@sistermoon You know, it would be neat to know but I don't think the feelings I have about Joe Biden (whom I just love) and Donald Trump (who, well I have some disdain for as the individual he has incarnated into..) will change. I know Trump's goose is cooked. I feel love and sadness for Joe and I don't feel it is the residual of the tragedies he has experienced. He is more of a transitional individual than he thinks.
I also feel that Mitch McConnell with get the C19 and not do well.
I am not sure if this is transpersonal, but early this morning, after a pretty emotional, sleepless night, I had a dream that gave me a little bit of hope, I am not sure what it means, though. A little history--I am originally from NYC, moved out to Seattle after 9-11 (I was right there for that) and last year, on this very day, my father passed away. Now his side of the family, going way back, is related to one of the Declaration of Independence signers, Lymon Hall (sp?). Anyway, I am not bragging about this, but it does connect to my dream somewhat. So in the dream, I was with a group of good friends from high school and college in NYC (I went to all-female schools, so we were all female). We were walking at night, but early AM, like 3-4AM, in a city like NYC, through wet, muddy and snowy streets, and although my shoes were inadequate (not even fully ON) I managed to make it around with my friends without slipping, falling or losing a shoe, although my feet got dirty. Once we got to a destination, which looked like an empty school, we all went in and sat together at a table. It was a long table, like the Last Supper table in the Da Vinci painting. I sat right across from my best friend (now a Doctor). She said something that I cannot remember, and I was thinking how much I admired her. Gradually we transformed...I was now at a table with a group of men, in old-fashioned clothing. I somehow knew that "I" was Benjamin Franklin. We all rose up and went outside to a courtyard, where we made a pact, involving a swiss army knife and salt? I want to say there may have been blood involved, but it wasn't scary. I remember being surprised at the cheesy looking knife lol. After the pact, I turned back inside, and walked with my group behind me through another set of doors...which opened to the top of a wide set of stairs flanked by columns, like the Lincoln Memorial, and around us was a large crowd. It really did look like DC. It was still dark, but there was light in the distance, maybe the sun rising. As I walked down the stairs "I" as Ben Franklin, remembered the pact and thought to myself, "we will fix this".
@fmabon Thank you for that dream. So hopeful. Our DNA does (I believe) send messages to us from the lives of our forebears. (I too have seen Ben Franklin in visions sitting in Congress during the Impeachment.) He was much loved and the most well known of the Continental Congress. The most likely to unite the colonies. With Lydon as your ancestor, you might be getting some even more direct messages. They will fix this! WE will fix this. Going through your dream, there is so much in it! --
I was with a group of good friends from high school and college in NYC...we were all female. We were walking at night, but early AM, like 3-4AM, in a city like NYC, through wet, muddy and snowy streets.
It was dark out. You were in a city. The darkest hour is just before the dawn. which is where we are now. The cities will be the first to resist the dictatorship that has been rising. But later after people gather and make a pact, it will be light and a new day.
Although my shoes were inadequate (not even fully ON) I managed to make it around with my friends without slipping, falling or losing a shoe, although my feet got dirty.
Shoes are protection from our very foundations, the feet. I interpret this to mean that compared to the tougher lives of the colonists, the 2020 Americans are poorly prepared for handling a rising dictatorship. But you and your friends managed to prevail without falling, just got dirty. Those who join the resistance can expect to dirty their names and reputations -- until the resistance succeeds.
Gradually we transformed...I was now at a table with a group of men, in old-fashioned clothing. I somehow knew that "I" was Benjamin Franklin.
Your dream fits earlier visions I've had of the American post-2020 future -- of a Continental Congress, of which Benjamin Franklin was one of the original leaders. We hear the forefathers through our American history teachings and through our DNA.
We all rose up and went outside to a courtyard, where we made a pact, involving a swiss army knife and salt? I want to say there may have been blood involved, but it wasn't scary.
I love this -- the pact is the thing that turns it around. The governors need to make a pact and they have begun to do it. This virus is a dress rehearsal for the future anti-tyranny movement among local governments. As for the knife - I think of Swiss Army knife as equipment for living more independently. Salt -- someone who is salt of the earth is a very good and honest and dependable person. A pact was made among independent honest reliable people. No sycophants will be in the pact.
After the pact, I turned back inside, and walked with my group behind me through another set of doors...which opened to the top of a wide set of stairs flanked by columns, like the Lincoln Memorial, and around us was a large crowd. It really did look like DC.
This sounds prophetic - a mass protest at the Lincoln memorial. I would be proud to attend this event. It feels like it could be the fall of Donald Trump. The moment when he is forced out of office.
It was still dark, but there was light in the distance, maybe the sun rising. As I walked down the stairs "I" as Ben Franklin, remembered the pact and thought to myself, "we will fix this".
Amen to this.
@jeanne-mayell Thank you so much for breaking this down!!!! I feel chills and am a little weepy reading your interpretation. I never even thought of "darkest before the dawn" and I did have this dream at around 4AM, that really hit home!!! The crowd "I" was looking out at was so quiet, and so many people, but there was no violence or mayhem. The light in the distance was what struck me--it gave me so much hope! Thank you so much!
@fmabon
Very uplifting! Thank you for sharing the dream, drawing so much hope from it. @jeanne-mayell Love the interpretation! I too look forward to the mass gathering in DC to usher in a New Dawn!
I awaken today with the taste of last night's dreams still with me.
I dreamed I was working with Joe biden on his campaign. In the dream I was a young blond mail. I rented a Beach house to Joe & Jill and their blond headed young brood, 3-4 happy, rowdy children who were running about outside the house. (My man is a blond)(I am an older brunette)
Then I was myself again. I took a shower fully clothed, and over a long sleeved black dress a tunic materialized , black and white in the style of Keith Haring (I am an Artist) The water did not get me wet, but I felt refreshed and cleansed.
I spent time on the phone endorsing Joe Biden. Civic Minded and quiet strength & steely reserve. I was feeling Biden. I was feeling echoes of the tragedies and his steadfast resolve and how much he truly loves America. He is a good and decent man and I feel his energy rising.
There was more to the dream but I am hoping i entered deep REM sleep. It was a happy feeling dream, a DECENT feeling, dignity restored. I am beginning to feel a timeline. Rowdychildren feels like a relieved congress..playing outside the House...feels like bipartisanship measures and Joe Biden definitely approaching the helm. A boat he will steer back to safety. Barack Obama's brilliant speech about his friend Joe Biden said it all.
I was taught that a dream can be a fear or a wish. I think this might be a wish dream. I felt energy while dreaming and I feel it now. An optimism. I wanted Kamala Harris. But lately as I learn more about Joe Biden, the more I feel his decent , responsible presence. I am praying the assault charges are false, but I am not as psychic as say, Baba or Frank , so take this all with a grian of salt. It is rare that I dream anymore or remember my dreams. I used to dream very actively. I awoke tired from dreaming so much and in such detail. I am still a buzz with rising energy.
I'm updating all the hits for the Main Prediction page and I just can't get over this dream that Pam P posted on this site in the dream section on November 13, 2019. She was dreaming this probably right when infected people from China were arriving in NYC and spreading the infection there.
I was standing on the bank of a river that was near NYC. I was on my way there for some reason. On the opposite bank, there were two large stone dragons that resembled Asian dragons crouching near the ground. As the bus I was on passed the dragons woke up, and went into the water and headed towards the city, and as they swam it started snowing blood. That's when I woke up. I'm interpreting it as there will be some sort of attack on NYC or the northeast that will have an Asian country behind it."(PamP). Posted on 11/13/19. https://www.jeannemayell.com/community/postid/16748/