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Sun 6-Mar-2005
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Filed under: November 2004 — Gloria @ 6:06 pm
I want to thank you all, and especially Harry, for taking this mission to heart and putting so much effort into it, and for your good wishes for me! This is an incredible challenge – I’m a believer, but what a tiny thing to find in such a vast place.
I don’t normally participate in the RV Challenge, so please forgive me for being rather late with responses as the process works its way into my head. Also, I want to explain that I’m not trying to be coy about my identity. Although some of you know me, I’m not using my full name because (a bit of paranoia here), I’m a freelancer, and I know that employers and clients often Google the names of people they’re considering hiring. A hearing problem might edge someone toward not hiring. (Someday I hope to do some writing about my hearing loss anyway, so maybe I’m being overly cautious. And considering that most of the Google hits on my name have to do with dreamwork, some involving psi, hearing loss is probably the lesser of my problems in scaring people away!)
Every post here has something that I can relate to the route on which I lost the hearing aid – actually, so far, three specific parts of that route. I think I’m going to have to respond as though you’ve all read my description of the route (maybe Harry will post it here at the end of the challenge?) – otherwise my responses would need to be much longer as I explain things about my route piecemeal.
I’m going to add my thoughts today (Sunday) under individual posts. On Monday (I hope), I will retrace my route again and see what I can see – specifically in the places I feel the posts resonate most strongly with, as well as all along the route for matches that haven’t occurred to me. This time, I’ll also ask in some places I wouldn’t have asked before (esp. those that resonate with the posts here) – I keep wondering, if I found someone’s hearing aid on the sidewalk with no way to identify who owned it, would I just leave it there in case its owner comes back looking for it, or would I take it inside the nearest establishment to prevent damage and hope the person thought to ask there?
On Tuesday, I have to call back the Lost Property section of the subway system. It takes that long for things found on the subway to reach them.
Oh…and note that, if it’s possible, I intend to post a comment on Rita’s submission for the February RV Challenge, which is the first one that appears after Harry’s post saying “Everything below is from previous missions.” The first time I came to this site, I started reading the previous challenge to get a feel for how this works, and I was rather amazed to see that Rita (apparently) dreamt about me for the February one – I’m named Gloria S. and am tall and have brown hair. (Rita, correct me if you were referring to someone else.) I don’t often take part in psi contests because I feel I’m not that good at them (although the evidence may be otherwise); when I have, though, I’ve sometimes had my “hit” a few days before I even heard there was going to be a contest.
(Later) As I’ve been writing my response to Rita and looked up something on the Web, I’m struck that there’s an even more direct correspondence of Hanny’s February entry…so I will post there, too!
Love,
Gloria
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Filed under: November 2004 — @ 2:24 pm
Here’s my awake viewing.
Ok, this is a short awake viewing that I had this afternoon. I’m afraid it’s not very encouraging, because all I got was an image of a little boy or child, about two years old, running while clasping something in his (her?) hand.
Leon
AKA MR Coffee
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Sat 5-Mar-2005
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Filed under: November 2004 — @ 9:45 pm
Hi, I am trying something different and it may not have worked very well because I did not get much of anything…. just the thought of something bumpy, the numbers 5, 7, and 9 and the word elevated.
Good Luck,
Hannah
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Filed under: November 2004 — @ 1:37 pm
(route known)
Well, since I’ve been trying to track this thing ever since Gloria first mentioned it (including telling me her entire route that day) it’s definitely been on my mind. My own feeling is that it is still in the restaurant.
Jean
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Filed under: November 2004 — @ 1:37 pm
(route known)
I couldn’t resist trying this one myself. I haven’t looked at other entries yet (which is a reason that I shouldn’t participate, but hey,why do I always have to sit along the lines). I hadn’t systematically read the route description before, but I just did, and my chances thatI got something now seem very small. Here it is anyway (addressed to our client):
I have a central image of you leaning to the right. No big surprise there, I most likely deducted this from your descriptions. I also think of a warehouse, again not really surprising I think, because I vaguely recall having read something like that. I had to think of clothing, not as something you put on, but the raw material. I don’t know where that thought came from.
I wondered where on the floor, and it’s in a row close to the right, somewhere over the second half when seen from front to back. I wondered why you where leaning sideways, and concluded you were lifting something with your left hand. Your ear piece rolled diagonally to the right over a crossing of paths, under a counter. I think the counters are on little legs, but that’s another wishful thinking deduction.
I’m not sure in which direction you resumed walking. I think you turned over your axis to the right, and you may even have gone back to where you came from.
I’m only 15-30% sure that there was valid psi information in the initial image. The rest that followed may be interesting for brainstorming purposes regardless. And of course, I need to disclose anyway when I’m participating.
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Filed under: November 2004 — @ 12:02 pm
RV Impressions
Location of Hearing Aid
Unsure of degree of accuracy
3.04.05
1. Impression of white house in green setting.
2. Impression of kitchen area.
3. Hearing aid on floor against molding, just below the ledge of kitchen cabinets. Where it would be touched by a toe of a shoe. May be partially concealed by fluff, like a dust bunny.
4. Kept getting the impression of a kitchen, with expected appliances. Felt this was near the kitchen door or back door.
5. Kept seeing a blender/mixer, as used for cooking.
6. Felt the aid fell to clothing and rode there, falling unnoticed.
7. Felt it was for the left ear. If this is not correct, then probability of vision accuracy might be lessened.
8. Also, got the impression that Gloria might benefit from saying: ‘there is no loss, there is no problem, there is no confusion’ as a kind of affirmation to encourage the return/discovery.
Hope this helps.
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Filed under: November 2004 — @ 12:02 pm
Dear RV8:I’d forgotten to dream to find G.’s hearing aid - but I dreamed about it anyway!!
The slipper/flipper connection
I see a beautiful chinese slipper � the satin front is embroidered yellow gold (the embroidery a slightly different colour).
The sole of the slipper is a very very light blue satin, almost white.
I think the back of the slipper has been turned down like the back of flippers.
From the back hang two lovely diaphanous pieces of material (like fish fins) � one is a very light cream, the other possibly a very light blue.
I think: I’m pleased G. has sent in an image of the hearing aid!!
EOD
So does Chinese slipper mean anything to you?
Or beautiful night wear????
Or what about the link to flippers (swimming) and fins (the American term for “flipper")????
What about the colours blue and gold???
Or cream and yellow???
Why did my mind slip from slipper to flipper???
Is that a clue???
And as I wrote “Chinese slipper” I thought “Chinese whisper"� perhaps my mind is whispering the place to you!
I very much hope you find your hearing aid.
Kathy
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Filed under: November 2004 — @ 12:02 pm
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Fri 4-Mar-2005
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Filed under: November 2004 — @ 4:30 pm
Not much again, but here you go.
No dreams on the topic, though to be honest I forgot about the dream bit and got my mind all worked up to dream on a different topic last night. Here is the waking RV attempt, short and simple: Bicycles, maybe even a bike path with heavy bike traffic. Possibly a school or park scenario. A fence or bike rack with thick bushes/hedge row nearby or behind it. The bushes/hedges have heavy green foliage/leaves and redish flowers. Hopefully that helps.
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Thu 3-Mar-2005
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Filed under: November 2004 — @ 5:05 pm
Everything below is from previous missions.
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Wed 9-Feb-2005
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Filed under: November 2004 — @ 7:20 pm
Once again, I didn’t turn up much. In a brief waking meditation, a word beginning with I came to mind, as if a place or person, also Russia or something resembling what I might have seen in Russia back in ‘91 during the coup which overthrew the Communist regime.
A dreams from the night of 2/7-8/0 5:
I am once again at some function in a public place, like a university or college setting, rather than a hotel, and Gloria S, (a tall-compared-to-me woman, brown-haired woman, very intelligent), comes up to me. She apparently asks about where I am staying and I point out the area, actually in student quarters, but I have not yet settled in. I show her my suitcase in a section of the building to my right, then throw another smaller one over near it.. A youngish man comes along, apparently a student and is interested in speaking with us. We talk some about the program, etc. I think that the guy is very nice and suggest that Gloria stay and visit with him some more, but I feel the need to get outside for some fresh air.
Outdoors I am on a grassy hill which is part of the front of this building I have just left, and it is a beautiful day, so I run down the hill, trailing a scarf that I had around my neck or head, letting the wind catch it and stream out behind me, a childlike, freeing feeling. I run past great clumps of white flowers, growing wild or having reseeded themselves, and reach an area at the base of the hill where the grass is now becoming wetter from water, not exactly marshy but enough water so that I could get my feet wet and muddy if I continue on in that direction. Perhaps there is a creek or some body of water I will not be able to cross. I see a road or footpath to my left and decide to take it.
It uphill to another building, which I can barely see– stone, I think, perhaps with some kind of tower or high fascade, some golden or yellow color or sunshine somewhere? A young student, blond male, dressed sort of preppy-ish comes down the path from above and we exchange pleasantries. I am very happy to be in this place, a pleasant interlude.
(The location reminded me of England or New England during the time when students were required to wear "proper" attire to attend classes, jackets, etc., but the grounds that I had been running on were not meticulously manicured, but more naturally beautiful.)
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Filed under: November 2004 — @ 4:52 pm
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If such a thing happened, it may actually be encouraging. I think it’s more likely that a child would pick up such a small thing (especially if on a sidewalk rather than indoors), because an adult would probably ignore it. (I can’t tell you how many pieces of yellowish gum wrappers looked to me, in the light coating of snow, like they might be my hearing aid…so the reverse might also be true: my hearing aid looking like a piece of trash.) The child’s parent prying it out of the kid’s hand would discover it’s something that might be important to someone.
But Leon, your viewing also expresses a feeling and symbolic connection that, LOL, I hadn’t thought of before – a story I’m never going to live down in my family. When I was about that age, maybe 3 not 2, I was wrestling with my brother and accidentally poked him in the eye. He immediately rolled his eye up into his head and started yelling, “My eye, my eye! You poked my eye out! It’s rolling down the gutter! Oh no, it’s going down the sewer!”
I bolted out of the house in a complete panic and ran up and down the sidewalk, desperately searching the gutter. I was weeping uncontrollably. A man came along and asked what I was doing, and I replied, “I’m looking for my brother’s eyeball!”
I still get eyeball gifts from my family.
I probably don’t need to point out the parallels – a sense organ poked (or pulled) out, fear it has ended up in a gutter and gone down the drain, the sense of panic….
Thanks, Leon!
Gloria
Comment by Gloria — Sun 6-Mar-2005 @ 7:45 pm