I thought this event was unusual ... well almost so.  You see, for years I've had similar dreams ... conquering "demons" with magic from my hands.  It was unusual in that this time it felt "real" ... not the dreamreality type of real ... I mean the same real feeling as my dreamemory from 1977.  It also had the added layer of being a lucid event ... but despite the lingering emotions from the dream my day went on as usual.

Then, on this second night, I awake standing in the streets of a city.  Again it feels New Yorkish and again, I feel past a present blending together.  While the dream of the previous night felt "down" this dreamemory was downright cheerful.  I felt like I knew what I was doing.  I felt powerful.  Energy charged me, making me giddy.  As I surveyed the teeming people moving along the street in the hustle and bustle of "life" I realized that those I saw were both the living and the dead!read more >>

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I've been holding all of you in suspense about my ghostly experiences, so I thought I'd hit you with the first ones .. the ones that got me started on this blog.

While these experiences happened in the netherworld of sleep they were not dreams.  I believe this because of my continued strong memory of them.  Dreams usually don't last too long in memory ... I mean, c'mon, do you even remember the dreams you had last night?  My dear, dear friend Nancy explained to me that these experiences were my soul's journey into the spirit world.  That, because I haven't yet developed the skill to make that journey whilst I was awake as my friends read more >>

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I am all grown up in this dream (remember, I had it in 1977 when I was 15) and I am walking in this large landscaped park with my daughter, whose about 8 or 9, holding my hand.

This park is part of the Gateway Technical Institute campus in Racine, Wisconsin.  It's right on the edge of Lake Michigan.  Lot's of manicured lawn.  Plenty of trees - but not forest-like.

The wind kicks up pretty strong.  The sky clouds over quickly.  I feel panic in the air.  Is a tornado about to hit?  Suddenly the sirens start blaring.  Yes.  A tornado.  Or mabye something else very bad.

I look around and see people coming out of buildings and congregating but the trees for protection.  (NOT something you should do in a tornado, by the way!) Or, they're running home.read more >>

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We're told that dreams are simply our brains processing the days events; categorizing the thoughts and memories and packing them away.  We're also told that everyone in the dream is us; our brains have simply placed someone else's face on us.  (That's a tough one to get around.)

But, are some dreams REAL?

Let me give you a little background ... for all of my life I have had dreams that are soooo other worldly, so story-based that I do not see how they can be simply dreams as we scientifically understand them.

We all have had dreams of flying ... but I ALWAYS have them, its always a part of a dream somehow.

My dreams have almost always been about the battle between Good and Evil ... sometimes personal, sometimes epic.read more >>

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