Message #34128

[guest88]

Hi Steve,

Thank you for your interest and reply. I hadn't realized you posted in here until now. Yes I loved seeing the lightning bugs in PA, especially as a kid. None that I know of here in Houston.

I've had a few more prominent dreams. Two days ago it was about powerful and manipulative entities coercing me into a type of project. I obliged an old friend creating a multi-level building until I became tired of his pushing and walked away. I told him I did not want to repeat old patterns. I realized he is the kind of energy to use me for personal gain and his attempts to persuade me make me uncomfortable.

Here is last nights dream/this morning. If I hadn't told you, recording the dreams has created an awareness of layered realities. Characters are interchangeable and sometimes it's as if past/present and future are happening simultaneously. Unless my point of awareness anchors into a specific reality- and I am then living out the dream like a movie in chronological order. It's an intriguing experience.

I dreamt that my Pappy (Grandpa) is going to die soon. It might be around Easter. Dad was there. There were two different layers. One reality is somewhere in Hawaii. Another, my bedroom. The night before Pappy's death, Dad noted his strange behavior. Dad called 911. I remember relaying to Pappy over the phone, "911 Pappy- 911." Pap knew what was going on, he knew he was about to die. They took him away from us. Somewhere in this dream was an adventure between these events- a mission. There was en entity overseeing everything.
April (Sister) hadn't a clue, neither did Mom- until the event transpired. I am heart-broken. One of the first deaths in our family that I could feel. I think Pappy went on to live. He was relaying messages to me, post death.
There is a random scene where Mom allows April and her girlfriends to sleep in my bedroom, and I am forced to sleep in the room Pappy was last in before they took him away.
There was a lot of talk around death in my dreams last night. The last portion of dreaming I am with a warrior of some sort by a Volcano in Hawaii. The warrior takes me to a hot and thin running stream of lava. He kneels down into the stream- the lava burns him. Burns us? He's calmly killing himself. He tells me, "Die with a purpose."