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I’m outside a large house on big grounds getting ready for some sort of ceremony. I was given a canupa that had not been smoked before to smoke. I carry it over to a place outside and sit down and Robert is there sitting on a felled tree base. I look into the bowl and there’s a plug in it that I’m ready to take out and smoke and someone asks me to help them do something so I ask Robert if he would hold the canupa for me. He agrees and I hand it to him and walk toward the house. Things get fuzzy after that.

Looking inquisiteively at the bowl and seeing the plug in it. I’m preparing for something.

As usual I’m called away from the task at hand to do another task, adding onto the list of things that need to be done.

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I’m standing in house. There are a number of people there. I think I’m near a pool table and standing to my left is John. Another man is standing to my right. John isn’t looking right tho he looks about 30 years younger. He shrinks down to the floor. I ask him if I can do some healing work for him and he agrees.

Concerned

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I’m sitting a dining room table and Ralph is sitting across from me. He’s holding a chrome-plated butterfly knife and he’s twirling it in his hand. He’s very adept at this which baffles me. I’m holding two desk of old cards and I’m shuffling them. Gil is standing to my right between Ralph and I, and we’re chatting. I look directly to my right at a doorway to a kitchen. John and Ron are in there talking and coming toward me. I continue shuffling.

Odd, really not sure about this one as it doesn’t make sense. Ralph with the knife is incongruent.

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I’m going to a sweat. I don’t know who’s pouring. Pretty sure I’m with Mel and we’ve arrived kind of late so we’ve gotten in line at the end. Tommy walks up and he’s complaining in a 50% joking way that we’re late. He’s older and gone a bit grayer. He gets in line behind and there’s a couple of people still in front of us. Most everyone else is in the lodge already.

Tommy all the sudden grabs his chest and starts sinking to the ground. I help him down so he doesn’t fall. He lays down at the edge of a building with his back to me. He’s stopped breathing. I lay down behind him and put my hand on his back in his heart area and ask one of my healing spirits to come and help him. Suddenly Tommy lets out a big gasp and starts breathing again. He turns onto his back and I put my hand on his chest and ask the spirit to finish anything that needs to be done.

Tommy sits up. The two people in front of us and maybe Mel? help him back to the house. I walk over to a spot and take off my shirt and prepare for the lodge. When I turn around, the door is closed. I crawl up to the lower right corner of the door and kind of paw at it the way I would to a bear tipi to ask for permission to enter. The water pourer says the door is already closed but whoever was catching stones tells him it’s Sean and they let me in.

The inside of the lodge has a lot of people in it and it’s a really large lodge. There’s a golden glow inside and there are chanli whopakta hanging from the center, but there are no stones and no pit. There’s no where to sit and I lay down in the center of the lodge, and I wake up.

Exhilarating and relieving

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I’m a partly Native American and partly European man, very large in size and stature. I’m being led to different tribes who accept me and share important things about the tribe with me. It’s almost as though I’m very mixed blood between at least 5-6 tribes. There are things I need to know.

I’m in a small town and there’s a large station that has gas, an indoor/outdoor cafe, garage, and store. The thing that’s highly unusual about it is that the tools, the lubricants, and other things aren’t behind lock and key. They’re exposed as if you were a neighbor, you could just come up and use the things. Everything is also very clean and feels friendly. The place is called “Unocal”, and I see the 76 symbol, but I also see the Pegasus from Mobil oil. The openness of it all is very striking.

I’m getting into the back seat of a classic small-size sedan. It’s tan inside and out, probably European, with a bit of chrome in all the right places. There are a couple guys standing nearby, looking a bit morose. Georgia is in the driver’s seat. There’s another woman in the passenger seat. Georgia turns and hands me a large manilla envelope. Inside is a ring 8-10″ in. diameter with about 10 or so keys on it. The keys are all different sizes and colors. She tells me that she took from the office so that I could have them. It feels like a big responsibility and I wonder if I’m capable of utilizing them.

I ask Georgia how she explains NOS to people, and how her definition may change depending on the person. She tells me that’s a good question. She starts up the car and the doors close and she takes off. I ask if she realizes that my car is back behind us and she affirms that she does. She’s driving through a forest and there seem to be faery villages and lots of beautifully colored flowers. The car meanders through the trees and onto a road.

At this point I’m awakened by a hand on my shoulder. I was working the dream but could only go in reverse and recap at this point. I was a little nervous, and little curious, and a little unsure.

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I’m with Cheryl in some sort of large room or cavern. A bear cub that’s silvery jumps on Cheryl’s shoulders and puts its arms around her head. It’s not in a malicious way, but in a kind of endearing way. Then another cub approaches me and it’s half man, half bear. I study it’s features and I don’t know what to make of it because it’s a little strange. But the cub is nice and nuzzles up to me.

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I’m with Inna. She has cancer somewhere in her chest. I start channeling a huge amount of healing energy into her chest. The dream is potent because I can feel the energy. It’s not a normal dream. It has that same electrical/magnetic feeling as the dream with the wizard when I was younger. There’s another man there and he’s letting me know that there’s more work to be done. There’s an entity of some sort and I start moving energy toward him and her at the same time. But it gets more complicated and the energy isn’t as pure, but requires thought or mind, and to make decisions.

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I’m with a young man in a convertible. I think it’s a red Fiat Spyder. Were at a bay hanging out new the ocean. There’s a large dome-like island rising up at the shore and there are homes on it. We decide we want to drive up it and found a nice lookout. We drive to an intersection, turn left, and proceed up the road. In the middle of the road is large board with a hinge and two wheels. It appears to have fallen off a work truck. I ask the guy to pull over so I can get it out of the road. Someone drives down the road and drives around it. I reflect on how lazy people are.

I move the object off the road but there isn’t anywhere to really put it. I’m in someone’s driveway noticing their beautiful flowers. An elderly woman comes out and starts talking with me and I tell her what I’m doing and the dilemma of where to put it. Then a younger woman comes out to chat as I notice the front of the building is an aquarium shop. It’s very beautiful and colorful.

I drive off with the guy to a little village and a gas station. An older man asks us where we’re headed and I tell him to a lookup. Somewhere along the journey and remember that I’ve been here before. It’s like constant deja-vu. The man starts to describe the lookup up ahead as Devil’s something or other, and I tell the man that I know where it is, that I’ve been there before. I can’t really drop in the memory, only the visage of the memory.

Pretty, feels good, up-scale, memories, deja-vu.

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Magicians are performing magic tricks for me. There’s no specific tricks or magic, but this dream goes on for hours. I wake and sleep back into the dreams for probably 3-4 hours.

Mars / Venus are in the night sky meeting. Venus going to the underworld, Mars arising from the underworld.

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I’m in a room with a group of people. It’s dimly lit, kind of reddish. There’s a group of people there who are adepts from different tribes or groups, trying to develop extra-sensory abilities, or craft abilities. There’s a young lady in the group who’s exhibiting very advanced abilities to “see” psychically. My own ability comes to the fore and everyone realizes that I’m really good at this. Then, this etheric body of an eagle swoops through the room. Everyone is a really startled but I get this message that we need to go outside. I walk out into a yard and over to a freeway at the back of the property where there’s some construction going on. I climb up the rubble of the construction and there’s the eagle, bound up in locks and chains. I use my power to free it. The group of people is astounded at what’s happening.

Freedom, Powers, Accomplishment, Difficulty

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