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3. GOD PUTS RASA ENEMIES INTO HER HANDS (And they are no longer enemies)
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Message: 1
Date: Fri, 31 Mar 2006 12:15:44 EST
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peace had lain to the right of the landscape if you had avoided becoming
"something "you can't make out"
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Date: Fri, 31 Mar 2006 12:18:09 EST
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peace had lain to the right of the couch if you had avoided beoming "or"
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Message: 3
Date: Fri, 31 Mar 2006 18:03:05 -0000
From: "Rasa Von Werder" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: GOD PUTS RASA ENEMIES INTO HER HANDS (And they are no longer enemies)
GOD PUTS RASA ENEMIES INTO HER HANDS (And they are no longer enemies)
http://www.womanthouartgod.com/dreamsvisions.php
© Rasa Von Werder 2006
3/29/06
DREAM
I am here in my kitchen at the farmhouse, when I discover that
somewhere in my kitchen have been hibernating a huge amount of
'garden' or 'garter' snakes. I know they must be taken outside where
they can find nourishment, (now that winter is over) and I collect as
many as I can. They are about 1 1/2 feet long each, and I take a
bunch, (gently) in one hand, and a bunch in the other hand, and head
out the kitchen door, about twenty in each hand. There is a slight
fear they might want to bite me, but some of them look at me and I see
that they are not dangerous at all, and are not trying to bite me,
rather tame.
Some of the tiniest ones, who I cannot hold in my hands, fall off onto
the floor. Some of them are only a couple inches or more in length.
But one stands out the most. It is something like a shrimp, but open
in the middle, and it seem to be not on the floor but hovering in the
air. The color of it is a grey/flesh and kind of translucent. It is
crying like a baby and I pity it! But there is no way I can carry all
these so I say to myself I will come back later for them.
I am planning to put them by the tunnel (where the creek runs through)
as a suitable place. But somehow I make a mistake and put them into a
part of the yard that is fenced in, like a square, kind of remote from
the house, and later, I go to get them front there and take them to a
better place. It seems in my imagination they were still there, did
not go far, and I had no trouble carrying them to the right place......
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Dream 2: The Trip
I am going on some sort of a trip. I go to a building and I am
searching for a man who lived here in the sixties. A big
light-skinned mulatoo woman comes out and asks me if she can help me.
She has no idea who the man is I am speaking of, but when I tell her,
'He was a jazz musician'
she suddenly knows, and says he had lived right here in her apartment.
Then I go somewhere where a doctor operates on my left ear, doing
surgery through a tube. He gives me a pain killer so there is no
pain. He is not even near me, about ten feet away, at a desk and
through the tube he operates. It was something needed. Then at the
end he sprays it with an antibiotic and there is a slight twinge of
pain, the only pain I have.
The next visit is rather strange. Reminds me of the visits of Dante
in his Divine Comedia.
I come to a strange yard where a group of men have gathered, who are
'caught' in time and space, a status quo, things as they were or are,
a never-never land of reality, they can't or won't change.
They are all old and white haired, rather attractive. Their hair is
thick white, and they seem to be just enjoying themselves talking to
each other. But their world is a fantasy, perhaps the world of male
dominatin, Patriarchy - something like that.
I have soft feelings for them and would linger, but a voice tells me
to move on. I blow them a small kiss and continue. (Their hair and
appearence reminds me of an ex-devotee 'A.'
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MEANING
SNAKES, HARMLESS IN HANDS
* HIBERNATING
'I am here in my kitchen at the farmhouse, when I discover that
somewhere in my kitchen have been hibernating a huge amount of
'garden' or 'garter' snakes. I know they must be taken outside where
they can find nourishment, (now that winter is over) and I collect as
many as I can. They are about 1 1/2 feet long each, and I take a
bunch, (gently) in one hand, and a bunch in the other hand, and head
out the kitchen door, about twenty in each hand. There is a slight
fear they might want to bite me, but some of them look at me and I see
that they are not dangerous at all, and are not trying to bite me,
rather tame.'
THESE ARE FORMER ENEMIES (SNAKES) WHO ARE NOW HARMLESS TO ME.
HIBERNATING WOULD BE LINGERING IN MY DOMAIN, PRESENCE OR MIND. I AM
GOING TO REMOVE THEM BUT GENTLY, AND TAKE THEM TO A PLACE OF
NOURISHMENT. (THIS SHOWS BENEVOLENCE)
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SNAKES, TINY, BABIES, ONE LIKE A SHRIMP, CRYING
* HOVERING IN THE AIR
'Some of the tiniest ones, who I cannot hold in my hands, fall off
onto the floor. Some of them are only a couple inches or more in
length. But one stands out the most. It is something like a shrimp,
but open in the middle, and it seem to be not on the floor but
hovering in the air. The color of it is a grey/flesh and kind of
translucent. It is crying like a baby and I pity it! But there is no
way I can carry all these so I say to myself I will come back later
for them.'
THE TINY SNAKES ARE THOSE WHO ARE THE SMALLEST, LIKE CHILDREN. THIS
IS A GOOD ASPECT, BECAUSE 'YOU MUST BE AS A CHILD TO ENTER THE KINGDOM
OF HEAVE.' THEREFORE, THESE ARE THE SMALLEST (RELATIVELY SPEAKING) IN
EGO AND SIN, OR RATHER THE MOST HUMBLE AND 'POOR IN SPIRIT.' THIS IS
WHY I AM NOT REMOVING THEM FROM MY DOMAIN OR MIND IMMEDIATELY, BECAUSE
I AM STILL TENDING TO THEM. BUT LATER, I WILL RELEASE THEM FROM MY
MIND, (PRESUMABLY AFTER HAVING HELPED THEM SOME MORE AND THEY CAN BE
ON THEIR OWN.)
THE SHRIMP IS A CERTAIN ENEMY NAMED 'J'. HE WAS THE MOST VOCIFEROUS
ATTACKER OF ME, BUT THIS SHOWS HIM NOW AS PITIFUL. (HE HAS BEEN
PUNISHED AND IT HAS HAD A BENEFICIAL EFFECT ON HIM SPIRITUALLY.) IN
OTHER DREAMS, I SAW THAT HE HAD BECOME MY SON. AND THE 'CRYING' IS
THE FEELING OF BEING PERSECUTED THAT HE NOW HAS, AND COMPLAINING TO
OTHERS PUBLICLY.
THE COLOR IS THE COLOR OF FLESH AND MIND, IN WHICH HE HAS FELT PAIN,
AND THE 'OPENNESS' COULD BE THAT HE WAS VULNERABLE.
HOVERING IN THE AIR IS SOMETHING THAT IS NOT FINISHED OR UNDECIDED.
'UP IN THE AIR' IS A TENTATIVE SITUATION. INDEED, HIS CASE IS NOT YET
FINISHED IN OUR 'ALTERCATION.'
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TUNNEL
*YARD FENCED IN SQUARE
*CARRY THEM TO A GOOD PLACE
'I am planning to put them by the tunnel (where the creek runs
through) as a suitable place. But somehow I make a mistake and put
them into a part of the yard that is fenced in, like a square, kind of
remote from the house, and later, I go to get them front there and
take them to a better place. It seems in my imagination they were
still there, did not go far, and I had no trouble carrying them to the
right place......'
BY THE TUNNEL, BUT WHERE THERE IS NOURISHMENT FOR THEM, SHOWS A
SITUATION THAT IS BOTH 'LIGHT AND DARK,' 'GOOD AND BAD' OR PERHAPS
THROUGH DARKNESS, THROUGH PAIN, THERE WILL BE LIGHT AT THE END OF THE
TUNNEL.
THROUGH PAIN AND HARDSHIPS WE FIND NEW LIGHT, NEW UNDERSTANDING AND
LIFE. AND SO MY FIGHTING BACK AGAINST MY ENEMIES WAS NOT TO HARM
THEM, BUT TO BRING THEM TO A NEW PLACE OF NOURISHMENT, A PLACE OF
REFORMATION AND REDEMPTION.
THE SQUARE FENCED IN YARD, REMOTE, THAT I MISTAKENLY PUT THEM IN IS A
TEMPORARY PLACE PERHAPS IN MY MIND. THE SQUARE IS PERFECTION, AND I
CANNOT BRING THESE ENEMIES TO A PLACE OF SPIRITUAL PERFECTION, (THEY
ARE NOT MY DEVOTEES, WHO I CAN BRING CLOSER TO PERFECTION) BUT I CAN
CHASTIZE THEM (THE TUNNEL) WHERE THEY WILL THEN, THROUGH PAIN, FIND
MORE LIGHT.
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Dream 2: The Trip
TRIP
* LIGHT-SKINNED MULATTO WOMAN
* SEARCHING FOR A MAN FROM THE SIXTIES
'I am going on some sort of a trip. I go to a building and I am
searching for a man who lived here in the sixties. A big
light-skinned mulatoo woman comes out and asks me if she can help me.
She has no idea who the man is I am speaking of, but when I tell her,'
TRIP IS MENTAL, SPIRITUAL JOURNEY. WE ARE MAKING A JOURNEY HERE
THROUGH SOME OF THE EXPERIENCES OF THE LAST COUPLE MONTHS.
THE MULATTO WOMAN IS A FRIEND WHO I HAD ISSUES WITH AND DISAGREEMENTS,
BUT THERE IS NO ANGER AS EVIDENCED IN THIS DREAM.
THE MAN IN THE SIXTIES REPRESENTS THE 'SEXUAL REVOLUTION.' I AM GOING
BACKWARD IN TIME, WHEN I ONCE WAS PART OF THE WORLD OF SEX. THAT IS
NO MORE FOR ME, BUT THIS LADY IS STILL INTERESTED. AND SO, AT FIRST,
SHE DOES NOT RESONATE WITH ME, BUT SOON, SHE IDENTIFIES WITH THE IDEA.
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JAZZ MUSICIAN
* HE LIVED RIGHT HERE
'He was a jazz musician'
she suddenly knows, and says he had lived right here in her apartment.
THE JAZZ MUSICIAN IS A TYPE OF 'FUNKY' OR 'SEXUAL' FLAVOR. AND SO,
INTELLECTUALLY, BY HIS NAME, THIS LADY DID NOT RECOGNIZE HIM.
BUT WHEN MUSIC IS MENTIONED - WHICH IS AN EMOTIONAL FACTOR - SHE
IMMEDIATELY RECOGNIZES AND TELL ME 'HE USED TO LIVE RIGHT HERE.'
AND SO, BY IDENTIFICATION, SHE IS SAYING, SHE IS LIVING 'IN THE PLACE'
WHERE HE WAS. IN OTHER WORDS, SHE IS INTERESTED IN THAT SORT OF
'MUSIC' WHICH ACTUALLY REPRESENTS THAT SORT OF SEX. AND THIS IS WHERE
WE HAD ISSUES. I DISAGREED WITH THIS ASPECT OF MIXING UP SEX WITH OUR
'MISSION'.
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EAR - OPERATION
* PAIN, SLIGHT TWINGE, ANTIBIOTIC
* BACK, HIS BACK TURNED TO ME
'Then I go somewhere where a doctor operates on my left ear, doing
surgery through a tube. He gives me a pain killer so there is no
pain. He is not even near me, about ten feet away, at a desk and
through the tube he operates. It was something needed. Then at the
end he sprays it with an antibiotic and there is a slight twinge of
pain, the only pain I have.'
THE EAR WOULD BE SOMEONE TELLING ME SOMETHING OR GIVING INFORMATION
THAT I NEEDED. (I CANNOT PLACE WHO OR WHAT THIS IS)
THE ONLY PAIN I HAD AT THE END WAS WHEN THE ANTIBIOTIC WAS GIVEN WOULD
BE THIS INFORMATION PROTECTED ME AGAINST HARM, YET SOMEHOW IT HURT ME
SLIGHTLY.
THIS MAN COULD BE SOMEONE ON THE INTERNET IMPARTING INFORMATION TO ME
THAT I AM DISSEMINATING, PERHAPS AGAINST MY ENEMIES. BUT I DO NOT
KNOW THE IDENTITY OF THE MAN. (HE HAS HIS BACK TO ME, WORKS AT A DESK
AND SENDS HELP REMOTELY, PERHAPS BY COMPUTER WHICH IS SIMILAR TO 'A
TUBE.....AS THE TELEVISON IS OFTEN CALLED A TUBE.)
SAYING THIS WAS NEEDED IS TRUE, AND THE ONLY PAIN I HAVE IS THAT I DO
NOT LIKE TO HURT OTHERS. BUT SOMETIMES, IT MUST BE DONE.
THEN THIS IS A REVIEW OF THE CASE OF THE ENEMIES, AND HOW GOD HELPED
ME BY IMPARTING INFORMATION ON THEM TO ME. BUT IT DID HURT ME TO MAKE
PUBLIC THIS INFORMATION, SLIGHTLY.
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WHITE-HAIRED OLD MEN
* CAUGHT IN A CERTAIN PLACE
* MOVE ON, VOICE TELLS ME
'The next visit is rather strange. Reminds me of the visits of Dante
in his Divine Comedia.
I come to a strange yard where a group of men have gathered, who are
'caught' in time and space, a status quo, things as they were or are,
a never-never land of reality, they can't or won't change.
They are all old and white haired, rather attractive. Their hair is
thick white, and they seem to be just enjoying themselves talking to
each other. But their world is a fantasy, perhaps the world of male
dominatin, Patriarchy - something like that.
I have soft feelings for them and would linger, but a voice tells me
to move on. I blow them a small kiss and continue. (Their hair and
appearence reminds me of an ex-devotee 'A.'
INDEED, THIS IS A REVIEW OF A AND PEOPLE LIKE A. A LOVES TO TALK AND
POSTS DOZENS OF LETTERS DAILY ON MANY GROUPS.
WHITE-HAIRED OLD MAN HERE, WITH THE OTHER ASPECTS, SIGNIFIES HE IS OLD
FASHIONED IN HIS THOUGHTS, THAT THERE ARE NO NEW (FILLED WITH COLOR)
THOUGHTS IN HIS HEAD.
CAUGHT IN A WAY OF THINKING WHERE HE CANNOT CHANGE.
MOVE ON IS FOR ME TO LEAVE HIM BEHIND, HAVE NO MORE CONCERN ABOUT HIM
OR OTHERS LIKE HIM. I FEEL AN EMOTIONAL TWINGE HERE, AS EVIDENCED BY
BLOWING THE KISS, BUT I DO MENTALLY LEAVE HIS ZONE, WHICH IS A 'TIME
WARP.'
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Message: 4
Date: Fri, 31 Mar 2006 13:38:46 EST
From: [EMAIL PROTECTED]
Subject: Re: GOD PUTS RASA ENEMIES INTO HER HANDS (And they are no longe...
peace had lain to the right of the kitchen if you had avoided becoming "huge"
more at "making nightmares pay" on the web
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Message: 5
Date: Fri, 31 Mar 2006 19:56:52 -0800 (PST)
From: lucy Smith <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: Re: (unknown)
hen_na_yume <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote: i'm housesitting and i have my first
dream about being in an earthquake
that i went through and this second time is more clear, my parents are
behind me. i cant make out the landscape and i imagine what it may
look like upside down and i notice it is a..boatyard of soarts? it
spins ninety degrees and its these buildings. it looks like you can
walk on them and my mom is about to jump down from one and she tries to
turn around but cant balance, looks into my eyes and says shute, but in
good humor, and falls out of sight. my dad sort of walks up and says
her name in a very sad way and says no, oh no, no. i am trying to hold
in the tears but it proves difficult. i really did feel the pain of
her loss as if it was real, and had just happened. i tried to console
my dad immediatly after this happened, or at least hug him and say how
much it sucks, but he is stomping down the building but i say i'm
really sorry it happened, i put up this mental wall when we hugged and
said nothing compared to what i was feeling. i had to work a bit to
get close to him but thats typical in real life too. i felt that to
console him to be the first order of business after the fact, and sort
out my own feelings later, because i felt he would lose it and we still
had to make it through the rest of this chaotic world.
had more caffeine that day then usual. i was sad most of the day about
this dream.
Hey can u stop sending me stories...thanks
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Date: Sat, 01 Apr 2006 04:47:56 -0000
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