Friday. November 17th, 2017 —

Friday, November 17th, 2017 — +2˚C / +35˚F with light rain @ 7:30 am in Atlantic Canada —

Madawaska (Ontario) River Fog.
Dreamscape from 2008

— Just before I woke up – I was telling somebody, “Yes, the whole time Cathi was shooting film in the haunted house I receiving those images and making sure we got them-”

— Journalist’s response: “You were right there with her?”

— Me: “I was getting her live feed through WiFi – Plus we were connected – Spiritually – the whole time.”

— —> As I was waking up  @ around 6:15 am local time I was self checking my words for accuracy and told myself, “We always have been connected – Spiritually -” & thought that was literally True – No matter what.

~~~~~ Jim

—> I Dreamed I Was Offered An On-Line Job <---

Monday, May 29th, 2017  —> +9˚C / +49˚F  —> Dark & Overcast @ 4:41 am in Atlantic Canada —

River from above
Nashwaak River from the footbridge – May 20, 2017

— Yesterday, Cathi dreamed she was offered a temporary position in England and was contemplating the positives ( travel – visiting very old heritage sites, having the ability to check hard copy records for evidence of ancestral lives —> ) and the possible negatives { Is everything super expensive over there? How can I afford to stay anywhere? — Will I still be able to keep up with my bills back at home? } —> & when she woke up she was still thinking about the possibilities and challenges that offer inside that dream presented —> & She couldn’t wait to fire up her computer and write that down in her dream log.

—> Now it’s my turn?

— I dreamed I was offered a position designing and developing an on-line environment for hosting virtual reality conferences. If the multi-user / private conference rooms caught on, I was assured, corporate clients who’d been assured their conferences could not be spied on and the records of their meetings & conferences would be un-hackable and available and completely under their control —> all proceedings would be scrambled and undecipherable to anyone who had not been personally handed a key to that day’s / that conference’s proceedings —> If that caught on { My employer would charge the corporations reasonable rates, considering the security and privacy involved – } I would be able to develop gaming environments with just as much privacy and security for much lower subscription rates, because the major corporations would be paying the salaries of the top IT engineers and security experts who would constantly be keeping up with all the latest security hacks and patches —>

—> Hmmmmm ?

~~~~~ Jim

Between Life Options?

Friday, May 19th, 2017 —> Peter Bochan of WPKN’s Birthday 🙂 —

— I dreamed I was talking with several friends who met each other between lives to help us remember who we were and what we had been and done in our past lives together.

— We were worried about one friend who had just had a tough life and might have ‘burned out’ and might try to bluff his way through a life review / integrity test. We thought that if he was anything but totally honest he might get ‘sent back’ to learn a few tough lessons all over again.

— Those of us who had recovered from traumatic lives and deaths knew there were several levels in the Astral realms & higher realms we couldn’t get to from where we were without passing certain tests that would come up every now and then – { I wasn’t completely sure about how and when these ‘tests’ came up and what that process was entirely }

— I think we meditated a lot and that process was similar to what many of us do down here in the material universe – During one of my meditations I saw a kind of ‘pop up window’ appear in front of me with an option to ‘graduate’ to a higher realm / higher level of understanding with increased access to higher lessons and possibly more effective healing abilities or something like that. —> I went to tell my friends about that, understood I was not supposed to tell them all the details about what I had done, or what hurdle/obstacle I had overcome in that meditation, but I knew it was perfectly okay to let them know that we were all making positive progress and we were not all stalled indefinitely at the level we had attained.

— One of our friends told us that he had been told it was time for him to go back down to the material universe and see if he could apply the lessons he had learned in this session between material lives. I volunteered to follow his progress long enough to see if things were turning out well for him ‘down there in the smoke and fog of forgetfulness’ –

— Someone asked me if the option I had just earned to move up to a higher level was something I should ‘jump on’ right away and let my friends on that level deal with their own tests and obstacles on their individual paths to evolutionary progress. I didn’t have to think about that for more than a ‘split second’ before I received the assurance that I could tell them, “I think that part of the reason I was given the option to ascend like that was because I was willing to keep tabs on you guys and try to send you spiritual pats on the back when things get tough down there-”

— Everybody was happy to hear that. { Oh, and this was definitely a co-ed group of friends. }

~~~~~ Jim

Family Reunion Dream

Monday, October 13, 2014  — Thanksgiving Day in Canada, Scarf’s Birthday in Ithaca —

Moe
Moe

I dreamed a lot of family members were at a family reunion that lasted several days at a house I didn’t recognize. I dreamed I slept in a couple different beds while I was there. One time I woke up our current orange cat, Moe, had gotten into some oil, had very black messy oil all over his head and back, and he wasn’t saying anything, Wasn’t meowing or complaining about anything, and when he opened his mouth he was all black inside his mouth, his jaws, his gums, roof of his mouth, tongue and his teeth. I was hoping he’d let me clean him up before something really bad happened.

Then we were listening to my father talking on and on about what he’d been up to, and I realized I had slept at least one night in his bed and that felt creepy. And then I was out in the woods somewhere, following tracks and roads that were mostly very rudimentary, two parallel tire tracks through fields and stuff. I found my father’s house, it looked like a modular unit, kind of like a glorified mobile home with a garage attached. I think the house was brown. Somebody told me that it sounded like my father was making progress in taking control of his life, avoiding some people who weren’t exactly good for him and deciding for himself who he would see and who he would hang out with. I started to follow this person back to the reunion, but it felt to me like he was following another path off away from the reunion.

Then I was back at the reunion between my cousin Glenn and his mother, Aunt Phyllis, catching up with them – they both ‘passed over’ Phyllis before 1990, I think, Glenn in 2001? soon after his 50th birthday. And my cousin, Sue, who moved to Arizona several years ago and dropped out of touch with just about everybody, who had a special closeness with Glenn, said, “Sometimes I can smell him, like I know he’s in the room with me.” And I told her that any time she thinks of him he can tell and be right there with her. She wasn’t very comfortable with that.

Then we were making plans to leave the reunion and I checked with my mother to see if I was getting a ride home with her -she doesn’t drive- she said no, the woman who was giving her a ride had plans to stop off and see how her children were doing and there wasn’t room in her car for me. I asked how I was supposed to get home, mom said, ‘Safely’.

Then I was walking through a city apartment house and heard a chain saw or something, saw kids around the age of 6 to 8 getting out of the way as somebody on a dirt bike came charging down a flight of stairs and headed for the door, revving his engine. But then the dirt bike rider stopped and parked the bike, inside the door, off to the left. He was probably between 12 and 15 years old.

Then I woke up. I got the feeling that the person who explained that my father was making progress had been an angel.

~~~~~Jim

Monday, September 8, 2014-

Monday, September 8th, 2014 -( 17°C / 63°F Clear & Sunny at 1:30 pm )-

Yes, I dreamed last night. No, I don’t remember right now what I dreamed. This is another case of I thought I would remember, but Cathi woke me up and reminded me that Monday is garbage day, asked, was I going to get up or did I expect her to take out the garbage?

So I got up. And took out the garbage, and fed the critters, and wrote the morning’s news headlines in 4 blogs, and had to go crazy looking for two passwords, and here I am-

—Well, there I almost was- I got distracted, cut a couple boards put together another duct tape and hangar wire shelf, glanced at this monitor, and, “oops” So Let me finish this and publish it.

———sigh, it is now 4:03 pm in the same time zone I started today in, I think-

——— Later —— I did remember something as I was climbing up and down stairs, cutting wood and building bookcases in my real life. I was talking to somebody, I think it was Kyle, my ex next door neighbor, and I had been somewhere for several hours and looked up in the sky and saw the huge full moon I’d seen just after it had risen, while I had been awake, but I didn’t realize I was dreaming at this point. I thought it was strange that the moon was still in the spot I had seen it, several hours earlier. This would be a major “Yikes! Run for cover-” event if I had been awake with all my usual senses———

~~~~~Jim

Caressed by a Buffalo (?)

7:12 am Wednesday, the 14th of June, 2013. 6°C / 42°F here, West of Ottawa, (Not quite the dark side of the moon….)

—Dreamed I was a passenger in a vehicle that was being driven by a woman. We were driving in a rural setting and the driver was upset about another woman who had built a fence close to the road and complained about everybody who drove near her new fence.

My driver drove close to the fence and stopped, she’d caught her sleeve on the fence. I got out with my pocket knife and cut the fence away. The woman and the vehicle drove away leaving me to face the angry woman.

I shrugged and said, “I don’t know what this is all about, but I had to cut your fence and I’ll make it up to you.”

The woman, maybe a child of hers or two, and I went to look at her fence and couldn’t find the cut I had just made.

Then I turned around and saw a honking huge Buffalo. (brown one, not white) His or her head was at least 8 feet tall. Quite imposing. I walked up to it and patted its neck. It happily rubbed its head against mine like a cat does.

—that’s it. weird enough?

—I’m sure my dream interpreting friends can have a field day with this one.

~~~~~Jim

((( & the love of my life replied in two messages like this:
Cathi Harris commented on your status.

(1) Cathi wrote: “Hmm…need to check my spirit animal totem thing, buffalos are a powerful image”

(2) Cathi Harris commented on your status.

Cathi wrote: “When a Buffalo appears in your life, it means you are in the process of manifesting a wish or goal, don’t get angry or impatient and “force the issue” know that your determination to make it will meet with success. The Buffalo teaches us to stay grounded and reminds us that when we are on the right path it is an easy one to follow.”)))

Is Today Wednesday?

Wednesday, June 5, 2013. 9˚C @ 6 am.

I was so tired I couldn’t stay awake to do things on my “Must Do” list, made sure the animals were okay and conked out. I woke up later, tried to check email, fell asleep at the keyboard before the email actually loaded, let the insistent dog out, fell asleep a couple times before he wanted back in and gave up and went back to bed after the dog wanted back in (and I let him back in).

Waking up between dreams, I was very nicely relaxed and remembered times in areas I felt were extraordinarily therapeutic.

—Dreams of support groups, friends from the past and robot buses programmed to kill.

— 1.) [Somebody told me a couple months ago- that- when you dream you’re naked, people in your dreams rarely acknowledge that fact.] I was somewhere comfortable. a spiritual coach type approached me and said, “We’re going to pull your pants down  in public and see how feel about that. I looked up and saw a bunch of people I knew and several young boys I don’t think I’d ever seen, and a couple women I’d been attracted to. One woman was slightly affectionate. I wondered if this was karmic, If maybe in my childhood I’d been too aggressive with my affections for a young girl who might have been too young. I realized I was walking around without my pants and only a few young boys were giggling. The woman who had been affectionate said, “Not now-” when I tried to put my arm around her.

— 2.) People I’d known and worked with (from my post office days) were somewhere with me in a pleasant outdoors place. It felt like we were catching up with each other. (I remember Cindy G. and it ‘felt like’ a couple others were there, but I couldn’t see them. I told Cindy we should invite a bunch of others, including her ex-boyfriend from that time and I don’t think she was super keen on that idea.

— 3.) A bus that was programmed to drive carefully around the same route, had cameras and redundant safety circuits to ensure that no passengers were ever in danger, or were neglected… had also been secretly programmed to kill ‘targets’ on command. Somebody had discovered this and was telling me about it. We were not on the bus but I could see it moving and I was concerned about potential victims. (I don’t think I personally knew anybody who might have been targeted for assassination by bus.)

——— ehhh-

~~~~~ Jim