by Dee Finney and others as named

Bicycle Built for Two
Sheet Music

Bicycle from 1870

From Old Roads.com

7-17-88 - Dreamed that we prayed a long time for a man to be able to cross over the road from the Russian camp into the Christian camp. Finally, on Sunday the gates were opened and he was able to come over. (He was riding a bicycle)


8-14-90 - MEDITATION - Q. "Please give me information about the Pope's demise." A. "He must take pills. It is good to take them."

I saw the convent on 35th and Center Sts. There was a woman on a yellow bicycle on the corner and a woman from the convent came out to get her. There seemed to be alot of excitement going on.

I called the Pope to come to me and he came. I said, "Are you sure you don't mind coming up here?" He said, "No! I don't mind." I went over and gave him a big hug and said, "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"

I then saw a father and a little boy. The little boy separated from the father. A woman came along and said to the father, "Do you see that little boy? Do you mean to tell me that you can't take care of the little boy?"

I saw a catalog with yellow pages full of sale prices and the heading said "PIONEER" on it.


11-14-91 - DREAM - I was in the building being constructed that I worked and lived in. The road/bicycle path that went up from one level to another was too steep for others to use and was condemned. Another plan would have to be drawn and the path reconstructed that was not so difficult. As I went up the path, each level was done and the walls were white, but the spiral upwards, one had to get off their bicycle and walk up, one couldn't ride their bicycle. It was too hard.

From Joe's 1992 Dream Network Journal article:

I came to see a bicycle or motorcycle as a dream symbol for a balanced condition.

For example, a recently divorced woman dreamed of riding a unicycle precariously, while others rode bicycles.

A number of patterns appeared that had a bicycle-like appearance, such as the two at Pepperbox Hill. (F&G below) They could be a before-and-after representation of the increasing feminine aspect. The central circle is like ancient glyphs of the duality, or Mother/Father Deity. The ancients said that the Deity is One but manifests as two. The glyph for the Monotheistic Deity is a single circle or a circle with ring. These are frequent crop patterns.


From Joe's notes (interpretation):

The number 15 has shown up a few times. The first Pepperbox Hill formation, the bicycle-like pattern that I felt was a "before" symbol of the two, telling of the duality balancing coming had measurements of 5, 10, and 15. The "ladders" on the "Insectogram" pictograms had 7 or 15 rungs which appeared the following year. They always appeared in pairs.  One appeared near Stonehenge in England.  Joseph Campbell, the mythologist pointed out that the Easter celebration is held on the first full moon after the Spring equinox, which is the fifteenth day of the 28-day moon cycle. He related this to the 3 1/2 midpoint of the chakra symbolism and to the duality balancing. At that day of the year the full moon and the sun can be seen at the same time.

3-10-92 -DREAM - I was out in the State of Washington, living in a huge side by side duplex. I was lounging in the livingroom. The only light in the room was the blue light from the television set. The rest of the house was dark. I heard the phone ring. I saw that the A's. (business name) line was red and I could hear a woman screaming, "Help me, I'm in trouble. Someone pick up the line." I picked up the receiver and the first line came on green and it was my mother. I said, "Hi!" and told her I was trying to pick up the other line. Then I saw that the kitchen door to the outside was open. I told my mother that I had better lock up and then go to bed. Just then I heard a noise in the dark in the kitchen. I picked up a "switch" (short stick) to defend myself with and an old black man came out of the kitchen towards me. He also carried a "switch". (He was wearing a brown suit) I started dueling with him and chased him outside, continuing to try to whip him with the stick. I told him that if he ever came back again that I'd kill him.

A car pulled up then and two guys got out, dressed just like the old black man. I was prepared to fight again, but the shortest guy walked up to the garage and asked where I was from. He said, "Oh! Wisconsin! He read off the license number on the bicycle being towed behind my car. The number was '7275" (I multiplied 72 x 75 which equals 5400. That is the coordinate intersect of the Sphinx).  He continued up to the garage and there was several men and women in the garage making porno movies or having sex or something. the guy said, "We've got to stop making house calls like this. It was then I realized that he was an undercover cop. I told him that I had found a guy in my kitchen, but I didn't know if he had taken anything. We walked into the kitchen and there was a huge birthday cake sitting there with some frosting missing off of one side. I then saw big chunks of wedding cake, half eaten. I had two thoughts immediately. The first one was, "I don't need my daughter to make frosting for me, I can do it for myself." My second thought was, "I would donate these cakes to the local orphanage if they didn't have frosting missing. It's too much for me to eat."

The cops were trying to turn on the lights but the switches weren't working. I wondered if the old black man had stolen the light bulbs. I saw that there was a gas stove and one burner was on with a blue gas flame. That was the only light in the room. From that light, I saw a stand like a candelabra with many little cakes on it. I reached for another light switch to see what else was in the room and something grabbed me under the arm. I started to scream and woke up, feeling like a mouse was running up my side and I was screaming out loud and my heart was beating so hard and so loud, I could hear it with my ears. Then I realized that I was feeling no chest discomfort, no shortness of breath, no angina pains. Then I thought," Jesus must have healed me." when my heart slowed down and I realized where I really was and that no mouse was crawling over me, that the dream was trying to tell me the "sugar" (from the cake frosting) was robbing life from me and that's what I needed to lock out of my life and that perhaps the old man with the brown suit could have been D. (a friend) and I needed to lock him out too because he was stealing from me.


Joe's Dream  5-1-94

I dreamed that I met a black woman and we did some work or something together. We were attracted to each other. Later, her husband, a business man, came home. He was mildly irritated about my relationship with his wife. He was dressed in a business suit. He made some statements to me about how my relationship with his wife was improper, then he left on business. I leaned over to kiss the woman, who was sitting on the floor. After I kissed her, I realized that she was a man.

The husband was there again, behind me. He was amused at my mistake. I tried to act like I knew it was a man all along.

The woman and I went to a big industrial or storage facility. We entered an upper room that was made of or full of straw. I removed some straw, exposing an opening or vent to the roof. It was very large and flat like the ones at Gallo Wine Company where I worked. I told her how I had been on the roof many times. She had never seen it.

The woman (I think) wanted to go with me, as I was going home to Carmel, CA to see Mom. She couldn't go, but let me take her little daughter along for a visit. The little girl was cute and pretty, and seemed to be caucasian (white) She was about 2 or 3 years old. We bundled her up and put her in the basket of a bicycle.

I peddled off with her on the bike. We came to a place in a town with a slight up slope, and I had to pedal hard. I finally got off and pushed the bike.

We crossed the main street in town, which seemed a little like Carmel, but wasn't. I realized that I had lost my bearings, and did not know the way to Carmel. I had no map with me. I looked at my watch and realized that I was going to be late for work at Burgess gas station. (where I worked as a teen-ager) I was due in for work in about 5 minutes. I decided to go back the way I had come and ask to use a telephone, to call in to work, and also find directions to Carmel.

Then I was in an area beyond the city, in an old fashioned neighborhood, similar to the one I grew up in back in Oklahoma.

I came to a house with the family standing outside in the drive way. I recognized them as a family I had known long ago in Oklahoma. I asked to use the phone. They said the nearest one was a thousand miles away, and the nearest place to find help was even farther.

The family noticed the little girl, who was now in a vehicle, a truck, I think. I went to go get her. I reached through the front windshield, which seemed to be missing. I pulled her out carefully with both arms, trying not to bump her head. But her head scraped on the vehicle as I pulled her through. She yelled, "Look what you did to my eye!" Her right eye-ball was out on her cheek. It was a bloody, horrible sight.

I started to push the eye back in, but hesitated. I took her into the house.


Joe's dream:  5-10-94

I dreamed that two or three men in a town wanted to kill me. I pedaled through the town on a bicycle. One of the men ran after me, with the others following at a distance. I pumped the pedals hard, but the roadway became soft, slowing me down. I figured if the guy caught me, I would have to kill him quick, then do the same to the others.


Dream -- submitted Fri Jan 26 1996.

It was summer. I was riding a bicycle (I rarely ever ride a bike anymore) down the hill to the sports club. I was planning to meet my mom and sister to go swimming there. When I got down the hill, a terrible storm was brewing. The sky turned dark; ominous clouds were moving quickly above me. I was worried about Mom and Pam - where they were. Mom is so afraid of storms. The sports club appeared to be situated way down in a valley. It seemed foggy and looked like a tornado was coming. I became concerned and started back home. Only then I was on a Pogo Stick bouncing up and down in the middle of the street. I passed a man mowing his grass. I thought it was strange that he was outside doing that. I was struggling to get home on this Pogo Stick. Then I must have woken up.


1996 - I am far away from my home. There is also our new car and nobody of my family to drive it. I must go home but I cannot leave the car. I cannot drive, I do not have my driving -licence , but anyway I decide to go home driving this car. I am driving! And I am quite good at it! It is wintertime and the road is covered by ice. Besides there are a lot of hills on my way. I have a little fear. I have been driving downhill for along time. I wonder which brake I should use: manual or normal. I decide to use normal one because manual could make my drive completely impossible. I am very glad that drive uphill is starting and I will have to use the brake no more.

There are woods all around, but I am not alone. There are some other cars on my way.

Suddenly I am riding a bicycle, still home through the woods and snow. A herd of coyotes attacks me. I catch one and throw it far away. Then it changes into a small dog and I am a little sorry for it. I manage other animals, too, and I see they are not so dangerous. Finally they leave me alone.


1-9-97 - DREAM - I was told by my old boss D.L. to go outside and pick up all the Carol College Bicycles. We also closed out the Carol College purchase orders and put away the drawings.

Sun Mar 9,1997 - DREAM

Pod baby

The houses in my dreams are usually a compilation of places I have lived or visited, with a few funhouse-style rooms. In my strangest dream, I was living in a warehouse-style apartment with enormous windows and gauzy, white curtains.

I was arguing with past and present loved ones about whether or not I should go to a party. They kept saying "you can't go, you're pregnant!" I knew that I wasn't and I kept telling them so, but by the time we finished arguing I noticed that my belly had grown and I looked six months pregnant. I told them that pregnant women are allowed to go to parties and left on a bicycle.

When I got to the party no one I knew was there. A group of women with long hair came up and started touching my belly. I walked into another room and found the man who I knew lived there. When I tried to talk to him, I noticed that he was injecting a woman with a windex-like substance through a syringe.

I walked outside and I was suddenly in the driveway of my childhood house, and I could feel that I was about to give birth. The long-haired women ran after me and told me that they were all midwives. They crowded around me and laid me on the gravel driveway, telling me to "push," etc. I pushed and yelled and in a few minutes they handed me a vinyl sack with a zipper on it. I said "where's the baby?" And one told me "it's in there, it's not quite done yet." I unzipped the sack a little and saw that it was a big, sticky white pod. Other people came up and tried to touch it, telling me it was "beautiful," but their fingers were starting to get it dirty. So I zipped the bag back up, put it under my arm, and rode away on my bike. I have no idea what it meant.



Here is the interpretation of the Pod Baby Dream:

In Response To: Pod baby dream
Joe Mason on Sat Apr 19, 1997 said:
Re: Pod baby

Your dream reminds me of a symbolism spoken about in the book, "Valis," by Philip K. Dick. It is fiction, but based on the author's real experiences of being "bombarded" by messages from the spirit.

The part I am referring to is in the back of the book, where he listed some of the messages. The one called, "Two Source Cosmogony," tells of The One generating "a diploid sac which contained, like an eggshell, a pair of twins, "each an androgyny, spinning in opposite directions (the Yin and Yang of Taoism, with the One as the Tao)."

I believe a bicycle can also symbolize the "androgyny," that is, the duality of male-female. In this case, though, the wheels spin in the same direction. I wrote about the bicycle symbol back in 1992, at:


To go on - "The plan of the One was that both twins would emerge into being simultaneously; however, motivated by a desire to be, the counterclockwise twin broke through the sac and separated prematurely; i.e. before full term.

This was the dark or Yin twin. Therefore it was defective. At full term the wiser twin emerged. Each twin formed a unitary entelechy, a single living organism made of psyche and soma...The full term twin, called Form I by Parmenides, advanced correctly through its growth stages, but the prematurely born twin, called Form II, languished."

It goes on to tell how the healthy twin sends micro-forms of itself into our world, such as Jesus, attempting to heal the defective twin.

You can find a little about this at:


Thanks for posting this dream. I do believe it is saying something important about the human race.

Sincerely, Joe Mason



Subj: Pod Baby Dream

Date: 97-04-24 00:53:39 EDT


Joe, you have seen the Ditheon, the One who is Two in One, the perfect balance of nonduality. The pod baby dream of "Palmyra" also reminds me of the Ichtheon, the Fish-Deity of the early Gnostic Christians, as Revealed in the Apocryphon of Isaac. Two fish, in the 69 position, Yin-Yang, whirling in space, a pinwheel, a propeller, the vision that inspired DaVinci to try to invent the helicopter prematurely (supportive technology was inadequate at the time), the same vision that inspired the latter-day Gnostic Arthur M. Young to actually succeed in building the first commercially successful helicopter. Think about Gnostic Helicopters and Crop Circles, my friend. That is the missing clue for you.

KING FELIX, Felix the cat, Kevin's "STUPID DEAD CAT", Ichthys, the Rhipidon Society, FISH CANNOT CARRY GUNS!!! Cats love to eat fish. Horse lover Fat, Saint Philip K. Dick knew.

ZEBRA: The Zebra fish actually is hermaphroditic, changing sex, the perfect conjunction of Man/Woman, Shiva/Shakti.

This is the dawn of the new world, my friend. Welcome to the real Rhipidon Society. Plug in and help us to find the others.


In a message dated 97-05-16 , you write:

<< BTW, I also enjoyed your Pod baby post, although some of your connections are a bit beyond my scope...>>

You could better understand the Pod Baby dream, and my posting, if you read, 'VALIS," by Philip K. Dick. I believe the Pod Baby is a symbol of mankind . . . we haven't grown to maturity yet. Something went wrong. Our Divine "Twin," in the other reality, attempts to help. That's the type of symbolism I see in it.

It seems to also fit with 'Butterfly" symbolism, which appeared in a very significant dream of Josephine's. The idea is that humanity, in a long cycle of time, is like the caterpillar, munching of the leaves of the tree (of knowledge).

When the cycle nears the end, we become the cocoon/pod, and then transform into butterflies.


12-23-96 - MEDITATION - I asked Babaji and Marta to give me any information they wished me to have.

"I'm looking forward to the 4th of July"

I saw a country scene. I was standing on a high bank of a river. Across from me was a forest with a road leading up tot he water. A big RV with a bicycle tied on top was stopped at the water's edge waiting for a ferry to bring it towards me where there was a ramp leading up towards where I stood.

"This length of time give me hope for January 11th"


12-25-96 - DREAM - 12-25-96 - DREAM - I was at work at my new job. It obviously was a high security secretarial position in the Purchasing Department.

At 5 minutes to 5 on a Friday. I was given a Purchase order to process to order a quantity of a paper form that was capable of an electrical charge which automatically changed it from an ordinary typewriteable personnel form to one that contained handwritten information about the person's mental history.

I made the discovery of its properties by accident and the sample contained my bosses mental history in which he had written his mental experiences. I didn't have time to read it on the spot so I ran with it to the copier to stat it or personal reading at home. The problem was the copier broke down as I was copying the second page and I only got half of it. I ran back to my desk to call the copy machine service person but go interrupted and asked to go outside to watch a bicycle demonstration of a person who was so perfectly balanced he could do all kinds of tricks on the bike.

After watching for awhile, I determined it was 4 different people the same size who were doing the tricks and when they were done, they posed for applause. I went back to the office and was allowed to go into the building where people were streaming out through a door which was received and made special for the President who must have been somewhere around 10 feet tall from the size of the door and his name was something like Burgemeister.

I went to the elevator where a little boy was standing and I helped him get to the level which was G-2. Then I went to my own floor which was G-7.

When I worked with the electrically charged paper, the shape of the building complex was printed on the inner secret form. It was shaped similar to the U.S. as if it was separated by square states which enumerated the buildings and levels people worked in. I was G-7.

NOTE: In 1997, I was given a project by Joe's grandmother Zora Emelyn Henry and she called it GAP7. It was the Great American Plan... the New Jerusalem in the U.S. I did not even know Joe at this point. Joe and I didn't meet until July of 1997.


9-24-97 - Dream - I was at home, but I had a business too. We sold shoes. I wore size 11. A young man came in and he also wore a size 11. We got him a pair of shoes from the upper room. I saw my left foot and his right foot. My shoe was white and his was black.

I saw Burt Reynolds coming up the walkway. He came in and went to the upper room where he began to play the organ. We also stored the shoes up there. The music was incredibly beautiful and complicated. The music ended and he came down the steps. I decided it wasn't enough for him to just play the organ, he had to earn his keep by selling shoes like the rest of us. He didn't want to and left.

I was then going to teach dance lessons which I did. The class was over then and I began to clean the floor with a bicycle which I pushed. This made a wet track on the floor in the shape of an infinity symbol. This infinity track washed off the pattern of the dance steps.

Two women came and wanted to take dance lessons. I told them they were too late because I was already washing the floor and eliminating the dance steps with the infinity pattern. I continued to make this pattern until the entire floor was wiped clean of dance steps.




12-11-97 - DREAM - A big wide stairway to the basement was being built onto my 16th St. house, but I found a wide stairway with uneven stairs already built. I went down the steps and discovered a badger/weasel down there that was black/brown-purple/green-blue/white. He was so ugly. I ran back up the stairs but I last looked at the weasel. He was balanced on top of a bicycle.

I went back into the house where a young girl named Linda told me to tell her when a young man named Jim arrived. It was obvious she had a crush on him.

When Jim arrived, I spotted him waiting for me in a side room. I went over to him and began kissing him. He and I had been seeing each other secretly and were in love and nobody knew it.

Then he asked me, "When you dreamed about the baby, were they married in the dream?" I thought they were but wasn't sure. He said, "You know your dreams are the window to the soul and tell a person what they are really like. You know I want to marry you, but I have to know if those people were married.

(As far back as I can remember, the baby was the husband's and he had brought the baby with him when they got married.)

At that point, Linda came to the door and the vacuum cleaner she had been using stopped running. I thought the plug had come out of the wall but it seemed rather that the light switch somehow connected to it and the switch had been turned off. Jim disappeared somewhere and I walked through the house.

Suddenly a huge bison appeared in the kitchen and began rampaging through the house. It was so huge, I was terrified of it. I began screaming and barricaded myself in another room. I was trying to find doors that would close to escape, but none of the doors would close, they all had stuff in the way.

I started screaming for Jim to shoot it, and a huge brown dog started barking to get to it to attack it, but it was blocked from getting through a passageway by a big brown door and before I could find my husband, he hollered, "I don't think he's in the house anymore. I see two bison out in the yard."


1-6-98 - DREAM - This may have been a series of small dreams.

I was driving a car. Strange thing is, I was laying down in the back seat so I wouldn't be seen. There was nobody behind the wheel. R. (a female friend) sat in the front passenger seat. J. (her boyfriend and my maintenance man) sat in the left rear seat. I almost couldn't stop at the first stop sign. I was half was you t in the intersection by then. I don't know if I turned left, but saw some girls on bicycles ahead of me, they were weaving back and forth across the road from lane to lane and I almost ran into the last one in line.

I was then in a large building, standing in a large room. There was an office with a large glass wall and a glass door right behind me. By my feet there were several little cute furry animals running around having a good time. They may have been guinea pigs, but not certain, just that they were cute and I think they were happy and maybe smiling.

Because of their activity, I bumped into a fish bowl that was on a table just inside the glass office. I knocked it to the floor. It spilled the water and fish on the floor. The bowl was round on top, but flat sided.

The fish did not all die or flop around though some of them did. some actually swam in the air as though surrounded by water and some were swimming behind the glass wall like water was in the room.

I was very distressed because I had done this bad thing even though I knew it was because the animals which belonged to my kids were so frisky. So, I made my kids pick up the animals and take them in the car. They had difficulty rounding up the 3rd one, but we did get them all in there to take them somewhere else.


Date: 98-01-09
From: (J I)

I spent a long time writing on the web last night. During a writing at 3:05am here,there was a small to mod. EARTHQUAKE. When I went to bed later this morning, I had a POTENT DREAM. I haven't had any significant dreams for a while,until this week..I've had TWO. This one left me a little weak when the telephone woke me. It was INTENSE.

DREAM: "I found myself riding a GREEN BICYCLE very fast down a highway. There were 3 other FEMALE friends following me on bikes. I seemed to be following a car ahead,driven by my husband. There were some INTERSECTIONS along the way & occasional trees on the side of the road. I made the turns in direction with the car. The last intersection I came to,the car went out of sight. I decided to go on. The women followed on with me. 'Something' told us to stop at the next REST STOP, as it was the LAST STOP ON THE ROAD HOME. (I feel that this is the recent past,leading to this NOW station). Past the last intersection, the ROAD WAS CLEAR & STRAIGHT..NO SCENERY..FLAT COUNTRY like the NEVADA DESERT. We peddled on a short way ahead, where we saw a STATION beside the road. We pulled in & stopped. It was in an isolated area, but like a MINI-MALL. It was NEW, bright & COLORFUL. We walked around , looking. We got some SNACKS to eat. I KNEW WE JUST HAD ONE NIGHT TO GET HOME BY THE NEXT DAWN. We saw a whole line-up of MOVIE THEATERS that were on ROUND THE CLOCK repeats of shows. 5 theaters in a row were showing a SERIES of OLD TV SHOW - 'THE WILD WILD WEST'. There were some others after that in line. I liked that show, but decided to FOREGO the MOVIES while waiting for RENEWAL for the LAST LEG OF THIS JOURNEY HOME.

I walked on down the street & saw a little SHOP with a SIGN-"BICYCLE REPAIR". I opened the door & walked in. There was an OLD BEARDED MAN & an OLD WOMAN (his wife). They were kindly folk. I gave him my bike to repair. It was worn & the TIRES were worn & almost FLAT. The OLD WOMAN wanted me to come with her. She took me through a DOOR to the BACK ROOM of the shop. She was growing beautiful FLOWERS in WATER & pots, like a little GREENHOUSE. She smiled & picked some HUGE RED ROSE BLOSSOMS (3, I think) & gave them to me. There were no stems, thorns or roots. I placed them in a small oval flat tray that I carried on my bike. There was just a THIN LAYER of WATER for them to float on. I was pleased & grateful for the gift, but KNEW they were TOO FRAGILE to carry all the way home with me. They would dissipate. I enjoyed her space,but had to go back to see the 'OLD MAN'. (I have had many symbols & signs in writings & dreams over the years,of this "ANCIENT OF DAYS".

As I went back to the SHOP area,I found the old man 'pondering'.. He said,"I COULD FIX YOUR BIKE, but I DON't HAVE THE RIGHT TOOLS. It NEEDS A SUPPORT placed in the FRAME & I NEED TO FIX & LUBRICATE THE CHAIN." I said,"DON'T WORRY,I HAVE THE TOOLS & CHAIN." I went back through the door to outside. I got MY TOOL KIT & A LONG LINKED CHAIN. I brought them back inside & PLACED 6 SMALL TOOLS (like ones for DELICATE-FINE WORK)into his HAND. I gave him the chain. He said,"MY! This is a EXTRA LONG CHAIN of LINKS! I CAN NOW FIX THE BIKE.'


This seemed to be THIS NOW. We were given the opportunity to rest a short time & get FORTIFIED for the LAST LAP of the RACE with TIME. We had to shortly BE ON OUR WAY. There would be no more chance for a reprieve. We must be ready & strengthened by the LONG CHAIN OF LINKS in and around this world,that ANCHOR & give STRENGTH to each other. The CHAIN MAKES THE WHEELS GO ROUND..and needs to be WHOLE & SMOOTHLY WORKING as ONE PULL. We provide the FINE TUNING TOOLS & APPLY THE ENERGY to MOVE the bike.

This RACING 2WHEELED BIKE has only ONE GEAR..It moves quickly & smoothly when in GOOD FUNCTION. We have the ABILITY to choose a MOVIE while waiting for the BIG PUSH-PULL, or to GET the TOOLS in the HANDS of those that are EXPERT at FIXING THE VEHICLES we drive HOME. There is NO TURN LEFT in this road. The WAY IS CLEAR,but the DESTINATION is UNSEEN,except that I KNEW it was HOME. I did not look to see if the others were still following me & I followed no other.

The telephone woke me at 12:30pm..It was an old friend calling..He flys & teaches ULTRALIGHT flying. He also REPAIRS & BUILDS ULTRALIGHTS. Bruce helped him get started in this business,years ago & continues to support the ULTRALIGHT WORLD!..coincidence?? I don't think so!

Love,Light & Joy to you all!

Jan :)

"Light the world with a smile" "As above..so below"


Date: 98-01-16
From: (J I)

Dee & Joe...I fell asleep during evening of Jan.15. I had a strong short dream. This one is a little more obscure to me to understand some parts,but it again involved bicycles. The dream last week was a personal experiencing dream. This one was an observation dream.I was not involved in the activities...

DREAM: I was standing on a high hill overlooking a pretty green valley. There was a fairly large river running through the valley & a highway beside the river.The highway curved away from the river,just below where I was standing.

A herd of beautiful ,fat,sleek horses & a few mules mixed in,walked up to a large bank edge across the river from me.As I watched,the horses & mules lined up along the bank & one by one,deliberately dived off into  the river. It looked like a 20ft.dive approx. It was a beautiful sight.

I felt mild surprise to see them do this with no one driving them. Some kind of voice told me it was some kind of celebration & contest. They were all swimming in the river...

I turned to the right & saw a group of bicycle racers speeding down the highway towards the curve. These were real racing bikes with helmeted drivers. They all sped on with their heads down-eyes to the road...

As they came to the curve below me,they never looked up. They rode right off the curve into the river & kept right on peddling in the water. They had to peddle very fast to keep afloat. They couldn't slow down & the bicycles ran into the herd of horses & mules in the river. Many were flipped off their bikes into the river when they hit the horses at full speed. Some managed to miss the horses & mules & kept peddling on through the herd. I was watching in awe at the confusion in the water..then I woke up.

{I knew the horses had the right-of way. They were big & powerful swimmers. They were there first & were having a good time. The cyclists were out of place in the water & no match for the big herd. They were intent on their goal & those that could,kept right on speeding through & around the obstacles. More were flipped than were able to get through on bikes. I did not see how this turned out. The horses didn't seem too disturbed at the bike racers,just startled.}


Dear Jan,

Thanks again for another great dream. It seems to give an insight as to a possible meaning of horses. As they are major in Revelation and in Black Elk's great vision, I think it is very important symbolism.

Years ago, a relative told me of a recurring dream, where she was on a horse at the edge of a huge cliff. A lake of water was below. In her final dream of it, the horse leaped off the cliff . . . then she woke up.

A woman once wrote to me, telling of a dream where a horse was tied to an old, rusty car.

I saw a man on T.V. telling how the motorcycle is similar to the Indian pony. You can go overland, having a panoramic, 360-degree view of things. The bicycle, of course, is similar.

A possible interpretation can be that the horse symbolizes our powerful intuitional/dreaming aspect, which can be difficult to "control." It can take you off the main highways into areas few travel. But, if you have not learned how to ride, the horse may bolt off in a direction it chooses, taking you down an unwanted path. Horseshoes, part of the equipment to "control" the horse, is a symbol of "good luck."

So, the "rider" may represent our rational/daytime mind. Ideally, the rational aspect should be in "control," and know how to gently guide the horse. The aspects are often symbolized by male (rational) and female (intuitional/dreaming). I have thought about this in terms of the old religious mythology that is so male-dominant. Perhaps they took the symbolism wrong . . . in terms of the rider and horse as male/female, it may be correct! I don't like the word "dominant" in this regard. It is more like a dance, where the male leads.


2-6-98 - DREAM - I was living in New Berlin. My husband was remodeling the car. It was supposed to be shorter, but there were 3 sets of doors on it. (The 3rd set of doors was added by the driver's wheel - farther forward in the car.) He left for work and took all the money with him. The kids wanted some ice cream so I looked in my wallet and had only small change, but I had the withdrawal card from the bank, so I said we could all go and I'd stop at the bank and get some money.

I still had laundry to do and by the time I got back outside from the basement, all the kids had left to go do something else.

The car was parked sideways in the garage to work on it, but I didn't have any trouble getting it out and going to town.

I drove into town and spotted my daughter riding her tricycle, but when I got around the corner, she was gone. I also saw the boys on their bicycles but they all went their own way before I got to them.

I decided to go home again because we were in a hurry to get rid of things as Joe and I were getting ready to move to Tennessee to his brother's place before winter set in.


2-10-98 - DREAM - I was moving. (again?) Even the woman who was moving into my apartment came to help pack and carry things to the truck. I was showing her the apartment. The livingroom was huge. It got even bigger as I looked at it and there was grand piano in the corner. On one wall there was a glass wall of doors with an equally large lobby. I told her I had always wanted to open those doors and expand my livingroom into the lobby, but there was a lot of traffic going through there on their was to the elevator.

I went back to packing and moving things. I even got down on my knees under the table to get things cleaned out that were hidden. I discovered that the many people who were helping only worked when I worked. When I took a break or slowed down, so did they. I had to work to get them to work too.

Two women were in charge of vacuuming the floor when we had everything out. The vacuum cleaner was not working well and the women brought it to me to complain about it. I looked at it. It looked somewhat like a bicycle and had a huge hose that bobbed up and down on the floor like 9" wide sucking hole, but it didn't have good sucking power.

I told the women I'd go with them and request a new vacuum cleaner from the management. We went down the hall to the elevator and woke up. As I was waking up, I saw the reflection of the back of my hair. It was brilliant purple.


2-18-98 - DREAM - I got into a car to go somewhere. I seemed to be sitting was y too high on the seat and had a hard time seeing what I was supposed to from there. I turned my lights on so everyone could see me. Everyone else, the cars, trucks, busses, seemed to watch out for me and I didn't get hit, but after going through a huge intersection where vehicles were gong every which way, my little car turned into a small, green bicycle like I had when I was about 10 years old. I was way too big for the bicycle. The screen on the front wheel came off and the wheel came loose and I had to get off and walk. I decided to lean the little bicycle right there because it was no longer of any use to me. So, I went on without it.

2-22-98 - This is a discussion between Joe Mason and David Wilcock who is channeling a spirit entity  . . . about Dee

JMason4557: Dee would like to know if she can ask a question about herself. Is it agreeable?

djwilcock: Yes.

djwilcock: The automobile is of some concern.

djwilcock: Deadly impingements within the vehicle.

JMason4557: Is that about Dee?

djwilcock: The question is not whether it is a fact statement as much as whether it is a thoughtform. The present circumstances will necessitate the release of a limiting complex that has been a burden for many months of your spacetime complex structure. We leave that to your further interpolation and / or questioning.

JMason4557: Was this a message for Dee?

djwilcock: Yes. You may query if you prefer.

JMason4557: Can you explain what exactly you mean by automobile and vehicle?

djwilcock: Our concept of any vehicle, when used as a formative / causative measure within your dreamspaces, would be that which exists to catapult the entity involved into higher realms. This was not intended as a warning about the physical process of the utilization of internal combustion transportation devices.

JMason4557: So, she needs to rethink and change some of her thinking and  believing?

djwilcock: We would like to request that the dreams be consulted with respect to these implied limitations in order that we may abide by the Law of Confusion in not overtly disclosing the matter at this time, as it may to a certain degree impose an outside viewpoint upon a karmic perspective inherent to the entity. But in essence, you are very close to the solution you now progress towards.

JMason4557: Are vehicles in dreams usually in the same symbolic manner as you suggested here?

djwilcock: Though this is to a certain degree precipitated by the prevailing metaphors hard - coded into the thought complexes of the individual entity, one may attempt to make a generalized statement that the advent of such symbolic literature as planes, trains, automobiles, motorcycles, and bicycles are all indications of nonlinear processes of evolution commensurate with the directions of healing and of Oneness.

JMason4557: Is Ezekiel's "Wagon" such a vehicle?

djwilcock: Your Bible is replete with such examples. We would like to add that to a certain degree, the condition of the vehicle itself will be quite telling in terms of its message, as well as the events surrounding the vehicle in question.

JMason4557: Am I basically correct in theorizing that the Grand Cross and eclipse of 1999 is related to Ezekiel's Wagon and the Merkabah?

djwilcock: We would like to comment on the entity Dee and state that the crystalline structure of the chakral centers is quite beautiful from our perspective.

JMason4557: Dee said, "Thank you very much."

djwilcock: Yes, in fact this message regarding said eclipse / conjunction is crucial to the understandings of the cycles now in place in your present spacetime nexus. You, as questioner, now penetrate the outer meanings of the implicit teachings with respect to said vehicles.

djwilcock: We are still logged on to your hope page.

JMason4557: Which page is that?

djwilcock: Allegorically, we are speaking of those messages which the entities involved would seek to impart, which primarily consist of the longings of the three - dimensional organism to return to its true home, once said home is understood to exist. This then through the medium of the IN ternet. Intertwine, interact, interreact, entrance [both synonyms.]

JMason4557: I see. Dee had a dream of Bob Hope this afternoon, then a sync happened with the meditation about the potential war. Can you tell me if any big event will happen in 1999 with the eclipse, or will it pass by relatively unnoticed by the public?

djwilcock: It is a question of some concern, as with it comes the unfortunate happenstance that by this moment in your spacetime nexus, a large degree of your fellow entities will be largely contaminated by emotions of anxiety, distress and despair, thus lowering their abilities to perceive said opportunities for energetic enhancement of vibratory function. But be ye yet aware that this will not pass as the falling autumn leaf, but rather as the lightning crack.


3-29-98 - MEDITATION - on GAP7. Voice - "Your mother is going to interfere with it." I saw many knives. Then I saw a woman with a thin sharp knife which was full of blood. She said, "This is the patient's knife." (patience?" I saw our daughter-in-law Lorna taking her son Ethan to the bathroom. He pulled away and said, "Let Dee do it."

I asked if Joe could help and I saw a lake behind the house. It was still...reflective water. It went out as far as the eye could see. "Still water runs deep", came into my mind. I asked if I had to do this right away. I saw a square with a round circle in it and a push button on top. The voice said, "No! You don't have to!" Then I heard the crack of a whip.

A woman shook her finger at a young boy and said, "I didn't tell you to take your clothes off. You disobey the rules." The little boy looked up at her and said, "We don't have rules like that at my house."

I said, "I think I receive information for another woman named Dee." The other woman said, "She receives MY information.

I said something about receiving balanced information and I saw a 2 wheel bicycle come rolling in. I reach over with a sharp "grabber" thing and pulled in a file with Joe's name on it. The file opened up and it said, "May the hearts of mankind be opened and joy fill them up."

by Dee


1998 - The Last Bicycle Ride


Subj: Dream 7/27/98
From: HH

A lot of times my dreams are different from real life, but this one stood out in my mind and made an impression. I don't know exactly how it started, but I will relate it from the point where I remember it.

I was standing in my living room and my son, William and this little girl came running by. She was about half his age and they really seemed as if they really enjoyed one another. They would run down the hall, turn around and race back into the living room, tag my aquarium then turn back around and race back down the hall all smiles and laughter.

I looked at them and thought that they would be a beautiful couple in the future. I don't know who this child was, but for some reason I felt responsible for her care and upbringing. Then very intense worry came to me concerning how I was going to provide for all of us. For some reason I felt that whatever we had wasn't enough and that I need to do more. My concern caused me to start pacing the floor and thinking about what I could possibly do.

When I walked into my kitchen my grandmother (on my mother's side) was in the kitchen busy at the stove preparing a meal. (She's been dead almost ten years now). She never turned around or paid me any mind, but I remember feeling gratitude that she was there to help me, because I had felt that things were a little too much for me to handle on my own. She was living there and she took care of the housework for us. (That is an odd thing in itself, while she lived she was a horrible cook and it was a real pain for me to eat any of her cooking.)

I am not sure whether or not, I already had a job or didn't have a job at all, but I felt that I needed to go find work. I was in my car driving to the south part of town where there are a number of industrial plants. I went to this one plant where a lot of rednecks were working. I talked with two teens in the parking lot that worked there and the told me that I didn't have much of a chance of finding work there.

So I got back into my car and started back town. On the road from the plant there was a convenience store off to my right side. I saw this brother of a casual friend of mine named Fred. He had just made a purchase in the store and was getting into his truck to leave. The truck was one of those jacked up four-wheel drive types. I was behind him as he pulled out of the parking lot. The truck was jacked up so high that I could see underneath it. The truck didn't have the normal workings underneath it, but had various pipes that were red, white, blue and chrome that were about the size of my arm and curved.

As we pulled out onto the main highway headed back into town I can recall that when I got to the place where I wanted to exit, the traffic was so heavy and it wouldn't yield to allow me over. It fact it was so unyielding that when I even wanted to just go straight it wouldn't allow me to do that either. I had to exit off the main road to a little side road that I had never seen before (in real life this road isn't where I dreamed it). As I was on this side road and it curved back and continued to get smaller and smaller it became a narrow driveway.

Somehow, I was no longer in my car, but I was on a bicycle as I went around the driveway. The drive way lead me to a building that I had never seen before or ever knew existed. I had started out dressed in work clothes (jeans and a plain shirt), but about the time I lost the car for the bike I was dressed in a navy blue blazer coat, blue tie and tan shirt and tan slacks. I thought that since I was there any way I might as well apply for a job.

The building was a late 1950's - early 1960's design office building. It was built out of brick, with a Coronado stone (a rust colored stone) facade for the front. Although it was a one storied building there were steps that lead up to a porch then the front door that were made of a dark glass.

In front of this building there was a stream that was lined with foliage as if they wanted the area to remain natural or look natural. The stream curved around to the south (which was also the direction the office building faced) and it ran into a very beautiful river that was on a much lower elevation, like down in a very beautiful green valley. The river ran to the north along the side of the office building.

For some reason I couldn't get into the building to talk with anyone, and it was very late in the day and I was very tired. I thought that since it was so late in the day, that I would spend the night there then head back home in the morning. I wasn't worried about the children because I knew that Selma (my grandmother) was there to take care of them.

There was a sofa by the side of the stream that ran in front of the office and I decided that I would sleep on it for the night before leaving in the morning. I looked at the stream towards the river end and saw a beaver there. It was large about the size of a dog (they don't get that large). I wanted to go look at the beautiful river but didn't because of the large beaver. Then I thought that if I go up on the porch of the office building that I would be able to view the river with out getting close to the beaver. I wasn't really scared of the beaver, but I was concerned that I wouldn't scare and disturb it. I started up the stairs to the porch, but stopped midway when I saw a very large beaver already there. This beaver was even larger than the first one. It was about the size of a calf, but it was very old. I could tell it was old because it's fur had spots that were bald, it's skin looked old leathery and wrinkled and it's eyes looked rheumy. It didn't move too much or take real notice of me, but I backed away from it. I didn't feel the same way about it that I did the younger one, but felt a bit of fear as I backed away. What caused the fear I don't know and the fear wasn't that strong.

I went back to the sofa and looked at the stream again and thought that I would take off my shoes and go wading in the steam. Before I stepped into the stream, I looked down and spotted an albino alligator and stopped cold. It was laying on the bottom of the stream just letting the current sweep over it. It's tail had been cut off and a new tail was growing in it's place, but hadn't grown completely back. I looked up the stream and saw another albino alligator that was larger and older.

I decided to just go to sleep on the sofa. The next day I awoke and this acquaintance of mine (Roy C.) was there sitting on a chair looking at me. (Roy is a guy that I see out at times around time. He's in his mid to late fifties and his wife's name is Sue.) He asked me what I was doing there and I told him about my fruitless job search. We then started to talk about things like we usually would. Somehow Sue worked for that company (she's a teacher in real life) and had just gotten back from a business trip. Roy was boasting about the fact that she didn't like to travel, because of the meals she had to eat (chicken?) and a having a young driver - helper that she had to put up with. Roy also boasted about the fact that Sue didn't have access to his "services" (in the dream he referred to his manhood as the old "E.D.") while on the road and really didn't like that.

We were laughing and joking and he told me that I ought to go on and apply there for work. I told him that I would try, but first I needed to go back home and change my clothes and clean myself up to look presentable. (I had spent the night in my clothing and looked rumpled and disheveled). Roy was telling me that it didn't matter, then the office doors opened and these two ladies came out. They ran the business and were dressed very business like. They were what I would call handsome, not beautiful or pretty, but handsome in a matronly sort of way. They were also in their middle years age wise, say late forties and mid fifties and one was older and a little larger than the other.

I really didn't want them to see me then looking like I did and was trying to get away when they came down to where Roy and I were by the stream. Sue was with them and she was smiling and we said "hi" to each other. The younger of the two business ladies told me that the alligators, named Alex and Lyle, were harmless and almost pets and that the beavers were nothing to be afraid of. While the ladies were present the alligators and the beavers backed far off and stayed away. For some reason there was an end table next to the sofa that wasn't there before. The younger of the two business ladies went up to the table stood in front of it and turned on a brass electric lamp that was on the table.

We had a conversation and talked outside for a bit, then the two ladies told me to come inside and talk with them. I was still hesitant, because of the way I looked and was dressed, but went up the stairs with them and inside the office building.

That's where I woke up. This dream stuck with me more so than any I have had in a long time. I know that there has got to be a lot of symbolism in it, but I have no idea what it all means or if it is trying to say anything. I feel like it is, because of the length and detail involved. I tend to pay more attention to my more vivid dreams rather than the fleeting ones.


8-13-98 - DREAM - I was in West Allis, WI on 70th and Greenfield at a book store. I came outside to where I left my car to go home. In the parking space was a black with silver striped car that was an open convertible. I went to open the door and the whole car moved and made a sound like a tin toy. I realized that wasn't my car and then saw my car parked on the sidewalk.

My car was black with a silver stripe but was not a convertible. However, there was no passenger side door, nor was there a floor or seat where the passenger would sit. This was strictly a solo car.

I looked at it carefully to make sure it was mine, then walked around to the right side of the car to make sure I was taking everything home that I had come with.

It seemed more like a bicycle from the right side and I had racks with black puses and black satchels and books.

I walked around to the driver's side and the keys were hidden under a blue piece of cloth by the driver's door and practically fell out into my hand.

My friend Monica from my UFO group appeared then and I asked her to come home with me.

First I had to make sure the car ran okay. I put the key in the ignition and it started right up. It had real power.

The next scene popped in, we were already at home and I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. I said to Monica, "Did you see that?" and as I watched I had a live doll baby and the baby began to slowly inch it's way up the wall and began patting the cheek of a picture of a woman which was hanging high up on a wall. There was real love and affection in it's petting action.

My husband came home then and I looked around quickly to make sure the house was clean. It was.

I had to go to the bathroom then and when I did, I got the shock of my life. The bathtub was full of water, and the shower stall in the corner was full of water. The bathtub, the floor, the shower stall, was FULL of red and white towels trying to soak up the water, and I could see the water streaming across the floor toward the hallway.

Then I saw the shower curtain was falling down (It too was red and white exactly like the towels) and someone had cut in in two places with a scissors in deliberate destruction.

I was sitting on the toilet and needed to wipe myself and even the brown toilet paper (like paper toweling) was wet and useless.

I sat there helpless and screamed my husband's name... "J.B." I suddenly became afraid but screamed his name again in almost a shriek... "JB"


9-29-98 - DREAM - I and Joe were living in a two story house. (Seemed like Milwaukee) My daughter came to visit, bringing her daughter with her. I noted that my daughter was wearing blue and purple clothing and I told Joe that showed what her aura looked like. Joe said to her, "You ought to wear red clothes, that's more sexual." Then he left the room.

She looked rather stunned. I apologized to her that he had said that and told her that he didn't mean anything bad by that. She started to cry and said that he had hurt her feelings.

I started to explain the colors of the chakras of the body by using rectangles of those same colors on the floor. They looked like flags. I actually explained in in an odd way.

I used the analogy of European country flags and said:

______ purple and white flag means the 'crown chakra'

______ indigo and white flag means the 'third eye chakra'

______ blue and white flag means the 'throat chakra'

______ green and white flag means the 'heart chakra'

I then showed her a silver square on the floor by the kitchen cabinet. I said, "Everyone knows that means "Don't touch".

We went upstairs then because I had to change clothes myself and so did her daughter. Her daughter was wearing a blue/gray dress and I thought a green one would be pretty on her. We were looking through the clothes which were piled on the floor next to the bed. A toy green frog suddenly jumped up in the air and did a little dance. It was kind of cute.

The little girl grabbed a blue dress, pulled it over her head and ran outside without putting underpants on, jumped on her bike which looked like the big wheel kind of the early 1900's and road it out into the street. I saw out the window that a boy, dressed in brown pants and shirt on another bicycle dashed right after her.

My daughter and I ran outside to get her back into the house because she wasn't wearing any underwear. My daughter grabbed her daughter off of her bike and carried her back into the house. I followed behind her. Then my daughter said, "My daughter said she's afraid of your green frog."

I assured her that it was just a toy frog and that it was harmless. I told her, "If Grandpa isn't in the bed, I'll get the frog out of the room." I tiptoed upstairs and the bed was empty, so I began hunting for the frog and my daughter's daughter rummaged through the clothes on the floor and put on a brown pair of corduroy clacks with a white top.

It wasn't the color I would have chosen for her, but we let her go play in that outfit. She was still very young.

I couldn't find the toy frog amongst the clothes, so I kept looking and found it stuffed down in a basket of laundry. My Father had trussed it up with orange ribbon so it looked like a ball of green and orange with frog eyes. We just laughed at it. The frog was no danger to anyone.

NOTE: I had fallen asleep feeling like I had had a cold coming on and I had been sneezing off and on for a couple days. but when I woke up from this dream, I felt fine.


10-15-98 - DREAM - My son Thomas had been gone
all day and I asked him where he had been...he said,
"Nashville, Tennessee!" I said, "You're done!" He
intimated he had a lover there. As he rode his bicycle
out of the driveway, he pointed out that there was a
unicycle laying on the road and the chain was off,
laying next to it. He said, "Someone is lost!"

From the Internet Unicycle Resource Page

10-17-98 - DREAM - Joe and I moved into this new apartment building. I'm sure this was the same building at the previous dream. I was a teacher of the children here. We lived on the 3rd floor. Joe and I were in our apartment and Becky (my ex-daughter-in-law) came to visit. The door to the hallway was open and the couple across the hall was having a fight. A tiny little girl came walking into the apartment and came over to where Joe and I were sitting. Her name was Judy. Joe picked her up and she climbed over onto my lap and I held her. I wanted Becky to see her. Judy was a tiny child like in the previous dream. She had little legs and arms but a bigger head and thin blonde hair. Becky wasn't paying attention, just looking around the apartment.

I tried to get her attention, but then she went to the bathroom to "take a crap" and she didn't see the child. The child left and then I had to take Becky back out of the building and we went down the elevator. The door opened on the 2nd floor and I could see on the 2nd floor was still under construction. when I came back to the building, I stopped at the little gift shop by the front door of the lobby. All three items were for sale and had been hand crafted by people who lived in the building. I had to move a black shiny bicycle to see the items . I couldn't get it to stand up by itself so had to lay it down.

I particularly payed attention to two items. One was a stained glass candle holder. It was an upright box. The edges were made of thin sticks of wood. The walls of the box on the lower sides were opaque greyish white glass and on the top were various triangles of blue green, red and yellow. It was really pretty. One of th e other items which I looked very closely at a series of thread works similar to tatting. It was made of thin sticks frames and n between the sticks the thread work was done in intricate knots. The thread was very thin crochet cotton of bright blue. the price on the 3 inch one was $272. There were two smaller sizes and two larger sizes. The two larger ones were labeled "Ask for price". they were that expensive. I wanted to try to make this myself but knew I wouldn't remember the design. I thought maybe I could xerox the pattern but there were o the people in the shop and I couldn't sneak one out and copy the pattern.

The building maintenance man came in then and wanted to make an appointment to come upstairs. He sat down at a table. I told him he was going to have to call before he came up. I had trouble coming up with the number because we had just moved in. I said it was 278-3874. I had to emphasize the 3 because it was trying to look like a 5. I told him he had to be there before 10 p.m. because the aliens came between 10 and 11:30 p.m.

I put the bicycle away before I left. I then went to the elevator. The door opened and a tall, thin, black woman got off. The elevator was dark inside. She said, "One other is going up with you."

I hesitantly got on the elevator not knowing what to expect. When I turned around to face the door the light brightened in the elevator and I saw a tall thin blonde woman standing to my right. Since I'm almost 6 foot tall myself, the blonde woman had to be at least 7 feet tall.

As the elevator went up, the door opened on the 2nd floor as it had on the way down. I told the woman that this floor was under construction but was surprised to see how much work had been done since I went down the elevator. They were in process of putting pink insulation into the walls of the rooms now.

The door closed and we ascended to the 3rd floor. The door opened and we both got off the elevator. Ahead of us were brightly lit showcases full of jewelry of gold and silver. I particularly noticed a pair of earrings that were made of many long strands of gold linked together and it glittered in the light. The woman admired the jewelry and I said, "This is nothing!" You should see the showcase down this way...pointing down the hall toward where my apartment was.

At the same time, I noticed that there was a railing beyond the showcases where one could look over at something several stories down. (In several other dreams there were exotic animal places.) This time I didn't look because I heard someone screaming from way down the hall towards where my apartment was.

The man was screaming, "Aliens! Aliens! Aliens!" From that I knew it had to be 10 p.m. but I didn't want to confront the screaming man. (Note: I wasn't afraid of the aliens, I just didn't want to confront the screaming, out of control man) So, I rant into an open closet where the light was on. I tried to shut off the light but it wouldn't go off and I tried to shut the door and it just swung through. The door was shaped really weirdly. It was narrow on the top and really wide at the bottom, with one side on an angle like a trapezoid.

I could hear the man coming down the hall still screaming, "Aliens! Aliens! Aliens!" I ducked down behind a dresser-like thing with drawers in it, hoping he wouldn't see me if he came into the closet, but he ran all the way into the closet anyway, and I had to stand up and calm him down. when I got done explaining that everything was all right, he started singing the line from the song that goes, "Life is just a bowl of cherries."

NOTE: I told Joe about the glass candle holder. He asked me if I could draw it and I said, "Yes!" He wants to make one. I went on the computer and found on-line instructions for tatting, macrame, and string art. Now we are in business.

by Dee


1-2-99 - DREAM - (The beginning of this dream is missing from my memory) I was going to go out to buy lunch and thought I needed to go to the bank to get change for the machine but I looked in my purse and had plenty of silver coins including dozens of silver dimes. I was very happy.

I was then out in the country. The same color green sky was reflected in a river I was walking along. I met a friend with a trailer. She turned around to go the same way I was going.

The river turned blue like the clean water was flushing the green away. We knew there were fish up ahead up river if one wanted to fish. My friend Heidi came from up river and turned around and walked back up with us also.

I was walking with someone on my right named Mike O'Connell. His mother 'Cassie' from One Life to Live rode by on a bicycle hollering at him for being with me. But when the dream was over I was told that he would do very well in life.


2-3-99 - DREAM - I was with my extended family. They were creating a garden on their livingroom floor in little square pots. I helped to make it look nice and put them all in order and made sure there was a path one could ride a bicycle through.

My oldest grandson was there. B.B. It seemed he was about age 3 and he was misbehaving and kicking and stiffening out his legs stubbornly so he didn't have to do something, so he was kicking the trees over in the garden.

I grabbed him by the scruff of his neck and hauled him to his feet and asked him what was the matter with him. He proceeded to complain that I didn't give his parents any money so he could go to the dentist.

I was astounded by this. I grabbed him by the shirt and told him that the boys in my family didn't need to go to the dentist until they were 16 years old because their teeth were so good and besides that I couldn't afford to go to the dentist myself.

I was so angry, I shoved him into the arms of Michael...Joe's son...to take care of...after I punched him in the face numerous times so his teeth really did hurt.

I walked out of the apartment really angry, planning to walk home, but then realized I didn't have a key to get in when I got there. So I stopped at my friend Pat's apartment where three people were painting the outside of the building. They had actually driven their blue van up the side of the building and it hung off the outside of their scaffolding on the 2nd floor.

When I finally did walk home, there was a huge intersection to cross with huge dirty black snowbanks in the middle where snowplows had left the snow right in traffic where busses and cars and trucks were going by. I tried climbing the dirty black snowbank and it was so steep and so high, I couldn't do it, so I walked around where everyone else was crossing the snowbank where it wasn't quite so high. Each time someone managed to cross over, their name was called out loud for all to hear.


2-28-99 - (I was feeling lost and goalless when I went to sleep)

DREAM - I was on a green bicycle in the city, far away from home. I knew which way I wanted to go, but the intersection was so wide, I was afraid that if I went directly toward the road I knew I had to take that I'd get hit by a car in the middle of an intersection.

So I took a side street to work my way over to where I wanted to go. Here the street numbers were like 150 - 5- 155 and so narrow I had to ride my bike with my feet on the floor. I ended up inside narrow shops that were the streets. I was very upset that I didn't which way to go.

Another scene was at 43rd St. I and and some other people were discussing some men who might have been spies. I told them that you could tell who they were because they would only go so far towards 43rd St. but would never cross it. I said, "If you want to know what they're really after, watch them, from either side you see where they stop and then whatever is in the middle, divide it in half, and that's what they're really after.

One of the people said, "Look up there!" In the sky looked like clouds piled high but above it was an American flag blowing in the wind, a ring that I thought was a full moon but turned out to be a crop circle and some other vague object we could hardly see. The whole thing was rather like a vision we weren't supposed to be able to see.

A big heavy set woman was there with a yellow jeep. She couldn't get it started. I tried too but I couldn't do it either. It was actually too small for either one of us. she aid she'd get someone to come and take a look at it.

I went inside my house where this same woman and some other woman came to buy all my baby equipment I didn't need anymore. I said it was stored in the addition to the house. I asked them if they knew their way over to it and they said, "No!" so I had to take them there.

The door to the addition was at the back of the house. I opened the door and the addition was all bright and sunny but I hadn't been in here for quite awhile. My husband who was doing the building hadn't done any work on it recently either. As we walked through the 1st hallway, a motor came on under the floor and the whole room shook. It really worried me but the motor went off again. I was thinking it might be the furnace and knew I'd have to tell my husband about it.

We walked further over and a whole divider section of wall tilted over a whole inch. I jumped when it did and so did everyone else. I could see it wasn't attached to the ceiling and I made a mental note to tell my husband to nail that wall in place permanently, or I'd have to do it myself.

A little farther over a puff of air blew the lid off of a wooden box built on the floor. I was beginning to feel scared to be even in here.

In other rooms and halls though were colorful pieces of various kinds of fabric and carpeting and it looked like someone was working towards decorating the interior of these rooms.

I still hadn't found the baby furniture. Then we came to an apartment sandwiched in between my house proper and my new addition. The woman living in here was a single mother with two sons and they were grown past the baby stage.

One of the women gave her $100 and took away the baby furniture. It left a huge space in the room. I was thinking I should have received the $100 because it was my baby furniture but ton second though I have have made some kind of deal with the woman using the furniture and let the matter slide.

The woman's son was about 10 came over to confront us. His hair was hanging half over his eyes and he started making hand signals like a Star War's warrior and talking an ET language. I wasn't about to be intimidated by someone living in my own house and I repeated the gestures back to him. They seemed kind of like Italian hand signals like when they swear at people.

The boy calmed down then and became friendly. Her other son was handsome and seemed to be about 14. He said a few worlds I can't remember. Then we left and went back outside.

The heavy set woman was still with her yellow jeep and still couldn't start it. It seemed that my ex-husband was in the back seat of this jeep giving instructions on what kind of booze everyone needed to drink to make the trip and I assisted in removing the empty glass bottles but nobody could start the jeep. I and the others moved on leaving them sit there in the street and left them there and woke up.


6-2-99 - DREAM - I was with some women in the backyard of my 16th St. house. This was not a fashion show but one small woman came out of the house wearing a tight fitted golden brown skirt, knickers like boys wore in the early 20's and high tight boots.

The other women stood around trying to think what someone could use clothes like that for.

I was thinking it would be great for bicycle riding, but they finally decided it would be good for mountain climbing.

I immediately had a vision of a barren purple mountain that had two twin peaks that was barren and light brown.

In my vision, the mountain was not tall but like a small hill and was below me like I was flying above it.

This same woman earlier had been inside the house and had disappeared from doing her work. I spotted her out in the back yard building a snowman with her kids. Rather than ask her why she was doing that, I just let her enjoy her time with the kids.


7-4-99 - DREAM - I was laying down thinking about the above dream and the crop circle at Milk Hill which is at Whitehorse, U.K.

A woman said to me, "It can't be the right one because it doesn't have the blue helmet."

I replied, "Oh! But it did have the blue helmet." and saw a blue helmet like kids use to ride bicycles these days.




9-17-99 - DREAM - I was in Oakdale, California. I was in a house with a woman whom I didn't see. She was behind me somewhere and said that she had been about 30 yards into a field a little north of where we were and saw a UFO. I was intrigued and went out and got into my car and drove towards the area where she had seen the UFO. I saw the field she told me about and pulled the car over to the left side of the road next to the field. . .which was against traffic. (There were no cars around). It was quite dark outside. . . a good time to go UFO spotting. I was considering walking up the little knoll and walking into the field when two Spanish guys came along on bicycles and rode up into the field. So I stayed in the car and watched. They rode through the field and commented that the field across the street might be better. This was a T intersection and the field they mentioned was at the top of the T on the west side of the highway. (I was facing west at the moment). I knew that field was all black soil, and was not in crop. It was plowed and always had a swampy area where it was low near the road. The two guys (one was tall wearing workman-like brown clothes and the shorter one wearing jeans and shirt) (picture Cheech and Chong the movie stars for the visual effect) rode their bikes quickly across the field on one side of the road, down the embankment, across the road, and at fast speed jumped the ditch and low fence in order to make a leap into the other field. I knew that was a bad move and that they wouldn't be able to ride their bicycles in the plowed swampy wet field, but was not prepared for what happened.

Both bicycles at the same time landed in what looked like the deepest puddle in the field. To my shock, it wasn't just a puddle, it was a huge pit that had been dug special to feed animals it appeared. I ran over to the edge of the field and one guy popped back up to the top of the water but not the other guy. I said, "Should I call 911?" hoping the other guy would pop up too. The taller of the two guys was the one who had popped back up and he said, "Wait a minute!" But the other guy wasn't popping back up and I ran over to where there was a stone wall, on the east side of the road and jumped up on it to get to the house that was there. I never saw the people in the house but it was large with an open veranda-type roofed patio along the side of the house. It was lined with 4 legged stools where people sat to drink at a bar OR they could have watched for UFOs from there because it faced the first field. (looking south) (It would have been on the left side of the T) I ran on top of the stools, not on the sidewalk in front of them. Some of the stools had square backs on them, and some didn't. I was hollering, "Call 911, Call 911, Call 911". I heard the voices of a man and a woman inside the house, but couldn't hear what they were saying to each other. I came around the end of the stools to where the house door was. The house was dark inside. I heard the woman say quietly, "It's a 3 and a half year old child!". I didn't know if she was already on the phone with the cops and telling them that, OR if she was on the phone talking to someone else.

I woke up before I could find out.


11-30-99 - NOTE: Dreams like this make me miss my old job and being in 'authority' over everything I survey. When I woke up, it seemed like the dream had been 'so' real.

DREAM - The dream started where I was in charge of an apartment building and I took the maintenance man with me to go look at another building I was taking over which was within walking distance. Another woman went with me, but I can't say who she was.

We walked the several blocks, crossed a huge wide street that had very wide parking lanes also, and I commented to the others that my mother would have no problem crossing this street even as frail as she is, though there was a lot of traffic including busses and trucks. This street might have been called Lincoln Ave., but in any case I recall the name Abraham Lincoln being involved somehow with this street.

The building itself was a large brownstone building with several pillars in front and the door in the center. It was rather hidden off to the back and side of some businesses along the street. When we arrived, I didn't have a key to the apartment I was going to take over, nor to the office where I would be working. Three of my coats were laying on a chair right in the lobby along with three black and silver bicycles which looked brand new. I picked up each of the coats, a brown one, a red one, and a blue one... all coats I've actually owned. I went through the pockets and took out all the keys there were in them, kept the keys and asked the maintenance man if he would mind carrying the coats as I had a black and silver box in my hands full of photographs of the past. The other woman asked why I wasn't carrying my own coats until she saw the box of photographs.

A scene remains in my mind of riding up an elevator with the maintenance man and in the elevator was a huge Master sized bed which the maintenance man laid on while we were going up. The elevator door opened at the floor where we had gone to and a priest was standing outside the door waiting to get on the elevator. . . and saw the maintenance man laying on the bed because he hadn't stood up yet, and I was standing there by the door. In my mind I wondered what the priest thought of what he saw, yet it didn't matter because I knew the situation was innocent. (I don't know where this scene fits in the dream probably before we went to the other building) We were on the way to the apartment 212 with the red and black carpet from a previous dream. (I was thinking later also about who this maintenance man was....he was familiar and young but I don't have a name for him in my mind)

Anyhow, in the brown building, there were several women standing on the sidewalk in the alcove of the front door. Two tall blonde women were very angry because they were supposed to move in and their apartments were not only not ready. . .there were no apartments available. This building had been totally mismanaged and the manager had just took off, leaving everything in disarray and took all the keys with her.

A curly haired blonde woman who seemed like an attorney arrived and talked to these two women and sent them on their way, but handed the complaints and paperwork to me to deal with, plus gave me a pink paper which was a court summons for a black woman who lived in the building who was being evicted for non-payment of rent and she hadn't moved out yet. She told me to handle it. We were yet out in the lobby where there was a phone, so I called the black woman and she told me that her 2 p.m. appointment had been postponed to tomorrow, so I made note of that and hung up. I carried the paperwork of the other two women in my hands.

The attorney-like woman then went to the office door, pulled out a key and opened the door. I was amazed...I said to her, "Oh! You have a key?" I was delighted because she had solved my problem... which was lack of keys. Though I had hundreds of keys obviously, I didn't know if I had one that opened the doors in THIS building, and I certainly didn't have one to the office.

So, she opened the door and let me in, and several other women also walked in behind us and went into a livingroom type place that was very large and had a small library in it. It was a similar situation to where I managed before where we made available a room like this where the tenants could come and feel at home . . . yet outside their apartments and not feel cooped up and alone.

The attorney-like woman showed me where the spare key boxes were, in two cabinets in a galley-like kitchen. . .up high. . .even higher than she could reach, but being tall, I was able to get down the boxes they were in. She also showed me where the bank account paperwork was and the checks, however, the two accounts the previous manager had been in charge of had been canceled,... and the check boxes had the words canceled on the ends.

The attorney-like woman was walking around the office area, and the managers desk was in the center somewhat like a captain's deck. There was a light over the desk and I turned it on. I could see how much work there was to be done and the previous manager had not completed it. Her sweater . . . black. . .was hanging on the back of the captain's chair at the desk.

I was reluctant to sit down at the desk, and preferred to do what I had to do standing up...at least while the attorney-like woman was there. My first priority was to call the locksmith. .. Tom. . ., have all the locks changed on the managers office, the maintenance office and to my apartment. . . 212. (This would be standard procedure in any takeover situation like this and I've done it several times in the past when I moved to a new building)

So, the attorney-like woman, seeing I was ready to take over, made her adieus, and I prepared to call the locksmith. The woman said, "I will see you again on Friday. . . 'Wisdom'. . ." and left. I knew that when she returned that even she would not be able to get into the office. . . because I would have the only Master key once I took charge and called the locksmith.


I woke up knowing that I missed having this kind of authority. . . of being totally in charge of all I surveyed.


1-5-00 - DREAM - I was on 16th St. sorting out esoteric magazines on the front porch. I stacked them up neatly and put them on the sidewalk and expected them to stay right where they were while I was up the street getting something I wanted. My children were playing on the sidewalk and on the porch and my son Wolf was whining he wanted a new bicycle. I told him he would get one when the time was right, but it wasn't now. While I was up the street, I remembered I needed to water the dog, so I continued on around the block through the alley though it would have been closer to go back along the sidewalk.

I walked into the alley and came up to the T intersection of the alley. I heard a car roaring it's engine and waited a moment while it came tearing out of the alley, making a right turn to where I was standing. It was a yellow car with a blonde older teen or young man at the wheel. The car was older, about an 69 Dodge/Pontiac like I used to have except mine was a used brown Sheriff's car. It was similar to that. The guy was kind of wild looking but when he saw me, he got out of his car and followed me down the alley.

It made me nervous to have him behind me, but I was walking fast. The alley was wet like it had rained and I was barefoot. Totally different than it had been on the street. We got to about the center of the block and one of our neighbors was having a moving out sale in the back yard. There was a large round table sticking way out into the alley, stacked with books that were covered with other stuff, but I knew I was going to have to stop and see what they were and probably buy them, but I hadn't brought any money with me.

As I stopped to see what the books were, the young man went into the yard and said, "Here is a bicycle for Wolf. This is just what he needs." The bicycle was adult size, colored like platinum silver, futuristic, such as one would expect in the year 3000. The handle bars were thick and shaped like a African Black Water Buffalo. He rolled the bicycle out into the alley right in front of me. It was so lightweight he could carry it in one hand. I was astonished at its appearance. It was so beautiful. The man said, "It's only $500.00 and they want a money order. They won't take a check." I was heading down the alley towards home to get some cash so I could buy the books which I never did stop to read the titles of. He said something like, "Even if it's not worth $500.00, they'll still take the money order." He was expecting me to come back with the money order without even considering the price.

I continued on down the alley and around the corner to the left where the other end of the T was ... it was another T intersection. Now there was a woman with me. She lived on the same street in another house. The street was not like before, but now it was like a street of huge apartment buildings made of old brick somewhat like you would expect in 18oo's England in the movie Oliver Twist. There was no sunshine at all. It was like being in a canyon and I told the woman so. She said that was to be expected. I came to my own steps and saw magazines strewn on the sidewalk instead of stacked, and up on the porch were more magazines strewn where someone had been going through them.

I was feeling rather angry about the magazines as I was going up the steps. I got up on the porch and tried to open the front door and found it tied shut with red electrical wire. My daughter was on the other side with her friends and they were hanging onto the wire for dear life to prevent anyone from getting into the house. I hollered at her to let me in and she opened the door reluctantly because I was spoiling her fun. I told her, "Let me in the house or you will soon be dead." She opened the door and inside the house, it was bright and sunny. The sun was coming from the West as it was going down. There was none on the east side of the house at all in the canyon on the street.


1-14-00 - DREAM - I was invited to a party by one of my sons or a young teen. When I got there, he had a baby grand piano there so I went over to it to see what kind of music he had there to play. It was more like coloring book pictures on top, but I played some notes and the piano sounded wonderful.

As I sat there picking out a little tune, some other people arrived on bicycles whom I hadn't seen in a long time. I said, "Hi!" in an excited voice because I was surprised to see them.

The area I sat in was next to a garden and there was a bricked in area right behind me which my chair was partially sitting on. The young woman on the first bicycle decided to ride behind me and as she went over the bricks, my whole chair went up and down as the ground vibrated it. I asked her if she had room and she said she thought so.

She rode her bicycle down the portico area and as I stood up I knocked over a cup of coffee or water onto the piano. My son was right there and asked if he could help with anything. I said, "You can mop up this water if you like. "

Then I noticed that the light wasn't bright enough. We had already put in a larger light bulb but it still wasn't bright enough. I looked up at the bulb and asked if we could put in a larger bulb.

On the table was a strange looking bulb. It was narrow and tall. . . silver on the end with a window like opening on each end, but there was liquid inside of it also like water.

I asked the young men if they could put this bulb into the bulb socket as it had a threaded end to screw it in.

I woke up as they were going to do that. As I was waking up, I heard a noise like breaking light bulb... a clanging-like noise. It wasn't until later that I thought about the connection though. The realization that the light bulb probably blew up because of the liquid in it.

NOTE: Coincidentally, our fluorescent lights went dim and blinking the other night and we replaced them. The sound I heard after the dream was the same sound as a fluorescent light bulb breaking.


1987 Bicycle

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