An Epoch Of Time

May 1, 2019

This dream I had several days ago around the 1st. I haven’t had a chance to journal it but it did seem significant and special. In the dream, a young boy runs up to me he is around 6 or 7 years old. He is excited to see me and is wanting to share some pictures with me. I immediately recognize the boy as OB. He is telling me all the things he will accomplish during his lifetime. I am fixated on his features trying to remember in detail what he looks like to bring back with me into my waking life.

Excited, he shows me three picture frames. Within each frame is a video of his life representing the epoch bound by the frame. As I become aware I am seeing him at different stages of his life, I again examine his facial features mentally comparing the difference in my mind on how he has grown and changed. I am so focus on his features I become inattentive to the story line as he is narrating it for me. I simply watch the video as if it had no audio mesmerized by what I am watching.

Each frame I mentally compare with the last frame. I am very pleased with his life and as I perceive from his excitement he too is proud of what he will accomplish.

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Lucky Call Home

Rainbow Kite Train by Jack

March 5, 2019

In last night’s dream, I am traveling with a small group of people but specifically with one person a guy who I am interested in romantically. It is as if we had gone on this adventure together and accompanied by a small group of people but him and I are together as a unit. Once at our destination it is nearing the time for us to return home. It is as if everyone has an inner calling on when to return home. Once the call comes in it really doesn’t matter who you went with you have to answer the call yourself and find your way back home. Once the call comes in everyone in your group hears a small summary of how far you traveled in your journey. The information is of a personal nature yet everyone is allowed to hear it as a public announcement. When I hear my partners call I find out a little more about him. It turns out he has a very high clearance with the government and is some kind of Central Intelligence Chief. He has achieved the highest or among the highest standing possible. I ruminate over his success and imagine what it would be like to have that type of high paying job. I’m a bit envious but happy that I am with him since we would both benefit from his good fortune. I am also happy we both share the same interest and type of job experience within cyber security.

In the call also reveals the return path we’ve selected for ourselves. We are currently in Baltimore and needing to return to Washington, DC. I have chosen to ride the train back. He has also chosen to ride the train back but in a very unconventional way. For some reason, he has inside information about a delay on the track that will allow him to purchase a later train and arrive in D.C. at the same time I do. This allows him to enjoy Baltimore a bit longer before having to return. For me, the effect is I too am able to enjoy my time with friends a bit longer and since we are still on the same track we can still in essence be connected with each other.

I then see a fellow group member who flies by telling us how the delay is impacting him. He tells us how happy he is that he was able to meet someone earlier in the day and got “Lucky” and now with the delay is going to be able to prolong his happiness. He winks at us indicating he just might get “Lucky” a second time. Our distinct paths home now seem to create a triangle.

Now with some assurance I won’t be missing my return path I decide to try to fly. My body flies high like a kite in the wind flying flying flying but not changing position. The feeling is exhilarating.

Cat Box Cove

February 13, 2019

In last night’s dream, I am standing outside my house. Before me are two row houses side by side. One of them is structurally sound the other is in the process of being deconstructed. I can not quite remember which one of the two is my house. Thinking back to when I was inside it felt like I was on one side but standing outside the same side seems reversed. I am hoping it is the one that is structurally sound because I do not want to have to deal with the problem of reconstruction.

I remember feeling so confused I walk back into the row house to see if I can make sense of my home. While I’m inside, I notice the area beside the sofa has a round wooden table with enough space below it to place a cat box. I sense I will have a partner with a cat who will need space for a cat box. I then remember I have some overdue library books and CD’s I need to return. I am worried because the books and CD’s have been in my possession for a long time. I pick up the CD cases and notice the CDs are missing from their case.

I leave and hop on the train. The train travels through a mountainous area. The mountains tops are snow covered and I can see the city lights in the hills of the mountain. There is one group of lights in the distance. I somehow know the lights correspond to my destination. I notice how the mountain seems to move as the train I am traveling on also moves down the track. At times the mountain moves faster or slower in my window depending on the track. As the train pulls up to the next station I can see the light I had seen early. I have arrived.

~~~~~ DREAM ENDS

The cat box in this dream seems very much out of place when I woke up. I also woke up believing I had over due library items that I had not returned. I remember waking up struggling to figure out where I might have left the missing items.

Last night my cat did not come home. When I went to bed I thought she was in the house. I could have sworn I had seen her. I don’t like going to bed knowing one of my cats might have stayed outside. This morning I looked for her everywhere in the house with no success. I called her outside and nothing. I’ve been looking for her all day and she has not surfaced. I have two cat boxes. One is next to the sofa table and is the one she liked to use most. My other cat always used the other one. Seemed like they had self assigned cat boxes. The dream was about Mocha’s cat box. I wonder if Mocha was sending me a message.

The Ark of the Covenant; A Water Bottle of Truth

February 10, 2019

Last night’s dream was very cool.  In the dream, I am seeing a story unfold like a movie.  The story is about the search for the Ark of the Covenant.  We are on a ship of sorts but the ship is docked at port so you can easily venture on the land.  I can see the galley of the ship.  They have copper coils running over head to heat the space.  I’m told the coils turn green when the heating elements are activated.

A man comes out of one of the cabin quarters and proceeds to disembark from the ship.  Once on shore, he immediately reaches for two hand held booster rockets.  Holding a rocket in each hand he is able to fly anywhere in the universe.  He launches the rockets and is immediately flown to the heavens.  My consciousness follows him on his journey.  I can see the white light emanating from the palms of his hands as they are outstretched like superman pointing toward the sun.  His flight takes him quickly above the dark ominous clouds into the heavens where I can see a section of the stratosphere open up.  I have a clear view of the sun.  Within the higher level cloud, I see pink dolphins swimming in the heavens. I am in awe of the splendor to behold in the heavens.

Now back on land the authorities arrive looking for the man with the rockets.  It is against national airspace policy to allow this type of one man flight.  This type of rocket is banned by the government.  At this point, I immediately sense and equate the rockets with the Ark of the Covenant.  A storyline explaining the plot fills my awareness.  This rocket technology is what the government uses for space travel.  The technology is the same as the Ark of Covenant which was used to power the space ships of that time in history.  As the stream of consciousness fills my mind, I become aware of a subplot within my personal awareness.  They are looking for something I have personal knowledge of.  I know where the Ark of the Covenant is stored.

I withhold my personal information to see if they too have figured out the mystery.  I am once again back on the ship in the galley.  I am aware of yet another Kaaba where the original Ark of the Covenant is stored.  This Kaaba is small around 1 inch by 1 1/2 inch and is a rectangular box not much bigger than a matchbox.  Yet this Kaaba has an even greater amount of power stored in it because it is made of pure white light.

I am given a piece of artwork.  It is a wall mount sculpture of a water bottle.  Except this is the kind they used in the old days to give you an enema when you were sick.  It is decorated nicely and is recommended you place it in your garden.  I tell him it is a replica of the original.

~~~~ DREAM ENDS

What struck me about this dream is how sure I was about what I knew in the dream.  Yet the symbols in the dream were not all that familiar to me.  I have never seen a water bottle before in a dream and why in the world would you make a sculpture out of it and how does it relate to the Ark of the Covenant and how is it associated to a Kaaba?  Yet in the dream, I just simply knew the association and was so dead sure of it.  It made perfect sense to me while I was dreaming.  I simply knew the truth.

Next point is it is certainly a rare and special occasion when you can dream of the Ark of the Covenant or the Ultimate Mystery which I pretty much equate to the dream and the power of dreams to hold the ultimate truth.  A truth so profound it is beyond our comprehension.

Upon proof reading this it occurred to me the that the last paragraph sound more like a riddle to be solved instead of taking it on its literal meaning.  There is i’m sure no way I can solve it.  Maybe it is enough to know on some level the truth is within me.

~~~~~ LATER TODAY

So this dream just became prophetic.  I was cleaning the basement which I rent out on Airbnb.  As I was cleaning it I noticed the guest had done something to the sink.  Actually the entire vanity had been pushed away from the wall on one side and it was now 1 inch away from the wall.  Knowing it might have broken a pipe or drain I re positioned it and checked under the cabinet for leaks.  Sure enough it was now leaking from the drain in droves.  I quickly cleared the cabinet of all items.  I haven’t looked down there in years.  The last thing I pulled out was an old plastic water bottle the kind you use for enema.

What does it all mean, not sure but I do take it as a sign that I am right where I’m supposed to be.  Now if I later see some pink dolphins I’ll call it a miracle.

I HAVE A DREAM: Sunrise Splendor

I Have A Dream, Martin Luther King

January 30, 2019

This morning’s dream was so beautiful.  I’ve never experienced anything like this.  In the dream I had a false awakening where I believed I had been woken up by my cat.  I couldn’t fall back asleep so I decide to go outside to see if I can see the sunrise.  There is no real clear view of the sunrise from my house in waking life but in the false awakening I go outside.  Across the street I see a field of grass.  I believe it would offer me the best view of the sunrise.  I cross the street.  I can feel the cool blades of grass under my feet.  Looking toward the sunrise the sky is still dark.  As the sun peeks its head ever so slightly upon the horizon the sky bursts into a beautiful flaming red.  I can see down to the Mall and all the monuments in DC including The Capital, The Washington Monument and the Lincoln.  The sunlight reflects an the glass of the building and on the wet pavement something so bright I’ve never seen before.

I scuttle to position myself for the best view.  I want to grab my camera because this is incredible.  I am so captivated by the sun I am unable to act on my desire.  Within no time, the sun is higher in the sky and the flaming reds give way to golden yellows and the blues of the sky.   I am in utter awe of the beauty that is our earth and our National Monuments.  Its a good day to be alive.

~~~~~ Dream Ends

With all the light shining in my eyes I awake to the realization that I wasn’t already awake.  My alarm has yet to sound.  I grab my phone to see the time and it is 7:40 am.  I have 10 minutes of cuddle time with the dog and cats.  I run to the bathroom and return to bed corralling the dog to snuggle with me.   I immediately have a vision.  I can see a person with shimmering light brown hair.  I take in his or her facial features.  I can’t seem to determine if it is a girl or a boy.  The person is between 14 and 24 yrs old depending if he is a boy or a girl.  The person is wearing bright yellow and green.  The person is talking to me but I can’t hear a word.  She stands at a 45 degree angle facing me as if she is getting ready to turn and walk away.  I feel refreshed and renewed.  I am inspired to access both my masculine and feminine.  I feel connected to Gaia.

Hangar 1: Belmont

Belmont High School, Los Angeles

January 22, 2019

Tonight I was pretty tired and considering the night was very cold I decided to stay home.  While watching TV I fell into a dream.  During the dream, I can still hear the TV because the program I’m watching is very interesting.  It is a MUFON series called Hanger 1: The UFO Files.  The dream feels like a continuation of last night’s dream.  I feel like I am being tested and challenged.  Things are happening and I am confused about my reality.  The dream seems so real.  I want them to know I am not asleep.  I have control of my environment.  I struggle to control what I am experiencing in the dream by engaging with it in ways my conscious mind is choosing.  In one scene in the dream,  I am in my apartment laying in bed like I am in real life.  I can see my bed and my night stand.  I get up to look out the window to see if I recognize where my dream apartment is located.  Looking out the window, I immediately recognize I am at Belmont High School in Los Angeles but this Belmont is on another planet.  I recognize it even thought it is not exactly the Belmont I once attended in the City of Angels.  There is a very strong knowing I am at Belmont.  The window I am looking out of looks like it is made of a natural stone or masonry.  For a moment, I feel this is so real.  I am still paying attention to the television in the background which is also playing in the dream.  I am really here.  I open the front door to go outside to physically read the name on the building.  The minute I step outside the apartment the name on the building is instantly obscured from my vision making it impossible for me to read the name.  I think to myself, it figures I am in a dream.

I go back inside and lay on the bed to continue watching the TV program.  I am aware of women who live with me.  I can not see their faces but I know they are in the house.  I see a duffel bag float by my real life bed.  I can somehow still perceive my waking life within the dream.  Again I want the dream to know I am awake so I reach out and grab the duffle back by the straps.  I am struggling to get up out of bed to see what is in the duffle bag.  I can still hear TV in my waking life but can not seem to raise myself up out of the dream.

Alas! I awake.

~~~~ DREAM ENDS

I quickly journaled this before going to bed and stopped the television series to pick it up tomorrow.

The next day I sat down to continue watching the MUFON series Hangar 1.  I had just finished episode 5 and started episode 6.  Half way through the episode they introduced a case the occurred in Belmont, New Hampshire.  What are the odds of my dreaming about Belmont and the next episode having been about Belmont?  Had I continued last night it would have been a far greater coincidence.  I can flag this one as a precognitive dream.

444 A Passing Grade

 

January 13, 2019

This is a series of vignettes from a few dreams I had over the last two nights each on its own didn’t seem worth journaling but as a group may offer some insight.

The first dream which I hesitate to even call a dream because it was simply messages or affirmations that kept repeating over and over and over again.  Everything shown me was very exact, bound, deliberate, and determinative.  My fate or the results was crystal clear.  There could only be one outcome only one conclusion.  There was no ambiguity.  I’m sure there were images in my mind but they were not moving more like pictures or a report or summation of results.  What was shown me was not important.  What was important was the results. I didn’t retain any of the images I simply retained the message.  I somehow knew it had to do with the baby and what my life would become.  The result of my life felt very good.  There was conviction and power conveyed in the messages.  When I woke up,  I remember feeling very good about what I’ve accomplished in life.  It was similar to the feeling when you achieved a high score on a test.

The next day I had a similar dream.  I am given a grade a report card which reads, 444.  In the dream the grade is given to me for having dog sat for my friend Stephen.  I am staying at his house.   I remember taking the dog out for a walk and coming back to the house and noticing the dogs feet were a bit dirty but thinking to myself dogs are supposed to have muddy paws.  I remember looking around Stephens house and seeing him in his room asleep.   I walk into the living room with the dog and notice there are 3 pianos in the room.  I think I can choose to play any one of these.  Stephen wakes up and explains the grading system to me.  He says, the grade is determined by how well I walk the dog.

In the morning when I woke up, I’n my minds eye I could see two young men on bicycles.  One trailing the other close behind.  As the peddled they each would put there head down periodically such that I could only see their hair.  I remember thinking I wish they would look at me and then they did.

~~~~~ DREAM ENDS

I looked up the numerological meaning of 444.

Repetitively seeing 444 is a blessing. Seeing 3-digit number patterns like 444 is a sign that you’re receiving divine messages from higher realms.  These angel messages are very important to you at this time of your life and they serve as clues or guideposts to help you along your journey. Because you’re `always being guided, have faith that you have total divine support.

Above all, when you see number 444 repeatedly, the Universe wants you to know that whatever you’re going through, you’re going to be okay.  Just remember that your guardian angel was assigned to protect you in all ways – so hold on and persevere, follow your inner compass that points toward the light, and you’ll get through this safely. That’s a promise.

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January 4, 2019

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.

You’re Majesty; The Queen

September 15, 2018

In last nights dream, I am in a village in a distant place with my dog Butters.  The village is a place of twin cities which sit along a river.  One side is a population of indigenous Indians like Mayans.  I can see their elaborate and the earth tone colors they wear and beautiful head dresses.  On the northern side is the City of Royals.  They are the crystalline people.  They have outfits made of shimmering particles.

Two women sit on thrones.  One is a grandmother and the other is the great grandmother.   The great grandmother is the furthers away and she sits upon a mount which oversees the City of Royals.

On the other bank of the river there is yet a third area separate from the twin cities where a giant monolith stands.  He stand 100 times taller than any man in the village.  He wears all dark grey silver color.  He is a monolith of granite yet he is animated and alive.  Some time passes before I realize he is standing across the river.  I spend this time visiting with the villagers freely passing between the northern side where the Royals live and the southern side where the villagers live.   I’ve spent time on both sides with them the entire time unaware of a divide.

I hear a voice ask, “Did you pay your respects to You’re Majesty the Queen?” I look around and for the first time witness the Monolith Man.  HUH? Who and what is this?  Who is he referring to as the Queen?  I assume he is referring the the great grandmother who would in essence be the queen.  I am now for the first time aware of the divide between the cities.  I recognize the distinction between the two cities.  I realize the two mothers are queens and they sit on the Royals side of the divide.  The Monolith insists for a second time, “Did you pay your respects to You’re Majesty the Queen?”  If this monolith has been standing here all this time he would be well aware I have visited and played with them for this entire time.  They are family to me.

Overwhelmed by his sheer size I feel obligated to go back to the City of Royals and pretend to satisfy his request.  With deep reluctance I travel back to the northern side where the Great Grandmother Queen sits.  I approach kneel before her and ask in a whisper, “Great Grandmother what’s up with your son?  Is he not paying attention?” Knowing she is regarded as nobility I seek her protection given my size in comparison to the Monolith.  I ask her,  “What should I do?”  To which she answers in a loving tone placing her hand on my head and combing my hair with her fingers,  “Well call me, You’re Majesty and Just go along with it.”  This angers me because it seems unjust after all she is my great grandmother and who is this man who orders me around.  To please the situation I whisper “You’re Majesty is that enough?”  Now with an overwhelming sense of impending defeat beckoning every fiber in my body to respond. I turn inward for a moment to summon a response for the Monolith.  In this moment of deep inner contemplation a rush of energy floods my body.  From the my feet upward, my body fills with the energy and I immediately take flight.  The rush is so great I am forced to temper the energy so as to not fly too high above and out of their sights.  I realize this seems to be an adequate source for power to use in response to the Monolith.

While in flight I take the opportunity to learn how to control flight.  I try different maneuvers.  I suspect I am somewhat lucid here because this seems to be an automatic response to flight some earthly programming I have inserted into the dream to test things pertaining to flight.  I notice some of the makeovers don’t respond as well as others.  As time passes I seem to be losing the ability of flight.  I try navigating to different places in the dream some with success some requiring a great deal of mental effort.  I wonder if the way to more effectively control the dream is not my intent to move toward objects but instead my intent to have the scenery move toward me.  Maybe my power is conserved by having everything else move around me in response to my desire while I remain still.  I look down and behind me and notice I am now sitting on a chair while things are in motion around me.

With this new found awareness, I return to the villagers.  As I approach from the skies I can see the surprise in their eyes as they cheer my return.  I can see them going about their business in their homes.  I am somehow in the mind of everyone here.  I seem to know all that is happening.  There is a feast where we eat and celebrate.  It is now time for me to head back home.  They offer me food to take back with me.  The only place to carry the food is in my suitcase which is not the best place to store food but I do it anyway.

Upon returning home I have a false awakening.  Where I believe I’m back home.  Except the family I am now a part of are Indians from India.  I bring out the food I have packed to share with them.  Their customs are different from mine.  Everyone eats of the food.  I suddenly realize I have traveled back home and forgot to bring Butters with me.  I enter a state of extreme panic like that of  loosing a child.  The dream must have known it needed to intervene to calm me down.   I then felt my dog move who was nestled comfortably between my legs on the bed.  I reached over and patted his head with an overwhelming sense of relief I returned to the dream now fully lucid.

I take advantage of my lucid state an asked the question,  “What gives with the divide.  I wish to understand the separation between the twin cities.”  I instantly found myself on the banks of the river looking at two distinct time windows much like a portrait of each city.  One millennia past and one today.    The one today the river is very over grown with flowers and wild grasses along it’s banks.  The one from past is pristine tranquil in its beauty yet dark and still.

Still wanting to understand more I find myself in the City of Royals.  This time the city is empty only I walk here among the ruins of this place.  I enter the school where I walk through it’s classrooms.  I hear the voices of children play yet no one is here with me.  I find an origami someone has left behind.  I begin to unfold it examining how it was constructed.  Fold by fold, I deconstruct the origami revealing an inner message.  It is a code of secrets.  In the lower right corner as I unfold the last piece of the paper I see a milky white head crowning through the crease in the page.  I pause knowing this is a reference to a baby.  I pause to look at the paper still not wanting to fully open it savoring the moment and trying to take in as much information as possible.  I look back at the writing.  It is not writing I consciously recognize yet I am intimately familiar with it’s message.  At some level I understand.  Deep within its creases I see the face of a woman.  She is talking to me yet I cannot hear her words but I can see her lips move.  I clearly understand the message.   “Its possible if you want it badly enough.”

 

~~~~DREAM ENDS

 

I chose to take the alternate spelling of the word you’re instead of your given my knowledge of dreams and the wordplay that happens in dreams.  Also given that each character in the dream is a reflection of me.  I assume the dream is telling me I am majesty, I am hewn from stone.  The dream I think is also telling me that I am the queen and ruler of my life.  I have motherly instincts.  I need to pay my own regards to myself and recognize and honor this part of me.

This dream is deep with meaning.  I found it interesting that when I approached the queen I didn’t acknowledge her as queen I went back to refer to her as grandmother and asked what was up with her son?  What made me assume the Monolith was her son?  How and why did I equate the monolith as her son?  and am I the monolith?  Am I the son?  Do I need to bring my self down a level and pay for what I want badly enough.  Funny how in so doing I found my energy.

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Four Dreads

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August 26, 2018

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.

FOUR

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

Positive Characteristics:

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.