Tag: spiritual awakening

We do not know anything if we lose it. If we find it, we become ourselves again. Who is she?

She is hidden. She is veiled. Known only by the one who is worthy. This poetic revelation invites us to meet the mystery called Wisdom the Spirit who awakens dreamers and divides the faithful from the faint. Who will follow her flight?

Her name is wisdom. She is hidden, dressed in white. She is pure and veiled. She is known only by the one worthy to rest with her. The past, the body, the world, and the animal are sacrificed at the altar during the ceremony called life. The breath of life flows from her wings, awakening the dreamers. Her children are drawn towards the source of her flight, and the others are blown away by it. Who can find her, who can let go, who can move forward into the winds, watching many fall away. Who has the faith to complete their journey? Who will surrender everything seen for what is unseen and not known until it is given? Who will come back after the wedding? Who will attend and who will refuse?

Unlocking Your True Name: Messages from Beyond

In a dream of light, I stood before two angels as they opened the Book and told me to write my new name. But the name was already there etched in gold and glowing with the stars. I learned the hard way: God’s messengers are sent for our good. We must listen.

I was up in heaven, everything was white and light and made out of light. I was standing in front of a stage with two angels staring at me, and standing behind a podium, they were talking to each other and talking to me. 

They said what took you so long, you had only this one thing holding you up? They said it as if it should have been so easy. They said for so long, only this one thing kept you from here.

I responded while shrugging my shoulders,” No one taught me.” At that time, they opened the book and said, Here, write in it your new name, and the name that you will be baptized in. 

They spun the podium around to face me, and there was a white tablet there with a name already written. The name was engraved in gold and light, and it shimmered like it held the stars of the sky inside of it within the letters. It was two names hyphenated like Hebrew, written in an ancient language. 

 

Dream from 10-07-2017

A divine scene rendered in glowing white light, with a central radiant stage. Two serene angels with outspread wings stand behind a translucent, shimmering podium. A human figure faces a large glowing book or tablet, in the act of signing their name with a glowing pen or fingertip. The signature is written in golden, starlit letters that shine as they form. The entire space glows with a celestial calm, creating a sense of reverent stillness and holy significance.

Personal Reflections of the Dream:

I had to learn on my own, I was stubborn. I didn’t listen to the teachers that he kept sending me. I still sought God. However, I refused to listen. He sent the plagues to me to teach me because it is the only way I would listen. Maybe it’s the only way I was wired to listen, but either way. The people need to listen to those whom God has appointed over them, including pastors, church members, and ministering angels. They have been given the word to make straight the way of the Lord. This allows us to follow. We can listen and learn from them through their preaching.

A Mansion by the Shore: Dream Encounter with an Angel and the Coming Light

“The property was vast mansions by the sea, forests guarded by lions, rivers flowing through courtyards of fountains and sand like snow. It was our home. But then I saw myself from above, standing beside an angel as my lungs were removed for something new. I watched destruction fall from the sky. And while others stood in fear, I walked the path it carved reversing its ruin step by step. When I spoke, they believed.”

A dream? A message? A glimpse of what’s to come?

This was more than sleep.
It was instruction, restoration, and revelation.

Dream from 06-07-2020

The property was huge. Along the beach, one mansion after another, each one was inside a larger university, and all grouped together around courtyards of giant fountains, gardens, rivers, pools of pure water, and sand like snow, surrounding forests and pastures. The sheep dogs were bred together and watched over by lions. Tigers watched over the land and the trees and came into being with whoever would walk with them. The cattle were kept as meat for the ones who didn’t live here. This was our home.

Same sleep, different dream

I was standing over my body with an angel discussing the function and capacity of my lungs while I was being disassembled for construction. Then he showed me, after I was done identifying and describing my experience, and there were other watchers paying attention to us, he showed me a new pair, he’s replacing the old.

There was a path of destruction that came from the sky, I walked towards it, no one else would they were all scared of the path, they knew if they went near they’d be a part of it, it was supposed to stand as a monument. As I walked from its ending to its beginning, I reversed it all in the sight of many people, and they all believed my reports and heard all I had to say.