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Friends’ Reunion – Rock and Roll Bands – Sporty Cars & ATM Cards

Friday, August 21st, 2015 -( 28˚C / 82˚F — Sunny & almost bearable – & a bit muggy @4:44 pm in Atlantic Canada — on Dottie Shrader’s Birthday )-

Dream like seascape/landscape.
– Game Development Screen Shot – Doug’s ‘Highe Elf’ Builder Character staring out to sea at fog enshrouded mountainous islands off shore.

— I dreamed I dropped in on a mini-reunion of friends from high school & the one I knew since Jr High was there and I didn’t think that was strange even though he’d died suddenly and unexpectedly on his way home from a holiday dinner in Boston a couple years ago – After we had dinner in their hotel, I had to go somewhere, so the friend who is still alive in the real world gave me a ride in his sporty black ‘American’ car – I wasn’t sure what make and model, just that it was made in the USA. & I had plans to meet them back at the hotel after my previously scheduled engagement. I rode in the back seat and didn’t think that was strange, or that there was a dark fog in the passenger’s seat in front where my friend who had died ( I didn’t remember that in the dream ) came along for the ride.

— My ‘previously scheduled engagement’ was a rehearsal of a Rock and Roll band that I guess I was part of. I was the last to arrive and when I got there, everybody was sitting around, no instruments were out, they were sitting at a table and informed me that one member of the band had delivered a tantrum and quit. When I asked if we were going to rehearse without our prima donna they all said, “No -” they weren’t in the mood.

— I don’t know how I got back to the hotel but when I got there, an assistant manager met me after announcing my name with a bull horn and told me my friends had left and the ATM machines all around the country were all down, so their stay had been charged to my credit card, which was the only one that had worked.

— So I went to the late evening snack I had just paid for, found nobody there but me, sat down and ate all the french fries. Then one of my friends’ woman friends showed up, went for the french fries and snarled at me saying, “That’s not the way we do things around here -” I shrugged and said, “Well everybody else’s credit cards and ATM cards are frozen and I just paid for three days of everybody’s rooms and dinner -” and shrugged again.

— I woke up and realized it was after 4 pm, I had fallen asleep between 2 and 3 pm and I had a dog’s nose in my face, he was trying to see if I was still alive enough to let him go outside to pee and back in to raid the refrigerator for the treat he believes he deserves for not peeing inside the house. 

🙂

— shrug –,

~~~~~ Jim

Tuesday, October 28, 2014 = Weird dream about bank accounts.

Good Morning?

I dreamed I had a bank account with $12.20 left in it. I went to check on a deposit that was supposed to have gone in and found a negative balance instead. I sent a message to the bank, asking them what happened to my deposit and why was I showing a negative balance?

I got a message back, after I’d spent a lot of time and energy going through statements, bills, invoices and all that ugly financial bull chips.

The message from the bank was, The deposit was never made, they discovered that they had charged me for a returned check that hadn’t been mine, hadn’t had anything to do with any account I was associated with and they gave me back my $12.20 cents.

I told them I had been assured that the money which was supposed to be deposited had gone to my account, and I had the details of this transaction and sent that documentation to the bank.

The bank got back to me on this, said they couldn’t honestly trace that deposit until they did a complete audit of everything that came in the day that deposit must have gone into the wrong account, somewhere, and it might take them a month to complete their audit.

I asked them if they would be crediting my account with interest back to the date that deposit should have been in my account.

The bank manager said, no, that is not their policy.

I woke up and uncomfortably went over the details of that dream for a while, then switched to lying there, working out details as to how I would start and where I would go with my NaNoWriMo Novel, beginning this coming Saturday.

>>>—–Gaaaaaaaaaaa—->

~~~~~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.”)))

The Move is On

Sunday, June 2nd, 2013.  22˚C / 70˚F in the Ottawa area (from two different sources) (It’s nowhere near as Muggy  as yesterday here—)

A young boy thought I looked like Gandalf in “The Hobbit” yesterday. Last March a slightly drunk young man called out to his friends, “Hey look, it’s Dumbledoor!”

(Ouch, my neck-)

So, we didn’t know for sure until Wednesday whether we would actually be moving or not. Cathi had a job offer, & the Department of Fisheries and Oceans up here is hurting for people with her knowledge and expertise, && they wanted her there by New Years day. Um, it took them until most of the way through May to get the actual job offer in her hands and wanted us to move about a thousand miles and be ready for her to start by like, tomorrow? And then a mix up in the details of how they were going to help us move had Cathi ready to flip them the bird and call out something like, “In your dreams, Ice Holes!” But the guy who knew what he was doing, unlike most guys who know what they’re doing, was at the top of their food chain and he diplomatically whacked the person on the wrist who had told Cathi that she wasn’t going to get much help getting there.

We had a Real Estate friend come over with a chain saw and a branch pruning pole and, in yesterday’s heat, cut back some bushes, loaded a bunch of shrub prunings onto his trailer and turned my forehead red from exposure to sunlight, (I didn’t blush it this colour.)

No- we don’t live in igloos up here year round. Yes, Canadians with European colouration do get sunburns when we’re halfway to the North Pole.

———And, man, do I have a lot of dreams to tell you about. (If it’s tomorrow there are probably several of those dreams either above this message or pr-dated to get them below, closer to where they actually happened.)

——— (Busy up North),

~~~~~Jim

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 ~~~~~

 

 

 

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

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

Dreaming All Day

Monday, October 1, 2012   10˚C / 50˚F at 11:59 pm.

Cathi’s first Monday home since her early retirement took effect. We listened to Coast to Coast AM all night and after Cathi went to bed I thought I’d try to sleep in the lounge chair.

I let the dog out of his over night crate and let the visiting cat out of the room he’s locked in all night (so our cat and he don’t fight all night) and then the dog kept making noises that kept me from falling asleep. I moved to the couch for a short time, with the dog lying beside me. I tried to doze off in this position, but no- the dog wouldn’t let me doze off, because he kept wanting me to scratch him somewhere else. After maybe half an hour, he gave up, jumped down to the floor and made himself comfortable there. I thought I’d take advantage of this and move back to the lounge chair. Nope. the dog got up and wagging his tail, let me know he wanted to go outside again.

So I  let the dog out and sat down on the lounge chair, almost dropped off to sleep when the dog made a noise that sounded like he was sneezing in my ear and then he scratched the door to say he wanted to come inside. I got up and let him in and settled back into the chair. He more or less left me alone. but it seemed like every time I almost dropped off into dream land, the dog made a little whine or snort in my ear (the ear away from him- like it was a psychic thing.)

So I went upstairs and quietly climbed into bed. And then took a couple hours to get to sleep as it felt like every spirit in town was talking to somebody somewhere and I was hearing all of them like they were in the room with me.

But when I finally did get to sleep, I had a string of dreams connecting with family and friends in unfamiliar landscapes, like they were living in parallel dimensions.

The only sequence I can remember right now, involved being at a house party somewhere and our friend Shelley stepped on a staple sticking up from the carpet. I offered to carry her somewhere so she wouldn’t have to step down with her bare foot again and she let me- I think we were wondering whether I should carry her to a car and drive her to the hospital or what when I woke up.

~~~~~Jim Admin