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THE STATE OF CHAOS – PART III

Posted in SPIRITUAL DREAMS, tagged , on July 23, 2010| Leave a Comment »

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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THE STATE OF CHAOS – PART II

Posted in SPIRITUAL DREAMS, tagged , , on May 28, 2010| 1 Comment »

There is a feeling among many in Christian circles that it is the ‘last hour’ and that some pretty big changes are coming.   This feeling is partly a reflection of concern over the levels of evil, sin, despair and chaos in our world.  However, it is also a response to many purported ‘visionaries’ such as ‘Jennifer’  (especially newly released messages I found after preparing this writing) in our time with words of divine warning.

Indeed, change is constant – inevitable.  However, many roll along with the constant drum of life without giving much thought to where it is all going, or that it will all end one day.  Few are those who stop to ponder what awaits at the end of life here on earth.  Many are the distractions and amusements that guarantee we do not have time to stop and think about it.  Who wants to think about death?

For those who take the time to stop and consider the serious questions, though, the rewards are boundless.  Cultivating an appreciation for life, for good, for faith, for God and for neighbour – facing the inevitability of death head on and choosing to live with love in the meantime – is a surefire way to truly live.   The choice to love is with us in each and every moment of every day.  That’s the good news!  Failure in one moment to act with love is inevitably replaced by another opportunity to practice virtue and choose good;  replaced by another moment in which one can say sorry;  replaced by another moment when one can make amends.  And another, and another…Moment after moment pass through our lives like a kaleidoscope – weaving our individual histories.

The bad news is that it is so easy to watch the pretty colours twisting and turning in the kaleidoscope of our lives without reflection on the moments when our choices were not so good;  when our choices were not loving;  when our choices hurt others;  when our choices were downright sinful.  The bad news is that sooner or later the turn of the kaleidoscope is one click away from the last colour shifting into place.  Are you ready for that last frame?

I know that this is a tough reflection.  Brutal in fact.  I have to say though, that I would rather be a little brutal here, while you’re reading this, and have you a little more prepared for your encounter with death and the life to come, than have you blithely marching through the hourglass of your life and have that moment catch you unprepared.  Personally, this reflection fell into place in the kaleidoscope of my life in a more dramatic way because of a vivid dream recently.  I already go to confession – that common (or not so common!) Catholic practice – regularly, but the second dream I will share gave me a little impetus to get myself in there again.  I, personally, do not want the last frame of pretty colour to catch me off guard.

Before I share this theological dream experience, I share with you an older dream that happened to be the next in line for the chronological sharing of disconcerting ‘warning’ type dreams (which will be done under the State of Chaos series)  I have been experiencing over the past several years.  I believe these two, joined together, will give a little impetus to each of you individually to examine your consciences and truly assess your preparedness for your accounting to God of your spiritual journey on earth – your life.

TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 16, 2003 APPROX 3:55 A.M.

Dreamt I was in my childhood home with an old friend from high school.  (Her name means ‘man’).  We heard there was a reunion dance coming in the next few days.  It was last minute and a surprise – very unexpected.

I was eager to go.  I was sitting at the kitchen table talking to my friend – ‘man’, when another couple called to see if I was going.  They wanted my husband and I to go, as well as my friend.  The friends’ names in the dream mean ‘From the Royal Fortress God has been gracious’.  I also wanted everyone to go together to this reunion.  As we were discussing this we heard a noise outside.  At this point I noticed a man was standing in the kitchen with the oven door open.

We all went outside to investigate the noise.  We saw that a special garbage truck had been ordered to remove a huge amount of garbage from my neighbour’s house.  We were very surprised – it was the middle of the night.  This was not a regular garbage pick up.  It had been ordered by a special company to make a special run – in the middle of the night – to remove this garbage.  The truck was piled high after it left my neighbour’s house.  Then we saw the truck drive around the neighbourhood and stop at another neighbour’s house and make a special stop to pick up their garbage, as ordered by a very unusual special order in a sudden way in the middle of the night – catching everyone unprepared.

As the friend (‘man’) and I  wondered at this point why this was being done the dream ended with the following sentence being spoken:

WOE to unrepentant cities!”

Needless to say this dream woke me with quite a start!  Woe!  Unrepentant cities?  It does not take a genius to figure out that this is not good.  So I ask you:  Are you one of those ‘unrepentant cities’?  One does not necessarily have to be Catholic to repent of unloving choices – although I personally believe there are unparalleled graces in the confessional.  Believe deeply that your choices, good and bad, have great meaning and consequence!  Stop now and listen to the uneasiness in your heart that may be lurking underneath your busyness and say sorry to God.  Then pray for the ones you know you have wronged.  It is a powerful way to make amends, even if you cannot personally heal the hurt of the other.

As is customary for me when sitting down to prepare a writing, I begin with prayer.  Especially if I am going to open my bible and choose a passage that ties into the spiritual dream experiences I plan to share.  Today was no different.  To my surprise the first page I opened to had the following passage from John smack in the middle:

Very truly I tell you, the hour is coming, and is now here, when the dead will hear the voice of the Son of God, and those who hear will live.  For just as the Father has life in himself, so he has granted the Son also to have life in himself; and he has given him authority to execute judgement, because he is the Son of Man.  Do not be astonished at this; for the hour is coming when all who are in their graves will hear his voice and will come out – those who have done good, to the resurrection of life, and those who have done evil, to the resurrection of condemnation.  (John 5:  25-29 -Holy Bible NRSV Catholic Edition)

This dream also called to mind the famous words of Jesus from Matthew 24:

But about that day and hour no one knows, neither the angels of heaven, nor the Son, but only the Father.  For as the days of Noah were so will be the coming of the Son of Man.  For as in those days before the flood they were eating and drinking, marrying and giving in marriage, until the day Noah entered the ark, and they knew nothing until the flood came and swept them all away, so too will be the coming of the Son of Man.  Then two will be in the field,; one will be taken and one will be left.  Two women will be grinding meal together; one will be taken and one will be left.  Keep awake therefore, for you do not know on what day your Lord is coming.  But understand this:  if the owner of the house had known in what part of the night the thief was coming, he would have stayed awake and would not have let his house be broken into.  Therefore you also must be ready, for the Son of Man is coming at an unexpected hour.”  (Matthew 24:  36-44 – Holy Bible NRSV Catholic Edition)

 and:

For behold, the day cometh, that shall burn as an oven; and all the proud, and all that do wickedly, shall be stubble: and the day that cometh shall burn them up, saith the LORD of hosts, that it shall leave them neither root nor branch. (Malachi 4:1  – Holy Bible – Webster’s Bible Translation)

And so, without further ado I offer for your discernment a most recent dream experience of God:

FRIDAY MAY 14, 2010 APPROX 4:30 A.M.

I dreamt I was in my parents’ ensuite bathroom in my childhood home.  I was standing in it with a friend.  She wanted to show me a particular new moon which was going to shine bright in the sky at this time – she said that 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 billowing dark 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 usually manufactured that way for privacy. Anyway as I looked I saw a light shine in the sky that I thought was this moon she spoke of, but my attention then was immediately drawn 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/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 that 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 my friend 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 leave you with the bible passage that this dream vision immediately made me think of.  May this reflection be a source of spiritual encouragement and warning for you, in this your time of grace:

Then they will see the Son of Man coming in clouds with great power and glory.  Then he will send out the angels, and gather his elect from the four winds, from the ends of the earth to the ends of heaven…”But about that day or hour no one knows, neither the angels in heaven, nor the Son, but only the Father.  Beware, keep alert; for you do not know when the time will come.  It is like a man going on a journey, when he leaves home and puts his slaves in charge, each with his work, and commands the doorkeeper to be on the watch.  Therefore, keep awake – for you do not know when the master of the house will come, in the evening, or at midnight, or at cockcrow, or at dawn, or else he may find you asleep when he comes suddenly.  And what I say to you I say to all:  Keep awake.”

Karen

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THE FACE OF SATAN – PART XIII

Posted in SPIRITUAL DREAMS, tagged , , , , on March 13, 2010| 1 Comment »

There seems to be a convergence of Catholic prophetic voices with regard to the times we find ourselves in – both with regard to the state of the world, and the state of the church.  One of these prophetic voices is Mark Mallett, a Catholic evangelist in western Canada, whose own blog has been ‘sounding an alarm’ for some time now.

As I am now a regular follower of his writings, I kind of marvel at the timing and convergence of the sharing of my ‘satanic’ experiences (especially the one I will share today and the new series –  The State of Chaos – that will commence with my next posting)  and Mark’s latest publishings.  Of interest particularly is a recent webcast entitled “We Were Warned“  (11 minutes).

After you take a well-spent eleven minutes to watch the above video, you will appreciate the following dream I experienced on November 8, 2008.  To it, I add another dream from January 29, 2009 which includes a message from the late Pope, Pope John Paul II.  The experiences I share today will prime us for the unfolding of several perhaps prophetic dream experiences that may in all seriousness have to do with the future of the church and the world.  This series will be called “The State of Chaos” and its ushering in will end the series we are in – The Face of Satan – though these two series are most likely, in fact, different pictures of the same face.  Read with me:

SATURDAY, NOVEMBER 8, 2008

The Bastion at Glenveagh Castle by PhotographersDirect.com

 Dreamt I was an undercover operative in a major battle (the spiritual one!).  It had to do with the King (Jesus) and a plot against his life.  Those of us who were good and on the King’s side were noticing that our memories weren’t quite as good.  One older man/soldier came up to me in the King’s castle (the church) and said he couldn’t remember things so well.

Another of the soldiers in the battle, who sat to my left, said he knew how the evil people were doing it – affecting us who were truly in the King’s service.  I saw a plate of food prepared by the staff in the King’s castle.  These were supposed to be good and on our side, but in fact they were hidden traitors (freemasons in the church?).  They were on the side of evil and in our midst in the King’s castle.  As I saw this plate of food being prepared for us, the soldier to my left said it was the meals we would eat/be fed/are eating as part of the King’s knights/soldiers.  He referred to what the evil ‘disguised-as-good’ staff were doing as “Lucky Number Slevin” (which is a recently released movie – plot available on Wikipedia).

After he told me this information I realized OH My God(!) – we are being very, very, very slowly and subtly poisoned through the food that whoever prepares the King’s food for the soldiers is – for us, his knights (let me state here emphatically that I do not refer to our current Pope, Pope Benedict, but rather perhaps darker hidden evil forces encamped around him).  I realized the horror of this – that those who were actually kitchen staff/chefs in our own camp of the King were traitors for the evil side and worked against us in this very covert way.  I left the area to go warn the others in my camp.

I went to tell someone in particular who I knew I could trust, but as I did, I was overheard by a woman character in the dream that I thought I could trust (an oriental lady named Sharon).  I realized she was a spy and was spying on us in this King’s camp/side/battle/castle.  She ran to tell the leader of the evil side that I had discovered this poisoning circumstance and then every effort was made to try and stop me from delivering my message.  I was speaking to my Father at some point here.

I ran to my camp to tell them what I had ‘seen’/discovered and as I came into my castle/camp of the King, it changed to the house of my maternal grandmother (realized the symbolism as I was typing this – Mary?).  I saw the good knights and servants of the King in the dining room – we were advancing/preparing for battle against the enemy coming against us – Russians – who were in the living room (didn’t Mark address this very thing in the above video?).  Just as the clash was going to occur in the open meeting area between the dining and living room (church vs world?) I managed to stop the battle (I wish!).  With my voice and witness I somehow enabled both sides to sit down and listen to me and what I knew.

We ended up sitting in a circle of chairs and couches etc. in the living area.  The Russians were mostly to my right and the King’s camp was to my left and I began to exhort them to peace and to recognize the truth that was this:  I said:

Our enemy is not each other!  We battle against forces unseen!  They are hideous and they are very strong!  It is against them in which we must unite!  Our fight is against them – not each other!!!”

Then I told the room of Satan and his demons that I have seen in my dreams (and now you, my readers have seen them too!) and I asked those in the room – particularly the Russians:

Have you not, even one of you, also seen these evil unseen demons that I speak of and know I speak the truth?!!!”

Then a young man on the Russian side, I believe, who said he was a video game designer of ‘Cosmos’ (don’t ask me why), said he had seen one of the demons coming up a hillside and all of a sudden it revealed its’ face to him and it was ‘lava’ (don’t ask me why) – a face of fire and lava.

Then I told him of the satanic creatures I have seen in my dreams – evil demons like giant monsters with scaly skin like lizards and a gigantic set of jaws sharper and stronger than sharks that gnash and clamp with great sharpness and strength, their victims…

Then it occurred to me to invoke the protection of the Precious Blood of Jesus over us all – Russians included, in order to protect us from the evil agents of the real battle – Satan and his demons.  I began to do this as I saw a demon or demons in the air just outside the door of the living room at the front of the house – a door created somehow (by God?)  As I started to say this invocation in prayer, however, God’s spirit came on me and in me and filled me in a most overpowering way and levitated me again.  I spoke God’s words levitated thus – very loudly and powerfully – in front of all gathered, including the Russians, but I don’t remember what I spoke (perhaps this is a good time to remind you of a long message from God already published on this site).

Then to my left I saw a lady stand up as a witness (is it me, another of the prophetic voices of this time or all of us?).  She stood in this circle of people and was one in the King’s camp of people.  She related such a heartfelt story of truth and love!  I forget details, but it had to do with someone she loved dying of cancer (the human race!) and being saved and redeemed (by Jesus of course!).  Her story was quite compelling.  I turned to my right and saw a young, bearded Russian that I thought still wasn’t softening his heart at her witness and I started to exhort again that he take the girl’s witness very seriously, and then I saw him start to cry and he said he had already listened to her and taken her seriously and he said:

 She has softened my heart.”

And then I think it was his character in the dream (the Russian) who said he had had his own vision and I saw it as he described it (or it may have been mine as this third party negotiator/mitigator).  The scene shown next was this:

In advance I saw the head evil agent/man of Satan who was the Chief/Head on the evil side.  I saw him come up against the King’s castle/camp to try to fulfill the intended evil plan to kill the King and his followers (Christians), but his plan did not succeed.  He was seen coming and as he tried to ascend the walls of the fortress (castle), particularly at the Bastion window, he was pushed back – out a window – by the King’s army and he fell to his death on the ground far below and his dead body was seen in advance in this vision and it was broken in a most disfiguring way.  He looked like the actor Jeff Bridges.  He lay on his back as I looked down on him.  Both his legs were broken and twisted at very unnatural angles and he lay in blood, brokenness and death and most of all – defeat!!!

As this ‘advance’ vision was being related in the dream I was witnessing it as a third party and watched the scene unfold myself first-hand.  Then as I lay looking at the dead body of the Head of the evil side a very strange thing happened and this was the most disconcerting moment of the entire dream:  I then saw the body lying in a doorway.  As I looked at his dead body lying thus, all of a sudden the dead body sat up and looked straight at me and Satan in (!) the body said to me, directly, looking right at me, speaking in the most sarcastic, sneering and derisive tone (verbatim):

“YOU saw it all before it happened, didn’t you?!”  (N.B.  I emphasize the ‘you’ and ‘didn’t you’ because these words, in particular, spoken by Satan, were said in a particularly sneering, slow emphasized way!)

I awoke with a most disconcerted, alarmed start and recorded the above immediately.

I leave the discernment of my unusual dreams to others far more knowledgeable than I.  As I have said many times before, I do not understand why I am experiencing many of the things I am.  However, I have done what I thought I should and in fact have been advised to do by my spiritual director in speaking about them and sharing them publicly. 

And now I share with you the short dream which features a message from the late Pope John Paul II.  I believe these two dreams fit together to paint a very clear warning:

THURSDAY, JANUARY 29, 2009

I had a short dream which woke me.  I was in a room or building of some sort.  I saw a scene in front of me from a hidden vantage point (I was like an undercover operative).  I saw in front of me two men sitting in a white oval bathtub half full of water.  Facing me the man on the left was white and naked and was also an undercover operative present on the scene (on my/the good side), while I was hidden.  He sat in the water and looked up at me as he knew I was like a silent camera who could see this.  Beside him in the tub sat a man who I believe was clothed and looked black/dark (the one on the left was white, the one on the right as I faced them both, was dark).  The dark man did not look up.  I did not see his face and he did not know we both (the white man in the tub and I) knew who he was and had him completely under our observation.

The white man then performed a signal/sign while looking up at me.  He raised both his arms out to the side as if on a cross and performed a slight shrug that indicated a redundant question (like it was the obvious truth).  The question/statement that was silently communicated to me regarding the dark man he sat next to was this:

Is he not the murderer?”

Then Pope John Paul II distinctly spoke the following exhortation sentence verbatim, which ended the dream (though I did not see him I knew it was him that spoke these words):

“YOUR SUNDAY VIGIL SHOULD NOT FALL!”

I have to say at this point that, as a new Catholic, I did not know the meaning of Sunday Vigil.  One of my directors advises that the vigil mass refers to the Saturday evening mass for Sunday.  Always a vigil mass speaks of the night before or sometimes we call it the mass of anticipation for Sunday.

Our former Pope’s message from this dream is clear – we are not to allow the fall of this Mass in the coming days – days which indeed may be a divinely permitted State of Chaos.  This coming series on this website will be the sharing of some highly troubling dreams that concern the coming state of the church, and the world.  We have, by the many prophetic voices Mark refers to in the above webcast, been warned.  Perhaps my dreams are another voice on the watchtower of that warning…

Karen

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