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  Category Created Owner Title of the Dream ascendingdescending Picture 1
add to favorites DreamBase 2.0 2015-04-01 kimspirit continued...
No Picture
No Mission
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Per my notes, regarding last night's dream-experience, I forgot to include this: I kept seeing a white calendar page, black lettering, with the number "3rd" highlighted in red, rather than "3", not sure of month at all, but it appeared to start with a J. Not sure. This calendar page kept appearing in the dream as I was pondering where I'd placed my passport papers.
Has Not Come True
Travel
add to favorites DreamBase 2.0 2015-04-01 kimspirit More visits from those who have passed...
No Picture
No Mission
none.
My mother (crossed over 2009) and I were checking into a resort hotel (constant theme). After unpacking (constant theme), we went into a Las Vegas casino. She sat down and began to play quarters (constant casino theme throughout my dreams). I played one machine, then, another, until settling upon a third machine. I hit for $1,000 or 4,000 quarters. I was going to cash out, but decided to play some more, hoping to remain lucky. I started to worry that - it was nearing the time for my departure - and I could not remember where my "passport papers" were, nor did I know exactly where my mother was. Also, I was worried I may have missed my "flight". As I sat there, playing and planning what to do, an older man, a Saxon, in his 60s, with a large grey-white grizzly beard, walked up to me, wearing a naval commander's uniform. He demanded $40.00 from me, bending down to get in my face. I refused politely. So, this unknown man began to wrestle with me, determined to extract money from me. In disbelief, I grabbed the man by his chin...really getting hold of him, until he began to scream that I was hurting him. I did not let go, as I knew instinctively this was an evil man, who could not be trusted if I let him go. Yes, another persistent Cosmic Jukebox upon awakening. It is linked below.
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Travel
add to favorites DreamBase 2.0 2015-03-31 kimspirit Yipes.
No Picture
No Mission
none.
Dream-experience: I am in a vehicle outside a large hotel in Albany, NY, just a short distance from the airport. My friend Gloria (whom I have not seen or heard from in decades) is inside the hotel, obtaining information about a convention. I am applying last-minute lipstick touch-up, except I cannot find my lipstick. I "borrow" Gloria's make-up case and lipstick, apply the lipstick, and take a look in the cosmetic mirror. It is a bit freaky looking at oneself in a mirror, while one is in an out-of-body-state. Second time this has happened to me in less than ten days. I look like myself, except the lipstick color is hideous, a dark silvery red that I would never ordinarily wear. I begin to hear the sounds of aircraft. I jump out of the car, and look up into the sky. There are two (I say to myself "jet fighters", but these are shaped more like stealth craft) grey jets flying together, using movements that jet fighters could not use. The craft movements were supernatural. I watch, trying to figure out what I am seeing, and quite suddenly, a pickup truck - nose down - plunges downward from the skies, embedding itself within the pavement. The man inside is screaming, "help me! help me!". This is followed by a Cosmic Jukebox, linked below:
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Airplane
add to favorites DreamBase 2.0 2015-03-31 ShadowSoul Healing plastic lava, floating
No Picture
No Mission
Dream recall/lucid dreaming
I was dreaming a bit about the cat that had been at the "Gender reveal" party I was just at during the day. Then, I was standing in the hallway and had two rollers next to me. They were spitting out a thick (about an inch) red sheet with small hot plastic pellets (for no apparent reason, it wasn't like an industrial setting or anything). I picked some up and it fell apart almost like molten lava in my hands. I knew that it had a healing effect so I pushed some into the chest of my husband and said something like "here is healing for you". I did the same to two or three other people there (whom I did not recognize). Then, I was done with the 'lava' and knew that I was in a dream. I looked at my fingers; they were quite twisted and contorted, not like they would normally look. I began levitating, my feet floating up to chest level. I started steering myself around the room...
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MISCELLANEOUS
add to favorites DreamBase 2.0 2015-03-29 kimspirit Trips and Guns.
No Picture
No Mission
none.
(Note: I have had vivid oobe experiences each night of the past four nights, but not a moment free to write the experiences down in this forum. Each time, these experiences were much like NDE life reviews, with friends and family members from my past appearing to communicate with me. Now, for a brief update as to last night's dream experience. Early this morning, hypnapompic, I had a particularly real and compelling experience, and I found it difficult to raise myself awake from it. When I forced myself to awaken (as I was really sleeping in late), I found myself still fully within the intense vibrational state centered upon the solar plexus region. The vibrational state center has continued to shift on its own past few years. However, in the past ten days, I had noted the vibrational state had begun to spontaneously morph, moving from front to back, in a sweeping motion I had no control over. This morning, it was front only, solar plexus chakra, and I waited for it to die down, but it did not. So, out of incredible curiosity, I touched the solar plexus area with my index finger. Lo and behold, I could FEEL the vibrations, until about 5 minutes later, when they completely went away. Heck, these are physiological as well as inner vibrations. I could not have been more shocked. Kindly note that avid researcher Robert Monroe was never able to reach a conclusion regarding the vibrations, not quite clear as to whether these simply indicated separation from physical or a component of a larger evolutionary change for the individual.)

Experience #1: My husband (crossed over 6/11) had arrived, and I asked him if he would like to move from the cottage to the big house. He gently indicated he would prefer to stay in the cottage. I have no further recall.

Experience #2: I was in a shotgun house (for anyone not familiar with this structure, I've included a photo below) in Biloxi, on the enclosed front porch and it was night time. I saw out the door groups of young men, Saxon, wearing hoodies and dark caps, carrying huge stacks of long guns in grey fabric carrying cases on their outstretched arms. Other young people were running up to them, and grabbing one or two long guns off the stack, and this was going on and on, with no end. It was all being done covertly. Shocked, I yelled to Sally (my long time friend in another part of the country, who was miraculously with me during this experiene) to go and get her gun. Sally and I were in the house alone. Sally ran to her room and got her gun out, returning to the front porch. As soon as she did, I ran back into my room, grabbed my gun, and then locked Eva (passed 12/10), my cat, into the room so she would not escape. Returning to the front porch, we waited.

Cosmic Jukebox: When doves cry, Prince. WTH?
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Surreal
add to favorites DreamBase 2.0 2015-03-25 kimspirit Strange Days.
No Picture
No Mission
none
Experience #1: I am showing a Russian dynamo flashlight to my father (crossed over, 2003). It is orange, and I am depressing the handle in order to show my father how it works.
Experience #2: Zombies! I am in an unknown environment, dark and sinister, with structures and lots of staircases. I am being chased by zombies. I keep finding another staircase to climb, to get away from them, as I am told that I will ultimately be "infected" too, just like them. I run into an old family friend, Fred M. (I just Googled him, and he appears to still be among the living) and Fred was oblivious to the danger swirling around us.
Experience #3: I am in Albany, NY, traveling in a vehicle (manual transmission) with the music playing parallel to the Hudson River. Suddenly, out of the river arrives massive 18-foot alligators, with heads about 3-1/2 feet wide. They are being rode by men, like a bronco-buster, to shore. As the alligator snouts hit shore, I am trying to avoid rolling over them in the vehicle. I am followed by another small car. We reach the destination, and my car is taken by an unknown man, who gets in, saying, "Good! At least a car with a good sound system" and he cranks up the music and takes off, with me warning him about the alligators.
Experience #4: I see a thermometer, no, make that two thermometers. One says negative 11. The other reads positive 11. I say to myself, "that's how low it got here last November"...
Has Not Come True
Surreal
add to favorites DreamBase 2.0 2015-03-24 kimspirit Traveling again.
No Picture
No Mission
none.
(This was very, very vivid and life-like.)

I am on a craft, heading to a convention. I look behind me and see Jeff A (a friend in real life, but someone I have not seen in decades). maybe six aisles behind me. He is going too. He is a little younger than his "real age". He looks anxious but excited to be on the trip, like a first-timer.

I awaken in a luxury hotel suite in a high rise building. The bed is comprised of six mattresses, one on top of the other. I raise up from the top mattress, and look out the window and see a glorious seashore scene. It is a beautiful sunrise and there is a power craft cutting across the ocean just before the waves break. I appear to be on a high floor, maybe level twenty or higher. I call my friend Cherokee and ask her, "Guess where I am?". She guesses "California". I tell her "No, I am at the New Jersey shore." As I am talking to her "on the phone" (although there was no phone), I tell her I have to disconnect as I am about to fall off the bed; and, indeed I do exactly that, with the mattresses toppling over. I wonder who would stack up mattresses like that? I immediately squat down to begin looking for my return tickets back. I have three suitcases, one big collapsible one in navy, a matching smaller one in navy, and a cosmetics rectangular case. I am going through the big suitcases looking for the return tickets, and I am frenzied. I have had this problem before. If I can't find these return passages, I won't be able to go back. I find a new pair of prescription glasses, 80s retro styled, with clear frames. It still has a tag on it. But, I cannot yet find the manila envelope containing my passage confirmation back, and I am still nervous, wondering how I could lose this important document. If I do not put my hands on this envelope, I will not be allowed to go back.

I look over to the side of the hotel room, and see a big tan sombrero made out of soft and expensive cloth, with red lettering on it, small and cursive. I wondered if the hotel has given these urban sombreros out as a take-home souvenir for its guests.

I decide to try it on and keep it. I look at myself in the mirror, am seeing myself in an out of body state, and the sombrero is so big, it slips over the top half of my face. I still want to bring it home with me. I look familiar, but not quite the same. My face is thinner, as one example, and my hair is a bit darker.

I think to myself that I am feeling quite badly that I had not called or paid any attention to Jeff A. since the start of this "convention" and wondered if he was doing OK in this new locale.

NFI.
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Airplane
add to favorites DreamBase 2.0 2015-03-22 kimspirit The Moon and Site Trouble.
No Picture
No Mission
none.
3-20-15
Dream-Experience: a male voice simply saying, "The dark on the other side of the moon."

Trouble on the site...this is the only way I could think of to notify administrators. My password is being changed spontaneously every day now, disallowing me access and forcing me to keep changing the PW. thank you.
Has Not Come True
Travel
add to favorites DreamBase 2.0 2015-03-22 kimspirit Trips and Visits, contd.
No Picture
No Mission
none.
(Note: I have absolutely no recall of any of these experiences, and am reliant upon my notes.)

#1 I am in a Clark Griswold type of stationwagon with woody sides. It is my stationwagon, but I caught a man unknown to me stealing it and using it. I was driving him somewhere where he could not continue to hurt others. He was a predatory con-man of Irish extraction, in his early 30s, light brown hair, light brown eyes, wavy hair, medium height. As I drove, he remained silently seated in the passenger seat. In the blink of an eye, I arrived at Sally and Mike's house. Mike ran out to greet me, smiling broadly at seeing me, with jet black hair and vivid blue eyes (he has red hair, in real life). He took a look at my passenger and said, "What are you doing here?". He knew him, and distrusted him intensely. At that moment, Mike's wife, Sally, came whirling out of the house to see what was going on. I left this con-man with them.
#2 My telephone rings once. It is the SIGNAL. Someone who knows my secret signal is ringing me up to tell me of an emergency. I wait. I do not hear the telephone ring again. But, I do hear NVC. It is my contact, Cherokee, and she states (verbatim) "three hours into the (storm), Florida is gone".
#3 I see my husband (crossed over 6/11) in front of me, heading into a casino buffet restaurant (constant theme). I see his back, he is wearing a medium blue t-shirt and blue jeans and white sneakers, as he takes big strides toward the restaurant entrance. I cannot keep up with him, and eventually I do lose him, and I am a bit frantic. There are actually two buffets connected with a common entrance. To the right is a Chinese restaurant named Dim Sum. I look around at the waiters, and they are immaculately dressed, but with bare feet. I am a bit disgusted, noting that someone has allowed them to get away with this unhealthy practice. I find my husband already seated at a half-circle cushion restaurant table in the Chinese restaurant. There are throngs of people everywhere, both restaurants, and the restaurant appears to be closing. I get up to try and grab some desserts at least, and take a mini-pecan pie and another tart from the desserts section. I go to look for a glass of milk, and find milk in a stainless steel dispenser. I pump it out, and it comes out watery and almost transparent. Yuk! I return to the table where my husband is seated, and next to it is another rectangular table, full of long, long breads, most with sesame seeds on top. Some are just chunks of bread. I am told to take the bread chunks home with me. I place these into a big bag and prepare to leave. Upon leaving, I run into my husband's father and uncle, who express disappointment (father-in-law) that it had become too late because we had decided to eat rather than to shop, and he could not secure the rug and shoes he wanted so desperately. He showed me the rug he wanted to buy...a light green sculptured rug, much as a bath rug, with the trim a different color. The shoes he wanted were white and tied. The shopping mall was linked with the restaurants, and it was also closing down.
#4 This is a weird one. I am watching a heavenly golden labrador, trained as a rescue animal, and he is looking for aborted babies to transition to the other realms. The lab is being handled by one or two men.
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Travel, Time, Justice, Freedom, Surreal, Conspiracy, Discovery
add to favorites DreamBase 2.0 2015-03-21 IslandHippyMama Severe Break-Out Of Head Lice
No Picture
No Mission
No Mission
Multiple children (dozens) with severe cases of head lice. I don't know the location of the school or health center I was at. I didn't know anyone in the dream. There were officials yelling out instructions to parents and volunteers that had showed up to help combat the problem. Children were having some kind of solution combed through their hair to kill the bugs, but it didn't seem to be working. I was given a blond preschooler and a lice comb and instructed to start combing the bugs out of his hair. Which I did, but he was struggling with me and wouldn't sit still. It appeared he was very itchy and was scratching to the point he was bleeding. Lice was falling off the comb (and the child) and onto my clothing, which started to freak me out because I have long hair and was afraid they would get into my hair. More people were showing up with their kids to get them help; it was starting to get crazy with people demanding help and kids crying because they were so itchy. I remember hearing one of the officials saying "This is nuts! What's happening here? I've never seen anything like this." Bugs were starting to crawl on me and I woke up because I didn't like the dream.
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HEALTH

 

 


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