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THE STATE OF CHAOS – PART V

November 1, 2010 by Karen Bourgon

 

As I look out my window today while I sit to commence this writing, I see a snow covered blanket across my lawn where leaves should be.  I cannot remember a time when we went Trick or Treating in the snow…It seems that even nature is in a state of confusion.

It brought to mind words I read just yesterday from a purported visionary, known only as Jennifer:

9/16/10
7:25 PM

My child, I say to My children do you not hear the voice of your Shepherd? Do you not witness the call for My people from your King that it is time to repent? Take heed and see the cries of nature. The birds are crying out, the seas rage with great justice, that are only being held back by the hand of mercy. The earth is crying out, the wounds of your King are bleeding and the morals of My children have been diminished.

I have called My faithful to this time of adoration so that I may prepare your hearts in a greater way. So that you can remove yourself for one hour from the outside world and bring your soul into a time of peace. OH! if only the world would come before their King as you do My faithful ones.

It is through the Eucharist that humanity can begin to heal. Come My children not just for five days rather come before Me as often as you can for you only gain greater merit. You unite yourself to My agony in the garden. You console Me and My wounds begin to heal.

Pray today for the world that is soon to be shaken. Pray for those who fail to recognize My true presence in the tabernacle. Pray for hearts to be softened, souls to awaken to the truth and for My light to shine forth from you in a greater way. Allow Me to be a presence in your home, and in turn you will come to the home that I have prepared for you in heaven. Now go forth for I am Jesus and be at peace for My mercy and justice will prevail. Jesus to visionary Jennifer

It was a month before I read these words that I dreamt the following:

First Friday, October 1, 2010

I dreamt that ‘the mark of Christ is going to be placed over all doors of those who are God’s – serving God, and then just the simple word:  “Deuteronomy”.

When I look at these two things side by side, one line of the message through Jennifer stands out most starkly:

Pray today for the world that is soon to be shaken.

  My previous writing shares the pre-warning dreams I had regarding the Indian Ocean Tsunami.  And now we are hearing about another in Indonesia.  My heart has been in rigorous training and preparation for the past ten years by our Beloved Lord and my Holy Father and His spirit.  For ten years now I have been ‘seeing’ certain things ahead of time and laying in wait and preparedness for more yet to come – and yet I know not fully ‘what’.  But Oh, how grateful I am that I have heeded and have been prepared…not just for myself and my family, but for the many I wish to aid through my prayers, witness and this website.  It is no accident that this latest writing series is labelled ‘The State of Chaos‘.  Already many areas of the world are in this state and if many of the things I have experienced in the dream state come to pass, this state will encompass the world.

I call out again the sound of warning:  God is not happy with our sin!  It is as plain and as simple as that.  YOU have the power to change this.  You have the power to change your life.  You have the power to help others change theirs!  What are you waiting for?  I tell you, there is not much time left to prepare.  Heed my witness while there is still time.  The hand of mercy is indeed delaying many chastisements that we deserve for the unloving acts we have committed over the years.  I think, however, that this time is about to end.  In that vein, I share again with you the following, with the end part of the dream included:

FRIDAY, MAY 14, 2010 approx 4:30 a.m.

I dreamt I was in my parent’s ensuite bathroom in my childhood home of Heart’s Desire.  I was standing in it with a character named Tammy (which means ‘perfection’).  This character wanted to show me a particular new moon that was going to shine bright in the sky at this time.  She said it was going to be able to be seen with the naked eye.  She handed me a round magnifying glass to look through the bathroom window.  She said to follow a pattern of stars to find it in the sky, which was full of dark, billowing clouds.

I took the magnifying glass and looked carefully through the window.  It was a little harder than looking through a regular window as it was one of those clouded or mottled bathroom windows – you know how they are manufactured that way for privacy.  Anyway, as I looked, I saw a light shine in the sky that I thought was the moon that she spoke of, but my attention was then drawn immediately and powerfully to the billowing dark clouds.

I could see they were taking on a form or shape.  I could see one hand form – the right one first – and then the second – the left.  They were God’s hands.  I recognized them immediately with great joy.  They faced me and the earth and they were extended together toward the earth.  I could only see the hands and a little of each forearm.  They were formed out of dark cloud and they all of a sudden opened and closed in a beckoning, come forth (come here or come) motion.

As soon as they did this the vision changed and God’s hands disappeared and the still dark clouds parted.  As this happened Jesus leapt forth from their midst – very eagerly – coming (almost running!) on/in the clouds – as if He was made of or part of the clouds.  He was so eager!  So swift!  He leapt forth with great speed and eagerness as if He had been being held back, but no more.  He was dressed in a long robe and His long, flowing, straight hair swung free.

This part of the dream was so vivid I have to say it appeared as if He almost ran out of the clouds toward the earth as if He had been being held back by some force and now that God’s hands had done what they did it was His moment to spring free/forth to the earth.  He had, by the way He appeared, been most eagerly poised and ready for this moment, and now that it had come, He sprang forth with such pent-up energy and swiftness it was almost like a spring shot that He darted forth toward the earth!

Then after He leapt from the clouds toward the earth, He was immediately followed by a succession of the original Apostles.  I do not know in which order they leapt forth as I saw them following Jesus, but I KNEW it was the first Apostles of Jesus.  I only knew the last one as he leapt out of the clouds also (they also all seemed formed of these dark clouds).  The last one to leap forth was Peter.  As soon as he leapt forth from the clouds toward the earth and was in our sky he/his face turned to stone/rock for some reason.

I turned back excitedly to Tammy and told her that I had seen much more than the new brightly shining moon:

I saw God’s hands!!!

 I was so overjoyed!!!  My heart leapt as well at the vision I had seen.

I then turned to the bedroom/house.  I saw in dismay (and it became a different house but I know not whose) that a Yorkshire dog had been ill and vomited all over.  I was going to help clean the mess, but I knew it was more important to go record my vision first, so I grabbed whatever was handy first to write on (while in the dream) so that I could record the vision.  I recorded it on cards with small ivory shaped porcelain symbols like angels wings.  I arranged the symbols on the cards that recorded the vision so that I could remember it and re-tell it accurately.  I had to be very careful to keep the symbols in their proper place on the paper so that the message would be accurate and I did so.

Then at least one man came in the room who was like a rock star.  I believe other men were with him.  He had come into the bedroom looking for food and I saw him put his plate on the dresser near my vision message.  I wondered why on earth he was looking for food in the bedroom when he should have been looking for it in the proper place – the kitchen.  The other men with him were making the same error.  He was in danger of knocking my message by knocking the dresser it sat on as he went about his actions in the bedroom.  I had to exhort him not to damage the vision message as I had recorded it on those papers with the symbols, because if he did the message would not be accurate as it had been relayed to me.

He was ill, this rock star, and then dropped something on the floor.  I insisted he get himself into the bathroom.  I said ‘if you’re ill and sick you need to be in the proper place – the bathroom!’  I managed to ge the man away from the dresser and his search for food in the wrong place of the bedroom (and my message and the possibility of damaging it) and into the ensuite bathroom because he was ill and that was where he truly needed to be.

Then I turned to go clean the mess, but I saw it had been cleaned already.  I asked Tammy (which means perfection) and she had done it.  I was very grateful.  I took a vacuum and tried to clean up the rest of the debris, but was unable.  Someone told me that the vacuum was too chock full of garbage and filth and now had to be emptied out and the filter cleaned.  I removed it and brought it into the ensuite bathroom to clean it (where the rock star man still sat).  I began to empty the vacuum filter into a garbage bag, but to my surprise a whole horde of Christmas tree needles fell out first – many of them falling in a messy heap on the bathroom floor.  I cleaned them up and put them in the toilet.  The rock star man just looked at me as he sat back – a little stupefied.

I then saw next to the toilet a small white garbage can.  It was empty, but beside it was a small to moderate size pile of used condoms (of all things!).  They were of varying sizes.  I was shocked (as you can imagine) and wondered why they were there and whose they were.  A woman named Laurel (Laurel was an ancient emblem of victory) said they belonged to a certain group of people (I do not remember what group but she was a nurse and they had been ill).  It was their pile of used condoms.  As I looked, though, it appeared they had been washed completely and fully clean, but I know they were used. 

The rock star man just sat in this bathroom and watched me as this all unfolded before him, sitting back on the bathroom floor in mild shock, docility and somehow in a posture and attitude of submission and humility, but where he needed to be.  Then the dream ended.

I am the last person in the world who would dare to comment on the dream symbolism in the last segment of the above dream, but I think it speaks quite loudly and clearly itself:  With what are you seeking to feed yourself?   I say to you that though you may not understand it, the food that your soul truly needs – all of you – is the food of the Eucharist.  I repeat again what Jesus says through Jennifer above:

It is through the Eucharist that humanity can begin to heal.

I have noticed the symbolism in many instances in dream experiences and can offer that generally the use of the washroom symbolizes the need to be cleansed and particularly the sacrament of reconciliation (confession), in order to attain the state that God desires for you – perfection.  Witness again Jesus’s words from above:

Do you not witness the call for My people from your King that it is time to repent?

Enough said.  I close with a segment of a dream experience that succinctly sums up my mission:

Flophouse by Edward Millman

THURSDAY, JANUARY 20, 2005

Dreamt I found I had been somehow relegated to a flophouse.  I was in a seedy area of downtown with the seediest of society.  I wandered the streets and was with no-one.  I wondered how I got there as I was not like the people that lived there – junkies, prostitutes, slum ghetto people.  I tried to cross the street, but as I did two busses almost collided with each other and as one went around the one colliding with him he almost hit me and didn’t even care.  I had to jump to the sidewalk out of his crazy path.  Many people teemed the streets – it was in chaos everywhere…

I entered a flophouse and climbed the stairs.  I passed through stairs with open urinals and toilets at each landing, with seedy looking men using them – desperate men living in bleak nothingness and filth.  I came to near the top.  Many people sat together at tables in this common room.  It was dingy, filthy, full of dust and cobwebs and seedy people.  The building was decrepit and decaying – I wondered how it still held and stood without collapsing (this society).  It was in such disrepair.  A bunch of people gathered at a table to play cards.  They were trying to make conviviality in this dismal place.  I could not believe the sad place I saw.  These people were living in decay – the lowest of society.

They played a game while I watched from a corner.  The game piece they were playing with rolled off the table several times – I think it was a round piece of bread – I cautioned them not to be so careless – there were circular tube holes in the floor.  Soon enough their game piece rolled down a tube and their fun was gone.  Then food and wine came out – tall bottles I think and they ate and drank.  All the time watching this I struggled to survive.  I had been left here by someone to prepare for my role.  Much time went by.  I had been changed while living here – immensely changed on the inside.  The play directors and producers came to collect me as it was time for me to do the dress rehearsal of the play.  The time of my character building was at an end.  I came to the stage (this website?) and we ran through the lines.  My heart was so completely overrun with such huge emotion from my experiences.  I was SO CHANGED.  Every time my line came up and especially my lines at the end of the play where Shakespeare had written things about God and man, I cried with great depth of emotion.  I was not acting the lines – I was living fully every word I spoke. 

I finished my lines with such ardour and emotion.  I could not speak them without crying as they had to do with Jesus’s coming and the state he would find man in.  My mouth cried the words with burning tears – I lived the words – they were so me I did not know where the words left off and I began.  A break was then called for dinner.  I watched all these people as they all sat down at a table and started chattering about nothing, passing around large plates of food and drink and discussing worldly things.  I was crying for them and urging them:

Look at what you’re doing!  You’re living oblivious in this world! (to the things of the spirit)

I then repeated the last lines of the play that I had been given.  I was CRYING for their souls.  I don’t remember any of the other lines, but the very last, which I awoke to speak aloud (in the dream to all these people gathered in front of me):

SEEK YE FIRST THE KINGDOM OF GOD!

Karen

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THE STATE OF CHAOS – PART IV

September 24, 2010 by Karen Bourgon

 

In the long overdue continuation of The State of Chaos Series,  I share with you today a vivid dream experience I had only a little over a month before the horrible trajedy of the Indian Ocean tsunami.  It, coupled with a few other dreams, came together for me in a very compelling way as I witnessed in horror, along with the rest of the world, the great devastation this event in our history caused.  One of the other dreams around this time had to do with an earthquake and I knew it was connected to water.  At the time I wondered what on earth water would have to do with an earthquake.  Unfortunately it wasn’t long before I realized the connection…

I am the first one to say that I don’t really know why I have experienced these disturbing, sometimes prophetic dreams, but I will continue to share these with you as I believe it is  prudent for me to continue to sound the warning to clean up our lives and believe in and choose God – a warning that is coming from God through many avenues these days, for those with ears to hear:

Sunday, November 7, 2004

Dreamt I went south for a holiday.  I was walking on a wharf that somehow had an inn or hotel rooms which were starting to be flooded and under water.  The water had not flooded out the ability to live there, but the tide was rising – flooding was occurring everywhere and it was time to evacuate.  As this was determined all of a sudden as I looked North a floodgate was removed and water came rushing down from North to South in a huge way.  I started to head North for refuge.

Then I was shown a map of the world.  All the lower hemisphere or lower half of every country was filled in with red colour and the top half was white.  The bottom red half denoted where flooding was and in turn death and destruction.  The top half of each country which was white denoted life.  It appeared as if half of every country or its population had been destroyed by this flood.  Then someone said ‘watch what that flooding and destruction does to the wind – meaning the wind would come to almost a complete halt.

I was shown at this point God’s fury.  I was shown His great anger and chastisement of the world.  Then I wondered where there would be safe refuge because people were hastily evacuating north, but the people north were trying to move south or down because of some other damage there (not flooding).  In other words there was no safe place to run from what was besetting the world.  Then a line I know from “The Apostolate of Holy Motherhood” went through my head (Mary’s words).  They were:

Don’t worry, my children who are living the proper life.  You will be spared.”

Then the dream changed again.  I was trying to fix and hold in place wood stairs so that children (the ones fleeing the destruction) could climb to safety to this higher ground in some barn or loft.  It appeared to be the loft of a barn, but a safe, clean, dry, white one in good condition.  However, the upper last stairs were all rotted through and breaking from previous damage and were crumbling.  It was not going to be safe anymore to climb, but because of catastrophes hitting the earth, people were now panicking and running up these stairs (rather last minute I might add) for refuge and safety.

I was at the top of the stairs – lying facedown with my arms overhead across the last few wood planks or stairs that were rotting through.  I was holding the stairs together and trying to secure them with my bare hands and my body acted as a bridge, so that children could continue to climb to safety, but I was nearing the end of being able to hold the rotted wood stairs and nails together (who isn’t feeling tired and worn out these days in this spiritual battle?  I’m hearing this from fellow Christians on many sides).

I yelled out to Man to bring his tools and wood to come build some new safe stairs.  Man came from another room and said angrily:

 “Don’t bother me with this stupid stuff now – I’m sleeping!”

(Indeed many are spiritually asleep and probably not happy with me for sounding an alarm to try to wake them up…)  But I yelled back to Man:

But you must!  The stairs cannot hold out any longer – children/people will die when the stairs finally give way and they will fall to their death!”

Man was still furious at his sleep interruption and my bothering him for something he considered unimportant.  So I called to others to bring me wood, saw, pencil, nails and I was going to build three new stairs and nail them in place – all while I lay in the stairway using my body as a bridge.  YOU CANNOT BELIEVE THE DETERMINATION.  And the thing was I was going to be able to do this thing that seemed impossible.  I was just going to do what needed to be done – even if others were ignoring the danger and urgency and belittling me and treating me badly for calling out the alarm…

And so I am lying in the gap with this website – calling out to others to come with their tools (prayer, rosaries, sacrifices, masses, love for neighbour) and aid this spiritual battle for souls.  Believe in God’s existence!  Believe in heaven!  This is not your homeland!  Start praying for your fellow man once you yourself have woken up and turned your life around for good.  Be another bridge for souls to come into God’s barn…I myself am very grateful for the suffering and prayers of others that led to my conversion ten years ago.  The rest of my life will be spent being a major domino in the chain.  I know it must be hard to read these writings of mine and see a little with the eyes that I see God and times with.  However I am just an extension of the arm of God that beckons you to wake up and beckons you home…

Til next time, God bless you all!

Karen

 

 

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THE STATE OF CHAOS – PART III

July 23, 2010 by Karen Bourgon

In the continuation of this series, The State of Chaos, I will gradually share with you many disturbing theological dreams that I have experienced over the years.  I offer them for your discernment.  Even if they do nothing but spur you on to greater personal holiness, they will have done much.  If, on the other hand, they assist in your preparedness for changing days which many believe lie ahead of us, so much the better.

Anyone who has followed the writings on this website over the past year and a half  will already know that I myself wonder at the many vivid spiritual dreams I have been experiencing and truly wonder what it all means.  As I have grown on the spiritual path these past ten years I realize that the more I experience, the more I recognize I really know very little.  However, I have been advised by my Spiritual Director to share these experiences and occasionally ‘divine words’ as a service to witness and to help others to appreciate and grow in their own personal spiritual development.

The biggest thing I could say to you as I share these experiences over the coming months is to ask you to truly stop for a moment and consider what your spiritual life is like right now.  Do you even have one?  No matter what comes, attending to it seriously will serve you well for every day of the rest of your life, and your preparedness for the next life.

As a little impetus to start waking up spiritually, I offer three more vivid theological dream experiences, chronologically; the third ending with a message:

THURSDAY, OCTOBER 23, 2003

I dreamt that my in-laws were coming to visit.  As I walked in my kitchen in my home I wondered why the curtain was closed, even though it was daytime.  I opened it and saw why.  Someone had shut it so that I wouldn’t see and worry about what I saw.  I saw instead of the daylight that should have been there, that it was like night outside.  I looked up and realized there was a huge Star of David in the sky made up of stars.  I was shocked.  I ran to someone else in the house and asked what they made of this vision in the sky – what it meant.  The answer was “The Day of God’s Judgement.”

I went back to the kitchen door again and looked out.  The Star of David was still in the sky.  It was huge and unmistakable as the jewish symbol – The Star of David.  I recognized it instantly for what it was.  I stepped out on the back porch and looked up as I thought it was going to snow, but instead it began to rain down fire hailstones.  I said “We all have to get inside”.  I went to look out the front of the home and the star could be seen there as well – it was that big.  I started to prepare and began praying my rosary, asking particularly for Mary’s intercession for others to be more prepared.  I wasn’t overly afraid in the dream, but I was thanking God over and over again in great gratitude that He had led me to Him.

I couldn’t believe it.  The great and terrible Day of the Lord’s justice was here!  – On a regular day while we were all just going about our normal lives – very unexpected…

This dream left me very disturbed as it was extremely vivid and detailed.  Many times these theological dreams I share with you are very unlike will-o-the-wisp regular dreams – where you can hardly even remember what you dreamt about.  These are full, vivid, detailed – even containing verbatim messages.  It is these that I pay particular attention to.  I have a feeling it is not just my own personal power that is assisting me in remembering these types of spiritual dreams…And so I share with you another in a similar vein from a month later:

 

FRIDAY NOVEMBER 28, 2003

I dreamt I was in my home with my family.  I heard the news that Pope John Paul II had died.  I said to myself “God has taken him home – he has completed his mission”.  Then my father came to visit.  We started discussing the pope but I said very little because I wondered how long it would be before the signs in the sky started appearing.

All of a sudden, even though it was morning, darkness rolled over the sky and it became like night.  My family started to wonder what the heck was going on.  I could FINALLY speak because I had been expecting this.  I said “It’s starting”.  They asked “What?”  I said something about God’s coming – end times.  I picked up rosaries and handed them to people.  I said “We must pray the rosary”.  Then I said that there were going to be signs in the sky – a cross or a Star of David.  Inside I was thinking ‘wow, God didn’t waste any time after the death of Pope JP II to start the signs of the end times.

I then went to check on my children and make sure they were safe and cared for.  I told everyone to particularly look out for their children.  I put down the rosary and I walked with my family to the back porch.  I looked in the sky and saw God was moving the winds and the stars and He formed a circle in the sky – it looked like He was assembling the 12 signs of the zodiac and in the centre was the Hanukkah candle.  I looked up to God and said “What are you doing?!”  Then I yelled that I loved Him.  I didn’t care that everyone saw now my inner intimate childlike relationship with God.  I wasn’t afraid of what was going to happen, but I didn’t know what God was doing – the signs were not as I expected them.

Then my family and I went out into the street.  People everywhere were piling out of their homes to the street in confusion, looking up.  All were wondering what was happening.  I said to my family, because they asked:  “The only ones who are going to know what’s going on are those who actually read their bibles!”  I was prepared (as much as you can be for that!).  People started coming to me for guidance.

And without further ado I share with you an extremely vivid, powerful experience of God that came a while later – this time with a message:

SATURDAY, AUGUST 14, 2004

The dream began with a fuzzy feeling that had something to do with being in the neighbourhood of Heart’s Desire.

Then I dreamt that I was thrown back paralyzed and I was lifted in spirit in a swirling vortex of shining white letters that looked like an alphabet swirl made of shiny alphabet star-like letters.  It was like I was being lifted up with or among the letters, swirling around in a centrifical motion upward.

I asked what these letters were.  They were all the letters ever spoken/made.  Then I came to an opening into high space out of the centre of this vortex and I was hurtling through galaxies and systems.  I came closer to a light and expected to see God.  Instead I saw many swirling high winds/black tornadoes (maybe 5 or more).  They were spinning and hurtling at high velocity and they spoke (very loudly, firmly and sternly) and said:

NO MORE!!! THE TIME HAS COME!  NO MORE BAD THINGS ARE TO BE DONE ON THE EARTH!  THE TIME FOR BAD THINGS TO BE DONE ON THE EARTH HAS COME TO AN END!!! (the last sentence was harder to remember – how often is it you get dictated messages in a dream???! – but I have typed it exactly as I recorded it upon waking).

(I could particularly feel my mouth hanging open very wide and rigid before I was lifted up in these swirling alphabet letters that seemed to swim in a swirling vortex around me as I rose in the centre of them.  I was lifted very, very high and very far away at extremely great speed.)  I was lowered back to my body immediately after the words were spoken to me – just like that – boom – with no backward travel.

When I brought this dream to my spiritual director and inquired about the symbolism of the shining white alphabet letters he remarked that it symbolizes God as the Alpha and the Omega.

If I was a betting woman I would say it would be best to prepare yourself spiritually so that you are more prepared to meet God than you are today.  In the end, the choice is yours.  All I can do is stand as a witness to the truth of God as I have experienced it.  I am very glad I am here, knowing what I know, and not in the place of spiritual slumber that I was in in earlier days.  Whatever comes I personally plan to try and take another step forward in spiritual growth and holiness with every day that I am given.  Even if that means I come to a ripe old age and pass peacefully in my sleep, at the very least it will have led me to be a better neighbour along the way to everyone I met!

‘Til next time.  God bless!

Karen

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