Category: Spirituality

March Breaking

Saturday, March 16, 2013 // -9˚C / +16˚F @ Noon

—There was one day recently when I woke up remembering about ten dreams I’d had that night.

—The next day, or the day after the next, I had a dream that told me we’d had a time shift in 1973 and this planet had begun the process of splitting our dimension into two separate dimensions. Mostly positive people (Or positive above a certain level with a prerequisite level of understanding and/or evolutionary experience???) would drift into the positive dimension and mostly negative and/or selfish, manipulative, controlling, evil people and almost positive people who had cartloads of bad karma or were afraid to move to the positive dimension… would fall into the darker dimension.

—The process of splitting into those two groups had begun in 1973 (according to the dream… which had a narator I guessed was an angel or arch-angelic type) and the two groups would co-exist for a certain period of time and then the groups would begin to lose sight of each other, stop thinking about members of the other group, lose touch and then  finally, the break would come and a barrier between the two dimensions would seal.  Life would immediately begin to get better for everyone in the higher dimension and much worse for everybody in the lower dimension. Loving, sharing people would find abundance and increased understanding, and suddenly realize they had more psychic connections and/or ‘abilities’. Bitter, selfish, nasty, mean, controlling, manipulative people would find themselves involved in wars that would destroy their economies, destroy their food crops, destroy their infrastructure and plunge them back into a dark age, or more like the stone ages.

—There were people in that dream that were definitely my friends from this life, who are still alive now, who acted in very positive ways in the dream that the selfish, controlling crowd would try to claim were ‘immoral’/ evil / illegal etc. But the angels & arch-angels who were monitoring this whole process had a very different perspective and were protecting these good people and making their sometimes fragile self images immune to the evil, devastating, undermining propaganda of the ‘dark and selfish’ ones.

I started writing that story, or the story from that dream, and strangely enough, I have felt both energized and ‘attacked’ by nightmares and weird fleeting illnesses and infections. I could easily believe that the dark selfish powers are onto me, do not want me to write that story and are trying to make it impossible for me to do so- But the good guys are still here, encouraging me- assuring me that the diseases and conditions are very temporary and while the bad guys would know something was up if the good guys shielded me completely from these attacks and step up their efforts immediately… the good guys had me covered and wanted me to know that a little bit of discomfort now would be seen to be much more than ‘worth it’, in a fairly short time. World news in the past couple months looks like the baddies are making a desperate last ditch effort to control the planet, the media and everything else.

—So I’ll live with this arthritis and feeling like I’m constantly on the verge of being down for the count with a nasty flu or some worse condition, and probably keep plugging away.

—The last uncomfortable message that came through was along the lines of “The shadow government now knows every word you text, tweet, type, speak or blog…”

—So I think I just committed to taking my day dreams off line in computers that do not have blue tooth / wifi capabilities.

——— Have a nice life….

————— Jim ~~~~~

 

 

 

Recent Dreams

I’ve been having conversations with relatives and friends and then, while waking up, realize they left the land of the living a while back.

Friends: Larry popped up a couple times and we were talking with friends who are still living (Samm).

Cousin Glenn drops by quite often. Uncle Tom has been around, but not as often as Glenn. My sister Diane shows up in spurts,  like she’s busy on the other side and then wants to see how we’re doing back here.

Recently, I had a dream that a policeman was talking to me and seemed almost shocked that I would be relaxed while talking to a uniformed policeman. I told him my father was a fireman and I grew up around people in uniforms.

Another slightly odd situation recently, I seemed to have walked into a group of very diverse men (don’t remember any women being there, wherever it was) all of them said they were Jewish and were challenging me to be able to identify them by their facial features. (some with beards, some without, some redheads, blond guys… Some looked Irish, some looked like vikings…) while waking up I was wondering why they were so concerned about whether I could guess they were Jewish by their looks.

—Um, that’s all for now-

~~~~~Jim

 

Busy Day Dreaming

Monday, February 11, 2013 (Numerologically a “1” Day)

Lotsa dreams to report.

1) Dreamed I was looking at a house that I thought we had just moved into. I went back outside and saw a tractor trailer parked along the back side of the house. (which could mean that we’d bought a prefab modular home- There’s a company in Quebec that manufactures them, Belaire I think, I’ll look up the name later.) anyway, Feeling that this was out next home, I walked to the street side of the home and tried to get a look at the house number, which was on a black iron pole out front, like a light pole or something. I couldn’t see the number from where I stood and tried to rise up to see it. When I couldn’t rise up I said, “This is a dream, I should be able to fly up and see the number-” I floated up and saw it “345” – first actual lucid dream that I could interfere with the physics inside the dream (either I can fly or I can’t, I haven’t been able to change the rules inside any particular dream)

2) I had angered some kind of dark cosmic force which tried to show me who’s boss by pulling me off this planet and throwing me into space. I saw the solar system, and then the Milky Way Galaxy zooming away from me- And then I saw many more galaxies lined up and zooming away like crazy. many of them started to look like archipeligo islands brown rocky islands with lagoons and those circular reef barriers around them. I changed directions and zoomed forward to look at several of them. I was surprised that an awful lot of them had human life and they looked like us. I wondered if these were parallel worlds, and then I was riding a train or a bus, looking out the window, I asked a female companion what she saw- (at first I thought this was Cathi, I thought she had been taking this journey with me) and for instance, I saw a smallish ram running alongside. She said she saw a dog, I told her I saw the ram.

The train or bus stopped and we got out. We went into something that looked like a shopping mall and went into a crowded ice cream shop that reminded me of the ‘Friendlies’ chain in New England. She had a sample scoop of vanilla ice cream before we found a seat and I asked her where she got that, she said she’d lifted if from a counter. we sat down at a not very conventional seat and a waitress was right there, I said I wanted a sample sized vanilla. somebody said ‘good choice’ The waitress almost left, I was looking at a sculpted Ice cream creation, part of which resembled a lizard sculpted of yellow ice cream with brown streaks, I thought it was banana flavored with chocolate or fudge streaks. I told the waitress I wanted some kind of banana sundae. Then I asked her if she took Canadian money. She said I was a long way from home and asked to see my implant. She looked at my wrist and no implant. The waitress said, “You’re in trouble!” My Companion, said, “I’m taking care of him” and showed her implant. then continued, “He likes to joke like that, I keep telling him not to-”

3) Somewhere between Vermont and the next world, next life- My sister Diane was there. Cathi was there, My sister Sharon was there, and other family members and friends from this life. Somebody had rented an ‘office’ that I feared cost too much for us to support or keep going- I figured I better get going and record my first radio program, thought I’d start with an intro from Genesis (I can feel it, coming in the air tonight….) heard that perfectly- and began to plan to move on and thought I might include the interview I had with author Geneve Blue about her book, “I Ching Jukebox” a couple years ago- ((the interview is saved on the indigostarcrystalradio dot info website, I believe you can listen to it if you go there.

—–Wow. Cathi and I had a session with a friend of ours up here (Gordon Olmstead) who is quite sensitive and is branching out to include Akashik Record reading and clearing sessions over skype. He wanted to try it on us before he started advertising this service. It was fantastic. After the session I saw a lot of interesting ghosts (I can’t quite call them an apparition because I didn’t recognize anybody) but several of them were like peeking around corners at us and quickly vanishing. My vivid dream cycle seems to have kicked itself up several notches and today was off the charts. One of the things Gordon told me during the session was he thought he was clearing something at my third eye chackra that would increase my clairvoyant talents or activities. hmmmm- looks like he was right.

—wow

~~~~~Jim

Achy Saturday Evening

Saturday, February 2, 2013. ((Lisa’s Birthday.)) (((And Ricky’s too.)))
-19˚C/-2˚F outside of Ottawa @ 10:25 pm, and we had just enough snow to cover flat surfaces. just enough to track a cat if he or she walked by.
Yellow Evening Fog— I guess they have temperature inversions in the game world.
Yum=
Had a wicked headache before. went to sleep, woke up.
The cats are all well behaved, the towel I used as a bathmat-
-instead of being askew on the floor
was lined up nicely at the sink.
There has to be a little guy about to appear somewhere and say,
“Picture this-“
followed by the theme from the twilight zone.
& yes I’ve been dreaming up a storm.
Woke up worried about the dog
no, he’s fine, hasn’t touched his breakfast scoop yet,
so he’s happy with the bread he’s blackmailed from me.
left with the feeling that everybody is choosing
between the lessers of several evils,
everywhere. all the time.
~~~~~Jim

Saturday, January 5, 2013

Saturday, January 5, 2013. -10˚C / +14˚F @ 11:59 pm.

(Paramahansa Yogananda’s Birthday.) ( && /Annie P.’s ((Cheryl W’s sister)) Birthday.)

Dreamed that Jassper (our ‘puppy horse’) (Lab type dog, wants to be this area’s first 500 pound dog…) was chained up on the back deck and a black bear attacked him. In the dream I called the police and went looking for some kind of weapon I could protect my dog with. Then the dog had survived the attack, but he was a bloody mess and was hiding under a shovel on the porch. ((In the dream he was hiding under a shiny silver short handled shovel that looked like what people used to use to shovel snow in the dark ages (like the 1950’s) before anybody designed snow shovels the way they look now.)) I was really upset and wished I had a shotgun with some heavy duty slugs that would have blown the bear’s head off.

Also, in one of my exploring a house I’ve never seen before dreams a male authority figure that I had thought was my father at first, said something like, “Better get on the stick with the Atlantic Salmon.”  —> which could be related to the fact that Cathi had put in for a transfer to the Department of Fisheries and Oceans up here and they’ve been contacting her, thinking they would pay to move us to Fredericton if she gets an offer and accepts it.

—Yay?  Woke up in less pain than most days recently- (Fibromyalgia? Flu? Arthritis? Ack.)

~~~~~Jim

 

New Year’s Eve, Decembre 31, 2012

Monday, Decembre 31, 2012. -1˚C / +30˚F @ 6:30 pm.

I was feeling lousy earlier today and went back to bed.

In my most recent dream I dreamt I was talking to my good friend Larry, who passed away very unexpectedly a couple years ago around this time.

He told me he discovered recently that he has a son, that the boy is having problems and that he (Larry) is suffering greatly because he can’t be there for his son.

I continued to dream that I was trying to find the boy and saw him in a couple different coloured backgrounds. The first was a blue and I was explaining to the boy or somebody that I had an indigo background. In my second attempt, I’m not sure whether I saw the boy in a pink background or glossed over one in favour of a lighter blue/cyan background.

I have no idea what, if anything, the different coloured backgrounds might mean.

~~~~~Jim

Thursday, December 6, 2012

8:41 am

Dreamed I was in Los Angeles, California, being handed the keys to an apartment or town house #92 (A woman handed me the keys) I discovered that 92 was the street address as well as their unit number. Then I was eating something outdoors at a picnic table with my uncle Tom sitting beside me (behind me as I was sitting sideways at the table). [I think he passed away about 5 years ago] I asked him how long he’d been sitting there and wondered if he remembered me, or had moved on to another life with a completely blank memory of the past. I became distracted by the sound of thunder & thought I should move indoors, I also thought about taking a digital photo of myself with Los Angeles palm trees in the background. And I wondered if I should try to contact friends who live in San Diego while I was there.

~~~~~Jim

Saturday, September 29th

Saturday, September 29th, 2012  = 7˚C / 45˚F @ 7:30 am.

(( 10˚C / 50˚F @11:30 pm )).

It’s been a rough couple weeks, rough summer.

Today, with a couple hours of sleep and then falling in and out of sleep waiting for Cathi to be ready to attend the Wellness and Craft show at the Nick Smith Centre, we did get there and we did buy a couple Crystal things.

Cathi showing off her new Pendant and Earrings.

Cathi got a Jasper pendant with a citrine ball in front of it and citrine ear rings. (She also got  Lemurian Crystal and a pair of green calcite crystals.)

After we got home I conked out and had a constant stream of dreams flying at me, including one in which I was chanting with my eyes closed (felt like a first nations/Native American Chant) and hundreds of crows flew in two streams, one on either side of me from above my head in front of me down and past my head, continued zooming off behind me. In the dream I opened my eyes and said something like “Wow! Thanks!”, feeling like they were either protecting me or giving me a message or both.

(At one point in my life I did a Medicine Cards spread to see what kind of Animal Guides I might have. Crow guarded my way within. Crow is the law giver- (Unlike Raven, who is a trickster, and deals with Magic.) My way within has to go in accordance with Spiritual Law. No dark side short cuts for me. 🙂 )

—We have some new people to connect with, including one who does past life regressions. 🙂

~~~~~Jim

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

Hi.

Dreamed earlier that I had a heavy dog climbing onto my lap. I was talking to somebody who’d gotten a call about ‘acting’ in a porno flick. The dog climbing onto my lap distracted me, so I don’t know how the porno guy dream went or ended.

Later, I had a dream similar to yesterday’s (Yesterday I dreamed I was ‘inheriting’ interactive maps tracking people, where they were, where their friends and enemies were, and where dangerous situations were likely to occur. Somebody told me that I had become a higher level guardian and these maps came with the territory.) Today I was dreaming in terms of maps and psychically uploading information from dreams onto usb key drives. The information looked like maps. ((I’ve been editing world maps, merging areas in an MMO Role Playing game world. So maybe the images are coming from there.))

~~~~~Jim

More Weird Dreams

Saturday, August 18, 2012. (Today Might be a friend from the post office in Stratford’s Birthday.) 22˚C / 62˚F @ 7:34 pm somewhere in the real world.

—Keep reaching for the ‘golden ring’, Keep intending to meditate or dream solutions to real world problems.

—Still keeping track of dreams and they’re getting stranger.

—Friday, the 17th: After intense praying / concentrating, & a bit of yoga to relax my body while reaching for the sky, imploring God, Jesus, Gurus, Ascended Masters, Guides, Angels, Arch Angels, Entirely Positive Beings Aligned with the Light, Love, Understanding…. to guide my meditation and/or dreams into directions that bring me solutions to personal and universal crises that are plaguing my family, friends, and fellow humans … I felt like I was taking off and flying up through the sky as I was falling asleep (had a couple false starts, realized I was falling asleep, and that realization woke me up…) I blacked out, fell asleep, did not maintain awareness during the transition… —It felt like another dimension, looked just like this one, I was talking with a woman who was amazingly cute, had large brown eyes and wavy, dark brown hair. She turned her head and revealed that part of her head that I couldn’t see at first, was missing, the edges of her face were torn and the back of her head and neck on what would have been her right side had been blown away, or disintegrated. She was not a bloody mess. I woke up enough to realize I’d been dreaming and then settled back into a lucid episode where I knew I was dreaming, (later lost the “I know I’m dreaming-” awareness) And found the woman again. At first she seemed to be puzzled over the fact that her revealing herself as having been killed hadn’t scared me off. She became affectionate, flirtatious, and more than a bit of a tease. ( she was lying with her head on my lap, dressed in a sweater knit top that didn’t cover her entire rib cage (belly button showing) and short short jeans. She unzipped her shorts and brought my hand to her belly, began to slide it under her shorts, then said ‘no’ and sat up. She held my arms around her, kept control of my hands (her back against me, kept my hands away from her breasts and made sure they couldn’t stray toward her ‘ more private parts’) I got the distinct impression that I was ‘communicating’ with someone who had been murdered, possibly by a sexual predator. She hadn’t actually said anything to me. As i was waking up again, I wondered how dreaming something like this could possibly help me discover the solution to anybody’s problems on earth in real earth time. I didn’t recognize her, but I didn’t feel it strange that she would want to cuddle with me- I wondered if she was somebody I knew and loved in a previous life. Maybe I was helping her get over the fact that she’d been murdered, & get over the brutality of that murder?

—Saturday, August 18th:  Again, fell asleep reaching for God, intending to receive guidance: “Krash Kadittle” (On the game development front….) I was talking to people in their basement bar about progress in developing my game world. I told them about a character named “Krash” who was a human race car driver. When I told them that the game software insisted I give him a last name at level 5 they turned their backs on me and walked away, apparently unimpressed. As I was waking up I was aware of a character who wants me to call him “Moe”. This character was watching me from the sky (a face barely visible in the sky) to see what I say about him. He wants to know what I say about him before he steps forward to tell me anything more. (He was not a feline character, though I have created a feline buccaneer looking character named Moe while building areas in the game that I really am building on line.)

———“Admin”