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002 - "Wilkerson, Richard" <rcw - The Brown Cow in the empty room with one closed
door.
003 - "Wilkerson, Richard" <rcw - death of son
004 - [EMAIL PROTECTED] - Re: Digest dream-flow.v001.n204 the future
005 - "Wilkerson, Richard" <rcw - THe devil
006 - "Wilkerson, Richard" <rcw - Flying In Stages
007 - "Wilkerson, Richard" <rcw - Soul mate
008 - "Wilkerson, Richard" <rcw - Getting in Tune
009 - "Wilkerson, Richard" <rcw - What does a dream with helicopters signify?
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Subject: Re: Digest dream-flow.v001.n205
Date: Thu, 9 Dec 1999 21:40:10 EST
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bed drm-peace had lain to the right of the bed if you had avoided becoming
"so"
ciehan drm-peace had lain to the right of the yard if you had avoided
becoming "all"
as i do not know if i will be writing again before the holidays i wish to
send today my best wishes to mr. wilkerson for the wonderful opportunity to
communicate with dreamers around
the world. it has been my great honor to walk in peace with such an
individual in such a unique way this past millennium. i am humbled by his
good works.
i also wish to express my best wishes to all who keep peace in the dream
community and the world by taking the right path.
merry christmas and good night,
heratheta
more at www.dreamgate.com./dream/dubetz/
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Subject: The Brown Cow in the empty room with one closed door.
Date: Thu, 09 Dec 1999 18:41:52 -0800
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Dream Title The Brown Cow in the empty room with one closed door. Peter b.
Date of Dream 4.30 am approx, Friday 10 December,
1999
Dream I was in a room with bare green walls talking to a person from the
past through a window or opening. He told me that someone I used to know
had emigrated to South America. This was apparently a good thing.
Suddenly I found myself alone in the room with a large, rather skinny brown
cow. I was unsure of the cow's intentions. She appeared to want something.
I wanted to leave the room before she tossed me but the only door was
closed. She seemed not to want to harm me but also seemed unsure of my
intentions.
Comments by Dreamer Six months ago I saw a beautiful girl but never
introduced myself or spoke to her. Last Saturday I saw her again and took
the opportunity to speak to her. I was very impressed by her subsequent
reactions and felt that we both loved each other. I have not seen her again
or taken any serious steps to try to contact her. I think of her constantly.
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From: "Wilkerson, Richard" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: death of son
Date: Thu, 09 Dec 1999 18:42:38 -0800
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Dream Title death of son
by poss
Date of Dream dec 99
Dream The only part of the dream I remember is viewing my sons body he was
all in white lying on a table with a white cloth over the table. Just like
he was asleep only he was dead then i woke up.This was about four weeks ago
then three weeks ago I dreampt about walking into our shed looking for
something it was a nice sunny day and I on our round white barbique table
found my youngest daughter and her friends head on on the table. I woke up
horrified. Then this morning I drempt I was at work having a normal day
then I went to the toilet and found a snake on the floor in the toilet so I
got another male worker to kill it for me as he was killing it with a
shovel I woke up. Finally I got back to sleep and dreampt of two light
aircraft with women piolets I had been watching them fly for most of the
morning. Then a family friend of about 20 years of age decided to go for a
flight with one of the women piolets. She was laughing and smiling as she
was getting int!
!
o the plane. Both planes took off then they both crashed to the ground
killing our family friend.Then I remember being sad and upset and thinking
I should go and see her mother but I couldnt go and see her because I
wouldnt know what to say. I could see her mothers face it was so sad but I
couldnt do anything about it and then I woke up.
Comments by Dreamer If anyone can explain why Im dreaming of death as above
could you please contact me my email is [EMAIL PROTECTED]
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Subject: Re: Digest dream-flow.v001.n204 the future
Date: Thu, 9 Dec 1999 21:59:09 EST
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the future,
create it don't live it!
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From: "Wilkerson, Richard" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: THe devil
Date: Thu, 09 Dec 1999 19:05:20 -0800
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Dream Title THe devil
Date of Dream all the time
Dream there was this red face and then there
was this black guy and then he sat up in bed then the house blew up and he
came out and rolled around on the ground and said now i know not to fuckin
mess with you you dam devil!!
Comments by Dreamer
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From: "Wilkerson, Richard" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: Flying In Stages
Date: Fri, 10 Dec 1999 10:11:44 -0800
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Dream Title Flying In Stages
Submitted by Montana Wildhack
Date of Dream 26 Feb 1994
Dream I suddenly learned that I could fly. I'd practice taking off from
various positions. I was having a wonderful time. But I was only flying so
high as above telephone wires. I'd fly around and keep my eyes open for
wires, but was having so much fun flying. There were some thoughts about
whether I should let people see me taking off, or if I should hide it, but
in the end I didn't care - I just loved flying and I didn't care who knew.
Then, as I was flying, I came up to an obstruction. It was a huge tent that
I couldn't fly over, and couldn't fly through because it was filled with
things and had steel rods and wires and dim, dim lights in the ceiling that
would tangle me up. So I had to walk through it. It was dark, dirty. It had
military vehicles and personnel in it. I had to walk a narrow passage
between the wall and vehicles, then the wall and a huge flat bed covered
with dirt. There were dirty, disgruntled, slow, rude soldiers in front of
me. I !
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said "Excuse me", to let them know I wanted to go through, but they just
grunted, were rude, and continued to go slowly without letting me by. So, I
said to myself "Military decorum" and then followed them patiently past the
truck. They sidled past the bed, but it was too narrow for me - I almost
got stuck - so I crawled up on the dirt bed and across it to freedom. From
there, the way was clear out of the dark, dirty tent. I rushed out of the
tent, into the sunlight, and saw it was beautiful, brillinat, and that my
way (to fly) was completly clear and unobstructed. As I was flying, I was
flying higher than the telephone wires. But I realized I may run into an
airplane. I wasn't sure I'd see or hear one coming, and I certainly knew
they weren't expecting to see me. But I decided to keep an eye out and to
look over my shoulder from time to time to make sure one wasn't coming up
from behind me. If one did, I decided I'd turn my direction up or down to
get out of the way. !
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I knew to be cautious and felt I could avoid any trouble. I flew joyfully.
I was next in a store and bought some beautiful things. I was so happy. As
I walked out of the mall - a beautiful mall - there was a wide walkway with
beautiful colorful overhead lights on the ceiling. I decided to fly over
the other people (on the walkway) and under the lights and out into the
open spaces. I was SO happy. Once I got out into the open spaces, I flew
around with my packages and came to a quaint little downtown area, full of
shops and people. The people were looking up at the rooftop of one shop,
where a man dressed in a colorful superhero costume was standing. He'd jump
off, fly around in circles above their heads, then land and tell them all
about it. The idea was almost like he was selling something. To the right
was another man in a superhero costume, taking off and landing from the
middle of the street, doing the same thing. They could only fly so high,
like me. I saw they !
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were flying, but I sensed a difference between me and them, and so did
they. I wondered how they could fly, then shrugged it off, then turned and
flew away. They followed me and then flew ahead of me. Then I saw how they
flew - they had little motor rockets attached to their backs under their
capes. At that time I saw way up in the sky, out in space, a beautiful
cluster of golden stars shaped like golden buildings. I instantly wanted to
be up there among these stars more than anything in the world. The very
idea filled me with such joy and longing. They saw the stars too, and we
all turned upward, trying to reach the stars. But each one of them in turn
fell when their motor sputtered and failed. I however went straight up to
the stars. It was glorious. I was right out in the middle of outer space,
among the stars, completley free. I flew, did turns, I stopped still in
space and danced and twirled. I loved it. I was never so happy and free in
all my life. I thought!
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for a moment to watch out for airplanes, but then I knew that I knew how to
avoid them. I awoke with such joy.
Comments by Dreamer A friend of mine just recently brought up this dream as
pertinent to what is going on in my life now. It was odd for her to bring
it up now as I told her about it 4 years ago.
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From: "Wilkerson, Richard" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: Soul mate
Date: Fri, 10 Dec 1999 12:15:53 -0800
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Dream Title Soul mate By:Alexa Moore
Date of Dream Sept/99
Dream I was standing in the threshold of a large room, watching what
appeared to be a funeral. The room was so high I couldn't see the ceiling,
and the floor and the pillars throughout were made of marble. There were
huge, potted ferns everywhere, and many people standing off to the sides.
My mother was presiding over this funeral, and in front of her stood
several mummy cases. I was led to a couch off to the side, when suddenly
one of the cases fell over and broke open. Everything went silent, and I
saw a hand reaching onto the couch, going for my ankle. I was terrified,
and everyone began to crowd around me. Then this "thing" grasped my leg,
and I slid gently to the floor. All of a sudden I was overcome with
feelings of peace, and saw that this "thing" was a man in ancient Egyptian
attire, and he had an eagle's head, instead of a human one, like the
Egyptian god Osiris. He cradled me in his arms, then bent his head down and
gently bit my neck. I f!
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elt as if something was being drawn from me, but I didn't know what. The
entire time, I was in ecstacy, and the words "The chosen one," kept
floating through my head until I woke up.
Comments by Dreamer This dream has been haunting me because of it's
vividness, and unusual content. Also, for several days after I had the
dream, I was filled with feelings of love and peace.
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From: "Wilkerson, Richard" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: Getting in Tune
Date: Fri, 10 Dec 1999 14:35:55 -0800
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Getting in Tune, by dreambat
December 10, 1999
I return to a house where two women were playing folk songs on guitars.
They encouraged me to get my guitar an play with them. I was very shy about
doing so, but the girl with glasses and brown hair said the words are
different, but all the songs are ones I already know. So I return. Her
friend, a college aged blonde woman is gone. I begin to tune up and can't
find my tuner. I ask for hers, she doesn't have one, so I tune to her
guitar. There is a lot of stuff internally that happens in next few
seconds, all around tuning the guitars. Whose guitar is closer to true
pitch? Am in in tune and she doesn't realize it? Am I out of tune and will
never get in tune as her ear is so much more refined? (Getting in tune is
never perfect, there are degrees of tolerance and each individual has
different levels of tolerance). At one point she continually plucks a B or
G note and I think she thinks I'm still not in tune. I adjust, but it seems
fine to me.
Suddenly fireworks are going off and people are all around. Her friend
has returned and is jumping up in the air with everyone else and
dancing. We ask what is going on. She says that New Years is only a few
hours away, and everyone is practicing. Didn't we get the word? I think its
kind of silly, but funny. I think to myself in the dream about how this
might be a way of reducing the performance anxiety for the real event and
turn of the millennium.
end
alternative title: "playing along"
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Subject: What does a dream with helicopters signify?
Date: Fri, 10 Dec 1999 17:53:00 -0800
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from the dream-flow form:
What does a dream with helicopters signify?
DreamFlyer
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