I *think* what's been happening all week in these dreams is almost a storyline playing out and the finalization coming to some sort of real life conclusion.
I know, without a shadow of a doubt that were going to experience some kind of whacko weather event this year and it's going to cause chaos. Earthquake, maybe. Volcano, possibly. (I'm speaking in terms of pnw area) But I think it's just a precursor to something much bigger that will transpire OR it'll be like a one-two punch. Huge earth event, combined with bad politics, that get us into really big trouble. Something is going to happen though and things will be very different for a long while before they get better. Maybe the darkness I see and the robots are a symbolism of the fascism I'm fearing we are slowly entering? Maybe the need to hide is not so subtle hints in that regard?
And maybe the *ah ha* moment I just had in terms of helping is in regards to all of the people I fear will be punished for their beliefs, race, etc. Maybe I wish to hide them? I truly am so fearful for everyone who does not fit into this resurrected "American Profile." If you're not white, Christian, have 2 kids and a picket fence, attend church every Sunday and have a college education, you're a waste of space. :-(
Perriwinkle, I’ve been following your posts with interest as I, too, live in the PNW, only on an island in the Sound. Several years ago, I had a dream about a tsunami in the Puget Sound. This dream occurred several years before I returned to the PNW and before I had any idea we would move here. Yet I can still remember the dream vividly.
In the dream, my husband and I were on a rocky island beach when we saw the water in the Sound pull back towards the ocean. Knowing a tsunami was imminent, we started climbing upland from the shore, pulling ourselves up through the trees, scrambling, grabbing small trees and branches, going higher and higher, hoping we could get high enough from sea level to be safe when the waters came rushing back.
So of course I live on an island now... We are all of us on this island aware of our vulnerability and potential isolation for weeks after an earthquake, so we practice preparedness.
Your dreams are frightening, yet I’m not picking up any premonitions myself yet. I will post if I do. My intuition tells me that you are where you’re supposed to be.
Bluebelle,
I'm heading to Orcas Island tomorrow! Crazy to think how close some of us are to one another.
I'm relieved to some extent that you're not picking up any scary premonitions in regards to weather. You're always spot on. Maybe I'm just paranoid, who knows!!
Perriwinkle 10, there have been 4 dozen small earthquakes at Mt. St. Helens just recently according to King5 news. I would say you’ve had a hit. Remarkable.
You're kidding??
I'm sitting cuddled up with the kitties listening to this crazy thunder, maybe I should do some reading on that. Thanks BlueBelle!
this is long -- so if TL:DR - the upshot is things may well become worse than we are willing to currently accept.
I'm reading this interesting history book titled "Before the Deluge: A Portrait of Berlin in the 1920s" by Otto Friedrich. It is basically a recounting of the political, intellectual (as well as anti-intellectual), cultural and economic forces through Berlin and Germany between the end of WW1 to the rise of Hitler- I think the last year it covers is 1934. Anyway, this time in Berlin is extremely interesting to me as it contains the art and architecture, music, theatre, that were the beginnings of movements I just love and enjoy. Despite the economic depressions which occurred (currency frequently lost all its value), there was still great intellectuals of that time that shaped the modern world.
"What were the elements of Berlin in the 1920's? " he asks aloud. "First, Marxism and pacifism; then psychoanalysis--here we really lived with Freud; then theatre, music, art and so on; and radical educations experiments... When I started at University of Berlin in 1926, I was already a member of the Communist Party. In 1928, I was the national leader of the Communist student group. And in 1929, I was expelled, for what they called "right-wing deviation.'"
"What did that involve?"
"I was against splitting the trade-union movement, and I was against treating the Social Democrats as 'Social Fascists,' as the others called them. I still had some common sense."
"The creative intellectuals--Brecht, for example--never really understood what was happening." he says, "In fact, one of the most striking things about the whole Weimar period, and perhaps this is where I should have started, is the gulf between the small minority of intellectuals and the general mood of the country." So it seems that history does repeat itself and it is helpful to review and not perceive the times we live in now are so original. Dreams too-- can give us perception for the future but can also provide some delusion as well-- Here is another excerpt which actually motivated me to post here about what I am reading:
Kathe Kollwitz, the artist https://www.theartstory.org/artist-kollwitz-kathe.htm had made a pilgrimage to a small village in Belgium to visit the grave of her 18 year old son Peter who had died in a battle in WW1. After seeing his grave and placing some roses upon it she wrote her surviving son a letter about it. She also writes:
"Tonight... I dreamed there would be another war; another was threatening to break out. And in the dream I imagined that if I dropped other work entirely and together with others devoted all my strength to speaking against the war, we could prevent it."
The author continues: "She was wrong, of course. The war was more than a decade away, and when its time came, no group of artists could prevent it. Art never stops war, after all, any more than satire does, or armies of women marching with banners of protest. The only thing that stops war is defeat not necessarily defeat in the battlefield but defeat in the sense of recognition that too much money is being lost and, almost incidentally, too much blood. But if art does not stop wars, it may yet convince the survivors that military victory or military defeat need not be our basic standards. "The function of literature." as Ezra Pound said, ". . . is . . . that it does incite humanity to continue living."
I was torn between posting this in the books or the dreams thread. What struck me most though, was her prophetic dream. I think of the people of that time, how many probably had prophetic dreams and their desperate spirit and guides looked to give them hope so as to live through what horrors were ahead and what this book tells me is that tools to survive such monstrous times are the tools of hope and transcendence: art, literature, poetry, meditation/prayer, beauty of nature, and gratitude for our lived and loved moments.
Eh, maybe these first two Democratic Debates have put me in a funk. However, my mind goes there too when I consider how the helpers, the lightworkers are waking up and finding our communities, so many of us... as if we need this army -- I get that we will be given, or discover we actually have what we need to confront and to process what is coming but...if this is a cycle, what kind of cycle is this and why do we need so many?
The tagline for Game of Thrones brings "Winter is Coming" to my mind. In that story the armies of Danerys arrive just in time for the big war against the Winter King (the tools were provided when they were needed....) And they had a seemingly endless army of the Dead to battle only to have to face their own interior demons. (something tells me that Martin would have dragged that "endless night" into at least a few months if not a year or five of war-- it was just tied up to neatly for anything written by him). I think sometimes the art of the times informs the people -- if not prophecy, their fears and their possible solutions in a very symbolic or Jungian language.
Perriwinkle 10, I agree. My higher angels have repeatedly told me to stay away from politics.
One thing after another has shown me they were right. My mind and my heart needed a far different focus.
Now, I feel you are right as well. Too many events lining up for me, as well. Right down to PNW concerns.
Take care and bless you for your gifts and your work. ?
I believe that Alzheimer's and individuals with other forms of dementia are not always in this plane, but sometimes straddle this one and the spiritual. Sometimes my mother will see people or things that I know are not hallucinations or just the result of the plaques in her brain.
Early this morning, she woke before sunrise and I went to help her to the bathroom. As she sat up, she was still dealing with the images that were present in her sleep. She told me that all of her girlfriends didn't work. Only the men worked. It seemed as if she was just revisiting her younger years, when that was mostly true. As we walked thru the bedroom, she continued, and said that the men were in power, and that was changing. She clearly told me that women will soon be in charge.
Funny thing too (sorry Michele, it's political in nature-hugs ❤️ ), when I woke, I was hearing the refrain to a song I hadn't heard in eons. By the time I got mom back into bed, I couldn't recall what those lyrics were that I wanted to check out. I found the time for a short nap this afternoon, and lo and behold, as I woke, I heard the same refrain. "More, More, More" a song from the mid 70's. I looked up the lyrics since I couldn't remember anything more than two lines "how do you like it, how do you like it; more, more, more." Reading the lyrics kind of gave me chills (not in a good way). The first verse asks how do you like your love, and mentions to get the cameras rolling, get the action going. I don't know the intent of the lyrics, but given the current news headlines, my mind went to Epstein. I read thru one more time, and Mango came to mind as well. I was left wondering it if was a hint that there really are tapes or other incriminating evidence out there that will be coming to light.
Cindy - as a former denizen of the disco scene in the 70s in NYC, I can tell you the origin story of that song. It was sung by a porn actress as a soundtrack song to a porno movie. The intention of the song was to titillate. Porn and titillation have nothing to do with adult love, so I can see how your mind (and spirit) would link that particular song with what's going on with Epstein, Kelly, Twitler, et al.
I think you may be right about video evidence coming to the forefront in many of these cases.
I had a dream last night I feel I needed to share. My dream started with me walking into my sunroom and a man was sitting there. It took me a while to figure out who he was, I asked if he was Telly Savalas he said not today, today I am Lt Theo Kojak. He put his hand on my shoulder and we were standing behind a cinder block building it was very hot and the humidity was overwhelming. A van pulled up and 2 men took 3 children out then into the building. When they came back out they were carrying 4 bundles wrapped in those mylar blankets. I asked Kojak what do they have in the blankets? He replied the dead. I was horrified. Where are they taking them? To be disposed of. This happens every day. Most are creamated, so there’s no evidence that they were ever here. Greed is a very powerful tool. I asked how do we stop this? He replied there are some with knowledge of this that will bring it to light, but the darkness is so strong. then I woke up. I’m having a hard time dealing with this dream. I want to lash out at these people, hit them with the full force of my anger for what they are doing to these migrant children ( all migrants).