MY LOVER WANTS TO MARRY ME.

HE’S SICK WITH WORRY ABOUT OUR

BEING APART

4-6-20-HE BRINGS WEDDING DRESS-DESPERATE 4 MY LOVE

Interpreted for a friend.

          I’m in my house upstairs, standing in one of the halls. To the right is the bath, to the left a large closet with no door, across the door is open to the guest room.

          My good husband Richard did not sleep all night (I slept) but he still went out to work & he’s just returned. I see he has bought MY WEDDING DRESS & semi-secretly, he is putting it into the closet—I see half of it before he pushes it back to maybe hide it. I don’t think he sees me looking, he doesn’t look at me.

          *(RICHARD MY GOOD HUSBAND: This is Hal, the man I love who loves me. When his disposition toward me is great he appears as Richard, because Richard was the best man I ever had.

          SLEEP-DID NOT SLEEP ALL NIGHT: This indicates concern, worry; sleeplessness is when one’s MIND is not at rest. Notice I DID sleep – because I am not worried about Hal & myself, I know we’ll be together.

          WEDDING DRESS, HE BOUGHT MY WD: This says he’s planning to be with me as man & wife. He’s thinking & doesn’t know I can read his mind so he doesn’t see me – but I see him.

          CLOSET, THIS CLOSET: This particular closet has meaning. Look to details of each symbol. I asked myself ‘How is this closet different from the other ones?’ This is where I housed the clothing for my male models in preparation to photograph them. So this closet means PREPARATION, BEING READY TO FULFILL A ROLE, AN IMAGE. Into this closet Hal, now being the good husband, prepares to treat me like the wife that I am, to even present me to the world that way.)*

          I am highly surprised at his buying my wedding dress. I see white net, with a row of beautiful artificial flowers embedded on it, the flowers like a big ‘corsage’ from the waist type deal down the skirt, some are bigger, then they get smaller in a row, all are white large petals completely open with stamens inside. I didn’t want to let him know that I saw the dress in case he wanted to keep it secret.

*(HOW THE DRESS LOOKS: White net is see-through, apparent or obvious—I have picked up his plans easily, he might be showing his intentions to others—in other words, his thoughts & plans ARE SHOWING. The

          WHITE BLOSSOMS, FULLY OPEN, LIKE A CORSAGE: Are love, fully OPEN blossoms, petals, means his heart is open to this marriage.)*

          I also felt sorry for him because he must be so tired, but he’s hanging in there, & I see him standing to the rest room door to the right, he seems shorter this moment as in real life he’s tall–& he has a small pot belly & a spare tire on his middle, he’s naked & there is a kind of soft light around him, soft yellow like sunshine.

         *(SHORTER THAN IN REAL LIFE: He’s humbled himself.

          POT BELLY & SPARE TIRE: Could be he’s being nourished by God/grace as I see

          LIGHT AROUND HIM: For sure the Grace of God, he’s SEEING THE LIGHT, I see his spiritual awakening.)*

          Oh yes, at one point I went to sneak-peak at the dress & it was not the same dress. It was a party dress, sort of Latin, in many bright colors, hugging the body, then flaring out with a grey ribbon across the flare. I hated the sleeves, like they buttoned midway between the wrist & elbow – for me that is tight & uncomfortable. I thought to myself

          “This is not the dress I want. I don’t think I’ll wear it, it probably won’t fit me anyway.”

          Did he buy this dress? I also thought it looked ordinary, even cheap; I’m surprised he would buy such a garment for me.

          *(THE PARTY DRESS I DID NOT LIKE, WON’T WEAR: This is the relationship as it was before I stopped. All we did was sex. For him it was ‘releasing his love’ & getting mine & for a while, I felt it was the only thing I could do, but then I knew I could never be happy this way. This you could call ‘cheap’ in that the lover does nothing with effort or respect, does not present me to his people, presents a different woman on social media, while I’m the secret ‘play toy.’ No, I will not wear this dress means I will not PLAY THIS ROLE.

          On the other hand, the white dress he put into the closet represents the purity of True Love, & being transparent (the net) to the public about it—

NET is also a symbol of ‘catching someone’ like a fish in a net—people are proud of ‘catching’ someone they love & showing them off.)*

          Then in the room across, standing with his back to the front window, his front to the bed & me, is a person I scarcely recognize from long ago, who was my best friend for years. He misjudged me on something, accused me & broke up. He’s here now but hard to recognize, I keep saying,

          “Joe, is it you? Joe, is it you?”

          He doesn’t look like himself. His hair is like a sort of woman’s wig, very thick in front sticking out, thick in back, sticking out also, very grey, strange. And on the back of the hair is a pair of light blue cotton women’s panties, just sitting there hugging the hair like some sort of cap.

          *(WHO IS JOE? Joe is the same man in the form of Rich, the good husband—I have never seen both of them in the same dream – Joe is another persona or aspect of Hal.

          Joe represents here Hal knows he was MISTAKEN in breaking up with me—I did not do what he accused me of. This says he’s SORRY & WORRIED SICK over us being apart. The clues are:

          THE THICK GREY HAIR:

                   Means worry, lots of it.  Sticking out the front & the back is both sides of the brain, the primitive back brain & the temporal lobes in front, which is spiritual & intellectual & checks impulses or lower self.  This is really worried, haha.

          WOMEN’S UNDERWEAR, LIGHT BLUE COTTON PANTIES LIKE A CAP

: What he’s worried about, we’re not together, not intimate, not having sex. And furthermore, he is standing in:

          THE GUEST ROOM: He is not standing in my bedroom – where he would be INTIMATE with me, he’s in the guest room, which means we are apart. That underscores the WORRY.

          His face is hard to distinguish. It’s angular & vertical in its lines, & sort of ‘bleached out’ or his features all run together. His nose & head are thin, all his features thin & vertical.

          {His face reminds me of this poor man I saw on TV who was wrongly accused of killing his wife & children, an ex-cop. He spent THIRTEEN YEARS in & out of jail, two trials, two appeals before he was exonerated—NOT GUILTY, thirteen years of torture. His uncle fought for him on the outside. The people investigating his case from the get-go botched the whole thing – there was a t shirt of the perpetrator right by the crime – they did not even send out to have his DNA checked on Codis—lied that they had done it with no results. Years went by with new lawyers pushing, it was finally checked, & there was the killer. I was rooting so hard for the poor cop.}

          His hair is so strange that I say jokingly to a male friend also in the room, standing to my left,

          “Hey, maybe you should get a hairdo like that.”

          *(ANOTHER MALE FRIEND: Whenever there’s a random male friend near him, I assume it to be his Guardian Angel, who I’ve prayed to often for help. I’m joking with the Guardian Angel about how WORRIED Hal is. This pain he’s going through is salutary because pain is the ‘megaphone of God’ – ‘God whispers to us in our pleasures & shouts to us in our pain’ & also the cliché ‘absence makes the heart grow fonder’ & to top it off, ‘You never miss your water ‘till the well runs dry.’ And might I add ‘Why buy the cow when you can get the milk for free?’

          FACE LIKE THE POOR COP WRONGLY ACCUSED: As I describe here this man suffered greatly a long time & the liberation he dubbed ‘a miracle.’ The face shows depression. Hal feels like that—he’s endured pain about me for a long time & longs to be set free. That’s what he’s experienced– if he felt the pain I have, given me by him, he’d be dead.)*

3-30-20-WAITING IN THE BANK

Dream interpreted for a friend

                     I am in a bank when John & his friend walk in & through it & both go to the rest room area—somehow although I’m standing right there, they don’t see me. The area they go into is behind a door where both the men’s & women’s rooms are, I believe, & I’m waiting for them to come out & see me—but they never come out.

          The layout of the bank is completely PLAIN & so is my outfit. The room of it is about 40-60’ long & maybe 15-20’ wide. The teller is in front behind a waist-high partition. Everything is PLAIN. There is NOTHING in the long room, nothing on the walls – it’s all light colored & that is it.

          *(BANK: Place where money is.

LONG ROOM: shape, length of room is like a hall or a tunnel.  Notice in this dream, the room is a symbol of a TUNNEL & when John walks through this tunnel–which is darkness & limitation–he doesn’t see THE LIGHT.  But when he enters the rest room, I open the door, there is THE LIGHT.  He-his mind-is closed, fettered until THE END OF THE TUNNEL & only then does he understand that THIS WOMAN IS THE ANSWER.

PLAIN: everything is plain means it is ‘plain as day,’ not ‘complicated’, easy to see, simple, easy to understand.)*

          I’m sort of pacing back & forth. I have on a pure white turtleneck top & dark, maybe black fitted pants. My body is thin & shapely, I have on a nice plain bra, I look good.

In my hands are two things, one, my PURSE which I always carry & two, a spade or hoe {I was messing with these tools yesterday} that is about 1.5’ long & is POINTED.

          *(PLAIN OUTFIT, WHITE TURTLENECK, LONG SLEEVES, BLACK PANTS: It’s PLAIN TO SEE that I am a SOURCE OF MONEY (in the bank) & that

WHITE TOP: I am or should be John’s WIFE who will put a roof over his head. The turtleneck & long sleeves means I am completely covered or protected from his hurting me by using me for sex—as I won’t let him have it any more.

BLACK PANTS: not give him sex {or support, money} unless he is with me. {black as in absence or funeral} and I’m in possession of money–

PURSE: possession of money, which I always ‘carry,’ means I always have it, &

SPADE, HOE for GARDENING: this tool is for digging a garden, planting, harvesting, increasing food, resources. It’s a symbol here of INCREASING MONEY. The fact that this is

POINTED: refers to it’s power, effectiveness, like a knife or a tooth, being pointed can GET THROUGH, PIERCE, PENETRATE, where one needs to go or ‘take a bite out of life’. Literally, this spade pierces through the earth to prepare for planting or to take out weeds, but what it stands for is my effectiveness in GAINING MONEY.

BRA, BREASTS: refers to love, the love I have for John.

Everything here is plain to see, obvious, but John walked through here without seeing me which means he did not see what I represent – the remedy to his woes.

PACING BACK & FORTH: frustrated, tired of waiting for him to see me –means this situation–that I can help him in this time of need {if we were together}.)*

          I walk, pace, back & forth waiting for John to come out & see me. Finally I open the door in the back to see the area of the rest rooms & all I see is LOTS OF LIGHT coming in through a huge window back there—like daylight, that is it, don’t see John & friend, as if they disappeared. I ponder; did they find a back door there & leave? But then I think that’s not possible, the bank would not have that sort of arrangement as someone could rob the bank & escape easily that way.

          *(LIGHT STREAMING IN LIKE DAYLIGHT: This is the ‘light at the end of the tunnel’ which means what, MomGod? Because I see it, but I don’t see him & the friend here, pondering if he left by a back door.

          MomGod: No, he did not leave out the back door as you suspected or feared because THERE IS NO BACK DOOR TO A BANK.

          BACK DOOR: Escape route, usually represents a secret way of getting into or out of a place or situation {back door lover, doing business ‘back door}. He has no hidden, secret way of getting out of his FINANCIAL CRISIS. A bank is ‘iron clad’ as far as escape routes – there’s only one way in or out, through the front.

          Me: Then the Light streaming in here,

          LIGHT, AT END OF TUNNEL: A ‘tunnel’ means RESTRICTED, hemmed in, limited, but seeing a light at the end is being saved from something, reprieved, or great hope of it—in this dream it refers to financial salvation, saved from poverty or bankruptcy. John & his friend went to the back to the

          REST ROOM AREA: ‘place of rest or relief’ – getting rid of things you don’t want & need, taking a bath or shower, getting clean, brushing teeth—represents hygiene, cleansing & relief–he was looking for REST & RELIEF money wise because THIS IS IN A BANK.

For John, this is the ‘end of the line’ or ‘tunnel,’ he’s in a bank searching for answers – in the dream he doesn’t see you, there is no back door or escape route, but where he went is {as you open the door} flooded with light like

DAYLIGHT, FLOODING IN LIKE: Seeing ‘daylight’ mean becoming aware. Night, darkness, is when you can’t see, but daylight is when all is revealed—you see & understand the situation.

John went here & he did not leave. He SAW THIS LIGHT, this truth, that you are the answer to his dilemma.

Me: But MomGod I did not see John & his friend back here, why not? And who is his FRIEND?

It wasn’t necessary, you saw where he went, where he ended up & there was no other way {back door}—he has no escape route from where he is except you.

FRIEND: The only friend he has is his Guardian Angel, the rest of his friends are demonics, or if not demonics just ordinary people who don’t know their ass from a hole in the ground. It is his guardian angel, to whom you’ve prayed hundreds of times, who’s showing him this vision.)*

{NOTE: This has been predicted for years, but none of us knew how it would transpire. One of my channelers said,

‘He will come to you where he has no place else to go.’

Another psychic said

‘Before he comes to you he has to hit rock bottom.’

None of us knew what rock bottom was.

It’s never been ‘just sex’ I wanted him for – I desired a relationship, I told him so. But he beguiled me for sex while he gave a relationship to someone else. This female he presented on social media as his mate – I got no recognition; he even stopped saying ‘I love you-I want to marry you’ which he did the first few years to me & in front of others. Some people didn’t even believe we were having sex. It hurt, so finally, through some supernatural power I stopped it & then the thing that had also been predicted for years came true, what the Light said was,

“The tables will be turned. He will chase you as you chased him.”

His chase was like ‘guerrilla warfare,’ shooting messages on social media that could be taken more than one way. I knew they were about me, to me, confessions, apologies, regrets, requests, provocations—all to let me know he wanted me, missed me, was sorry & desperate, but he did not do the ONE THING        necessary – call me on the phone, like a man, not a mouse, tell me he loved me & wanted to see me, tell me he was planning, preparing for our relationship, that he’d leave the fake one he’d been with for years – a liaison based on partying & popularity—this one crucial thing HE DID NOT DO.

But God works in MYSTERIOUS WAYS. None of us figured on this Pandemic & economic crash. I even asked God if She did this entire crash for me, to bring him to his knees—I asked her as a joke, it seemed so convenient for ME.  I was impervious to the crash, but for him it was ‘no more roof over my head.’

This dream explains how God or karma has brought him where he always needed to be but failed to do so instead of listening to God, he obeyed the world, the flesh & the devil. He listened to family & friends who are not of God, may of whom are addicted—some are criminals—some have traumatized him—they tempted him like demons suggesting a bad road, he was deceived, then trapped.}

For years I prayed, did exorcisms for him, said Masses—sent him love for which I got DEMONS bouncing at me. This work exhausted my mind & body. I felt it was finished & LET GO. But how, when, would he ever get out of his situation, that he was entrenched in for YEARS? I could not figure it out, it perplexed my tired brain. I knew he loved me, but WHEN?

Enter the economic catastrophe – something none of us expected. The frail thread that held him & the other female has broken, it was not love, but her support that kept him there—no more support—the place she worked has shut down & when it reopens it might not provide for her–the house of cards is about to collapse.

Interpreted for a friend.