28.08.11

Last night I slipped into an altered state for a few minutes while I was watching a movie. I vividly saw myself “go” outside in front of the pineapple palm tree. I swiftly returned to my body just as the palm tree raised its branch and waved it gently in front of my face. I knew there was no breeze...so it awakened me to the knowledge that the tree was showing me it could move by its own volition, as if the branch was its arm. As I returned from the altered-state, the experience seemed so profound and important. (In the night I end up dreaming about vegetation taking a humanoid form...which I believe is a prophetic notion of that which will occur).

This morning I again woke with the song Southern Nights, by Glen Cambell... particularly “free as the breeze, not to mention the trees.” And “Wish I could stop this world from fighting...joy!” The whole lyrics, now that I look them up, totally resonate with my dreams and spirit experiences last night.

I dreamed that I was shopping for groceries along a country road (instead of inside a grocery store). I stopped at one of the shops to get some meat. A bunch of people were crowded around the meat counter because they were having a sale on the meat, but there was no sign or pricing. When one of the servers looked at me, I said I wanted liver. I didn't specify quantity or type because I wasn't sure what I really wanted, but I knew I fed my son liver a few nights a week. So she handed me about a pound of wrapped up chicken livers. In the dream I knew I usually bought a large animal liver and cut it into smaller pieces, but I figured this would work just as well (though at some level I wondered why I would even eat or cook liver when truly considering what it was – a liver! - but this was just what we “did” so carry on, eh). [This syncs with a voice I heard upon waking this morning telling me that we used to be thankful for the meat that we took. It was a comment on how far lost we are now where we take without thought, reverence or thanks.]

Then I walked away and realized I hadn't paid for it – the server forgot to ask for the money. The price of $16 was printed out on the weight sticker of the parcel of livers, which was a high price IMO and definitely not on sale. I decided to not go back and pay for it (so I took without paying). I walked along the road and stopped at a house that was set back on a large green grassy yard with lots of green plants filling the back yard. I went into the house. A mother, father and child were inside. They all seemed a little bit catatonic, as they were silent and sorta dazed. They stood watching a series of toy car and train tracks set up in a loop in the living room with toys and cars travelling around the loops mechanically.

I realize this probably represents the catatonic unconsciousness of our spirit and the spirit of our planets as we orbit around and around without much thought (though we have upcoming opportunity or necessity to now wake up and become conscious).

I told the man and woman (mother and father) that I had just purchased from the chicken/meat store and didn't get a sales price. They said they had got a good price on it (they went earlier than me). I sat in their house for a while. I started feeling dizzy and a little bit sick (when I would think about the dizziness). I had one of my little dogs with me. It went to the floor-length windows that comprised the back wall of the house and looked out onto the thick green garden full of weeds and all sorts of plants. The dog started barking. I looked over and one of the plants, it looked like a very mature, large, dandelion-like weed, had a face and had turned its body and face to snarl and growl at my dog. It made such sense to me that the plants were coming to life. I called the man and his wife over to see this amazing event of the plant coming to life in a human-like form (it actually looked like one of the green nature beings I have photographed before). But the couple were oblivious. So I used my anger to will the plant to go back to its prior state of a normal looking plant, and I left the house.

The next thing I remember I was at my childhood home. For some reason I went out the front door at a specific time near sunset and stood on the step. I think I went out because my sister was just coming home then. She went past me straight into the house as I stood and looked out at the skyline. Clouds filled the sky and were low, but not so low as to obscure a decent swath of the horizon. I saw the sun setting, but I also saw a second small round sun above the horizon. When it dawned on me that it was a second sun and I thought about it, I realized it was actually the moon, but the moon was larger and thus likely closer than usual (I saw the craters in it faintly). But more amazing, to the south, was a giant orange/red planet. It was bigger than the sun (maybe 5x). So big that only half of it could be seen over the horizon. It had a bit of a gray haze about it and was dull (not shining like the moon). This giant body had a couple of smaller planets close around it. They were quite small, like little moons. From what I saw, one was blue and one was yellow.

I thought, OMG, it's really here. Then I saw this man walking across the street toward me as he looked back over his shoulder up at the sky as if he was going to keep walking until he had the best vantage point in which to see this planet/body, which I knew was from my porch step where I stood, and he was realizing this as well and moving toward me. I knew he was an astronomer. Everyone else was busy because it was sunset and people were getting home and getting dinner, and no one was looking at the sky. The other problem was the clouds. Once the astronomer was with me and we both stood looking, the clouds started purposefully moving down toward the horizon to cover it all.

I realized it was lucky that I had look at the sky when I had because it was usually covered. I thought I would get another glimpse though as I just “knew” there would be another clearing in which to see it shortly. So I called out to my sister to come look. I kept calling her, but she was taking her time or something, and didn't make it outside in time to see. At that point, because the astronomer and I were trying so hard to see it and the clouds were not successfully covering it all the time, just then the house was literally picked up and moved to some place that I could not see the orange planet any more. I only knew the house was moved because as I looked at the ground I could see the ground moving beneath me (like looking down at the ground out the window when travelling in a car). I could also sense the movement. But to look elsewhere, such as out toward the horizon, there was no sensation or appearance of movement. I knew very well now that something to do with the earth consciousness itself, a mechanism in place, would activate to keep this approaching planet/body concealed. I was totally aware though.

The other important thing I had noticed, before all of this was obscured by the earth mechanism, and the thing that kind of awakened me, was that the sun was setting in the east! I was standing on my porch and looking out to the SE, and the sun was setting in the east and the orange planet was on the horizon in south (or thereabouts). The enlarged shining moon was in between. I knew this was the first of 3 days (according to prophecy) in which the sun would set in the east, before the “event”.

Southern Nights Have You Ever Felt A
Southern Night Free As A Breeze
Not To Mention The Trees
Whistling Tunes That You Know And Love So

Southern Nights Just As Good Even When
Closed Your Eyes I Apologize
To Any One Who Can Truly Say
He Has Found A Better Way

Feel So Good Feel So Good It's Frightening
Wish I Could Stop This World From Fighting
La Da Da Da Da Da La Da Da Da Da Da
Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da

Mysteries Like This And Many Others
In The Trees Blow In The Night
In The Southern Skies

Southern Skies Have You Ever Noticed
Southern Skies It's Precious Beauty
Lies Just Beyond The Eye
It Goes Running Through Your Soul Like The Stories Of Old

Old Man He And His Dog They Walk The Old Land
Every Flower Touched His Cold Hand
As He Slowly Walked By
Weeping Willows Would Cry For Joy