- Soul ABOUT TO ASCEND
Very good dream. Someone about to ascend, but who?
I’m in my apt & within it I see the wall – there is a TUNNEL that a DOG has dug out for her own home – {which is typical of some dogs.}
I see her COME OUT of the tunnel & at the entrance it’s NARROW so that both sides of her ribs are touched, but she squeezes through.
The TEXTURE of the soil is UNUSUAL. It’s like CLAY but different. It’s GRAY, it’s MOIST & solid like clay but not MUDDY. It’s a sort of texture that is CLEAR like if you pour water on it it won’t make mud, like brown but maybe stay clear or almost so. I can sense it to my touch – It’s GRITTY.
This dog is like a German Shepherd, but not real large – abut 75 lbs, & her nozzle & ears are quite pointed, & she has dark on top of all her extremities, so she’s a Shepherd mix.
My Rottweiller Gaggy Boy {Guard of the Mystial Heart} appears from the left & greets her. They DID NOT know each other but hopefully, the meeting is cordial & they will accept each other – be friends. They sort of touch noses.
Then Gagee Boy {he’s very large in the dream, around 120-150 lbs} proceeds to SMELL OUT The beauty, starting from the top of her head, every inch of her body down to the tail. The smelling is not just physical scent as he smells, he discerns where she’s been & who’s been near her – what she’s done. He’s kind of discovering her IDENTITY. She just lies there allowing it.
Now I look around the apt & to my left I see a plant in a pot that is about 12’ tall, growing beautifully with just one lamp from the ceiling giving it the light it needs. I marvel at this, saying,
“It’s amazing how these plants grow with just so little light.”
{There’s other plants I know in the apt just like that but they’re not in my vision right now. But I know they’re there – several of them.} *{This represents the soul here & you have others in your portal getting closer to God, but you aren’t seeing them at the moment.}* This huge plant has even developed blossoms that will open up shortly like begonias. Its leaves are very large & almost waxy.
MEANING:
*{a SOUL HAS come out of the ‘grave’ into my portal, but has she Ascended? And who is she? I’ve been wondering about ‘Little Rebecca’ as I did the 28th Mass for her yesterday – just need 2 more days to complete her Gregorian cycle – which is a great deal of Grace. I wonder if she ascended already but wasn’t identified – possibly with that large group of ‘children’ a few days ago, where we were all singing.
Gagee boy is my INNER SENSE trying to DISCERN who she is! It’s a big, strong sense, lol.
Mother God what is the meaning of the SOIL?
MG: The soil is something SUPERNATURAL so it’s hard to describe – it’s totally metaphysical, not of the earth. So it isn’t like earthly mud but it’s solid like clay. It’s the Purgatory her own KARMA had ‘dug out’ for her home – now she has ESCAPED it through the Grace of what has gone on. The TIGHT SQEEZE indicates it wasn’t EASY but she got out.
The PLANT is also a SYMBOL that her release or Ascension is IMMANENT. The fact that it is ABOUT to bloom – not bloomed yet – is saying, about to Ascend.
And your Inner Sense is trying to figure out who this is – could it be ‘little Rebecca’ or has she already gone up?}* {End}
9-9-25 {1} Joe Weider Loves me & Brings me Approval & {2} A Delinquent Boy Wants my Love
Will wonders ever cease? These dreams coiinicide with some revelations I received the day before, re why I’m not as happy as I could be – to be explained after.
I am with Joe Weider, who is a big shot in our community – having to do with body building I surmise & contests. I see lots of women in front of the back wall – all types. One taller, some shorter – don’t see them clearly as they’re at least 40-50’ away, but know they’re all candidates for some kind of contest. I sense all sorts of business dealings going on & Joe Weider is the top business / boss man.
He’s sitting behind a desk of sorts & saying to me that not many people know it but he knows it & I know it – that all his contests were fixed……
What is amazing is it’s the opposite of what it was in real life. Joe Weider wants my love. He not only approves of me but he wants everyone to know it. I approach him & am kissing his face, his left side & he not only likes it he wants me to continue kissing his face & this in front of the whole assembly – everyone connected to our busiess.
It’s something about me winning somehow. I’m not in the contets any more & yet I am to be regarded, held in the esteem of all there, as the winnder on some level. This is a BIG DEAL.
After a long time kissing his face, which he wanted, I now just rest on the opposite side of his body, his right, my head on his shoulder.
He has demonstrated to everyone here that I am NUMBER ONE in his estimation. This is different, unusual & gives me great comfort as Joe had been my enemy in real life – he’d hurt me. But now, this changes everything & makes up for the past. {End}
MEANING:
*{This is someone responding to the new prayers of mine. I’m including Edmundo my aborted son every day, the souls in Purgatory, the Saints who’ve helped me, the Saints I have helped, the saints on earth who love God, & the Holy Angels. I ask them all to guide me, correct me & comfort me each day.
Joe Weider has come forward to comfort me – he’s one of the Saints I helped. And he’s making it all right for me in the world of body building. He’s making everyone in the field acknowledge me as THE WINNER. Not of any contest today but the winner overall – the Progenitor of modern competitive female body building, as this award declares. He’s MAKING THIS PUBLIC & it erases so much pain they put on me in the past.
Obviously it’s someone else who put the information on the 3 pertinent Wikipedias – Joe Weider being dead has done nothing. But this must be saying that from his heavenly perch he is doing something to alert people to this information – awake to the facts. Indeed, Souls on the other side can affect what goes on on earth.
God explained ot me yesterday that the reason I’m a lot less happy than I could be is my LOVE LIFE has to do with my contact with souls in Purgatory. The center of my gravity & Source of my LOVE LIFE is not a man or family, it’s the souls. And when I DON’T HAVE TIME to think about them, record my dreams of them, & my mind is on the earth plane – as it has been now on & off for many months – my ‘joy’ level gets low – the ‘feel good’ hormones in my body are not replenished.
Even writing my LIFE STORY as in ‘The Man Whisperer’ is depressing because most of my physical life has been stressful – I received more pain than love, so recalling it isn’t happy. And that INCLUDES the years of being a cougar.
As soon as I saw this truth, I resolved to buckle down & concentrate on souls in Purgatory more & this lifted my spirits……Joe Weider is NOT in Purgatory but he decided of himself to comfort & console me & did make me feel better.}* {End}
The two Delinquent Boys – thieves – one Changes Completely
This might be a parallel dream – one that personifies the same message as the previous, but in a different way.
I have two delinquent boys whom I kind of love. A feeling of I am the leader of like ‘boy scouts’ & they are in my charge, I’m like their teacher. They’re cute & they seem to be my friends. We’re going places doing things, but then they betray me & I look around for my purse – they have robbed me & GONE!
There was especially one item that was precious – a necklace. It’s dark, some kind of gems, fairly close to the neck. A young beautiful lady has come by wanting to buy it – so I go to the tray where the boys & I had worked but it’s gone. I return to that or another tray to see what’s left & there are several nice items – which I take out one by one & give the lady for free: A pair of earrings, a bracelet, & 2 or 3 other similar items, like bracelets made of tiny gold chains, not as grand as the necklace but good, & I give them to her gratis, sorry I couldn’t do more.
I then want to deal with the bad boys. I am going to their parents to complain. I get a large book of direction, like a telephone book for their address. I find the book, open it, but inside is a story about Athena, a model that had betrayed me, & black & white pictures of her that are not of good quality. At first I was sure it was her, but then I wasn’t ure, maybe another model who looked like her.
Then the boys suddeny appear in front of me again. I scold them & tell them I was going to their parents to complain. One of the boys is holding my WALLET – not the purse but my wallet has all the money & I take it from him. So things are now straight between us. The other guy disappears.
Now this boy wants to be with me, he wants my love. He’s big – stocky – handsome & sexy.
He puts his arm around me & says,
“Let’ go.”
Where are we going? To a restaurant. He sits close to me. I touch his upper back & am stroking it gently. He seems to be in love or infatuated with me. Something about beer – him wanting one. I ask him if he’s allowed, if he’s of age. It seems no, he’s still a teen, like 18, but the owners of this place allow him to have one or two.
The dreams are happy. They left me with great consolation & I had much more energy than usual. When I got up I did some unpleasant work immediatey but it didn’t bother me as I was feeling good. {End}
MEANING:
*{Mother God, many questions. Is this boy who RETURNS Joe Weider? But physically he sounds like Arnold, being stocky, handsome & even ‘sexy,’ – doesn’t fit Joe. Or is Arnold the one that ‘disappears’ meaning he’s not yet repentant of what he’s done to me – beause he’s on earth. While Joe was in purgatory & I helped him ascend, so now he sees clearly my inner state & the truth about who I am, who I was, the whole magilla – so that has made him regret hurting me. Whereas Arnold might be impervious to this. And in his MIND Joe Weider might have thought of himself as looking heroic, the way he kept drawing doodles of his ideal & also attached his head, lol, to the torso of Robby Robinson.
So which delinquent is this?
And what is that dark necklace they stole from me & my purse? Who is the lady that wants to buy the necklace, & what are the mostly small golden chains jewelry I give her? Good but not as precious as the necklace.
MG: The necklace is pain & suffering, a string of incidents or events where you were hurt as in ‘no good deed goes unpunished.’. These are not recognized by the public as part of your life a theme here is loss of understanding & empathy for what you’ve been through. The Lady could be Our Holy Mother or the God Self who here – notice – WANTS TO BUY this valuable string of pain – shows that She DOES recognize WHAT YOU WENT THROUGH. You are given SOME respect {the lesser jewels} but not the degree you achieved – you give Her your love without asking for a return {compensation, money as circumstances unfold.}
This does seem to be firt Weider, then Arnold. Possibly because Weider died & relized your spiritual worth. But now Arnold somehow catchs up – maybe since you appeared in the 3 Wikipedia sites giving you credit properly – so he has to say
“OK I recognize what you did {the money he returns – compensation} so I give you credit, I nourish you {takes me to restaurant} & I’m being nice {let’s me stroke his upper back.}
This is reconciliation with both of them.}* {End}
9-7-25 the CASTLE I Inherit
There’s a grandmother here, a plain woman – someone familiar – & she seems to be the proprietor of this Castle.
I am around here & it’s up in the air – is this Castle bequeathed to someone, & is it me? I wonder if I am worthy of it. The grandma doesn’t like the idea as she goes out, I go in.
But all at once it’s revealed to all of us that I am to inherit the Castle. I must tell the old grandma she has to leave & I mustn’t be soft about it, just have to tell her to go & not worry what she does.
And so I am now temporarily going but I say to her on my way out,
“In a few days when this is settled I will send someone to take it over.”
And it was set – no one could change it or do anything about it, the Castle was mine by legal right. {End}
MEANING:
*{This is a marvelous STATE OF CONSCIOUSNESS I have INHERITED BY LEGAL RIGHT OF KARMA! I have not received it yet but I will – soon – either on earth or in Heaven.
The grandma could be my present state which I must GIVE UP or EVICT – “when that which is perfect has come, that which is in part shall be done away with.” So I can’t grieve over the ‘old me’ being gone.}* {End}
9-6-25 The Huge Building with the Unusual Décor
There’s this building – magnificent in some ways – & it’ about 10 stories high. But something might be wrong with it, like water has made it unstable & someone is saying they might tear it down.
I am eager to see it & as I go through various floors – most of them are immaculate, no defect whatsoever, it would be awful to tear this building down. But I see what they mean abut water – one floor, like maybe 3 or 4 stories up – has a huge torrent of water gushing out of it like something went wrong, not sure what, & whatever this is, it supposedly makes the building unstable.
But the other floors I examine are not only beautiful they are incredible & seem perfectly stable.
Each floor has the same wall covering pattern I like – wooden squares like I’ve seen in movies of walls in England, solid polished wood squares, the entire wall. One floor looks just like that.
But another floor has those exact squares but they are painted in white enamel paint, & this doesn’t look right.
I go up from floor to floor until I reach the top. There it gets plainer, don’t see the wall covering there, something odd. Off to one side is an ART GALLERY & there’s only one type of picture. A man has drawn sketches of people with their eyes like this: no eyes but streaks of black shooting out of their eyes in all directions. All the pictures are like that, they are sketches, all black & white, no shading, no color.
I then walk over to another area where there is a curtain or glass wall I can see through . And on the other side of this prior to the wall to the outside sky is a curtain with vertical stripes, mostly orange.
I was going to go over there to check this out, but a big man standing nearby said to me,
“You’re alright,”
meaning,
“You’re alright where you are, don’t go there.”
And he guides me toward the elevator as I’ve now reached the top floor & seen it all & it’s time to go back down.
MEANING
*{This is levels of consciousness, mostly good, but one level needs repair. The water coming out of it – water can be GRACE or it can be DESTRUCTION. This seems to be bad, so it must be fixed.
I examine all the levels. My favorite type of religion is the Christian one with its Cross & martyrdom. This is symbolized by the brown wooden squares all over the walls. I see it here. But when it is PAINTED or made into something different –– like we are SUPPOSED TO BE ALWAYS HAPPY ON EARTH – I don’t like it. It’ not the right message.
The very ‘highest’ consciousness is scary. {Things high up are not always representative of good, they are sometimes heights of pain.} This height is like that. It’s shown here in two forms. One the art gallery, seems to be BEING BLIND SPIRITUALLY. These are people that Cayce & Blavatsky call ‘without a soul’. Having no eyes but just darting black spikes is seeing evil, as one has no true life within. And being just black & white strokes {no shading here}, having no dept of perspective or color, is being one or two dimensional, whereas spirual life is multi dimensional. So this is ugliness of those without the light of God.
And there’s another state that is so DANGEROUS {orange vertical stripes} a Guardian Angel {Big Man} won’t even let me go see it! He guides me to the elevator to go back down.}* {End}
9-10-25 Aunt/Uncle, Roses Missing Jacket/Scarf
This is some sort of PUNISHMENT as I’ve explained before – symbol of Aunt/Uncle.
I go to a sort of CELEBRATION or EVENT at Aunt/Uncle’s house. It’s LIKE XMAS but I see no Xmas decorations.
The house is similar to what theirs was, kind of modern, simple rooms, but nice.
The first thng I notice upon entering is a TABLE with two VASES of BEAUTIFUL LONG-STEMMED RED ROSES, & I make a comment on this, saying,
“I knew this was something special, look at these roses.”
The roses are beautiful red – expensive long stemmed & they are I think in GLASS vases. So tall they bend a bit out of the vases. I only GLANCE as I walk t another room, shedding my thick navy blue jacket & is it scarf?
This jacket is one I wore in the late 70’s, it has a marked two layers of pointed collars.
The drama following this is I CAN’T FIND WHERE I PUT THE JACKET & SCARF & I’m looking forever so distraught – what will my Aunt think if I don’t even know where I put this? {Much later I thought – what if SHE put them somewhere?} It’s like I’ve done something TERRIBLE to FORGET where I put this, going room to room, spot to spot, searching. My grandma seems to be here – but this is vague.
When I explain my dilemma to Aunt he says,
“For 100 pesos, we can order a big bag of laundry from mexico with all kinds of clothes. You can choose fro that.”
Now in another room sans Aunt but Uncle is to the right sort of squatting or on a bench with his knees up, I’m talking to a friend in front of me & I am disgusted. I say,
“What an insult. As if a bag of laundry from Mexico could make up for my jacket & scarf. This could be clothes that don’t even fit me or are substandard – what a fucking insult.”
I knew Uncle would hear this but I said it regardless. {End}
MEANING:
*{I’m being HONORED {the roses} for TWO things I accomplished in the 70s, for which I have not received the proper recognition. I can only assume it’s the body buiding & the speech in front of the White House {which ended Comunism.}
This LOSS has given me GREAT STRESS in my unconscious mind {grandma here} & my aunt adds insult to injury by suggesting I should be compensated by lesser accaim – what recognition I have gotten. But I’m saying this is SUBSTANDARD.
Mexico is a THIRD WORLD COUNTRY so it represents poverty or lack – while a bag of laundry of random clothes also bespeaks low quality.
Roses – here two vases – are honour, respsct & love. {Their bending is humility reminds me of a woman from a poor family they got her a bouquet of roses for a birthday & I noticed how they bent as there were only a few – all they could afford.} This is a two-tier occurrence, a review of my pain but a HINT {what if she hid my jacket & scarf?} that it was permitted by God for me to GAIN MERIT. Padre Pio, when once greatly lauded shrugged,
“I might be getting my honour here instead of in Eternity!”}* {End}
