@lovendures I read an article today about a rioter in DC who was caught with Molotov cocktails and a lot of guns. He had no criminal records, no social media posts etc. and basically a lone wolf. Apparently that is the biggest fear of the FBI etc. These kind of people just go at it on their own, which could hint to your evil, one man executioner.
Did the group feel like a mob? Angry people who couldn't get at their first target going with fury and randomly kill or was it more planned and targeted?
Last night I had a disturbing dream that seemed like a last energetic gasp from the outgoing administration. I want to share it here so that its energy can be expiated.
I was standing in a high-ceilinged lobby whose front consisted of a glass wall and revolving doors (very chic atmosphere). I was with a female companion who felt like Kamala Harris. In waking life, I'm vaguely aware of the kerfuffle surrounding Vogue's cover with Harris on it. So in the dream, a woman like Anna Wintour; or Edna Mode from The Incredibles; or Katinka Ingabogovinanana from Zoolander appeared in front of us and beckoned us up a wide stairway at the end of the lobby. In general, I got a sense that this was a woman in the fashion world who did not like Kamala.
At the top of the stairway was a gritty warehouse-like room in which was arrayed what looked like torture devices, and I thought to myself "Am I on the set of a Saw movie?" Our tour guide then went on to explain to us that in 2015, every GOP leader who was opposed to T was taken to this room to be "disappeared," and that's why he was able to become the leader of the party so easily. We were in front of what looked like playground monkey bars, and the woman detailed how those who were opposed to T were strung up by their thumbs from these bars and subjected to unspecified agony.
We then knew that this woman would not let us leave this building without a fight. Harris and I ran down back into the lobby, but the woman sent "henchmen" after us, who tried to jam the revolving doors so that we couldn't escape. We tried to fight off these attackers, but it seemed like we really wouldn't be able to get out. But then a male figure (Biden?) ran into the lobby and unjammed the doors for us, and with his help, were able to fight off the attackers. We then escaped outside and the dream ended. My heart was pounding and I was sweaty when I woke up.
Okay, enough of that! I'm off to watch the inauguration.
I think dream one may have happened but metaphorically.
Biden signed papers reversing a Trump era Pentagon policy that largely barred transgender individuals from joining the military. It says the Dept. of Defense and DHS must reexamine the records of service members who were discharged or denied reenlistment due to gender identity issues under the previous policy.
Under Biden’s new policy, transgender service members won’t be discharged based on gender identity, and they can serve in their preferred gender once their transition is complete and recorded in the defense reporting system.
In my dream LBGTQ people were targeted ( for execution ) by the military ( Likely Mexican military in the dream). The group I found began a trip to travel back home to the US from Mexico. Biden has directed the military to end the targeted expulsion of transgender people from serving. This is an important change for our country to travel down a more hopeful, just and safer path in our nation.
I am not sure where dream two falls yet. I will watch to see if the LGBTQ population will now be targeted from this new directive.
https://time.com/5933250/trans-military-ban-reversal-biden/
A very sad update about the first layer of my dream of traveling through Mexico trying to reach the US and seeing Mexican soldiers murdering others on the side of the road by shooting them.
I believe this part of "dream one" has unfortunately come true. The part of it being targeted to the LBGTQ community is not the reason for the murders, though as I updated earlier, I feel that part had to do with Biden announcing Transgender people would no longer be banned from the military. The shooting occurred 5 days after I posted my dream which was in the timeframe I expected it to occur.
@lovendures. Thank you for telling us your dream and how it came true. I am also so sad and horrified about that event.
This morning I was dreaming a fairly long dream. Right before I woke up the dream showed Nancy Pelosi talking to a group of people in some government building. In the dream she said that recently someone had been killed and she was making some point...I only seem to remember that part of her speech because it seemed to upset the other senators. They were men and they tried to say that she went too far talking about someone getting killed in front of the audience, since children were present among the audience. I woke up and thought maybe the dream was trying to tell me something interesting but not sure what. My mind turned over the idea that maybe someone's life is under threat--maybe AOC or Omar...or perhaps it is only about Republicans protesting something Nancy says the next few weeks...maybe they try to find something to attack her about to distract from her words...she says strong statements all the time so I don't know what she could say that would upset them more than normal. I do think "the squad" should be careful...as well as Nancy. I am sure there are violent right wing people who would like to do what the Capitol mob couldn't.
In an earlier dream I was outside in a wooded area near a large institutional building being chased by two men. They were white muscular tough guys. They were hunting me with two "manimals" or half-human half animal monsters. This felt a lot like being chased for a lynching or for sport and was creepy. It feels directly related to the far right extremists. They were intent on their mission as I hid from them up in a tree...hoping the manimals wouldn't catch my scent.
After I posted the above I started to feel extremely anxious and now feel a stress headache is coming on. The "manimal" is probably Spirit's way of saying the men who would want to kill for politics or for Trump are sub-human and driven by rage fear and hatred. I didn't feel this upset until I shared the two dream scenes with all of you...however now I feel like I am going to have some sort of emotional meltdown. The manimal was a human body with an extremely ugly animal face--deformed and unnatural. I have been getting other hints in visions of far right violence...one vision showed a cartoon-like bomb exploding and another showed a shark face with black eyes which I took to mean an attack is coming. This strong emotion I am having now is like an empathic warning of something bad coming. Still it may be weeks off. During meditation I asked if a bombing or attack would happen in Febuary and the answer was no. When I asked about March I seemed to get a yes. So I feel maybe March something will happen...possibly the impeachment trial will rile up these sub-human types. Just my guess but hope and pray it is foiled or never happens. Sorry to post this.
@starpath. I pray that the violence upon our elected officials, including the Squad, will never ever happen.https://news.yahoo.com/aoc-leads-public-accounts-capitol-004000190.htm l" target="true"> I did watch a weeping and traumatized Rachida Tlaib (D-Michigan) recount last night her own fears since taking office and threatened by white supremists, as well as Alexandra Ocasio-Cortez's Instagram live account of the trauma she underwent as she hid in a closet thinking she was going to be killed.
I think that your dream is about what has already happened rather than what is coming. I have to ask you what you've been reading. Next week we will get back to our Circle of Light where we will surround these women with protection. I also want to send light to you.
Thanks Jeanne! I agree and I hope no harm comes to anyone because of these extremists. The Circle of Light is a great way to send protection and good energy out to those who need it. I don't always interpret my dreams and visions correctly...
The violent people are usually a very small percentage of any population, but in these unprecedented times people seem more fearful and desperate than during normal times. Covid has seemed to inspire the most vulnerable and unstable people in the population in a negative way by increasing their fears and paranoia.
The best way to deal with the paranoia is to avoid clicking on those dark rumors. It also keeps the conspiracy mongers from expanding.
I worked as a publicist once. It is standard practice to quickly to get a few articles in the news because then people think that the content is something everyone is thinking about. It's called "creating buzz."
Last night i dreamt about being at a party, held in a library of an old house. There was this new, experimental stereo thingy that would somehow convert books into music. You just popped any old book into the device, and it would turn it into the most extraordinary music. We tried it with all different kinds of books- The Epic of Gilgamesh, mathematical textbooks, trashy Romance novels, whatever we could find. It would all become this strange new music. And of course, with strange new music, comes strange new dancing! And strange new fashion! Yay!
If this dream is any indication, the post-Covid future is going to be lit!
@unk-p I love love love this dream of yours.
It makes sense too that one form of art easily converts to another art form. Certainly poetry is like music, with its rhythms, but prose is as well. I would love to hear what Dr. Seuss's stories sound like.
I grew up singing, always a song in my head. I always thought from an early age that I'd become a rock n roll singer. But other interests got in the way. When I read poetry before the Circle of Light group, I feel like I'm singing. And when I channel those meditations, I feel again like it's music coming through me.
@unk-p, your dream reminded me that I had a dream I'd like to share. I've had this dream many times in my life, about once every five years even when I was a child. And I had it a couple of nights ago, to my utter delight.
In the dream, I was moving across a field with a bunch of people, only they were all on the ground, some walking, driving, and some bicycling. But I was in the air and I was flying, using just my own body to fly. I don't remember how I made it happen, whether I was flapping my arms or cycling with my legs. I was enjoying it, and every time I have this dream, it feels like I'm just discovering that I can do this.
It took some effort, too, but each time I made the effort, I was absolutely able to fly wherever I wanted. Oddly, I wasn't thinking about what all those people on the ground might think of my ability. I saw them down there, but the issue wasn't about my flying ability. It was a personal self discovery I was having with being able to fly. I kept marveling at how I could absolutely control the height of my flying with some effort.
@jeanne-mayell i have also had those delightful flying dreams. The funny thing is, the other people are always so nonchalant about it- they never seem to notice, or if they do, they just roll their eyes "oh look who's gliding thru the air again- whatever" lol.
Jeanne, i still can't get over the fact that you got to see the Beatles in concert when you were a kid. Did you scream when they came on stage? I am a grown-ass man, but i am pretty sure that i would be screaming like a teenage girl if i saw them!
@unk-p I love your question. I first heard the Beatles in December 1963 when their single I wanna hold your hand came on the radio. I was standing in my room with the radio on when I heard the first measure of George Harrison's guitar, I was stunned. I was fourteen at the time and had been listening to rock n roll since I was three. I was addicted to the radio and knew all the songs by heart. But this was rock n roll at a whole new level! I can still remember the moment I heard it. A Boston disk jockey loved them too and started playing that song repeatedly. Then Meet the Beatles Album came out and my girlfriends and I played it obsessively and covered our textbook covers and notebooks with Beatle pictures. We were 14.
They had not come to the U.S. yet. In downtown Boston a theater showed a closed circuit movie of them performing. The theatre filled up with tweens, and when the Beatles came on the screen, we all jumped up, squealing, laughing and danced the entire time.
Then they came to America to the Ed Sullivan show in February 1964 - a long awaited event. My whole family was gathered around the tv, and when they appeared, I let out a scream which shocked and angered my father. He was so mad at seeing his little girl scream at a bunch of boys, that he got angry and smacked me. He had never ever done anything like that before, and while it was just a little smack, I jumped up, burst into tears, and ran out of the room, missing the whole show.
Later, my remorseful father produced four balcony tickets to the Boston Garden on their upcoming September 12 show. We were stoked by the time the Beatles appeared on stage. And I just remember jumping up from my seat along with 14,000 other young girls and screaming and dancing the whole time.
At one point during their performance, John Lennon squatted down on stage and put his hand to his forehead and panned the whole crowd which then went nuts. I probably lost some hearing from that noise. We could could barely tell what song they were singing, the noise was so loud. I carried the ticket stub in my wallet for ten years.
I also remember the opening performance well which was singer songwriter Jackie DeShannon who sang Needles and Pins and He's got the whole world in his hands - which calmed everyone down. She was this tiny young woman in a mini skirt and long blond hair who used her whole body to pull us together, her arms stretched and clapping over her heard. In spite of her teenybopper appearance, I felt her courage and power. She got her start with that tour and went on to have a great musical career.
You reminded me of my childhood flying dream! I used to have it when I was rather young, regularly. Very similar to yours though mine was just above the yard of our house with no other people around. I flew by doing something with my feet (flapping them back and forth somehow.) I used to have this dream often and vividly enough that when I was awake I would try it out and be rather disappointed that I couldn't get any lift! It was so realistic in my dream.
I used to have flying dreams when I was a child. Those were wonderful. I would fly above some lush, green hills. I grew up in a major city, so it's interesting to me that I was flying above a beautiful nature scene. But I don't believe they were dreams -- I think I was actually flying back then. Wish I could do it now!
@deetoo I too have had many flying dreams, but usually I would just go from standing to a horizontal position and fly at that level, no swirling or swooping or acrobatics, just moving along at a regular pace.When I would wake up from those dreams, for a brief moment, I would think I would be able to fly if I gave it a try.