Last Night’s dream felt like a continuation of my night from the 6th. I had gone out to the Green Lantern to take in some of the Pride festivities. I met Robert there. In the dream I am with Robert trying to find his shirt. I suggest while he is looking for an appropriate shirt to wear he should sample the Fish Bread. It is a yellow pound cake that looks like a yellow tuna. Others at around us are expressing disinterest in the bread. I remark to Robert. What do they expect for $6 dollars inferring it is good bread for the price.
~~~~~~ DREAM ENDS
Although the dream was short the evening seemed to simply go on from real life to the dream where it picked back up seamlessly like the pages of a book. I remember thinking how real the it felt in the dream. It made me question whether I had really gone to the Green Lantern of if that too was simply part of a dream.
I never knew such a thing existed as fish bread but I found pictures online.
In last night’s dream I find myself between two gates. I know where I am trying to go but believe I can take a short cut through one of the gates. I walk through and realize it’s the wrong gate. This side is a prison where all the men where jeans shirts and pants with black trim. I attempt to return through the gate but am denied access. I am asked for identification. I check my back pocket and don’t seem to have it with me. The guard tells me I must be a prisoner and now have to prove myself.
Feeling frustrated in not being able to get where I’m going I decide to resort to my gift of flight. I can fly but I can’t seem to fly high enough to overcome the height of the wall. I decide to walk and find my way. I come across a room that is hosting exhibits. I pass by the first and second exhibit finding them extremely interesting. I wish I had time to study them. I march on coming up on the 3rd exhibit. This one is one of numerology. I pause a bit longer as this exhibit is quite interesting. It foretells the future through numerology but who’s future? It occurs to me that the previous exhibits were also an attempt to foretell the future. I seem to have the images still in my mind. I’m becoming ever more frustrated wanting to solve the puzzle of what is being foretold and trying hard to get to my desired destination.
I continue walking coming across yet another exhibit. In this final exhibit I seem to be part of it much like a pawn. I am so frustrated because now I want to return to the other exhibits to study them further. Feeling I’ll never achieve my mission, I stop the dream and complain about the manner in which I must guess at what the dream is showing me. I’m tired of guessing. I refuse to do this any longer. I’m done!
I am now standing in front of a brick wall. On one side I see the words, I IN and on the other it says, I OUT. Mustering all the energy I can, I turn inward wrestling to free myself, I summon all the power I can. I suddenly see a bust of energy erupting in pink, blue and white confetti. I am suddenly flying.
I had a dream where I am with a group of guys. They are all partnered. Each one has his partner with him. I consider my own circumstances and know I don’t have a partner. Feeling alone I look around me and notice a guy standing behind me. How long has he been there. It feel like he has been in my blind spot for a long time. He is obviously my partner because he likes me and is paired with me. Why haven’t i noticed him before? I turn to look at him to see if I can answer the question. I look carefully at him. He is able to change his appearance easily. His appearance changes and now he is wearing dreads. His hair seems to float in space. He turns his head back and forth gently to move fling his hair at me. It seem to move in slow motion. I tell him his dreads look like shoe laces.
I sense it is time for me to leave. I don’t want anyone to know I’ve been here. So I decide to fly out of the space instead of walking through any doors. I begin to fly but instead of flying over the horizon I am flying straight up.
~~~~~ Dream Ends
I found it very curious that the guy changed his hairstyle while I was looking at him and why of all hairstyles he chose to fashion dreads and why he intentionally floated his dreads at me. I have no attraction to dreads, I have nothing against them but I’m not called toward them. I do however like unkempt messy hair which dreads might fall into that category.
As a word dreads is one letter off from dreams so I looked at the neurological values and both D and M share the same value of 4. The word dreams or dreads has a value of 6.
The Ruler – Saturn
4 is the number of Foundation – the four winds, the four seasons, the four astrological elements.
4’s are solid, ‘four-square’ reliable, practical, plodding, home-loving, succeed through diligence and perseverance.
4 DESTINY / LIFE PATH
Number 4s are hard-working, loyal and ambitious and have a great deal of common sense and a practical approach to life. Number 4 Destiny/Life Path people are careful and unlikely to make a decision without giving the matter a great deal of thought. Once number 4s have reached a decision they will be determined on their decided course of action and will follow through.
Other people depend upon number 4’s ability to cope with life’s ups and downs and are drawn to the stability of number 4 Destiny people as they are reliable friends and do not change their opinions easily.
Number 4 Destiny people are able to manifest on all levels and are willing and able to put preparation, proper thought, passion and purpose into all that they do in order to achieve their goals and aspirations.
Number 4’s often end up becoming the pillars of the community as these individuals are hard working, practical and trustworthy. The 4 Destiny person is practical, loyal, security-conscious and business-minded.
You have the potential for great success if you overcome your insecurities – that is your challenge.
Last night I find myself at a bar where I have invited my friends to celebrate with me. I am unsure what exactly I am celebrating. Daniel Neusom (not sure where the name comes from) is the bartender. He has expensive tastes so I know the service here can’t be cheap. Everyone is given a round of drinks except me since I don’t care to drink. Daniel tells me I can pay for the tab on my way out. I didn’t think I’d be responsible for the entire bar tab when we ordered but I want everyone to have fun. Daniel says if I am concerned about the tab I can also choose not to pay it and simply leave. The second option doesn’t sit well with me but I do not know if I have enough to cover the tab or how much the tab is. I’m afraid to ask as a part of me doesn’t want to know but I also don’t want to shrug my responsibility. I ask Daniel how much it is. He looks at the sales slips and sums it up. $38 dollars he says. Believing the tab to be fair I tell him to charge my card I want to close out the tab to leave. He proceeds to do so.
I then find other areas of my life where I once had debts disappear. Money and accounts and debts I didn’t know how to access are suddenly understood. It is as if by addressing taking the action to address the one it allowed for everything else to shift bringing all my debts into clear understanding and allowing them now to shift and reconcile. I now actually have a credit balance of $200 dollars after all my debts have been paid. I feel good about myself and so relieved to be debt free.
~~~End of Dream
On a side bar, I’ll answer the question why 753. If you noticed on my Vision Board posted to my Socks at the Kids Table, there is a space on the vision board with a mirror where I positioned myself and wrote the number 753. This has to do with my ex Joe with whom I have been tied financially for the past 8 years to a property down in Miami Florida. He has not been willing to sell the property to get me off the mortgage and has been very bad about paying the mortgage on time. He has occupied the property since we split up and it was understood that he would keep up the mortgage, refinance it and get me off. 8 years and he had not done so until this month when he finally sold it but only after not making a mortgage payment on the loan for 11 months. Needless to say he damaged my credit by doing so. He has a pattern of making payments late. Before his recent troubles my credit was at a decent 753. I have stellar credit always paying my bills on time and never carrying any balances on credit cards. I was so relieved to finally have the burden of this noose from my neck lifted. I prayed to God and set my intention on the Vision Board to help improve my credit. Today I checked my credit score on Credit Karma and it is now 743 just 10 point under my previous score. I appears the bank went in and payed off the loan and removed some of the delinquencies without me asking for it. And just like in my dream my debts were paid. God is good. AMEN!
There is a guy who looks like David who is sitting at the bar. The guy is my representative. He holds the all time record of 117 which is the highest world record. A new player arrives on the scene who is staring in the game. He has taken the major leagues by storm. He is younger than David and now a joint title holder of 117. The game is being played for the kids to teach them about sportsmanship. I wonder if David is planning on retiring or if he continues as a mentor.
I am in the upper room of a lodge. I am with a teacher who does home schooling. She shows me a small bird that only has one or maybe two feathers. The delicate bird is so small and just now beginning to grow. I notice the cage doesn’t have anywhere for the bird to perch. The gravel in the cage looks like cat litter. I look around for something I can use to provide the bird with a perch. In the corner of the room is a wooden bird cage with multiple levels. It is not ready to be occupied but I imagine the day when the little bird might occupy the cage. As I look out the window I see across the valley a house fire. The fireplace is on fire and threatens the hillside. I am pushed to evacuate but feel conflicted about the bird and how I might save it. I wonder where my animals are. I notice the door has closed behind me and wonder if I have locked myself in. Am I trapped? I turn the knob to find the door opens freely. I then walk through the door. On the other side is an office space where half of the room is nicely decorated in solid wood paneling which gives it a very rustic appearance and the other half is more conventional and utilitarian. I see a stroller in front of me and think to take the stroller with me. The stroller has two parts. At first I am pushing both parts separately which makes driving the stroller difficult. I quickly learn I can fold one part and place it in a secured area within the stroller.
As I awoke from the dream I saw an image of the Grinch. This time his furr was a mustard green color. His eyelashes looked golden and the sunlight shimmered on his furry face. He then smiled at me in acknowledgement.
λs I was drifting off to sleep. I begλn to see beautiful spiraling strands of light pulsating through the ethers. It reminds me of the heavens where Angels dance. Their density increases as the strands begin to take form. Cartoon like images appear and take form as they cluster together. I can see cells form forming tubules that gather in stands of tubules which began forming a mesh that then enveloped me to carry me off as if in a worm hole.
I then find myself at work. I feel I have a bone to pick with my co-workers. I somewhat know I am in a dream cocky in my attitude and with mandate in hand. I am determined to find what I am looking for. I WANT THE TRUTH. I want to know what has been hidden from me and why I have been made to struggle to find it. I can see the people working in their respective office spaces. Each has a role to play. There is a science about it with precision and certainty. I know my job here to be one in communications. I study the setup I have in place. I know it intimately for I am the one who set it up. The overlords have been using my equipment to their benefit and withholding information. I want clarity. I want transparency. I see a woman in her cubicle who shares a wall with me. She is not aware or possibly she is aware but hiding the fact that she knows I am overlooking. She works to decipher the communication on the wire. She inconspicuously looks through a post card that serves a dual purpose. One of concealment and the other of insight. Used in combination with her computer she is able to decipher the transmission on the wire. λs I eavesdrop through the transparency of the post card she holds I clearly perceive the hidden strands. They are not unlike the stands which brought me here when I entered the dream portal.
I know I must press forward. I leave my cube and enter the main area of this section of the pod where I work. There is a mobile mail station at a junction point. Assuming if I work here I must have mail being addressed to me at this location. I look at the many mail slots on the mobile station not knowing what name I work under. I can’t seem to find my mail. The λλale Carrier approaches from the right junction and looks at me. With authority, I ask him to hand me my male. He then asks, “Who are you?”. Taking a chance, I answer, Ruben Bailey. I add a clarifying statement and disclose I often don’t pick up mail here so it may have been backlogged. He then answers, “I’m not aware of any male.” but hands me several flyers which he is delivering to all employees. I pause somewhat disappointed yet knowing any information received is the next clue and its more than what I had when I arrived. I am empowered to change. Turning inward, I glance at the flyers and look around to see what is within my control to change. The flyers indicate there is a ωelcome πeception today. I move forward to excuse myself with the young λλale Carrier end enter the restricted space where the ωelcome Party is being held. There are λliens here and I am aboard a space ship which has just landed. I can clearly see out the windows of the çraft. I move to a position where I see clearly. The windows are full length floor to ceiling in 360 degrees all the way around around çraft. There are so many λliens here who look very different from humans. I am unafraid yet a bit overwhelmed by their numbers. I reach beyond any fear and wave in their direction letting then know I have arrived.
Knowing my time is limited, I return to my duties to see what changes I can make to give me an edge with the overlords. I know they need me for their business. I also know they can’t do it without me. They rely on me to harvest the fruit of my labor. I sit and ponder how I might effect a paradigm shift to better harmonize with my desire and intent. I play the scenarios to determine their possible outcomes and come to the decision to leave things as they are and take no action.
When i woke up I looked at my phone and noticed my niece had sent me a message. It became the image of the dream. It seemed fitting for this dream.
CEDELIA craft = 3- Self-expression, Joy of Living, Creativity, Perfection. Art, Inspiration, Enthusiasm, Perfection, Spiritual-Physical Connection, Communication and Triad Paradigm.
On the positive side, the energy attributes of the number three resonates with love demonstration, creative imagination, fulfillment, encouragement, and talent. It’s also related to culture, innovative skills, wit, pleasure, freedom-seeking, adventure, free-form, brilliance, non-confrontational, natural rhythm, self-expression, enthusiasm, psychic ability, holy triad knowledge (heaven-human-earth, father-son-holy spirit, past-present-future, thought-word-action). The number three resonates with the energies of the Ascended Masters and their guidance. Three also resonates with expression both artistic (writing, painting, singing, sculpture, etc.) as well as feelings (love, affection, friendship, etc.)
On the negative side, the number three resonates with indifference through superiority, lack of concentration or focus.
Last night I had a dream. I receive in the mail a postcard addressed to a woman who does not live in my house. The woman lives in Washington State whereas I live in Washington, DC. It is addressed to the organization she represents in care of her. My attention…