffered through our time together. The knowingness I had back then was as strong as it is now. It is odd to think back to that time because when I remember the conversations I had with myself, all that is left is a strong knowing that I had agreed prior to this life to be with my ex, to serve a specific purpose while with him and to learn my own, difficult lessons.

Other Differences

There are other aspects of my own experiences which do not go along with what I read of the experiences of others who are ascending now.

  • Spirit Guided Ascension – My guide experiences are surreal and mind blowing. I have met few who have the relationship with their guides that I do. As far as I can tell, it is not a normal ascension experience to have your guide bring you “in-between” and tell you what is to come or have conversations with you.
  • Instantaneous Spiritual Ability – And when I say “instantaneous” I mean it! I did not need to learn how to use my gifts, I just knew how to use them as if I had been using them my entire life. I did not have to take a class or have a mentor, unless you count my guides and “astral classes”. 🙂 I have yet to find anyone who came into their gifts mid-life like I did. Most were either born with their gifts or were taught or developed them over time.
  • OBEs – My ascension experience is very much interconnected with leaving my body. There are few (can only think of one right now) who has established a similar connection. Even in the early days, when I did mediumship readings in spiritual chatrooms, it was not common to find individuals openly discussing their astral adventures.
  • Remembering – I am aware of the mile makers in my life and have been since a very early age. What I mean by this is that I remember the major aspects of my life plan. I don’t remember them all, of course, but I was always able to look ahead at specific things and see or be told what would come. I find it amazing still that I knew about my future daughter from my early teens and had her name picked out by my junior year in high school. I have since seen my husbands, other children (even though I denied the third), deaths of family members, career changes, major moves, past lives and between lives.

There are likely more differences but for now these are the main ones. I am not trying to make myself look better by pointing these out. My Ego is in check. I am merely trying to determine why I am feeling the way I am feeling towards the ascension “movement” that is so popular. As an answer, I was shown these differences and asked to consider them. Perhaps I am in a different “group” whose members I have yet to meet? That seems likely. I have met one other person (you know who you are) who I feel may be part of this unique group. I hope soon to meet the other members. If not, I am fine on my own. I like being alone (never thought I would say that! ha!).

Finally, I may just not know of others who have experienced the shift in consciousness like I have. It is very possible that there are others who have had all the above similar experiences. If you are one of them, I would love to hear form you.

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Butchering Hogs

Last night was a night of odd and disturbing dreams.

Hemorrhagic Fever

I was on a school bus with a group of people. It was stopped suddenly and we were stranded for a long time. I believe for a number of months. As I waited on the bus I saw people get ill one by one. Vividly I saw them bleed out of their eyes, nose, mouth and ears. Some were vomiting blood.

I watched in horror as they died one by one. I did not get sick.

A year passed and the world was in disarray. I hid out in water, going under the surface whenever someone approached. I had left the bus and the death behind me and stayed in the safety of the water, using it to move from place to place. I recall being in the otter exhibit at the local zoo, noting that the water was now unclear.

When I awoke I felt this dream to be an omen of things to come and struggled to free myself of the dream and come back into reality after waking.

Butchering Hogs

I found myself in a field walking toward a large, white mansion with pillars. It was so large that I actually felt it was not of this Earth as it rose high into the sky like a skyscraper.

On the porch of the mansion there were people gathered and food was set out. Discussion was going on about a hog that would be butchered soon in front of all. I was concerned about this and did not want to be there when it happened. They said they were going to slice it first horizontally and then vertically. I asked, “Aren’t you just going to slit its throat”. They said, “No”. This horrified me for I knew it would suffer. As they brought out the large, pink animal I set off across the field to get as far away from it as possible.

As I walked I put my hands over my ears but could still hear the screaming of the animal. It sounded like a human and I shivered.

I came upon a man who was also walking away. He had a pig of his own and I related to him. I heard someone tell him, “If you leave now you can save your pig”.

Then the dream shifted and I was inside another building that resembled a hospital lab. Very thin specimen sheets had been cut of the pig and were being given to me. I held in front of me this paper thin part of the mid-section of “my” pig.

I watched as a woman and her daughter were given their pig in big chunks to be eaten. Then I gathered up the chunks of my own pig and prepared to cook it. I gave half of the pig to charity, though, saying I wanted it to “do some good for someone else”.

I put the pig on a set table along with other food items. It was very obvious that half the pig “pie” was missing. The people who had been at the mansion came to visit and I allowed them to join me, giving them some fried chicken. It felt as if I had made peace with them. I never ate the pig.

Note: Although I called it a “pig” in the dream, it was very obviously a “hog” as it was as large as a small horse!

Hogs symbolize abundance and can also indicate one is “hogging” everything. I believe this is true for my dream as I gave half of my “abundance” to charity.