I had a dream where I hear someone say from behind me, “Maybe you should use easy off to clean the oven.” I turn around to see where that off the wall comment came from. There is a man entering the room. He is a renegade. He is wearing burlap over his face and hands because he lives and works in the sand. He is a renegade sandman. From his unusual comment and the burlap bag over his face, I believe him to be one of my alien visitors. With this awareness, I become lucid in the dream. I offer to shake his hand. Somewhat apprehensive he slowly puts his hand out to meet mine. I remain there motionless without withdrawing my arm waiting for him to make contact with my extended hand. Finally he gains the courage and forthright to do so. In this process I become 100% lucid. I want to feel his hand even though he is still wearing the burlap over both hands. He slowly grabs my hand. I am utterly amazed at the physical sensation of the touch of his hand in mine. I CAN FEEL HIS PHYSICAL TOUCH. Although I am experiencing this in a dream I know he is not a dream. It is different than the normal touch of a human hand. His hand is very slender and his fingers long.
Finally he leans back and relaxes somewhat. We begin to talk. He is speaking to me in a language I know yet don’t recognize. I struggle to determine if I am speaking orally or mentally within the dream. After a bit of idle conversation, I am certain we are communicating completely telepathically. I can hear his words in my mind, I understand them as I do English yet I don’t recognize them as English. I ask him what language he is speaking to me in. Before he can answer, I ask if it is Spanish. He laughs and replies, “No.” I understand from his laugh that we are speaking a universal language born of telepathy. It is a language of pure thought in the framework of one mind.
He begins telling me of his many struggles. Before I realize it, he has taken off his burlap mask, jacket and burlap gloves. He is now sitting before me barechested with just his pants. He is a very good looking man who I find attractive. He has scratches on his chest; minor wounds from the many battles he has fought. In telling me about his struggles, I realize he is also describing the cause for which I am here. I realize we share a common story, heritage and purpose. He then tells me about a man who came down to New York to be born. He refers to this man as the Jesus Man. I know he is referring about me but I am confused as to his reference to New York. I live in Washington, DC but I am absolutely certain he is talking about me. I want to hear everything he is telling me so I don’t interrupt him to ask for clarification. I am afraid he may withhold information if I give him the impression that I know who he is referring to. He then starts telling me about my death; the death of the Jesus Man. He then says that his mother died that following January.
Bearing news of my mother a part of me wants to run and see my mother. My consciousness splits and a part of me is now with my mother and another part of me is still sitting with him listening to him recount the events of the cause for which we are fighting. Seeing my mother I want to tell her about her death but I realize I can’t share this information with her. I simply tell her that I love her and I return to my conversation with the Sandman.
I am looking deep into the man’s eyes. I can see them changing. I can see symbols in his eyes. Believing the dream is about to end, I wake up to grab my voice recorder but in the background I hear, “The shuttle craft is about to launch in 15 minutes.” Oh my God, they are on their way but where are they going? Should I be going with them? With my voice recorder in hand, I decide to stick around for a few more minutes to see if I can get more information on what is happening now and where they are going.
Back in the dream, I can feel something on my back. I reach behind me and pull a uniform that is attached to my back and I throw it down on the floor in front of me. It lands in between both of us. Laying on the ground it looks like a deflated person. He is still talking to me but his words are no longer registering. I then hear over a loud speaker, “The shuttle is about to launch.” Where are they going? New York possibly?
I immediately opened my eyes to record the details of the dream and quickly set the voice recorder down to return to the dream. Upon my return, I saw a group of people standing under a sign that read Orothanos. I somehow understood my house to be a gateway for incoming travelers into this dimension.
Confused by parts of the dream I looked up the word Orothanos which I could not find anything similar to it. In the dream, I had to sound it out because it was a word I had never seen before. Each letter of the word was contains in a sphere. The closest I could come to it was the word Oranos or Ouranos which means Uranus.
Uranus is the Latinized form of Ouranos, the Greek word for sky. In Greek mythology Uranus (often cited as Ouranos), Father Sky is personified as the son and husband of Gaia, Mother Earth (Hesiod, Theogony).
I also wanted to find out the symbolic meaning of New York.
New York City, which is the largest city in the United States, is known for its history as a gateway for immigration to the United States and its status as a financial, cultural, transportation, and manufacturing center.
Liberty Enlightening the World (French: La liberté éclairant le monde), commonly known as the Statue of Liberty (French: Statue de la Liberté), was presented to the United States by the people of
France in 1886. It stands at Liberty Island as a welcome to all visitors, immigrants, and returning Americans.
Worldwide, the Statue of Liberty is one of the most recognizable icons of the United States, and, more generally, represents liberty and escape from oppression.
That is absolutely powerful. WOW!!
Now at first pass I didn’t even stop to consider the meaning behind the word Jesus. I assumed it was merely a reference to my strong spiritual convictions but then I decided to look it up. Does the name Jesus have a meaning.
Jesus of Nazareth also known as Jesus Christ, is the central figure of Christianity and is revered by most Christians as the incarnation of God. Muslims consider Jesus a prophet, and several other religions also consider him an important figure.
The name “Jesus” is an Anglicization of the Greek (Iēsous), itself a Hellenization of the Hebrew (Yehoshua) or Hebrew-Aramaic (Yeshua), meaning “YHWH rescues“. “Christ” is a title derived from the Greek (Christós), meaning the “Anointed One,” which corresponds to the Hebrew-derived “Messiah”.
So the meaning of the word Jesus is “YHWH rescues“.