Behind the curtain From: Cathy Buckle (cbuckle@mango.zw) Sent: Sat 5/31/08 6:19 AM To: African Tears (cbuckle@mango.zw)
Dear Family and Friends,
The winner and loser of Zimbabwe's March Presidential election have begun campaigning for confirmation of their positions in a second round of the ballot. Mr Mugabe, who lost in the first round, says that people voted with their stomachs and not their minds on March 29th. Mr Mugabe's new campaign is so far focussing on apparent plots by the British, Americans and people he calls their allies and puppets whom he says are trying to re-colonise Zimbabwe.
These new colonisers, who are, by the way, not entitled to vote in the coming election, are also to blame for the dire situation in the country.
Mr Mugabe said: "There might be grievances about prices, food shortages and non-availability of basic commodities. These are being caused by sanctions and food shortages are a result of drought."
Mrs Mugabe, speaking in Shamva alongside her husband this week, was even more forthright in her comments. Mrs Mugabe said: "Even if people vote for the MDC, Morgan Tsvangirai will never step foot inside State House. He will only get to hear about what it looks like inside State House from people who have been there. Even if Baba (Mugabe) loses, he will only leave State House to make way for someone from Zanu PF."
Ordinary Zimbabweans, meanwhile, are facing the coming poll in a state of shock and disbelief. Everywhere you go people have accounts of terror and horror to relate about events that have taken place in the last two months. Tales of burning, running, hiding, broken limbs, abductions and murder.
The MDC say that in the past six weeks 50 Zimbabweans have been killed in political violence and more than 25 000 have been displaced. MDC leader, Morgan Tsvangirai and the winner of the March 29th Presidential election, said on his return to the country : "They [the Government] have beaten themselves into serious rejection by the people of Zimbabwe." Mr. Tsvangirai described the situation in Zimbabwe as 'tragic' and said the nation is : "in a state of despair."
For the past three weeks while the world's cameras have been upon attacks on foreigners in South Africa, mayhem has been going on almost un-noticed behind the curtain in Zimbabwe. Zimbabweans want a change to this dreadful, crushing way of life. What they need now is to believe in themselves and to believe that they can effect that change.
Until next week, thanks for reading,
love cathy.
Copyright cathy buckle 31st May 2008. www.cathybuckle.com
Earth Ears...yes, I've been ill...I have ms and have been experiencing a flare-up of it...doing much better today. Thanks for your concern, appreciated. Thanks for the info on the five pointed star...hmmm...hadn't noticed that.
Bonnie: If you still have that dream on record would you repost it? It sounds very similar to all those black train dreams in which the Ancients are watching as the train similar to yours is moving west.
Eve, DearWife,Bonnie,Djazz....Thank you for your responses, much appreciated!
Eve: Yikes! That "V" guy is really creepy! And regarding the name "Sheridan" it is my paternal grandmother's maiden name and I am her name-sake. Her name was Mary Catherine Sheridan until she married a "Young". Her Father or Grandfather(?)was General Philip Sheridan for whom the town of Sheridan,WY is named. No wonder I'm seeing lions in my dreams! They're in the family!
Djazz&Bonnie: Yeah, I do have a connection to those areas. see response above to Eve about my Grandmother.
Dear Wife: Thank you for the interesting information and links. More to ponder for sure.
To you all, my apologies for taking so long to reply, aside from the days of t-storms which always force me off-line, also I've been ill with the usual ms flare-up though am much better today.
No, my friend in Wyoming is not dying to my knowledge. And no I did not wake up refreshed nor particularly pleased with this dream. I awoke feeling exhausted and disturbed by it. This was one of those all too familiar recurring, vivid dreams full of symbolism, the meaning of which I have yet to understand. Also, as is common with these dreams, I was aware that I was dreaming.
OK - White Wolf is now gone - have you accepted the fact that you are the White Wolf? If so - no need for him to be there to remind you. Red sun - Red in morning sailors warning - Red at night sailors delight. I expect its morning. So that is East. Florence perhaps? Have you thanked Rolling Thunder for helping you? I would suggest next time - ask him 'Why tell me?".
The White Wolf is not always present. When RT appears the White Wolf is usually present though not always. Sometimes there's a whole pack of wolves especially when Old Woman or Owl Woman appear. The White Wolf has been with me in dreamtime since childhood. This Wolf is a Guardian as are the other wolves in the pack.
Yes, I have thanked RT for his help and yes, I've asked the "why me?" question...he never answers that one. The only time he appears is when there is a message to be conveyed.
Yes, I recieved the following e-mail on the 7th of Sept.2006. I did not post it as I had asked permission first and have not yet recieved a reply. However, I've decided to go ahead and post anyway so those of you who keep Cathy in your prayers will continue to do so. Thanks for the reminder. -------------------- >Date: Thu, 07 Sep 2006 21:40:20 +0000 > >Hi Mary Catherine, > >my name is Wiz, Im Cathy's sister and shes asked me just to reply on >her behalf and say thanks so much for your concern and support. >She's ok, just very shaken up and running around like crazy trying >to get it sorted, upgrade her security while me and my mum in the UK >are looking at how to get some help to her. She didnt get hurt but >they reckon she was sprayed with something like ether to keep her >sleeping while this went on and we're all pretty sure it was an >attempt to shut her up. Course she's worried about them coming >back, but hopefully she'll soon be back up and telling it out loud >and strong cos the situation there is just too too bad. > >Much love and thanks for your support and concern, > >Wiz
Thank you! Will be watching that area. That's the same area of other dreams too regarding the "grapevine" and Riverside if I recall correctly. I was also wondering about there being any relation between Beverly Hills and the San Gabriel since Beverly Hills has come up rather frequently too.
Anyway, thanks much! Foul weather incoming so I've got to get off-line again.
You asked me awhile back to let you know if I got anything regarding the Ring of Fire. Well I did today although am not certain of its meaning. See link to dream:
Also, I am wondering if there is anything you may be watching in regards to the San Gabriel Mountains? I dreamed of my guitar(which I named "Gabriel")being smashed and violently pounded into the earth, neck first until only a small portion of it was visible. My impression of this particular part of a broader dream has me wondering if the San Gabriel Mountains are moving. I've had many dreams about them before and there's been nothing to my knowledge happening there. There was also a smell of ammonia associated with the entire dream.
No longer recall entire dream but do vividly recall two scenes from it. The first was an aerial view looking down upon a large volcanic plain and in several places there was red hot molten lava bubbling upward in what appeared to be little "potholes"(for lack of a better description).
The second scene was of a native polynesian? woman with very long jet black hair standing barefoot upon this volcanic plain. She was dressed in a simple white short sleeved dress. As I watched, she walked over to one of the holes of bubbling molten lava and knelt down next to its edge.
There were four black stone bowls sitting next to the lava hole. The woman took each bowl one at a time and dipped them into the molten lava until they were all full of the red-orange liquid. She placed each bowl at the sides of the lava hole in a north-south/east-west position. Then she raised both hands heavenward and sang a song that sounded very much like Hawaiian or a similar language.
Following this, she took each bowl one at a time and held it heavenward and sang another song. She sang a different song for each of the four bowls. After each song she replaced the bowl in her hands to its original position. Clearly this was some kind of ritual or ceremony and clearly very sacred.
The most amazing thing to me as I watched this whole thing was that the woman appeared to be unaffected by the heat of the lava plain as she walked, then knelt upon it. Even more amazing was that she dipped the four black stone bowls into the liquid lava with her bare hands and was unaffected by this physically.
I was awakened by a loud noise from outside and did not go back to sleep.
I've been wondering about the meaning of these scenes most of the day today. Wondering if there are four volcanoes about to erupt in the Pacific ring of fire? Or perhaps the woman represents the Earth Mother and she is healing herself?
Cannot recall the earlier part of the dream so I have no full context of why I was there watching all this. I do recall there being someone with me but do not recall who it was. I also recall we were above and looking down but out of body as we did so.
I was up on a cat-walk looking down upon a large open room filled with rows and rows of white rectangular porcelain tubs. Within each tub were eight metal pans containing one object covered in white gauze-like material. I asked the man with me if I could go down there and get a closer look. He took me down to the floor and showed me one of the tubs.
This tub was about 2-1/2 feet deep and contained 8 metal pans about 5 inches deep and 28x14 inches in size. He pulled up the gauze-like material on one of the objects in one of the metal pans and I was shocked to see it was a live pig(small and pinkish in color).
It was standing in about 2 or so inches of liquid that reeked of ammonia. I asked what this liquid was and the man said "Ammonia". I was pretty horrified and angry too. I asked what were these little pigs doing standing there in ammonia looking obviously tortured?
The man told me it was a "government experiment" the "purpose" of which was "unknown".
Very disturbed by this whole scene I went home to shower and change clothes to get the smell of ammonia off me. My "home" was a kitchenette room with two baths in a motel. As I was showering I noticed there was no shower curtain and where the toilet had been there was only a hole in the floor. I also could still smell ammonia even after showering. So once in clean clothes I went looking for the source of the ammonia smell. I found it in the second bathroom.
In this second bathroom was a little boy about 8-9 years old sitting in the bath tub with three pans each containing three little pigs covered and standing in the ammonia. I was very angry and asked the boy, "What are you doing?" "I'm conducting an experiment" he replied.
Greatly disturbed, I left and went outside to look for someone to help me get this boy and his "experiment" out of my room. I found a man who said he'd help. He went into my room and came out with my guitar. He said he couldn't get the boy to leave and the ammonia was so intense he couldn't breathe. "I brought your guitar out because it was the only thing of real value and the ammonia was causing it to crack."
Thanking him I took the guitar(Hernandez classical 1969 hand made)and began trying to play it. I could play it a little but not much as my hands and fingers don't work well anymore. So I just sat looking at it and recalling that when I'd first gotten it I had named it "Gabriel".
The man came over and I set "Gabriel" down for a moment to discuss getting the boy out of my room and rescuing those pigs. While we were discussing this, the boy had come outside unnoticed and he grabbed my guitar and smashed it on the pavement. Then he jammed it into the ground near a grassy area neck first until it was almost completely buried. He then glared at me and said, "Going back to KILL THOSE PIGS! BIT_H!"
I woke up with a start. My first thought was about the guitar("Gabriel") being jammed into the ground and wondering if there was about to be a quake somewhere in the San Gabriel Mountains?
The rest of the dream, I don't know what to think of it.
A Storm was coming so myself and others were getting prepared. Closing windows, bringing the cats in, moving stuff to the basement.
We were in a very large Victorian style two-story house that had been built in the early 1900's. It had at one time been an orphanage or convent?
There were a lot of details in this one but to be brief here's the part about the storm. I was up on the 2nd floor closing windows and could see a city skyline not too far away. Time of day was twilight, either dusk or dawn.
Off to the right of this city and high up I saw the sky open like the pupils of a cat's eyes when the lights are turned off. Out of this "hole"(for lack of a better word)came a roiling flow of dark clouds as if it were literally pouring through the hole.
As I watched, this single column of clouds split into two giving it the appearance of a forked tongue. It rapidly flowed out and over the city with great billowing clouds full of deep rolling thunder and streaks of lightning. It engulfed the city and though I was miles away I could hear it.
Then the wind began to blow where I was; so I quickly finished getting the windows closed and the last cat inside and was heading down the stairs towards the basement. I could hear what sounded like hail pounding the house and the sound of the wind became a high-pitched shrieking.
I awoke before reaching the basement.
comment: I do not know where this was nor did I recognize the city sky-line or the house I was in. With the exception of my mother, I don't know the people with me in this house altough I did clearly know them in my dream. One of the several cats in the dream was my cat "Miss Feathers" who is now deceased.
The emotion was very intense and deeply sad because I knew many were being killed in that city. However, I was in high gear along with the others and moving fast to get to the basement. No time to grieve.
Had a very odd dream around midnight last night(fri-sat) in which I saw a white ticker tape scrolling across a tv or computer screen which had this in bold black upon it: "" and so on. This message was moving from right to left. That's all. Not sure what it means but there's that five thing again.
comment: this reminds me of that "Israel 2:11" dream and the other one that I saw with a ticker-tape scrolling with "7.7...7.7...7.7..." etc. don't recall when I posted these two but seems it was several months ago, possibly 2005.
Saw this couple who play husband and wife in that tv series "LOST" and their characters are Korean and in the series they both spoke in Korean language....anyway they are speaking to me in the dream but it's all in Korean so I don't understand it other than from their hand gestures, facial expressions and tone of their voices it seemed something very tragic(loss of life event) had happened in Korea but could not tell whether it was North or South or both.
I certainly agree about there being something about trains. Many have posted dreams of trains over the five years I've been on-line. Especially this black train of which I've dreamed many times. Always heading west. Symbolic of something the nature of which eludes me. It ranks up there with the common dreams of black clouds and tornadoes.
As for hearing the train whistles...Since I live a few hundred yards from the tracks my trains are real when I hear them. However, I hear people chatting like being in a large room with many conversations going on but cannot catch what they're saying. I've literraly gotten out of bed and gone outside in the wee hours of the morning trying to find who's doing all the talking! No one there! Thought I was nuts until others posted of the same experiences on the old boards. LOL!
Anyway, my theory is that it is other-dimensional.
Bonnie! You just reminded me of the two dreams posted last year about the Ancient Ones. I drew sketches of these and know I posted about them but don't know if I have them saved or not so here's the notes I made in my journal.(no sketches, haven't learned how to do that yet!)
Monday August 30,2004 1:11am,11:11am,4:21pm and 8:11pm(dreamed this four different times unchanged).
I saw a black train moving west across the arizona or new mexico desert...thinking this because of the mesas and saguaro cactus. Anyway, along the south side of the train I saw four Ancient Ones in native dress, like Kachinas, standing in a row several feet apart and each was facing in a different direction.
From left to right the 1st was facing north, the 2nd was facing south, the 3rd was facing east, the 4th was facing west(this one looked like the Hopi flute player).
The train moved silently westward trailing black smoke from its engine. The cars were also black with windows. I was a passenger at the beginning of the vision looking out at the four Ancient Ones. However, I suddenly found myself outside and looking down upon this scene.
-------------------------------------2nd Dream------------------------------------- August 31,2004 7:11am
I had a similar dream with more...a night of recurring visions...I kept dreaming then waking only to dream these again as the night before.
I saw a great Puma in the desrt protecting some deer and sheep. I saw the four Ancient Ones dressed as Kachinas standing in the desert facing the four directions. I saw the same black train trailing black smoke moving toward the west. I saw four red horses(riderless)running toward the east. I saw a woman standing on the prairie under a full moon within a circle of white wolves all facing outward. The woman was facing west, then turned and faced the east.
From behind me I heard a loud "CLAP!" and turned to see Rolling Thunder standing there with full ceremonial dress. He points toward the west and says, "A Storm Is Coming." He then turns toward the southeast and points in the direction of the Gulf of Mexico saying, "A Storm Is Coming There Too!"
As I turned back to see the woman I was now back in the desert with the black train moving westward. I was startled to see there were no longer only the four Ancients each facing the four directions but now with them(behind the original four) were literally hundreds of others all dressed as Kachinas standing and watching the black train move westward. Hundreds bearing silent witness to this black train as it passed. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
I'd be interested to hear your thoughts on these. You too, Eve or anyone else.
I was standing in darkness and saw a vision of a map of Africa,the Sinai Peninsula ,Saudi Arabia,Israel/Palestine,Jordan,Iraq and Iran.
As in dreams before the Sinai was colored in Golden Light. Israel/Palestine,Jordan, Iraq,Iran,Saudi Arabia were colored in black outlined in gold.
The continent of Africa was outlined in gold against a black background. Africa was split in two, the western countries colored in black with no borders. The eastern countries were colored in bright red.
These countries included Libya,Egypt,Sudan,Ethiopia,Somalia, Rwanda,Uganda,Kenya,Tanzania,Zambia,Zimbabwe, Mosambique,and South Africa.
Two cities were labeled in red: Cairo and Capetown. The waters of the Red Sea,Mediterranean Sea and Persian Gulf were colored red.
There was another with me, a man dressed in white. He did not speak and I had the impression it would be best for me to remain silent and just see the vision.
We stood there silent for what seemed a very long time. Then I heard music, a song by Ferron entitled "I Never Was To Africa". I heard a flute and guitar and these words:
"If you're ever sitting where the rushes grow and catch a red rose bloom or if you're ever standing where the raging river flows and feel yourself a lonesome tune...."
Or something like that, not sure the words are correct as I no longer have the cd with this song on it but the title and artist are correct.
Anyhow, as this song echoed through the darkness where we stood; the map vision changed to that of a bright moon-lit(full moon) landscape, a desert I think, with a blue river. Across this blue river standing facing us from the opposite shore was a little african(I think) girl dressed in a white sleeveless dress and her feet were bare.
I've seen her in dreams before but in other dreams it was daylight and she was standing upon a dirt road in a rural area staring at me as she was now from across this strange blue river. There was an air of deep sorrow about her same as in the other dreams.
Turning to the man with me, I asked, "Who is she?"
"Africa" was all he said. I awoke at this point and found I had been weeping. It was 2:05AM.
This dream I believe is connected to the others regarding Africa, Egypt, Zimbabwe,etc. The most recent was this one: --------------------------------------- Date: November 13, 2005 at 10:47:02 From: MCYoung/Tx Subject: Looking Horse Speaks Again
Sunday November 13,2005 3:33AM Central
Dream Vision: I was standing in Darkness and in front of me I saw a map of Africa with the Sinai Peninsula high-lighted in gold as I've seen before in other dream visions. The entire continent was in shadows just as before with only two countries showing. Egypt and Zimbabwe.
These two countries were colored in scarlet red. As I watched, the red began to bleed outward from the borders of Egypt and spread toward the land of Palistine/Israel/Jordan. The Red Sea turned to scarlet as this bleeding out occurred. The Mediterrainian Sea did likewise turn red. The Sinai remained cloaked in Golden Light.
Then Zimbabwe began to bleed out as well towards the south and east at first and then in all directions. It looked like a fast moving wave of scarlet.
I became very alarmed and began to cry out , "Oh, God! Please! No!" I woke myself up screaming and crying...or thought I was awake but apparently I was still dreaming. I started to turn on my light near the bed when a glow began filling my room with blueish, purple light and I saw "Looking Horse".
He was standing at the foot of my bed dressed in native ceremonial clothes. He spoke quietly with compassion in his native language and I understood him. He first said, "Mary! Do Not Be Afraid! I am here to remind you of the message given to you before from the Grandmothers and the Grandfathers."
I said, "About the changes?" He said, "Yes...to remind you that these changes are here now. Do you remember?" "Yes, I do" I answered...then asked. "Why are you reminding me? Is something about to happen? I mean, something ELSE?"
He said "Yes, something else... get ready, tell your people to get ready." "What is it that we are to get ready for?" I asked. Placing his left hand over his heart and raising his right hand toward the ceiling palm upward he said "It is here that you must prepare... within your heart...within your spirit."
"But WHAT is about to happen?" I continued. "It is not important what" he says. "It is important that you prepare your heart and spirit for its coming. Fill your heart and spirit with strength and courage you will need it." says he. "It is important that you tell your people."
Well, NOW I REALLY WANTED TO KNOW WHAT, WHERE, WHEN and said so. Without waiting for an answer I continued with "I am NOT STRONG nor am I COURAGEOUS! These are qualities I just do not have! And if I don't have them how am I supposed to tell others to have them!?"
I was getting angry but really it was not anger but an aweful "Dreading" and I knew another loss of life event was on its way or already happening. I did not feel able to cope with it much less tell someone else to cope.
Looking Horse moved to my side and placed his hand upon my head saying, "Love is what you have. You know you have it too. It was given to you and you know it will always be with you."
I didn't quite understand and just wanted to wake up! He then said, "Love...go into your heart and into your spirit and look...it is there... see it, acknowledge it because within that Love is your strength and your courage." He then put his hand over my eyes and said "Now sleep".
I awoke immediately. Haven't been able to sleep since...but I did spend some time thinking about what he said and decided his words ring true. So I'm now delivering the message to you all to ponder and decide for yourselves if you think they ring true for you or not.
Now, having said that I want to emphasize that these things we've been discussing for these five plus years are now underway...at least I believe this...so if you're not ready (whatever that means to you), I suggest you all do whatever it is you do to get ready.
From:Cathy Buckle Sent:Saturday, November 19, 2005 3:36 AM To:African Tears Subject: I have One Bar!
Dear Family and Friends,
I was at a small local function this week when a father stepped forward and addressed the gathering about the dire needs of an institutional home for mentally handicapped people. He told of how the institution had always been massively subsidised by farmers and businessmen. Farmers who would just arrive with sacks of vegetables, potatoes, meat and fruit. Businesses which gave bedding, furniture or cash donations to help with plumbing, maintenance and upkeep. In the last six years as the majority of farmers have been forced off their properties and as more and more businesses have closed in our shrinking economy, it has become almost impossible for specialist institutions to keep going.
At the end of his short appeal for help, there was clapping and encouragement from the audience and the man returned to his seat. As he did so the electricity went off in yet another power cut but before the candles had even been found, people were coming forward in the dark. One after another they passed over handfulls of cash and others gave bottles of brandy and vodka to be used as prizes in a raffle. Someone suggested the bottles be auctioned and amid cheering and applause an auctioneer was nominated and the bottles of spirit came under the hammer. There was nothing at all special about these bottles, they were the cheapest locally made spirits with unknown brand names which sell for around a hundred and fifty thousand dollars.The bidding for the first bottle began at a hundred thousand and with much laughter, taunting and insults it rose to two, three, six, eight hundred thousand dollars. "One Bar" shouted the auctioneer, "I have one bar" which is the latest Zimbabwean slang for one million dollars.This became two bars, and then three bars. At last the bidding was done and the sale made.The hammer went down in the candle light, the applause was defeaning and a desperately struggling home for mentally handicapped people was given a small reprieve.
Not long after the impromptu auction, talk turned to the ludicrous situation these days where the banks are short of big denomination notes. In a country with galloping inflation, presently at 411 percent, none of us ever seem to have enough money. A businessman told how he'd been short of 30 million in cash to pay his small work force. The bank said that at such short notice they could only provide it in one thousand dollar notes. Can you imagine drawing 30 million dollars in one thousand dollar notes? Later that night with a large sheet of paper, a calculator and kitchen scale I worked out what this entailed. Thirty thousand bank notes, three thousand paper clips and 30 elastic bands make up thirty million dollars. This large pile of paper weighs a staggering 45 kilograms and when the businessman got to the bank to collect his money, they had to loan him a tin trunk and two security guards to carry it. And what can you buy for thirty million dollars in Zimbabwe this week: twelve hundred loaves of bread or 90 frozen chickens or a drum and a half of petrol on the black market. It has all become very much like living in the land of Alice in Wonderland but the people are still the friendliest, kindest and most generous people in the world.
Hi All, Kate asked if I'd post this for her: --------------------------------------------- Subject : A Dream
I only remembered this earlier this evening when I read something, somewhere about depth charges and an avalanche. It's hard to put into words, but it seems as though I have dreamt recently or have been "told" in my dreams recently about explosive devices inserted into a mountain crevice that somehow cause an earthquake.
Don't have any sense as to whether or not it's intentional or accidental- and I'm unsure of the "where" other than it's in the West.
Terry asked me to post this message to you regarding that strange streak: --------------------------------------------------------------------- From:Terry Sent:Monday, November 14, 2005 1:26 PM To: MCYoung Subject:Phenom Board On Syzygy
Sorry to bother you, but I can,t afford SYZYGY boards and I have a answer to a photo that Rhonda/MO has posted on the Phenom Board on SYZYGY. I am preety sure you are able to post on that site.
I live about 70 miles from this lake outside Duck Creek, UT. The band of what looks like light in the lake is actually a dike in the lower end of the lake. In the summer when the water is low it keeps water in the upper end of the lake. You can walk out on this to fish etc. This year the water level is higher due to rain, the lake level covers the dike, but not deep enough to hide it. The photo was taken from a highway above the lake. Maybe you can clear up the mystery.
Thank you for your responses, much appreciated! Bonnie, got your e-mail and sent reply. Eve, thanks for the info and connecting to the five visions dream, I recalled that I'd seen the sinai in gold before but when looking for the dream couldn't find it...so thank you!
I'm going off-line as someone was murdered here in our apt complex a few hours ago and the shooter is still on the loose so I want to have my phone line free in case mom needs to call.
I'm reposting this original for those who haven't seen it so you all understand what this current dream(which follows) is about. Thank you Curly Bear for saving this one.
Original Dream: -------------Looking Horse Speaks-----------------
Date: January 17, 2005 at 05:14:04 From: Curly Bear, Subject: MCYoung: Pieces of the Tapestry Puzzle
MC, I came across one of your older dreams while looking up a recipe (what can I say, I keep a weird filing system on my computer! Makes sense to me at least.). This dream speaks to looking at the Whole and not so much at the individual pieces. Let me know your thoughts on this. I don't know the original message was lost in the archives so i'll play it safe and cut & paste it here. Here's the paragraph from your dream that grabbed my attention: --------------------------------------------------- "Your Elders ask you to now lay out this tapestry and look upon the whole of it....this is where your hearts and minds must now be....upon the whole." -------------------------------------------------- Date: September 06, 2003 at 21:07:48 From: MCYoung/Tx, Subject: "Looking Horse" speaks.....Dream/Vision
August 28, 2003 late night:
I was somewhere in a large fish market on some ocean-side docks. There were boats unloading their catch.
I'd gone there seeking employment but was told to return at 9p.m. When I returned everything looked different and creepy as it was night. I was lost and couldn't find where I'd been earlier in the day.
I was on foot as I had no money nor means of transportation. After walking for nearly two hours I decided to head for home. As I did, a small group of men approached me calling out disgusting things to me and laughing.
Just as they were about five feet from me, a hand grabbed me from behind and I was pulled into the shadows. I turned around to see who'd grabbed me and was astounded to discover myself face to face with a tall Native American man smiling at me. I was even more astounded to see we were no longer in the same location.
We were standing outdoors in what looked like the Medicine Wheel in Wyoming only the fence was not encircling it...we seemed to be in an earlier time. The moon was full and the air was chilly but it was not yet winter.
"Who are you?" I asked, then said, "Oh, sorry, maybe I'd best be thanking you first!"
The man smiled and replied, "You are welcome. My name is 'Looking Horse' and I've been sent to give you a message."
"How did we get here?" I asked. Then, "What message? From who?" Says I.
"It is not important how we got here, as to who sent me with this message; the Grandmothers and Grandfathers have sent me."
"Who's Grandmothers and Grandfathers?" I said, and was about to ask another question but he raised his hand in a motion for me to stop and this I did.
"The message is this: Tell your people that a common thread is running through your hearts.....the common thread is this: CHANGE is upon you...not 'someday'...not 'in the future'...CHANGE is upon you NOW."
He then said, "The tapestry you are weaving is full of many details and you are too busy with the details that you haven't seen that what you have been creating is all but finished!"
"Your Elders ask you to now lay out this tapestry and look upon the whole of it....this is where your hearts and minds must now be....upon the whole."
I just stared at him and said, "What are you talking about?"(Although, I did have some grasp of what he was saying. I just wanted to be sure.)
"I am talking about CHANGE....and I am talking about SYZYGY", he says. "What does that mean?" I say.
"The Elders wish you to tell your people that CHANGE and SYZYGY are now upon you...these are not future events...these are currently underway."
With this, he pointed toward the Medicine Wheel and I looked over there in the direction he was pointing. Seeing no-one, I turned my gaze back toward him and he was GONE!!!! I was standing next to the Medicine Wheel in the light of a full moon and thought, "Oh, God! What am I going to do now???"
I walked into the middle of the Wheel and sat down feeling a bit frightened. Making a conscious decision to listen...I closed my eyes and became very still and quiet. I heard a soft breeze.
I wondered..."Who are my people?"..."To whom am I to be telling this?"
I awoke at this point....a huge thunderstorm was occurring with loud banging rolling thunder and flashes of lightning.
The power was out so I do not know what time it was.
comments welcome. peace mc ------------Looking Horse Again Today------------------Sunday November 13,2005 3:33AM Central
Dream Vision: I was standing in Darkness and in front of me I saw a map of Africa with the Sinai Peninsula high-lighted in gold as I've seen before in other dream visions. The entire continent was in shadows just as before with only two countries showing. Egypt and Zimbabwe.
These two countries were colored in scarlet red. As I watched, the red began to bleed outward from the borders of Egypt and spread toward the land of Palistine/Israel/Jordan. The Red Sea turned to scarlet as this bleeding out occurred. The Mediterrainian Sea did likewise turn red. The Sinai remained cloaked in Golden Light.
Then Zimbabwe began to bleed out as well towards the south and east at first and then in all directions. It looked like a fast moving wave of scarlet.
I became very alarmed and began to cry out, "Oh, God! Please! No!" I woke myself up screaming and crying...or thought I was awake but apparently I was still dreaming. I started to turn on my light near the bed when a glow began filling my room with blueish, purple light and I saw "Looking Horse"(same one in the other dream I reposted).
He was standing at the foot of my bed dressed in native ceremonial clothes. He spoke quietly with compassion in his native language and I understood him. He first said, "Mary! Do Not Be Afraid! I am here to remind you of the message given to you before from the Grandmothers and the Grandfathers."
I said, "About the changes?" He said, "Yes...to remind you that these changes are here now. Do you remember?" "Yes, I do" I answered...then asked. "Why are you reminding me? Is something about to happen? I mean, something ELSE?"
He said "Yes, something else...get ready, tell your people to get ready." "What is it that we are to get ready for?"I asked. Placing his left hand over his heart and raising his right hand toward the ceiling palm upward he said "It is here that you must prepare...within your heart...within your spirit."
"But WHAT is about to happen?" I continued. "It is not important what" he says. "It is important that you prepare your heart and spirit for its coming. Fill your heart and spirit with strength and courage you will need it." says he. "It is important that you tell your people."
Well, NOW I REALLY WANTED TO KNOW WHAT, WHERE, WHEN and said so. Without waiting for an answer I continued with "I am NOT STRONG nor am I COURAGEOUS! These are qualities I just do not have! And if I don't have them how am I supposed to tell others to have them!?"
I was getting angry but really it was not anger but an aweful "Dreading" and I knew another loss of life event was on its way or already happening. I did not feel able to cope with it much less tell someone else to cope.
Looking Horse moved to my side and placed his hand upon my head saying, "Love is what you have. You know you have it too. It was given to you and you know it will always be with you."
I didn't quite understand and just wanted to wake up! He then said, "Love...go into your heart and into your spirit and look...it is there...see it, acknowledge it because within that Love is your strength and your courage." He then put his hand over my eyes and said "Now sleep".
I awoke immediately. Haven't been able to sleep since...but I did spend some time thinking about what he said and decided his words ring true. So I'm now delivering the message to you all to ponder and decide for yourselves if you think they ring true for you or not.
Now, having said that I want to emphasize that these things we've been discussing for these five plus years are now underway...at least I believe this...so if you're not ready(whatever that means to you), I suggest you all do whatever it is you do to get ready.
