Visions from beyond; living in a supernatural state
This is a small sample as many of my visions are too brief to mention. These are from a wake state. None of these are dreams.
Warning: Some mention of dark energy and apocalyptic events may be disturbing!
211229 A large wall of black panels, the name Gideon (Biblical Warrior) called out
I woke in the middle of the night to someone whispering in my ear, there is a girl here. And I’ll be honest, I freaked out for a second because the voice came to me in the flesh, meaning, I heard it with my ear, and stranger yet, the ear it was whispered into was the ear that was upon the pillow, not the ear open to the room. But I maintained my composure and responded, Okay. The light is here for her to cross over, I said. Then I called in her family members from the light, guides, and angels to help cross her because I felt it was a pressing case because of the way I was introduced. About this time, I heard her name. It was Emma or Alma. I facilitated a spiritual escort to the light because those are more direct vs. just asking them to go. I said a prayer, provided a blessing and thanked God for accepting her into the light. At this time, I heard someone say, thank you. I also heard the number, 30, and the word, Remer (last name or town). Suddenly I saw this extremely large wall of black panels - filling the sky large. At the seams, slivers of light were shining through. I heard the word, Gideon. I continued to meditate, and the last words I heard (formulated in my mind) were: All children should be sent to heaven. I researched the word, Gideon, in the morning, and I learned that he was a military leader, judge and prophet who’s calling to battle and victory over the Midianites was noted in the Bible. As many may know, Gideon became the name for an international organization that provides Bibles for hotels over the years, and they still donate New Testaments around the world today.
211228 Young woman said they are waiting to be put in stations
Imagery-visions during the night: Eve: man holding a man down on a bed; woman in her Sunday best, a maroon dress, facing away from me, on her knees praying, words: what was I doing there, unhappy; man with white hair, words, I never thought I’d see…; football player who was just standing there alone; a short, man in his eighties balding and no facial hair was staring out a partially open door, not at me but curiously as if it was something he rarely was able to do. In the morning, after dreaming about walking through large warehouses full of used items, looking for things I might need or want, but didn’t find a single thing. When I circled around the building (like IKEA) and got back to the front doors of the building, several busses were parked outside and there were loads of people. Several young black women, teens or early twenties rushed up to the door, waiting just outside to be let in and full of anticipation. Beautiful children of God. One young woman in particular was looking toward me, and suddenly I woke up from the dream and lay there awake. I heard the words, I play the cello. I couldn’t help but think it was the young woman. I said I love to listen to music, instrumental music…I heard her say: Those in the dream are waiting to be put in stations. Was it stations of purgatory? I have no idea what this means, but I was very interested in making sure they were in the light first and foremost and began cross over words. At some point I stopped, and there was a distressed pinch in the right side of my brain, like a set of tweezers was inserted into my head to pinch at one very specific point. I prayed the Our Father, Hail Mary and Glory Be in a succession of three, and the strange pinching went away, all the while, I called for any deceased spirits to rise into the light. I think there was quite a crew of spirits. IN my dream, there were bus loads. But after perhaps an hour, all was quiet.
210920 Deceased people were gathered; yell out, We are at the finish line
I asked for a message this morning from the levels of the holy divine to help guide me and the people of earth. First I saw images of people joyfully busy learning different trades, such as placing flowers in large bouquets at a long table, learning to carpenter in the old ways, a young woman was taken advice on how to play an organ. These people were in a good place. Then I saw an extremely large group of people lingering in the sands near a large body of water, thousands and thousands of them. I wondered what they were doing there, and someone called out “We are camping at the finish line,” and another yelled, “at the gate.” They didn’t appear to be in pain, but were in a sort of limbo…waiting for the end times…for final judgment? I asked what it would take to get them into Heaven. One word was said: Adjudification. That is, the act of adjudicating, or in short, judgment. Based on this vision, I would say that many of assume that we are headed to a better place, and we definitely should not take that for granted.
210504 I saw a stack of swords upon the ground
There was a dark land, and upon it, an old dried up well, but there were feelings of anticipation and excitement because that was all going to change soon, and the well would gush with water. I saw lightening or fireworks in the air over the land and the voices tossed out sayings like: The Truth is coming, the Light is coming. Jesus speaks the words of God. Then I saw a woman with dark brown hair. She was quite attractive and my thoughts spilled so she could read them, and she said something like, I'm not here to see you. I responded, I know, you are here to cross over. Go ahead and use the light. I could feel the presence of the Light. Then, there was an image of myself; I had a long sword in a sheath in my hands. I raised it up and handed it to Jesus, and said, take this pride and self-importance from me. I saw Jesus, from the elbows down, much white radiance. He took the sword from me and left. A voice said, there, now you can move forward without that. I immediately replied, there will be a stack of swords before I leave here, and I pushed an image to him of a heaping pile of swords upon the ground. In addition to the parable of the sword being a sin, this imagery also projects that the battle to come will not be with weapons, such as swords, but a spiritual battle that comes with protections from prayers and words from the soul.
210418 Demons went into the pigeons
During church this morning, I received a spiritual message that I needed to drive to Minneapolis. As soon as I got home, I grabbed a few things (a Bible, a Rosary and Holy Water) and hit the road. As I drove, I had a vision of myself standing and praying near tall buildings, and there were lots of pigeons near where I stood. There also was an evil presence in the area and it was my intent to remove it. Similar to the Bible story of Jesus removing the demon from a man and the legion of demons asking to go into the pigs, in my vision, the demons asked to go into the pigeons. And when they did, all of the pigeons flew into the side of one of the tall buildings, killing themselves. I arrived in Minneapolis and drove around. I stopped and talked to a few Soldiers on State Active Duty in town for the George Floyd case, then walked around and visited with a few of the locals on the streets. I eventually headed back to the car. In the process of trying to find my way back out of town, I drove by the fenced in courthouse (completely by accident). I took a right and one block away, there was this large parking lot with tall buildings on three sides, and this somewhat aged parking lot was filled with no less than a hundred pigeons. I immediately pulled over and began to pray. No, not a single pigeon flew into a building, but it was a remarkable coincidence.
210413 Deceased woman cause of deaths in Minneapolis?
Five older women with stern faces were sitting at a table (sitting all on one side and facing toward me as if they were on a board and I was there for an interview). They came across to me as overseers of the downtown Minneapolis area, where I had traveled earlier that day. I had a feeling they had something to do with the recent deaths in the area. Were these spirits that had not crossed over involved in a vigilante justice to men who threatened, hurt, abused or robbed women in the Minneapolis area? Were they capable of causing a death from the supernatural realm by causing a human to do some physical action without the person knowing he or she was doing it? This was not the first time that such groups of souls have visited me when I traveled to or through their area (hub). These groups of human spirits have not crossed over and exist around the world, and they potentially continue to make things happen according to their will; not God's will.
210401 Man walking (floating above) the rubble of an earth quake
After praying the Chaplet of Divine Mercy after lunch, I meditated for 25 minutes. I saw a man with a long beard (St. Peter?) moving through the rubble of an (earthquake?). The sky was overcast and the ground rumbled. His feet did not touch the ground. He made his way to a large grassy field at the edge of the rubble. Soon people began to appear in the grassy clearing. As they appeared, they would kneel and pray; hundreds of them. Then suddenly many of them disappeared. As soon they left, more people appeared, many more, and they kneeled and prayed, and then disappeared as well. I had a thought that it was located in Tennessee. I associated this vision with the rapture. (Things I found out via synchronicities after this vision: Other than the West Coast, Western Tennessee is centered on the largest earthquake zone in the United States. Tennessee also is the birthplace of the atomic bomb that was used in WWII to end the war with Japan, AND that same location is one of two major sites in the world currently developing a powerful particle accelerator which reproduces conditions similar to those after the Big Bang. I don't mean to frighten anyone, but unbeknownst to all this, I had scheduled our summer vacation to be in Tennessee in the month of June. Yikes!!!)
In this same meditation, I saw two nude men, on the ground and writhing in pain as they slithered and slipped in a grey pit of (hot mud?). I associated this vision with Purgatory.
210328 Around 3 AM I woke. While laying in bed, I saw a large trolley pull up. A man called out, so you're the ghost buster. I'm Dave T. (I leave last names out for anonymity for the family's sake). I facilitated a crossover for him to leave.
210322 I woke during the night, and I saw a young lad on the porch of a hotel dated between the late 1800s and the 1920s. He wore a flat-top newsboy hat and loose clothing. He was walking to and fro amid the large wooden pillars. He appeared content but I could tell he was waiting for someone. I immediately sent thoughts to him to encourage him to cross, telling him that his family had crossed some time ago. His image faded.
210320 Sometime in the morning, I woke and began to ponder the recent silence of God in my life (maybe only a week)…when I received a message to just pray to God, and not for every person or topic that I could think of, as I usually do. So I said, God, I am just going to pray, and let you place the prayers where they are needed. I kicked off with an Our Father, and immediately I was brought into a vision of a living Stations of the Cross. As I prayed each prayer, I saw Jesus alive and experiencing those stations all the way through to his Resurrection, until he was seated next to God in the Heavens. Then I saw a three-tiered fountain made of stone but instead of water, there were ruby colored rocks in it. I heard the words, Divine Redemption (God's deliverance of mankind from the evil of sin and His restoration of man to a state of grace). Then a number of images went by so fast, they were hard to remember. Then I heard the word, Expiation (The act of making amends or reparations for sin). Then I saw a long white rope, like tape, and it stretched down the street for a long ways. The back drop was an ancient community with buildings made of (stone?); the buildings, the roads and the roof tops were all the same color. Someone called out, and I knew they were talking to me. They said, "You will be one of the last ones." Then there was a callout for tea with Jesus. There was a cup floating in front of me, made of clay. I was mesmerized by it and just stared at it, then it was gone. Tea time was done. A piece of paper appeared in front of me. It had a name on it. Someone said, she is from Argentina; you will be working with her. Then I was back to looking at the wall in my bedroom. The vision was over.
210217 I saw tall hills covered with large boulders. Something fell from the sky and hit a peak near me, and the top of the peak collapsed and rolled down the hill in a landslide. Beneath it was a tunnel that went deep into the earth. The vision jumped to an image of me standing near a cross in the front of a church. I was told to put my hand on the cross, and when I did, there was an image of Jesus on the cross as he was dying. I felt horrible about seeing Him that way and asked Jesus to show his resurrected body with his heart shining the Light, and He did. I heard a gasp and realized there were people in the church, and as I looked back at them, the people were dropping to their knees and were calling out to God with praise and love. Then my right hand rose (to bless those people in the church?), and as my hand motioned the sign of the cross, it created a cross of fire in front of me.
210213 Close to falling asleep, I saw the face of a man with a large bushy mustache. He flew by my face as if he was inside an orb, like you might see orbs in videos. I asked, who are you? No response. Then I thought to ask: If you are a spirit that is stuck here on earth, touch my right arm. If you are a spirit that is stuck in a purgatory-like environment, touch my left arm. I immediately felt two sharp pains/pinches in my left arm. So I said, you must need prayer. I prayed for him and haven't heard from him since.
210209 Later in the morning, I had an urge to pray the rosary. It was the first time in many years. When I finished, I meditated and immediately had a vision. We had traveled in our van to a location where some type of major event had occurred. It was morning, and I stepped out of the van to see a large group of people, over a thousand, had gathered in this grassy field, and they were praying. There were so many people that their faces were a blur. But, as I scanned the crowd, there was one face that stood out from all the rest. This woman's face was clear as could be and beautiful as a rose. She was there praying with everyone else. It was the Holy Mother Mary. Seeing her brought tears to my eyes.
210207 There was so much imagery during this restless night but the vision that stood out the most was an image of the Statue of Liberty. The arm of the statue was Jesus stretched out, and the torch was the throne of God.
210121 Before bed, these words came to me: It's not over. What's yet to come will cause more fear. For those with fear, pick up your faith stick and follow Jesus. With these words, there was a clear image of an older man trudging along with a walking stick heading up a grassy hill.