Start of Dream. I am sitting with a group of people. A few feet away from me is a young man maybe in his late 20's, black curly hair, olive complexion. He asks me, why are you so calm considering what you know is going to happen? I look at him and say, because I know who Jesus is and all my trust is in him. I went on to tell him what I knew about Jesus and Heaven. Even though he didn't say anything, I knew he was thinking about what I said. End of Dream

The word came through very loudly. Sorry, no names, no dates, no faces, no places.

Just the word "assassination".

Kelley

I was on a boat with another person.  The boat was perhaps 24 foot, and white.  I was thinking we'd need to haul the boat out of the water soon, as it was November, although the weather and the water were still mild.  The engine was off, and we were observing our surroundings; we seemed to be in a large bay, and other boats were around.  A police boat approached us, and the officer was swarthy, with mustache, in a tan or khaki uniform with wide black belt around the waist and across the chest, with billed cap.  Nationality unclear, perhaps Indian.  He was questioning our presence and wanted us to leave, and I thought to myself that he was perceptive, whereas we were not doing anything illicit at the time, we were planning something for a later date.

Meanwhile a female friend (accomplice?) was swimming towards us and was perhaps 50 yards away.  As we were watching her, a huge current appeared sweeping towards her, almost in an 'X' shape.  The officer yelled at her to swim out of the current, and as we were watching, the current changed shape and became circular and quickly turned in to a whirlpool (maybe couple hundred feet across), taking the swimmer away, and I assume, drowning.  
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Not sure why I chose this intention, but it was to be able to remember my most important past life events.

In my dream, I was in some sort of conference. Many people were discussing what was going to happen. It was noted that the Chinese had discovered the "Hand of God", which was a star that was to pass through the solar system. It was noted that if there was no opposer, it was a negative .26 survival possibility (less than zero), and that there was no chance of creating any technology that could stop this. The opposer would need to be an equally large celestial body. As this was transpiring I woke up thinking "huh, what?".


Notes: "Hand of God" was not referring to a positive or negative as near as I can tell. More like an "act of God" that it was coming. Opposer meant some other sort of celestial body that could pull the star away from the solar system, not in the sense of Satan being some sort of deliverer. I tried to get back into the dream after I woke up, but was unable to. Given the intention I have no idea of when I was at. This didn't seem like a metaphorical dream - this was more of a replay. I haven't seen any planet-X/Niburu stuff recently to be day residue, I've been busy with work.

Trending: thanksgiving interrupted vague alright testing sand women animals sun mess pillar versus loud minute war stuff adventure deep landing woods dear deceased last arguing strong ladder needs title odd weird film pot settle states available stress hiding license does ajax
Waning: always could female bridge shall journal days hope mall club worry okay november story car fri view truck tons sorry yesterday bout cool heart bring daughter tonight class god up flash tongue government wed dream

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And now we finally get the Thanksgiving day residue. Go figure! But what if Thanksgiving is predictive? Big events in the future can show blips in our dreams further out. What if this is predictive for an "Interrupted Thanksgiving" next year?

More "Mess" and more "War" ..... carryover from yesterday's run.

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After the Remote Viewing Dream I woke and when I went back to sleep I saw a very bright light. I am thinking how much I love this light and how much I have missed it. At the same time I am hesitant to allow full access to my Spirit. I am thinking how long it has been since I have been in the light and wonder why now? Once I am fully in the light, I see the outline of faces in my field of vision. They are all alike, small and white.

Start of Dream: I am seeing what looks like a building in a European town. It is on the corner of a row of buildings, each connected, yet different. The building I am looking at has big windows, tan walls with darker colored trim around windows and door. Curtains in all windows and door so you can't see inside.

I am describing out loud what I am seeing. Then I hear, "look inside". I hesitate and decide not to because I don't know enough about remote viewing and I'm not sure I will be able to get out. I have no idea what is inside, it could be another remote viewer who is experienced.

I am now away from the building and someone is talking with me. I don't see my surroundings. This person says, "what did you see inside"? I told them that I did not look inside because I am not a trained Remote Viewer. I went on to say, If you want me to work with you, then I want training and I want to be paid for my time. End of Dream

Afterthoughts: I love exercising my free will.

11/28/2015 AM
no intent
I was reading about Karma earlier in the day.

a lot of confusing things going on in my dream that I can't remember.
As I was waking up I heard "Karma is: You will pay tomorrow for the burger you eat today."

11/29/2015 AM
No intent
again with the confusing stuff. Today's message " Ego is a large balloon that you should not over inflate."

Can't wait to hear what is in store for this morning!

Intention: December news event

Background note: We moved out of state and bought our new home a few months ago from Geoff, who is in the Air Force.
This is my first intentional dream in many many months, given our move and new jobs.

Dream: I dreamed that Geoff, along with a small team of men (perhaps 4), conducted a rescue mission;
I do not recall whether that was within the U.S. or not. They successfully rescued the small group of
people, but Geoff was wounded and died. His family was very distraught, and I can still see his wife
with long blonde hair, running and sobbing.

Possible Interpretation: The dream suggests an Air Force rescue mission, with one of the team members killed with the name of Geoff, Jeff or perhaps George or some other name beginning with G or J.

Copy and pasted from Windy's thread on her EHE, here is my further response, specific to suicides often having a "frightening" experience to tell (if they are given opportunity to return) ... as you will read below, I am not implying, by any means, that all suicides go straight to hell, as many traditional religions believe; however, that is not to say, that suicide is an accepted position within the supernatural realm; suicide is, by its very definition, disruptive to whatever original intention one's life was/is to be:

This is all interesting.  I have both personal and academic experience with suicide: academic by way of reading accounts such as Fenimore and others (she overdosed on drugs, with the intent to kill herself), and personal due to my father's own suicide (he shot himself, shortly after he and my stepmother separated).  The majority of suicides who return most likely will share a "frightening" experience.  Fenimore describes being in hell, this incredibly isolated and lonely place, and all of a sudden, she heard a booming voice, and knew it was God.  God was stern and direct, "WHY DID YOU DO THIS?"  Instantly, she saw her whole life reviewed, all the challenges, and all the missed opportunities to make things better, due to her own depression and unforgiveness.  She had no answer to God; she instantly knew that she had done wrong, taking her life, shortchanging herself and others of what the original span of her life was supposed to be.  It was only when she felt another Presence with her and God, did she feel some hope again.  It was the Redeemer (Christ), who then went to the Father on her behalf and argued her case.  She knew immediately that the Father accepted Christ's judgment completely, in all things.  That was when, she knew that she would be given another chance.

My father's experience was different, and only came to me in a vision at his grave, four months after he died.  I saw him in the apartment that he had recently moved into, alone and abandoned.  (We found out later that he had ordered the gun almost a month ahead, from the moment he knew that his second marriage was falling apart.)  My father had accepted Christ in his twenties, but soon became lost in worldly pursuits, some of which he felt necessary to impress his own father.  He became an alcoholic, leading to my parents' divorce, and only settled down after his second marriage ... for a time.  Now, he was back alone, without a job, a total failure by worldly standards ... and his second wife finally said, "Enough."  (I don't fault her at all.)

In my vision, I saw him lying in his bed, alone in this apartment, the TV on in the distance.  He took the gun, quivered a little, but quickly returned to the intent he had had for at least a month.  He pressed the trigger, and the bullet came out of the gun.  That is when time slowed down in my vision, to the nanosecond.  Obviously, he was going to die; the bullet was aimed right to his temple.  As time slowed, and I could see this moment just before his soul would be leaving his body, I saw that Christ was right there in front of him.  Christ knew the pain, the loneliness, and saw my father's regret over doing this final act, which would be irreversible.  Somehow, my father remembered his earlier spiritual commitment; I could tell he looked to Christ and had to accept now whatever fate he was given.  Christ looked at my father with sympathy, and simply said:

"Rick, come home."

And that was that ... LOVE brought him home.  A love that he never felt his whole life from this world.  Only a supernatural love ... from where we all came.