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Dream Aug. 30th, 2016 with Interp.

The Gang.   “C1” headed our duo.  I was “P3” I had a suitcase of clothes and towels and sundries.  “C1” wanted to make a ‘charity run’.  For a moment I thought he wanted to donate all in the car including my case, so I felt he was going to make me choose to release ownership.  Well, how do I feel about that?  Can I feel thrilled?  Thankful?  Blase’?  Just OK justifying that they need it more than me?  It did not come to that, but it was an exercise in release.

We visited  a lady and her gladness at our coming was written on her face.  “C1′ had brought a strip of tokens with contracts signed from a priest who wanted to rent her spare room. “C1” had added stipulations he didn’t have to for her benefit.  The token accords showed the priest had agreed.

a popular movie was playing but I didn’t want to go alone.  There was another fellow in the chair in the room with one leg crossed casually over the other knee.  He was “D4”.  I heard him mention he wanted to go, but not alone either.  I spoke up,  “Hey, D4, why don’t we go together?  He looked at me and said,  “Only if it’s ‘Dutch'”.

On our walk downtown I scanned the wooden fronts.  which of these Old western style fronts hides a theater within?  Another tag-along pointed to a marquee saying 24 hrs.  He was “D7”,  “Hey,  Here’s a really long show -24 hrs.!  Anybody want to go?”  I said, “Um, I’m not really up for that one.”

I spotted the theater we wanted, but when I unrolled my silk wallet at the window to pay my fare, I found it contained many pockets of foreign currency.  I was clueless to values, so I pulled out a small token saying 1.2.  The man took it and said I had a large amount of change coming.

 

HOLY SPIRIT, why do we have letter and number designations?  -“It is obvious that as you progress in your journeys you have many IDs.”-

Does C1 make many ‘charity runs’ and what are they?  -“He desires to assist in removing distortions by gift of ‘Light’ and answers to questions.”-

Why is my fear a loss of possessions?(The suitcase.)  -“It is  a distortion that may be removed by forgiveness and letting go.”-

What of the lady given a better deal on rental contracts?  -“What a blessing to have C1 negotiate additional blessings to a contract pre-incarnation.”-

What is the desire to attend a play with a companion even if there is no commitment to a date?   -”  the lifetime relationship thus is not as married, but as companions.”-

So antique wooden fronts describe constructs of an earth life?  -“Yes.”-

Why did I reject a 24 hr. show? -“Those long vibration shows tell a very long story.”-

What is with all the various notes to select from to pay my entry?  -“Selection times of birth country and value is hierarchy of your entity.”-

Why did I choose a small looking token, yet it turned out very valuable?  -“Just because you think 1.2 is small doesn’t mean it is.”-

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Filligrio; Dream the old hoarding General passes

I heard in my dream the name:’Filligrio’. The old General, Filligrio, knew he might be captured, so he swallowed a stomach full of diamonds!
Sure enough, the opposing general knew about the deception and said, “We will use fire to cut him open from the gullet to the groin!”
The old General sighed, “Oh, well, it was a good run while it lasted.”
I watched as the laser opened him and when the diamonds spilled out, two stuck on his nose.

Holy Spirit, who was the first General, and why swallow diamonds?
….Diamonds represent tangible wealth in the level of the physical. You grasp that it is hidden by a ‘power-elite’. This old general represents the part of ‘fearful/wily’ ego-self in you – unenlightened, not seeing the oneness of all peoples. He keeps his hidden wealth in his stomach, hoarded and unspent…..
So I am carrying hoarded unspent wealth that needs to be shared by growing enlightened?
….Yes…..
OK, who is the opposing general who opens him and what is the ‘fire’?
….Reason and Wisdom are used by the Heroic Mind who fights for freedom from Tyranny of hoarded wealth, allowing it to spill into the light. The sun shines on it and sparkles in all beholding eyes…..
Why are two diamonds stuck on the old general, and does his sigh mean anything?
….The sigh meant his fight to maintain his old hold and ‘Rule the Day’ using old hoarding mentality is finally yielded to Reason, and as the hoarded wealth is spread out, he is not left without…..
One for each nostril of breathing?
….We laugh for levity and it is revealed to be so…..
OK. What is Filligrio? ….Look it up…..
I dreamed someone said for me to expect $500? ….Your cable service will buy out the old satellite service for $500….. NOTE: It took three months but I finally got the $500 check after I had to pay satellite folks $571 for breaking the contract!

Speech I gave at 1969 Oxy College reunion June, 2014

ImageCRUCIAL Lessons at OXY (Occidental College)

(I wrote this to present at my dinner at Oxy honoring our 45th reunion class of 1969 this last June 21st)

I’ve just discovered the tablet game, Angry Birds.  Why are they angry?  It’s about vengeance over some stolen eggs by green pigs.  The birds will give their lives to wipe the smirk off the faces of those pigs!  And those green faces just oink and laugh at the ineffectual birds which hop on a slingshot for me to send flying to their deaths…egging me on!  I wasted many bird lives on this game of vengeance and then I noticed I had wasted many hours as well!  I had not accomplished or learned anything! (But I enjoyed it.)

Some things I have chosen to do in life actually teach me crucial lessons…and not all of them in classrooms.  Do I remember what was lectured in Thorne Hall?  Hmm, no.  But I remember in 1969 a dormmate telling me that Jesus was alive and that I could talk to Him.

I remember the crucial spot in the quad by the rosebushes.  I said, “Hello, Jesus, nice rosebushes.”  It was a crucial moment when I wanted to share beauty in thankfulness to the creator.  What happened next was a crucial connection to an inner voice via the Holy Spirit phone line!

“What you invest in is what you are going to get back.”   BWONGGGGG!  Hey, that sounds true, but I just had to test it out.  The next person I saw I lifted my head and my hand and said, “Hi.”  And guess what?  He gave it right back!  “Hi.”   Talk about eggs, I think I just hatched!

What have I done since?  I became a God chaser.  And the more I invest, the more I get back.

My incubating those student years at Oxy was a crucial time where I chose my life path; not just information, but my passion.

Would you rather be Right or Kind?

would you rather be right or kind?______________.

 

What brought up this question was an event I experienced at a gathering of ladies who have met daily for the last thirty years at the local fast food coffee house to work crossword-puzzles.  Mom had been a regular and when she had a stroke, we daughters used to take her, even though she stopped guessing at the answers.  She enjoyed seeing familiar faces.

Now I like a challenge to get my mental juices flowing.  I also love to be right, for that means, ‘I win!’

Mom has been gone for awhile now and this day I decided to drop in and join in the fun.  They had already been at it a half hour when I sat down.  The oldest white haired lady had been given the job of reading the clues and filling in our best guess as to the answer.  The boxes were tiny in the clipping from the paper, and I could see her squinting her eyes.

“Um…um”. She said, hesitatingly.  We had all agreed on the word to fill the blanks and she was trying to pencil them in.  I peeked over.  Oh- no!  She misspelled it!  I reached over a finger to ‘help’ point out her mistake.  I told her, “That’s not an ‘I’,  its an ‘A’.”

Three of the other ladies were aghast at my importunity.

“Let her be!”

“Let her take her time!”

“We never push!”

Ah!  Me being accused of wrongdoing?  Where was I wrong?  Sure I was right in the letter, but my ‘get it right or be corrected’ spirit was pushing my own ego agenda.  I caused more fluster to this fragile soul and therefore defeated the purpose of fun for which they had gathered.

I had to realize that over the years these ladies had so tuned to each other that ‘no pushing’ had become their rule of love.