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The Great Awakening
So much material yesterday!!! and on into the night... working thru in my head...
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but it seems i have help... as while lying there mulling it all over... at one point i noticed a woman off in the distance... in very slow motion... she flung an object toward me... it coming my way... floating as if in a slow motion film... as how an object moves forward with constant speed in the vacuum of space without gravity deviating its path... seeing it with my eyes floating directly toward my face... looking familiar now as to what it is... getting slightly bigger and bigger with each passing second to see with my eyes... as it floats closer and closer... looking like a small compact disk drive... the kind that holds so many gigabytes of information... such as pictures and words and videos and emotions and directions and insights... and tells me about that which i didn't know before... the disk drive arriving to between my eyes... after which i don't remember any more about it... but it came to me in such a slow and perfect and peaceful and graceful flow from her... that i was marveling even as it was happening that such a thing could happen to me...
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My memory seems to be coming back now, at least partially. I believe my condition has now peaked, turned around and I am now on the mend. I have had this nagging cough for better than a week, it coming at odd times attempting to get my body to cough up something from down deep but when I try I just can't seem to get it out. It has been most frustrating. I would have coughing fits and worse sometimes when laughing at one of my favorite television shows, 'Mike and Molly', a coughing fit plus hearty laughing would propel me into such a state that I thought I was going to pass out. I remember back a few months ago when I had a dream. In the dream I seemed to be told not to take liquid cough medicine as it would not be good with blood pressure medicine. I certainly wondered why I was being cautioned about this but by now I have come to trust in what I dream and I most certainly listen to my dreams, at least to the extent that I can understand what they might mean. But my coughing fits were getting worse, my wife even suggesting I need to go see a doctor. I dismissed that suggestion instead deciding to ride it out and take some cough medicine in spite of what my dream had told me. In the middle of the night it hit me: what the dream was about. It was not about avoiding taking cough medicine, instead it was about making coughing stand out to me and be brought to my attention so that I would later remember the dream. For I also realized that these coughing fits were my body's way to symbolically try to get rid of something that needed to be 'coughed out'. Amazingly almost as soon as I realized this I felt a little better. It felt as if this was a turning point, and my body began to relax more and I didn't cough so much. But what was it that my body was trying to get out into the open? Ah... now I began to understand as I recalled an almost mystical experience earlier in the day which was a most astounding one: "... I walked into Hy-Vee for breakfast this morning... am beginning to get an inkling of where this is all going... as if in confirmation as soon as I entered the grocery store... a quiet flood of radiance seemed to envelop all that I looked upon around me... the store appeared a little brighter than usual... the skin tones of the people especially the women were very warm and inviting and soft... as I ordered breakfast from the counter then walked back to my table after picking up silverware and other items... I felt a calmness all over me... not excitement at what I was beginning to come to know... but a calmness and softness that this could possibly be... I was amazed at my calmness and that it was not causing me to be excited at such a possibility... I sat down and soon breakfast arrived... I read over the morning paper but really couldn't focus much on that... I noticed good feelings around my heart area... I didn't take long to eat realizing the implications of what I was coming to know and understand... and as I was beginning to get ready to leave... I noticed that my body was beginning to approach near trembling... and my breathing was becoming accelerated... as if my body itself was now realizing the implications of what I myself am slowly becoming aware of... this bodily excitement persisted as I stopped the car at the Hy-Vee gas pump and filled the tank... walked inside the station office and paid for it... then drove over to the Wal-Mart Super Center across on the north side of the street from the Hy-Vee... when I entered Wal-Mart the bodily excitement and accelerated breathing had mostly abated by then... and I was able to slowly walk around a little inside the store and get a box of cat litter..."
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...months ago I had a dream - perhaps it was in the spring... I was standing in front of what seemed to be a bed with a person's figure lying there apparently asleep... I found myself listening to someone who presumably was the person lying prone in front of me... as if it were a spirit of that person talking to me... I knew this person from the voice as soon as I heard it... it was my youngest daughter, Elizabeth... I only heard the voice, never saw her... she said "I am going to get married Poppy Week-end. It will be in the Gypsy Wedding Style"... then the dream was over... so I googled "Poppy Weekend" and variations of "poppy"... eventually I evaluated it to be referring to: "Remembrance Day (also known as Poppy Day, Armistice Day or Veterans Day) is a memorial day observed in Commonwealth countries to remember the members of their armed forces who have died on duty since World War I. This day, or alternative dates, are also recognized as special days for war remembrances in many non-Commonwealth countries. Remembrance Day is observed on 11 November to recall the official end of World War I on that date in 1918, as the major hostilities of World War I were formally ended "at the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month" of 1918 with the German signing of the Armistice. (Note that "at the 11th hour", refers to the passing of the 11th hour, or 11:00 a.m.)" In other words Remembrance Day or Armistice Day or Veterans Day i.e. 11 November... now I'm assuming that "Poppy Weekend" would refer to the first upcoming weekend in which 11 November is observed on the weekend (i.e. Saturday or Sunday)... so I googled a calendar calculator and found one with which I was able to identify that as: November 11, 2012, is on a Sunday... About the "Gypsy Wedding Style" event to be held off in the future a ways on 11 November perhaps at the 11th hour, 11th minute.. of the 11th day (i.e. just before noon) on the next upcoming Poppy Weekend... realizing Angel Elizabeth had told me this in this past spring it being reinforced by hair-flowered Angel Becki singing her beautiful "Dream a Little Dream" while playing her most sweet sounding ukulele for us... oh this is going to be such a lovely "Gypsy Wedding Style" indeed... as I can SEE it already... and hEAR it already, as well... come join us for this wonderful marriage of the material and the non-material... of the earthly and the angelic beings... do join us... and don't forget "I'll Be There"!!!.. for everyone that wants to come, and is READY to move forward, is invited...
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