11-1-99 - DREAM - The dream started out with me collecting stories of UFO sightings and abductions. I was crocheting in white around them like flowers and then linking them together. Then I placed them in a memory book. I opened the book and was surprised to see a picture of my Father's house which must have been taken before I was born because there was no vine covering the front porch and the big window in front had a huge hand crocheted doily hanging in the window like a mandala.

I was making friends with people while I was doing this and eventually we all got together. One little girl said, as she was leaving for home, "I'll see you on Monday," then when the next morning came, there she was knocking on the door. I answered the door with a surprised look on my face and the mother of the little girl said, "Oh! She always says Monday when she means tomorrow!" and my mind immediately remembered a dream I had the other day in which the voice said something was going to happen in 76 hours (the bomb dream) and a plane dropped out of the sky the next morning.

Three hairy men in the dream were feeling playful and one said to the other, "lets shave our faces and bodies and have some fun."  They were already in the shower and soaping was an open room type shower.  I hollered over, "You don't have to shave!"  Big rings came on their faces and mine too until the little girl came to the door.

I then told some women I would meet them at the restaurant for breakfast, but by the time I got there, the whole place was jumping. A friend of mine had set up a game of "Remember" on a pool table. Most of the cards were turned down, but a few were turned up and she had piles of money in front of her. I said, "I'm glad you found a way to make's illegal, but I won't tell."

I went over farther where some guys were playing some kind of lottery. Everybody was so happy because they had won. But one guy lost on that round, but he had won in the past and when the lottery owner asked him if there was anything they could do for him, the guy was so grateful for the past winnings, he said, "Man! You've already done so much for me, there already is no way I could repay you for that. I'm really grateful to you."


11-3-99 - VISIONS - DEATHSTAR?!!!!

11-3-99 - DREAM  - Through a series of events I was going from city to city and Los Angeles was named the "Deathstar" city.

I was in an apartment building and I got a bag of fertilizer for a gift which came by mail. A skinny man who lived on the first floor had taken the delivery. He had received it in a box and took it out of the box and handed it to me. He wanted to know if he should bring it upstairs but I said, "No! I can handle it myself."

I had been on my way to the basement to check out my locker situation since I had just moved here. The first time I went down I didn't take my keys with me, so the second time I took a ring of master keys with me and another old lady went down also. When we went back up, the elevator stopped 6" short of the floor I lived on so I threw myself on the floor with the bag of fertilizer so the elevator wouldn't fall back down with me on it.

I then went to my apartment and my daughter-in-law Becky was with me. There was a park bench type thing by the door and an old man 60 to 70 years old and a younger dark-haired guy in my apartment and they sat down to rest a moment. The old man was a widower and quite good looking for his age, round faced and white hair. He told the younger man he was lonely and needed companionship. The young guy was agreeing it was a good idea and then started throwing in 'gay' hints towards the old man.

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. My daughter-in-law Becky nodded towards the door and I followed her. We went to the stairway and the first couple steps were about 3 feet down each. So we went to about the 3rd step down to be out of site of the men to talk, but we continued on down the stairs which were very strange. They were convex shaped, curved downward and some being 3 feet down, we just went on the last 15 feet was like a pile of green newspapers stacked up.  We literally slid down like a slide.

By now we were down in the basement and I heard some women coming...sounded like female troops and Becky and I started running like hell down the hall away from them. I was trying to make it to the other end of the building before the women appeared and I made it just as the women reached the hallway behind me.

I leaped over a fallen bicycle where an old black woman stood and ran out into the yard.

There I saw 6 cops all dressed in black like a SWAT team...crouched low...headed for a school.

I decided I had better do the same and I followed them towards the school. The students obviously didn't know what was going on. They seemed oblivious to all this.

The whole school was surrounded by a thick black screening so I entered the school to walk all the way back to my apartment building instead of going through the pretty yard outside that was full of flower beds and green grass.  

What a world we have created!!!


11-4-99 - DREAM - I was with several other people. Somehow I owned a sailing ship that traveled world-wide but I managed the business from home. I had a job in a large garage where people brought in their cars for repairs. I noted that my boss and I wore similar striped pink and white shirts. I learned my job by listening to what others had to say.


11-4-99 - VISION/VOICE - "Just because of Korea, Russia, and China...I wouldn't necessarily condemn New York, Washington, and New Jersey."

(There was another statement like it but I can't remember it)


11-4-99 - DREAM - I was in a city I don't know. I was moving into a different house. From the outside it looked like two long attached quonset huts...attached along the lengthwise. We were going to live in the right half...farthest from the street.

I went inside and looked at my bedroom. It was plain and ordinary...just a regular square room. I wasn't impressed at all.

I went to the livingroom and it was rather dim inside. I went down to the end where a large brown curtain was hanging...looked more like a large burlap bag. I decided to pull it aside and let the sunlight in. However, when I did, the window was broken out and the shards of glass were all swept into a heap at the end of a long enclosed porch. I knew that my husband's black friend had done it, and this wasn't the first time. He had done this before because he couldn't stand being closed in.

I was mad but there was no one around to yell at so there was nothing I could do about it.

I went down the hall to my daughter's bedroom and looked in. She was laying on the bed asleep. I went into the room to check on her. I couldn't say how old she was...she was dressed in dark blue...more than 3 years old...less than 10.

The Master bed she lay on was huge and so was the was humongous. I knew immediately I was going to switch rooms with her. The massive King size bed was a 4 poster...the posts being tall, oak, fancy fluted carved. I got on the bed and lay down.  It did have a drawback...the mattress was thin and I could feel the springs beneath it against my spine...but I could easily get a new mattress for it. The room was dark, but I could brighten it up...I liked the light.

I got off the bed and went over to the wall where there was another door and found myself in another room. This was a 3 room suite with a white kitchen at the end. Each room was larger then the room before.

I definitely had stars in my eyes. I was in awe. I went to the door at the end of the room and found myself in another open room. I was now in the other half of the house. These doors were all glass and were all open. The farther I went, the larger the house seemed. I could hardly believe it. I was astounded.

I got down to the end finally and met Cary Loose, my friend, who was also the landlord of this house. I was explaining to her how wonderful this house was and she said, "You can live in it for nothing, if you have someone mow the lawn for six weeks!"

I almost passed out with joy. I could mow the lawn myself for six weeks to live in this house for nothing. I didn't say that out loud though...I was practically swooning with happiness.

As I walked back through the house, each room had an alcove where museum-like treasures were kept on shelves. Each room held treasures of individual cultures and an elderly white haired chubby woman was the curator and caretaker of each room...grandmotherly types in cotton flowered dresses.

The Mexican room with its hand-made pottery almost glowed from the yellow, orange, and green pots and vases on its numerous shelves.

Each room was high, attic-like with slanted ceilings so these rooms were very large.

I could hardly contain my joy.

So, I went on down to the other end of the house to see the lawn I had to mow. It was immense. Once I got outside into this park-like area I could no longer see the house. I knew it was over towards the east because I could hear the traffic from the street but I was a long way from there.

Where I was standing, I could see a sandy path that went up and behind some large bushes. There were little kids playing in huge pits along the path and the path itself had holes in it that looked like bombs had gone off on it.  I was dismayed at the immensity of the job I intended to do for 6 weeks.

As I walked along the path, I came to some workmen who were clearing junk off the lawn. Huge piles of clothing were piled here and there. They were going to haul it away so the lawn could be mowed. The hill they were on was 3 times as high as I am tall. I could see that the clothing belonged to me and my kids...stuff we had worn and discarded because it was outgrown. They were going to throw it away, but I couldn't let them do was MINE!

One guy picked up a pair of muddy bluejeans, the size of a 3 year old would wear. He said, "What do you want this for?"  I picked it up gingerly so as to not get muddy and knew my son had long outgrown it. But if I washed it, someone else could wear looked perfectly good. So, I told the man I would make a laundry pile and wash what was dirty.

There were piles of pretty dresses, still all on hangars, there were hangars in piles...all bent askew. I kept everything and started hauling it towards the house which was on the other side of the hill. It would be much easier to mow the lawn for 6 weeks if all this old stuff wasn't laying around on the grass.

I took all the dresses and piled them in my arms and carried them up the hill towards the house.

When I got there I seemed to be on a lower level and I was looking for the stairs to get up to where I lived. One of the white haired women said, "Oh! There is an elevator behind this screen. She pushed aside the entire false wall behind which was the elevator door. As soon as she did, the elevator door opened and a scrawny black haired angry woman came storming out of the elevator followed by a man who didn't look very happy to be where he was or with whom he was with.

I wondered how someone could get off the elevator with that false wall there, but I didn't have time to worry about it. The white haired woman led me onto the elevator which was humongous. It's red carpeted floor felt weak and springy and I didn't feel very secure. I was expecting to go up but we went down the sub-basement garage.

I tiptoed off the elevator because the floor was so springy and was glad to be off of it.

I was now in the sub-basement garage but even here I was higher than where the cars parked at night. I didn't see any cars though...the garage was a storage place for discarded toys. Before I could say a word, I saw some Mexican people grab every toy there and rush up the car ramp up into the sunshine.  I followed them, not wanting to use the elevator again, and went up the ramp into the sunlight, hoping someone was home who could let me back into the house

and woke up.


11-5-99 - DREAM - I was seeing a pattern in the air that was made of x's in two rows. An airplane was flying through the pattern and when it came to a mark that matched other too crashed. The number it was on in the pattern was 444.

11-5-99 - DREAM - I was seeing a pattern of numbers in the sky that was more erratic and chaotic than the previous one and when an airplane flew in the sky and hit the proper crashed.

I was laying in bed, trying to figure out what this pattern was...when Joe yelled in his sleep, "4.4.4".

I said out loud, "What?" He said, "Huh?" I said, "You just yelled 4.4.4" He said, "No I didn't! I wasn't dreaming anything!"  But it convinced me that my dream of the pattern was a clue to the crash of the Egyptianair 990"  990 Page 2


11-5-99 - DREAM - I was in a house on top of a mountain. There were several people I knew there. One of them was 'John Sykes' from 'One Life to Live', one of the them was Joe's son T.J. (Thomas Joseph) and one was named David.

I was wrapped in a brown blanket on a couch and we started discussing the size of the blanket. I said it was a 9' x 9' square. To prove it, we laid the blanket out on the floor. T.J. said the room was 9' x 9' and there was an extra foot on each side of the blanket. I argued..."No! The room is 11 feet x 11 feet, so the blanket is 9' x 9' .

At that point, water was seeping into the room and covering the floor, so I had to take the blanket and a rag rug that was 3 x 4 feet and put them into a washing machine so it would be balanced.

I saw then that it was really windy outside and that a storm was coming up so I had better get the kids and go home.  My son Tom had feces all over himself including on his hands and face. I told him to go potty and wash his hands and face because we had to go home as a storm was coming.

He left the room and there was a golden child there. She was the daughter of a friend of mine...Diane. She had golden hair...golden brown eyes...and golden eyebrows.

I saw that the only toilet in the room (white) was a small child size training potty on the floor. I had to go to the bathroom myself before we left for home so all I could do was lean against the wall over the potty and hope I hit it when I went.

The golden child came over and squatted down in front of me and stared into my eyes and kind of laughed and said, "I just thought I'd see if you could go with somebody watching you."

I was trying to go when John Sykes came over with a roll of toilet paper. The paper was thick and heavy with green fancy print on it like a certificate. I said, "What kind of paper is this?"  He said, "It's made out of the congressional records."


11-5-99 - DREAM - I was in my 16th St. My ex-husband Jim was living there, along with a teenage kid whom he said he didn't know who he was. The kid was a teenager about 16 years old, with darker skin, maybe Italian or Spanish American, stocky to chubby build, about 5' 8" tall or so. His best friend was blonde, with white skin, good looking, taller about 5' 10" tall or taller. They smoked dope together. I tried to say Hello to the blonde teen in the front fall, but the darker skinned guy wouldn't let me get near him. He didn't want me to meet his friends.  After the blonde kid left, I told the darker skinned boy that my father had built that house, or rather had others build it for him and I assured him I was there to stay.

The kid thereby undertook a campaign to make sure I left so he and my ex-husband could live there alone.  I went into the livingroom, and a yellow taxi cab appeared behind the chair that my ex-husband sat in.  I tried to figure out why it was there, but the windows were fogged over and I couldn't see into it.   A yellow school bus then appeared in the same space. The windows were broken out and the kid was in the yellow school bus making something like a cupcake made out of the broken glass which he tinted pink and tried to get me to eat it.  I took it into the kitchen and threw it away.  In the kitchen, the floor was multicolored carpeting with flower patches on it. There were areas that were yellow, blue, green, pink, brown, and white. Underneath the carpeting was a green and white variegated swirled, striped linoleum.

I went back into the livingroom, and the kid looked like he was going to go somewhere so I was biding my time until he left so I could sneak into his bedroom and see what he was into, and he went out onto the front porch, but just stood there instead of leaving.  I tried to look out the livingroom window, but there was too much reddish reflection from another curtained window to be able to see the kid.  I just caught a glimpse of him standing there on the porch.

I decided to go upstairs anyway and maybe sneak around, and went up the stairs. Halfway up the stairs I found a heavy metal door and the kid had just installed a sliding latch on it so that when he was up there, he could latch the door and nobody could sneak up on him. The door was dark green.  The latch was put on at an angle, not straight.  I praised him for his good work anyway.

At the end, I found out some clues about him because he sent two messages out written on paper which I could partly read.  I got the implication that he loved to play hockey, and that he wanted to open a gunmill.  These messages were like telegrams, yet like e-mails. I saw the name Pat on it, but I wasn't sure if that was him, or that the message was TO: Pat.


11-7-99 - DREAM - This dream took place on a computer screen and the scenes were like drawings and cartoon-like.

The drawings were of very modern space-worthy flying war machines of various types. I was placing them on a page one after the other like I was telling the story of a war in space.

However, it wasn't good enough to place them one after another, I devised a way to place on picture on the screen and pull another picture into the first one so they were in the same picture. I didn't like making it look like there was a real war going on. Nevertheless, all on its own, a huge space warship appeared at the end like it was lone victorious.


11-8-99 - DREAM - I was on the telephone with Becky, my daughter-in-law. She had a new job and had to make a delivery of apart to another company and was nervous about it, so I went with her. We arrived at the other company and the owner of the company acted like he didnt know what she was talking about, but Becky gave him the part which she said was a harddrive for a FAX machine. It was light brown and looked like the cover to a fancy hole punch machine to me. The guy was still acting like he didnt know what she was talking about until he opened the bottom drawer of a filing cabinet and saw the cover of the catalog for the company Becky worked for. It said, "The Craft!"  Then he said, "Oh yeah! This must be a sample."

So he accepted this machine from her and we were about to leave when they asked me to help them with an errand.

I wasn't dressed for work, I was wearing a long white slinky-type gown with sandals. They wanted me walk all the way down to the other end of the building and back which was about 6 blocks.

I reluctantly agreed, but when I went to use the elevator, they told me it wasn't in operation and slammed the door and I knew something was wrong because some people had just come down the elevator from upstairs.

It was time to go to lunch and hear a lecture and I wanted to go home and change clothes, but they didn't want me to leave, so I got assertive and grabbed a round backed chair and prepared to climb up through a hole in the ceiling to the next level. They talked me out of it and I went to the lecture with everyone else, but even so, I was all alone in the crowd. I was thinking how everyone else had someone and I had nobody as a partner when two women came up who looked rather familiar and took me by the hand so the three of us walked back to the office together and I felt a lot better. One girl... looked like Janice from high school or a girl Julie I used to rent to, and the other one looked rather like Princess diana who had gotten older. Anyway, I didn't feel alone. I had friend who were there for me.

When I got back to the office, they were preparing for to advertise on TV and were making up teleprompter cards to put in front of a TV camera.

They were using the wrong kinds of terminology on these cards which were green strips and I will guarantee they were 3" by 33". (That number has been coming up way too frequently recently for it not to be). So I told them how to word the advertising which was three words (I wish I could remember them) and then I was seeing the TV screen with the computerized crawl coming up it. There were two white circles like the earth and moon and the third one showed a rocket or something with its orbit around the planet and the next one showed a larger orbit and the next one a larger orbit.  I tried to look carefully what was orbiting. It looked like painted rockets.


11-8-99 - DREAM - I as with Joe and we planned to go somewhere together. We get to an intersection in the city and a huge rainstorm came so he went one way and I went another. I don't know where he went, but I went to the library. The stairway was dark but I climbed it anyway. I climbed it halfway where a set of heavy glass doors were but some other teachers were going up and I hurried along taking the last half two at a time at twice the speed. I counted the stairs. There were 216.

Upstairs in the library, the lights were on. It was elegant and impressive. Each department had its own librarian. The first part was the Law section and had ponderous tomes in it. The second section was the music department and they had a big black grand piano and someone was playing music on it and I was just about dancing and gliding through this department.

I recall a candle burning and rather dancing and I think this refers to Light.

I don't recall how the dream ended but it was in the library.


11-8-99 - Before midnight - Joe and I discussed various weird things that happened to us before we went to sleep.

I fell asleep and had a very similar discussion with Joe as we drove in a car down a highway which made a left turn around a big rock where the ocean seemed to be coming up and encroaching on the roadway ahead.

I heard a beep beep sound like a big truck was passing us from behind. I looked behind and didn't see anything.

 I looked ahead and wondered if there was a place to pull over and stop.

Just then, an overwhelming shaking started and the air started to go black and I felt like I was flying through the air. I started screaming..."What's happening?" but no sound was coming out of my mouth.

At the same time I woke up feeling the violent shaking on the inside of my dream still but not in the physical. It was so violent I wondered if I was having an epileptic fit but it was dead quiet and I realized I had only dreamed that.

And on top of that I had just written an e-mail to someone who asked about ET implanted dreams.  Duh!!!!

NOTE: I saw an earthquake demonstration recently...a house that was shaken at a level of 5 and shaken at a level of 8.  If that's what that was... this dream shaking was over a 10.


11-11-99 - DREAM - I as dreaming of a web page, but I was fishing. At the end of the line was a small fish.  Sometimes the fish would turn into a white dove and sometimes it would catch a bigger fish.


11-11-99 - DREAM -  I was talking to my son Tom and he was telling me he had the exact some dream above, however he and his girlfriend called it BAHN.


11-12-99 - DREAM - I was with my sons Tom and Ken. Ken had a hole drilled in the bridge of his nose and had a string running into it to somewhere else but I can't remember and he was having such fun teasing me by running this string in and out of this hole and grossing me out.

I went out into the yard and my dog was out there without his collar on. It was a large light brown boxer type dog with a darker muzzle.

I was talking to the dog while I was putting his collar on. The collar was only half there, so I said to him, "Where's the other half of your collar?" He answered, "It's over there in the grass. There is a bell on it and it will ring when you get near it."

So I went over in the direction the dog indicated and sure enough, a bell rang and I saw the collar and picked it up. But when I did, I saw four or five clear plastic bags leaning against a large tree. All of them had green grapes, red grapes, and raisins in them that I hadn't eaten. While I watched, one of the bags got up and ran off across the lawn. I assume a mouse was in the bag and I woke up.


11-12-99 - DREAM - I was seeing a sheet of notebook paper with a letter of some kind on it, written in a foreign language. Then I noticed music on the lines also which I could easily play. they were simple melodies or exercises all within one octave. Each staff had two notes on it in the first line and other lines had one note on each staff. I have no idea what this language was.


11-12-99 - VISIONS - "y2k file ended in gobc.htm. The voice said "this would be helpful."

"Y2K magazine in gold, yellow, and black more practical hints."

"survival dog - see dream of grapes and raisins."

"aluminum dog."

"follow the yellow brick road"
NOTE: It was amazing how many times I heard those same words in other places in the next few weeks.

An old woman at the front door said, "Oh Dolores! like she was asking for help.


11-13-99 - DREAM - I was an old white haired man walking on a street. It suddenly started raining so hard I couldn't even see through it, so I went up on the porch of a white house.

The rain stopped, so I continued walking down the street. Suddenly it started raining so hard again I had to run up on the porch of another house, but when I was on the porch, I could see inside that there was a series of hospital-like cots with people laying on them.

I had my arm in the air over my head and I moved it to see what one of the people was Dolores which reflected me ... the old white haired man.  The woman in the second bed over had her arm raised in a similar manner so I assume she was my reflection.

The scene changed and I was at a lake.  I was now myself... Dolores. The water was high and clear. The water was so clear I could see huge ocean fish swimming by of various kinds. Some were very colorful and tropical types. The water had never been so clear before. There were artificial islands built in the lake and a man came by and told me that there was a huge new mall built at the end of the lake and we should go check it out.

In the meantime, I went out behind the houses built along the lake and they had large depressions deliberately built to catch rising water. I didn't think the water was that high, but while I watched the water began seeping into the depression ... filling it up.

The scene changed and I was in a convertible car with a man and we were going to a meeting in a subdivision type of housing.

The man said he was going to push in the visitors lot so others could park by the houses which were up on high embankments.

Instead of just parking in the spot for cars, he backed up until the back end of the car was in water which seemed to be rising. I wouldn't have even been able to get out of the car by now, but he kept backing up until we were parked in a black quagmire.

The scene changed and I was looking at a map of the world that was in several shades of white, gray, and black.

Several areas in the world were highlights black and labeled "Jack Kemp-itis".    The Dream page


11-13-99 - VISIONS/DREAM - I wanted to see the map again but couldn't get it.  I saw a black and white blob. I saw a white kitten up high and when it reached down, it turned gray. It did this several times.

I saw the shape like North America with no norther border. Someone drew two eyes in the center of Canada. It ended up looking like a woman reaching out in both directions and her feet were together as Central America.

A short dream at the end was of me at my computer and when I went to leave it, I had to hang two bags of catfood on it to feed the cats.


11-14-99 - DREAM - I was Lee Chin somewhere in a hospital and they tested every thing there was to test including her heart.


11-14-99 - DREAM - I may have been in Seattle. Some of the characters were real and some were from TV and others I don't know.

I  was in a house where business was being done and preparations being made for visitors.

There was a blue and white sheet on a bed and I knew the sheet would have to be changed but another woman threw another blue sheet over it, but after she did it, there was a tiny elephant statue standing on the edge of the bed whose job it was to catch the drippings from tomato juice processing and one drop got past him and dripped on the sheet. The woman got mad because the sheet would now have to be washed and I said I would change the sheets. She was angry and said, "I would do it if someone would pay me for my time!"  We were all volunteers there as far as I could tell. None got paid to do what we did voluntarily.

There was a bearded man to my right who I didn't know.

Lee Chin was there and got upset. She went across the hall to have a cigarette. There was another woman on the right also... I didn't her...a chubby woman.  I put out my arms to Lee Chin to console her and gave her a big hug.

I began to tell her how life can change in a moment and we shouldn't sweat the small things. I began to tell her the story of a young woman who was killed on the day of her engagement, that her left leg had been snapped off four inches above the ankle and how that one moment changed all their lives in a moment... forever.

I said, "That was the day of T.J.s wedding and in my mind's eye I saw T.J. and Sabrina together.

I then went to an Greek Orthodox church on the corner. I don't know if I was alone or with the bearded man, but once I sat down in a side pew near the front, the bearded man was standing near the back making a loud dissertation about karma.

People began to arrive for a service and I looked up and a couple women I've seen a TV show acknowledged me by name and said, "Hi Dolores!"

I replied, "Hi!"  Then other people began arriving and one family from Montana arrived. A Greek Orthodox group of priests came and stood at the lectern high on the right side of the church... (my immediate left from where I was sitting)  They asked the people from Montana to introduce themselves because they were strangers. The spokeswoman  of the group said that their Father had died and they had spent every day of their lives except for 9 with him and they were mourning his loss.

The whole church was full of people by now and Kimber and Luke came and sat next to me on my right.

I had an oval platter on my lap and ate the meat and three large clusters of grapes left... red, green, and bluish.  I offered Kimber the grapes if she wanted some and Kimber offered them to Luke and they both said, "No thank you!"

So, I sat with the platter of grapes on my lap.

One of the three Greek Orthodox priests move over to another lectern high up on the left wall in the center, which was directly straight across from me.  He welcomed the people to the church. He began the service but the bearded man walked over and stood below him... interrupting the service and drowning out the voice of the priest and loudly started to tell the people about karma in an angry sounding voice.


11-15-99 - DREAM - I had a son who looked very much like a young Donald Trump.

He had a flaw in his personality and his behavior. He did something bad and his Father told him he was going to have to move out. The son and I had already discussed this and since I managed the apartment building we lived in, the son asked if I had any vacant apartments he could use. So I offered him the front right corner apartment that a hug sunny livingroom. He face started beaming ... he was pleased because it was the best apartment in the building.

Prior to this, I had been in the kitchen looking in the lower cabinet for something and knocked over a clear plastic box that had several containers with huge wads of money in them. I had held them in my hand briefly, wanting to keep it, but was afraid of what might happen when it was discovered to be gone, so I put it back. I couldn't remember exactly where it had been, but there was a pretty dark haired girl there who knew exactly where it had been and she showed me. When I put the money back, she began to cry, "I wanted that money sooo bad."

I assured her there would be plenty of other opportunities to have money in her lifetime.

At the end of this dream there was a scene in which there was a man with a scar in a black tuxedo and an Indian in full regalia of a chief. He began speaking to me and I had to make a choice between the tuxedoed man and the Indian before I chose to go with the Indian

As I woke up, Joe began speaking in an Indian language out loud again.


11-15-99 - VISIONS  - Special meditation to look for someone who disappeared suddenly.

I saw a computer file Z73 Joseph (This refers to Thelema and Majick) bollinger or mollinger @ ____  (I looked this up on the internet)  My Joe used to live in Oklahoma and a file came up about Oklahoma tax law in 1974.  Joe didn't live there during those years ... only much earlier when he was very young.

I saw something about going to London England tomorrow.

I saw 5 men in a large library.

I heard a voice tell me that Lee Chin spells her name backwards.  (I checked with Lee on this and she told me about her name spelling and what it means.  This is her married name, not her given name)

NOTE: As of June 2000, this man is still missing and hasn't contacted his family. We think e went to Australia because he was following a teacher who lives there.


11-16-99 - VISION - I heard a voice say, "The P_____ of England means Australia ____"


11-16-99 - DREAM - I and a group of friends were going to rent a new apartment downtown ... a really nice one.

We got there and it had a really nice balcony ... a large one but there were veils across the doorway so we couldn't see that until we pulled the veils aside.

I had some errands to run and I drove onto the freeway near 9th St. I got out on the freeway and there were no cars there but me. It was a scary feeling to be out there all alone. I was nearing an exit near 12th St. when one woman in a car passed me. I figured I'd getter get off the freeway until I knew why nobody was out there.

After I existed the freeway on 12th St. where there was other traffic, I found out that an important dignatary was expected in town so they were keeping the way free of other cars until he passed through. I was surprised that there was no warning signs.

When I had to travel back in the other direction I went to the wall where there were buttons to push like alert alarms direct to the police station to alert them that I was going to use the freeway again. I pushed them and pushed them over and over and nobody was paying any attention to the alarms. How would they even know when the dignitary arrived?

I decided I would take the public bus then, so I called the bus company to find out the schedule. I was shown a yellow map of the city and the bus route to the south. They wanted only safe bus drivers and they showed me that one driver had received 17 drunk citations along the route and had slewed off the road 3 feet no less than 3 times.

So I went to a place where they rented horses to people. A little girl wanted to ride and they helped her to get on the horse but she got on wrong. She faced the front of the horse instead of facing the horse and placing her left foot in the stirrup and swinging her other leg over, but a female helper helped her get on the horse safely anyway by actually bodily picking her up.

But then I was shown by a man that she was like pulling a chariot behind her and she was going way too fast. We were like flying in the air like angels watching her on the road. She came to a left turn and the chariot went 3 feet off the road on the curve but it didn't tip over so she was okay.

There was a scene where I was heading back towards the apartment building and there wee two men who wanted to drive me then.

Along the way were potted flowers I could choose from and take with me. One man wanted to drive me home but he was tall, dark, and scowling and said that the flowers had to stay where they were and I couldn't take any with me.

However, there was another man like a guide who showed me that I could have my choice of flowers and replant them when I got there.  So I decided to follow the guides advice and not go with the dark man. (He was like Dr. Ben from One Life to Live... dark skinned like an Italian ... not a black man)

I got back to the apartment building and discussed making the down payment on the apartment. We wanted the new place because it was much brighter than the one we had, but one of the men who was going to make the down payments did'nt have cash and I didn't either. I only had a check but I could get cash the next day if the landlord had to have it. Then I realized that there was no panic over it because we weren't moving in the same day, we would move on the 1st so there was plenty of time to make the down payment.

I went out on the balcony again and found that the veils that we had to push aside were purple. However, I already had my furniture packed.  There wasn't much and it was small ... a little telephone table, a little 3 legged stool, and a goblet.

As soon as I sat it down, another dark haired woman wanted it for herself. I went and grabbed it but I couldn't carry my furniture around while i was working so someone made a space in an empty apartment and stored it n there for me until I was ready to move into my own lace. It looked real nice and tidy in there and it made me happy to see it there even though I didn't have very much.

I then realized I was carrying another woman's baggage and it was too much to lug around with me, so I opened the case and found that she had MY purse, so I grabbed my purse and closed the case and decided to carry my own bag but not hers.

I then caught a glimpse of an old dark skinned hunchbacked woman in a mirror. I realized that it was my own reflection and got upset. I could see I wasn't standing up straight.  So I straightened up and my back straightened out and I was taller immediately. I looked at my reflection again and now I looked like Marilyn Monroe with blonde curly hair and a white dress.

So I held a small mirror to look in which reflected my back ina larger mirror and that would keep me standing straight and not slump over and look like an old hunchbacked woman.

I then realized that my friends were waiting for me at a restaurant way at the north end of the city. They were patient and would wait for me, but it was time to go and woke up.


11-16-99 - VOICE - This is a song . "Oh! It's a new day dawning... "Oh! If not for the chains of time!"

I was trying to get a web page and saw a woman wearing a sweater in cable knit.

Up the front was a series of symbols.  

It seemed to get real bright in the room and I saw the title "Posts History Story"

I saw the above again and it referenced John F. Kennedy.

I heard the voice say, "It's been replaced and so has the reference that goes to it!"

I heard the voice say, "Now go back and look at this again!"


11-17-99 - DREAM - Joe and I were living in an apartment building. I was working on a computer on prophecy. I was shown to look at 3-10-73 which I did, but I saw that on top of that date was 10-3-73 and 3-17-73. When I saw the date combinations a yellow book titled "The Prophecy" was placed on a high shelf by my computer.

I was standing by a window then which was screened. I saw a young man in his early 20's. He looked like President Clinton, but he was supposed to be his daughter's new boyfriend. He came to the window, reached through the side of the screen and patted me on the head.

As soon as he left, I saw someone just to the right of the window making fast backward shuffling movements on the brink of a small hill which eroded the ground, so that when it started to rain the water began to run down that eroded part into their garage.

I thought that was his 'just desserts' until I saw that it started a chain reaction of erosion that the water had it's own way of eroding the land and it wasn't long until the water was also flooding in our direction.

I told Joe we had better move our cars out of the parking lot to higher ground. He said that was a good idea but he wasn't ready to go, so I grabbed the keys and 4 small jars of yellow mustard and ran up the street with them and placed them on a shelf up by the next intersection. Joe came and said that it might be a good idea to go back and get a small satchel and get all our medication too in case we couldn't get right back in. I agreed I didn't want to be stuck out on the street without my tranquilizers so I took off my bedroom slippers and waded back tot he apartment to get our meds.

When I got there, all our kittens and many other kittens which looked new kittens born since ours were, were all running around aimlessly and I had to tiptoe through them to get to our apartment.                                                                                                                                   


11-17-99 - VISION - I was washing dishes and pulled out a crystal plate which had the date 3-1-73 on it and at the top of the little cubicle I was in, it said, "Prophecy" on one side and "Dreams and Visions" on the other.  The plate was like a magnifying glass.

I saw a small green rock. I was told, "You're going to need a bigger one that that."               


11-17-99 - I was too lazy to get up, so fell asleep into a working scene where I was cleaning up for other people.

DREAM: Several friends were there. One complained that her paycheck was going to be small (Alyse) and showed me her personal calendar where she had drawn lines through2 whole weeks and said she only had excuses for 2 days.

I missed days of work and nobody even knew I was gone because my work took me to many different floors and departments nobody could keep track of me by myself.

A friend (Kimber) was there with a group of people and then a woman who looked absolutely stunning who looked like ex-Princess Fergie.  She was dressed totally in silver and had a silver straight brimmed hat and her makeup was the identical color of her suit and hat. I saw 2 small white spots on the bridge of her nose where she missed with the makeup and I saw that her nose was bent to the right with a pert little flat brown bow with a diamond attached to it.

She hugged me and then Kimber.

Fergie went inside a dark cabin like place. I saw her standing half hidden inside.

Kimber asked if she could go play with her instead of working and I agreed, telling her I had t do laundry.

I then went inside the building and immediately felt lost. The basement corridor was like a combination Allis-Chalmers and Simpson Electric put together. It all looked familiar, yet different. I intended to go up one floor before going back but the way was blocked by scaffolding and paint cans of white paint.

I went the other way where I saw stairs but when I turned the other way, my left eye shut and I was now half blind. I inched my way to the stairway that went down into a big tourist center. The carpeting was brown, but way too thick for a stairway ... it was like one of my old winter coats.

I hung on the railing, feeling my way down the stairs with me feet. But a blind woman was coming up and stairs and I had to give her way because I was only half blind. I saw some other stairs back up, so I turned to go back down a hall in the direction I had come from. But this floor was like a huge shopping mall ... brilliantly lit and decorated for Christmas. A toy train ran along like in a big figure 8. An animated manikin at the entrance turned around a few times and then toppled over and bopped her nose on the ground. I started off down the aisle but I knew the other entrance was way down at the other end. I said, "Oh man! I don't want to go through all this" and opened my eyes into my own life.


11-18-99 - DREAM - (Another dream I'd prefer not to have and not to remember)

Edward (my second ex-husband) showed up at the apartment I had just moved into and wanted to make himself at home. I was living in this place with a friend/daughter and her daughter.

Edward met a guy who wanted to go for drinks, so Ed took off with him and I and the other woman started packing my stuff which wasn't very much to get the hell out of there before he came back drunk.

On a rack I had two brown coats, a long one and a short one and 4 dresses, red, white, blue, and my favorite brown and white flowered one.

We were rushing around trying to pack and I saw that Ed was sitting out on the front steps with this guy. They hadn't gone to a bar.

I had the sleeve of a pink blouse on my left arm and couldn't button it so I asked the other woman to do it for me. I wasn't wearing the whole blouse, just the sleeve, and only on the left arm.

We didn't get out in time and Edward came back in. He looked drunk, but didn't act his usual nasty drunk self and had a piece of paper in his hands with about 10 math calculations about something he had invented.

I felt stuck that I couldn't leave at that moment.I have a memory from this dream of where I told some man that us two women had both moved east, but I know where that fits in, maybe prior to when Ed showed up.


11-18-99 - VISION - I was thinking about the Egyptians, thinking that  the U.S. has a conspiracy about a coverup of flight 990 that crashed.  I heard, "You'd better shoot!"


11-18-99 - DREAM - I was working in the city for a locksmith. I got a phone call from a woman who wanted to order a cookie. I told her that she had a wrong number, but then realized someone had a cookie shop and made home deliveries.

So I went downstairs into a hardware store type shop to use their phone book. I was barefoot and carefully tiptoeing so I wouldn't step on anything sharp.

The phone book was on the floor and as I was picking it up, two teenage boys came over who supposedly worked there and one of them said hew as leaving and I wouldn't see him for 172 days because he was going to Seattle for 3 months with a month on each side of it for traveling.

As he walked away, I teasingly said, "Wait! I'll get my shoes on," and ran after him. At that moment I saw that the floor of the hardware store was dirt with a path through the center about a foot and a half deep.

I went to the stairway to go back up and there was a bunch of black women standing there like they were waiting for a bus. One fat one made a snotty remark in my direction but there wasn another fat woman between me and her so I couldn't be sure she was speaking to me, so I chose to ignore it.

I went up the stairs where there were a lot of white women. There were so many I had to walk carefully through the crowd especially when I came to the stairs that were coming down from the next level up. There was a beautiful tall, dark haired woman who was about 9 months pregnant standing behind a screen door. She was making her way onto that level so I helped her open the door so she could enter that level.

I then went to a meeting with Ron K. (means powerful) and another woman. He said, "People who you work with UFOs need to keep logs." (I thought I was) and you need to get the bookmarks from RUBIE2ZDAY and KENTSTEWART (maybe Kent Steadman)

I woke up but didn't get up, so I dreamed the last part over and over to keep reminding me because I thought I could just SAVE and would have it on my computer automatically.


11-19-99- = DREAM - I was dreaming of alphabetical Egyptian websites. One was named 'lielielielielielie'

VISION - A man drove me in a car to a small Egyptian house. He pointed out to me that there was an eagle nesting in it s antenna which was of a very complicated shape ... all twisted and knotted.

VISION - I saw "Board of Interstitiary knowledge"


11-19-99 - DREAM - People I was with tried 4 times to call an ambulance for me because I was sick, but they gave their own names when they were calling so they never took me.

I told them I was going to spend all day in bed. When I got up to my apartment I saw the big picture window at the front and knew I'd better keep covered up because I was being watched.

I woke up, breaking through only 1/2 my nose feeling like I have a cold and my lower back hurts so bad I can hardly bend over.


11-19-99 - I meditated on Flight 990 plane crash.

Q. Why did Bahouty dive the plane towards the ocean?

A. The NAZIs were cell holding. The NAZIs have been involved all along.

VISION - I heard, "In a capital world," I saw a blue computer screen with instructions listed which I couldn't read, " I saw in a box, "Some people just don't care about that."

I heard.  I met Germany 50,000 times."

I heard a phone ring in my right ear. "This begins in the beginning of the heat track. The ignition fell. The charges are ambient. It is deadly. The 'chamfry' -e-mail name of person - 'CHAMBERS FRYER'

I heard a radio announcer, "Covered you WTTF."  "I'm available after hours if necessary."


11-20-99 - DREAM - I was in a dream at a school where kids were going to put on a play.

A gold frame was placed at the end of the dream as a booming male voice, sounding very greek said within the gold frame - 'Abraham Lincoln was a Satanist! The Anti-Christ!'

I tried to crawl back through the frame, back into the dream and couldn't do it, so I can't remember the dream.

I then had a vision  : I saw:  U.S. FLAG BANNED ... org

Then I saw an Ace of Clubs with a 5 and 3 of clubs beneath it.


11-20-99 - JOE'S DREAM - 6:40 a.m. - "I had a long dream where I was explaining to a woman how certain words in dreams can have a deep and unexpected meaning. In the last part I explained an example, a word that had some connection with perfume.

I went on and on about the connections such as a relation to flower symbols and the sound for the soul.


11-21-99 - DREAM - I was at my New Berlin house. I hadn't been there for awhile. Several of my kids were there, but not in the correct ages to each other - nor current age.

I had a small hand-held organ gadget. Instead of having keys like a piano, it had little buttons with letters: A..B..C..D.E.F.G. in a keypad type arrangement rather like a telephone keypad arrangement. The A note stuck down on the upper left edge when the lid was closed so I had to make a tiny duct tape -like repair of the box where the sound came from with a piece of tape that was about 1/2 by 2 inches. When I repaired it, I put it in my purse. I noted that this had been repaired numerous times in the past.

When this was done, it allowed me the freedom to go across the street and paint the number sign for the street with red paint. It was 121. I knew I could go down the street and paint the next one also but chose nt to. I just wanted  the freedom to do so if I wanted to.

I went back to the house and found that the furniture was not where it belonged.

In the kitchen, there was a large empty space in the corner where the stove and refrigerator were gone. (not a normal placement for that house)  The large table in the center of the room was missing also and been substituted with a tiny rectangle table 1 foot x 2 feet high by 2 feet wide. I had a big plant on top of it. The kitchen was huge but useless without the stove, refrigerator and table. )My real table was round with a big pedestal with lion paw feet on it)

One of my sons brought in a man who said he was from pest control. (He had a booming low pitched voice) I didn't know this man. He had a big whitish colored spider ona long string which he guided around the floor.

I said, "What are you looking for?" He said, "Moths!"

I knew he wouldn't find any because we had sprayed . However I had recollection just before he told me that of a huge slant-eyed creature like a giant bug out of the corner of my eye that was as big as me.

I decided to leave him to his job and turned to go upstairs and look for the table and put it where it belonged. In front of the stairs was a big lounge chair and a small child size lounge chair with toys al over the floor behind them.

I went up to the next level, but there was another level above that. I saw the big piano in the livingroom with a cover over it.

There was a grate in the ceiling and I yelled up through it, "Where is the kitchen table?" A girl who identified herself as Laurie said, "It's up here." I then heard my son Ken say, "It's being HEROED!" That meant they were refinishing the top and I saw that the foot railing .. a huge ornate turning of wood on the Master bed needed to be done also. That was a good thing.

I went to the bathroom which was huge and had numerous unknown people in it. I headed to the toilet and my son Bill came in about age 3 1/2. He said, "My teacher say sI need new underwear. I'm wearing size 4 blue jeans and the piece of paper on my underwear says 1-2-3."

I wanted to say, "I'd just go without them then," but he needed them so I just said, "Okay!" and woke up. (While Joe and I were talking about this, he said people admire the Lion because they are the king of the jungle. The Hero of the bible is Zerubbabel, the reason being the connection to the 11:11 where the two trees stand up after 3 1/2 days refers back to Zechariah 4 where the two olive trees stand on each side of the lamp stand with the 7 lamps. known as the Menorah. These are the two anointed - Joshua the high priest and Zerubbabel the Governor - A king in the bloodline of Jesus.

In Haggai, it says that Zerubbabel is the Signet Ring of the Lord, which is related to the mark on the forehead.

While we talked about this, a commercial came on where the God Mercury delivers the flowers and it sings - "BE A HERO!"


11-23-99 - LUCID DREAM - I was looking at a web page made in a framed form. On the lower left were 5 very small links about money records. By clicking on the link I could bring up the records in the large window to look at.

(I think I dreamed this because I got 4 books on investing money yesterday)


11-23-99 - DREAM - I was picking up clothes that were dark blue to put them away after they had been laundered.

I assisted in opening a white upper cabinet for a painter and his assistant.

I then went to visit my sons Ken and Tom. They were young college age. I walked into the house. I was amazed how clean the house was. It had a green shag rug like grass. The boys were in their room studying. I could see the right sleeve on each boys - each was wearing red and black plaid.

Their father's new girlfriend who was thin and dark was there. I was upset that she knew more about what my sons were doing than I did.

I found out that Ken had bought tickets for him and his wife Debe to fly to Pakistan area s part of a fact finding group at 6 p.m. (This dream was occurring at 6 a.m.) This would be a war prevention group. He had gotten a ticket with a coupon for Debe because it wasn't known yet if wives could go along. I was very upset that this was happening and the woman said, "We've known this was going to happen for a whole year already."

I then saw a newspaper article in the West Allis newspaper. It was on page 2 near the center in a long narrow column and said that a group was going to Pakistan ona war prevention fact finding group.


I woke up with a horrible headache in the back of my head that lasted about 10 minutes. They also mentioned they were looking for a new house and had already contacted a broker.


11-24-99 - DREAM - I don't know what city I was in, but I was with a woman who had met the owner and operator of a fancy bar and restaurant in a mall which had a basement bar and dance hall.

I had been to this place before for parties but the other woman hand't. She said, "I've never been to a ___ before." (meaning fancy bar)

Many rich people came here. We were both dressed well with short skirts and sleeveless blouses like all the other woman there.

The owner told us that she had created rather a shrine downstairs of the original kitchen because Hitler used to come there and stand outside a window and paint postcards and scenes of the women there. We went dowon the stairs which were side and deep. I felt really comfortable going down these stairs because I had done it so many times before.

But instead of going straight ahead to the dance hall, she took us to the right and up a coule of stairs. Here there was a huge old fashioned kitchen which had been preserved. On the outside of the kitchen was like a small porch which was now enclosed within the shrine hallway and we could stand in the exact spot where Hitler had stood looking in the window painting this woman. It was beautiful down there. The kitchen was brightly lit and full of flowers.

Then we had the privilege of meeting the woman Hitler had painted. She was now very old. She had a collection of little sculptures of herself on a bookcase shelf which Hitler had done of her and every day she would come here and kiss each little sculpture because she felt so honored.

I thought she was a little wacky in the head to do this but it was 'her' life.

Afterwards the first woman showed us a website url about this story and the name of the country 'Guyana' was in it.


11-24-99 - After working on the Hitler/Guyana connection, I went back to bed and had this dream.

DREAM - I was studying the Hitler/guyana connection and had a web page with just a few links ... about 5.  One of the links on the age showed a circular object that had a numbers of dots on it.

To me, it looked like a crab apple cut in half, an odd brownish red color with a number of seeds in it ... not like an apple but evenly distributed. I was clueless as to what this meant, but on one of the links I saw the name of a local artist who I thought might help me. I made an appointment to go see him.

I got to the place and coule see him sitting inside his room through the window. He was sitting at a table smoking a pipe and reading a book. I could see he had long hair like a girl and that reminded me that I hadn't combed my hair and my ownw as wild looking ... probably worse than his.

I had to climb p on a high platform that was yellow and square and from there ... go up a steep stairway which had a scissoring type gate at the bottom which I also had to clamber over.

I apologized for the state ofo my hair and he said it didn't matter. I then noticed that I had a yellow marker and a black marker in my right hand and that I had lost the caps off of both of them.

That was my undoing. I apologized and said I had to retrace my steps because I could not possibly go on and allow the markers to dry out. He said he understood and went with me back down the stairs and across the yard. The yellow cap was easy to see and I found it readily. I might not have seen the black cap, but I accidentally stepped on it. It seems that the lawnmower had hit it and flung the cap off the path but back to where I was now walking because I couldn't actually see the path I had taken across the green lawn. I picked up the black marker cap and to my surprise, the force of the spinning mower had embedded one of those crab apples inside the cap.

At the same time I spotted a huge walnut on the ground. It was as big around as my fist. It was cracked and thrown off the path by the mower too.

I began to pick the nut meats out of the walnut shell and the man grabbed it away from me, afraid I was going to eat it. I wouldn't have done it because I knew it had maggots in it from laying on the ground.

He picked some more nut meats out of the walnut shell and showed it to me. The maggots were brown and quite numerous. I said, "I'm not going to try to eat it, I just want to know where you got a tree that grows such big nuts.

He said, "Oh! I have a special chemical concoction I pour on the ground and they grow like this."  I asked him if he would share the forumla with me. He said he would.

I thanked him and told him that I 'begged' other people for their growing forumlas and nobody had given it to me. By now I was acting like a silly school girl. I followed the man back up on the yellow platform which was at an unbelievable height for me to get up on without a step, but I managed to step on it with ease. We then got to the steps which I climbed up even easier. I said gleefully to the man, "I'm healing. I could never have done that 2 weeks ago."

I looked up and saw an engineer at the top of the stairs. He was talking on the phone just as fast as he could about  11 conn this and 11 conn that, using electrical terms  Ididn't know. The man I was with corrected him on his pronunciation. "It's 11 co-in, not 11 conn."  Then I knew he was talking about our 11:11 coincidence project.

I t seemed after a few more sentences that he was leaving his wife but I can't remember his exact words.

By now I was on the top level hallway, standing in front of a bureau of drawers tpe thing of dark wood and it had a big mirror on top. I could see how pretty i looked. I also saw 3 piles of lighth blue brochures about singing groups. I was especially attracted to the center on which had an unusal shape -- like 1/2 a house.

I began singing a song ... "Jeannie with the light brown hair" (my daughter's name)  

The engineer now off the phone, came over and started making a pass at me and calling me, "My brown haired Jeannie with the light brown eyes."

I knew my eyes had changed color over the years but I didn't think they were light brown.

I rolled my eyes at his statement and said, "Oh! I'm sorr! I wasn't paying atteniton. I was singing."  he looked at me and said, "Ha ha1 You did it without even me telling ou to." like I was expecte to do that.

He continued to make a pass at me and insinuated that I should join him now that his wife was gone.  Somehow I knew this whole thing related to the "33 and 19.5" and I was going to have to continue researching to find that connection.


11-25-99 - DREAM - I was at a ski resort. A woman skier fell down a run, broke her leg severely and died. They had a memorial service for her at the park.

Later, a killer came and sawed a girl into pieces while two other girls hid and watched while trying to avoid being detected.

A woman drowned then in water that was so cold, she didn't realize and she got hyperthermia. She got stuck under a rack.

 I went into a bathroom then with my young son and an old woman came in and tried to attack us with some perfumed powder in a container. Because I defended us and knocked her down, she tried to sue us for assault and abuse.


11-25-99 - VISION -

Sarenjo ...  (Spanish for child)

A - - - - -  (A long country name ... not Afghanistan)


11-26-99 - DREAM - I was shown that our website was 5th out of 8 and I was feeling pretty good about that, but then I was shown that is was 5th out of 11 and that was even better.


11-26-99 - DREAM - I was at a large school I didn't recognize. Michelle was there. there were a lot of different scenes, a lot of discussion about curriculum and who was doing what.

At one point I was sitting on a couch and Michelle was sitting inthe middle to my left. She said she was going to the kitchen and expect me to move so she could go there. I told her the kitchen was to her left and I wasn't in her way. Michelle said, "How do I know! I've never been here before!"  So I told her off. We were both angry but I was determnedn it would not end out friendship.

Then we went to a dancehall. It was like a class. I didn't want to dance. I had to go to the bathroom. Michelle went to the center of the room and demanded that I come dance with her. The music hadn't even started yet and I had to go to the bathroom.

I was walking out on the dance floor anyway and I noted that I had a thin cloth blet for my medium blue dress but it wasn't threaded through the belt loops and wasn't tied. I immediately decided I was going to the bathroom and left the dancefloor.

I got to the bathroom which was private and I locked the door. The bathroom was a mess and there was no seat on the toilet. I was going to pee in the sink but Michelle was pounding on the door to come dance with her.  Finally, she broke a hole in the door, reached through and opened the door, so I could go pee.

So I went down the hall to find the public bathroom. Michelle was trailing along behind me. I noted that the people I thought had such fancy jobs were down on their hands and knees scrubbing the floor here. I laughed to myself. They didn't look so imposing in that position.

I went into the public bathroom and it was crowded. women were waiting in line because not all the toilets were working ... some didn't have seats on them and there was a man dressed in black, standing in the center of the row ... looking in the mirror. I was determined to find a bathroom that actually worked and went back into the hall.

Out int he hall, womenw ere talkng about the maintenance man Joe from Milwaukee. One said that one of the teachers had yelled at him for not completing is assignment and reaching his goals.

I looked at the list of classes he had signed up for and it looked like he had signed up for every class there was. So, it was no wonder he couldn't do it all.

One of the other women complained that Joe was off doing something else instead of going to class. I said, "Joe does what he wants to do... I don't try to control him."

One of the otoher women said, "He just signed up to go to Karsch, British, Guyana."

That didn't surprise me. I still needed to go to the bathroom and soemone said, "By August there won't be any bathrooms at all.

I was really tired of this bad bathroom thing so I and all theo toher womenw alked down the broad stairs to the level below and I woke up.


11-26-99 - I went to bed angry about a discussion about the pole shift that people are believing every word the so-called prophets are saying about the devastation coming.  So, I meditated on whether there was a pole shift coming in the next 5 years.  

I had a vision of a thin woman dressed all in brown, sitting at a dark brown wooden desk . She said, " Not today, but soon."

I wasn't happy about that answer, so I continued to ask the question.

I then had a visions of a web page that had links to disasters listed by the alphabet, C D E F , etc.

Then fell asleep and had this dream:

11-26-99 - DREAM - I was the manager of an apartment building on Jackson St. where I had worked before in Milwaukee, WI. They hired me and I started work, but never went into the office, so I didn't have a clue what was going on. There was a maintenance room in the southeast corner of the first floor.  My old friend and maintenance man Michael was in charge of it. I had to go in there to get a key made for my apartment because I had lost it. I also needed a mail box key so I could get my mail which I hadn't picked up for awhile. There were so many guys in the room, none actually working. They were sitting around talking, and young boys who should have been in school were sitting at a counter doing their homework, or being homeschooled.

Some women came in and offered me gifts while I was waiting. The men had been making crafts out of maintenance parts and they were really cute, little boards in various shapes you hung on your wall with hooks to hang keys on.  All these gifts were full of keys and they gave me several of them. One of the maintenance men was actually inside a cabinet sorting out keys from packages. I finally got my own keys and went to get my mail. I had a stack of it. I decided I didn't want the small apartment I had been offered because it was so small, so I said I wanted the keys to apartment 212 and took all my stuff up there. I had so much mail and gifts from the women, it took me two trips to carry it all.

While I was going up the stairs, I could see all the work that was being done around the building. The first floor was being patched roughly after all the green carpet was being ripped out, and carpet of brown, blue and red was being laid down in sectioned areas, but hadn't been stretched and tacked yet, so I had to walk over all the lumps and bumps.

I met the carpet layers on the stairs and they guaranteed me it was going to look good when they were done and I replied that I knew they always did a good job.

I got to my new apartment. It was huge and I loved it because of its size, but it had ugly red and black plaid carpet on the floor. But I couldn't find a closet to hang my coat in. I knew what the doors led to, other huge rooms, but there were no closets.  Other women followed me into the apartment and were astonished that I had no furniture.  But I still had another place to live and I could move a few things each day, there was no hurry to move everything at once.

Once I got in the apartment, I realized that my rent was going to be more than my wages that I had agreed on. My rent was going to be over $1,000 a month for that apartment. I wasn't going to make that much, so I was going to have to get a second job to fill in the rest of the money.

So, I left the building, seeing my old bosses Paul and __?__ on the way through the hall. They went into a 1st floor office. I continued on my way outside.

I went down to the corner where there was a large intersection. The place I was going to apply for a job was on the northeast corner of the intersection, it was a huge building surrounded by a fence, huge lawns, bridges, and moats of a sort.

Outside the fence were people dressed in raggedy old clothes and young men with misshapen faces which had been damaged somehow by some kind of horrendous event and they all had old men who were their keepers who led them around by the hand. I didn't want to get near any of them because their faces were so horrible to look at . . . what you would think was caused by nuclear war radiation perhaps, and they were all hanging around a gate where the common people went in for jobs.

So, when I saw another gate farther up the street where the executives went in and out and went across the bridge to the office. It seems that tourists went in this gate also because the men who were on the bridge didn't look down on me or ask questions as I went across the bridge.

I entered the building and found the elevator easily enough. The door opened automatically and a voice on the speaker boomed out, "Please step to the center of the circle and press your desired button".  It was a one person elevator and the buttons were red and lined up in a straight line on the far wall in the back. The circle on the floor in the center was large enough for one person to stand on and had a 6 pointed star in the center of medium green and light green variegated linoleum and the circle and star were of gold metal.

As soon as I stepped on the circle, the elevator started upward. There was no chance to press a button, the door closed behind me and the elevator started to rise quickly. I could feel the sensation of rising fast.

When the elevator stopped, I stepped off into a hallway. I don't know what floor it was. There was a beautiful woman walking through the hallway and other beautiful women, all dressed in dress suits beyond her. She smiled and I said I was looking for a job.  She cheerily laughed and said that there were 72 men executives who ran this place and only 17 women executives. She said that the women planned to change this ratio but it would take some time. She said she would hire me on the spot, so I was very happy.

However, she handed me a yellow dress uniform with a white apron to put on and said I could change in the bathroom. I must have looked a little stunned and didn't know which way the bathroom was.  There was a stairway right there. She pointed down... and said..."The bathroom is downstairs, and the kitchen is upstairs.  The bathroom is in the "F" section."   That made some sense to me, so I began to go down the stairs.  I met a pretty blonde woman dressed in yellow with a white apron on the stairs swabbing the steps. Her left breast fell out of her dress as she bent over. The dress obviously was very low cut. I got the picture immediately... I would be swabbing floors, not being an executive.  However, it was a foot in the door and I could work my way up.  

When I got down the stairs I saw a great many dour faced men, all dressed in dark grey suits. They looked at me with disdain. I looked down one hallway. There were paddle-type signs at each doorway. They all started with F, FA, FE, FI, etc. all the way down the hall. In the next direction, the hallway had all paddle-type signs starting with C, CA, CE, CH, etc.  Each of these rooms had a man in charge of it. I assumed that each letter combination of the alphabet had it's own hallway or floor.

I started looking for the bathroom, not seeing it immediately. I knew I had to go down the F hallway but I didn't know how far.  I started down the hallway and woke up.


11-27-99 - DREAM - I was seeing my cat web page and adding little paragraphs on 'cat facts'.


11-28-99 - VISION - I saw the words CATS then saw an outline of the shape of the goddess SEKHMET.


11-28-99 - DREAM - I was creating a web page in squares about famous people making quotations about cats.


11-29-99 - DREAM - a long time about a web page about remote viewing.


11-29-99 - DREAM - I don't recall the begining of the dream.

I went to a hug banquet hall. There was a long dais table for speakers which was higher than the table ont he main floor. It seemed to be on a balcony directly across from the dais. I had worked with all these people.

Awards were given to everyone but me. They all received what looked like pincher-type clothes pins that were shiny black with something silver on it.

When that was done, the main speaker acknowledged that I hadn't received an award like all the rest. He came forward to give me a different award. This also looked like apincher-type clothspin but was medium blue with something silver on it. When he gave it to me, he said, "This is not for what 'you' did, but for your ____  "  (meaning supervisor or leader)


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 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.


11-30-99 - DREAM - this was about the countries preparing for war. I don't recall any details.