Morning of September 14, 2015. Monday.
In this entry I will reflect on a few dreams over a lifetime that had obvious connections relative to my eventual true happiness in life and marriage, even though the symbols and metaphors seem a tad unusual as such in light of how some people view them (and of course greatly depending on who you are and what unique biases you already have).
I will primarily address two curious symbols here; bats and lightning. That probably sounds like an odd combination, but not with the extensive experience I had built upon over the many years. Naturally, some people would associate both with Halloween or “horror” (for example, relevant to a “dark and stormy night”). This is not so with me in the majority of validated cases. As always, if I had followed other people’s beliefs or suggestions about dream interpretation and “set” symbols (especially typical “dream dictionary” rubbish), it would have been disaster (not to mention me remaining passive to other people’s ignorance and thus accomplishing nothing, let alone marrying my dream girl and maintaining a spiritual “security” and level of peace that is impossible to put into words).
Think about what lightning does on a dark night. It goes from above to below. It brings light and brightness in the sky. The light expands. It looks like plant roots. It even looks like the layout of the human nervous system. It brings energy. What often comes with lightning? Thunder, sound, “voice”.
What do bats do? They fly freely from darkness, deep from caves in some cases. They bring a presence from deep within these caves (in even a metaphorical sense). Birds are messengers, and of course so are bats, not necessarily in a negative sense but from a deeper “mystery” (the “unlit” recesses of the mind, for example, or from the unseen or unknown future). Remember that darkness is simply ignorance of the unknown in many cases. How do they travel? By echolocation, also called sonar. How do people, for example, soulmates, communicate at a higher level?
In “My Little Pet Lightning-Bats” from 1970, I have a couple small pet bats and am on my own. They shoot small patterns of lightning out of their mouths. The main environmental feature that the lightning hits is a mailbox. Curiously, my wife’s father caught small bats in a jar when she was very young. She firstly contacted me by mail (having the viable and valid “feeling” she knew me). It is not difficult to sense something is significant here.
In “Not My Fault” (original title in quotes) from 1971, I no longer (as an adult) see the dream’s events as negative in any way. In this well-documented childhood dream I seemed to have a “background” power to control the weather. Lightning strikes a church belfry to the south of my school and burns it down. I tell my mother that it is “not my fault”. I now believe that this dream was metaphorical in eliminating the superstitious nature of both religion (in a mundane impersonal sense, that is, not counting deep spirituality and a genuine connection to the Source) and preaching (and including the idea that dream interpretation by other than the dreamer perhaps being even more superstitious than religion), at least in a worldly sense. Some people seem to “need” religion as relayed from another person’s viewpoint for whatever reason, though which is something I have never been able to understand.
Regarding “Lightning Strikes” from 1985, with very precise precognitive layers (specifically along with thousands of others in this particular thread), lightning also struck a Christian symbol, in this case the cross on Susan R’s necklace. This, along with many other dreams quite specifically “informed” me that Susan R was not compatible with me even though she had been the only one, other than Zsuzsanna, that I could “see” and hear within; both being the only ones who seemed to “carry light” and awareness out of all of humanity, and again, who drew identical, detailed pictures without ever meeting. This dream also opened up the understanding that I would probably have to travel to Australia within ten years or so (which I did in February of 1994).
Looking farther back on my “Patches” dream series from 1969, there were three bats that also became fairies, chickadees, butterflies, and elves at different points. In this dream they resurrected Brenda W (the “stand-in” for my “dream girl” for the most part, even though she did not resemble her to any greater extent and certainly did not have the mixed Roma and Australian accent and heritage). This series held some of the most intense and nostalgic emotions of any dream and had a long-term level of precognition so precise, it is astounding (relating the look of our Cubitis home changing dramatically and in the exact way as seen years prior long after my family moved from Florida - extraordinarily curious).
One of my first dreams about Brenda involved blue lightning emerging from her fingertips. This was me being rebellious at a very early age. I thought Nancy Sinatra’s song was “stay away from lightning, girl” (though eventually to become “stay away from Lightning Girl” - thanks to my mother misunderstanding the lyrics as well - as in a witch who made lightning and personally associated with the song “Windy” by the Association) so naturally I wanted my “dream girl” to actually make lightning (which Brenda, as the “stand-in” in some cases actually did with static electricity later on in real life, but that is quaintly moot), since I always saw the adult world as seriously lacking (and of course, still do). I got so tired of being lied to and bullied by people (often jealous adults) and idiots calling me Chinese or Japanese, who supposedly “knew more” than me. To this day, the last clearer dream about Brenda (just before Zsuzsanna contacted me in real life) involved the same thing (blue lightning from her fingertips), even put out in a hymn-like poem. This was in the blue sun dream that activated the Blue Pearl (facet of the Merkaba) on a stronger level and it has not stopped to this day.