John of God dream

[Guest guest]

Dear and friends,

In a dream I found myself (together with some family members) travelling on

dusty roads through Brazil, to visit John of God. There were beautiful green

mountains. We were in a car, and stopped on the way from time to time, to look

at the scenery and the people in villages.

We arrived at the centre, and got out our luggage and went to our rooms. The

rooms were close by; in walking distance. Our group left the rooms and entered

buildings with white corridors. There were many people walking around, and they

were busy with different things; some were reading, writing, and others were

looking at displays that had been set out.

I separated from the others, and I was looking for John of God. He was busy

welcoming people. His hair had gone completely white, like a cloud around his

head, and his eyes had gone very dark. He was wearing white robes, and he was

also very tall. I introduced myself, and at this moment there were no people

around him. He crushed me in his arms in embrace. I was overwhelmed with love

and happiness. Once again he was surrounded by people, and so I left to explore

more of the building.

Far down below I could see there was a temple; a sacred place. It was empty of

people; there were people at the circumference only. It was all built of what

looked like reddish-beige earth. It looked like there was one wall shaped in a

curve, with the one side being open for an entrance.(A bit like an arena) The

wall was built up very high, in steps; and the steps were filled with many

intricate carved figures. They seemed to be mostly animal/bird figures. The

floor of the temple was of the eame earth. There was a humming sound. I put my

hands on the wall, and I could feel powerful vibrations. The humming was coming

from this powerful energy. I felt the energy throbbing through my whole body.

This was wonderful and amazing, and at this moment in the dream I thought that I

must tell this to Stephen. I thought of Chrism's group that will be visiting,

and how amazing it is that I myself am visiting.

Then I found myself standing in the temple area, facing the wall, and I saw

there was a large circle carved in the floor close to the wall on my left. The

circle was full of intricate carvings; I saw a lot of curves. It looked like

writing in curves. Two black birds appeared and they seemed to be moving in slow

motion. They moved to the centre of the circle, and began mating. I was wearing

a loose top and loose pants, not my own clothes, they were like pyjamas. As I

was looking at the birds my pants fell off. I felt so exposed and hurried to

pull them back on. I moved past the circle, to the wall itself. I was looking

for something written. I picked up a statue of a large bird and looked

underneath it,but there was nothing written here. I picked up the next statue;

it was of a flying monkey. The face was sweet and smiling at me, and the wings

were wonderfully detailed in fine filigree work. I turned this over and again

there was nothing written.

I had to go back into the building of people because they were calling me, so I

left my search.

When I woke, I felt so disorientated, as if I was still in Brazil and not in my

home at all. It was such a real experience, as real as my physical reality.

Love, Sandra

[Guest guest]

Thanks for sharing Sandra!

 

I believe there will be another effort to make a trip there again. We'll see!

 

Be well, bradly