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Sun 7-Aug-2005
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Filed under: August 2005 — Linda @ 8:05 pm
Hi folks,
I enjoyed being your beacon for our remote viewing target: The Red-Tailed Hawk Nest. Hope you had fun, too. Even though I didn’t see the hawk during the official session, I’ve seen it several times this week, so I wasn’t too disappointed. Well, maybe a little. 
Here’s the link to my web site:
http://members.aol.com/dreamartscience/remote/view.html
Although I know this is a remote viewing experiment, it’s interesting that I’m designated as the “sender,” which is a telepathy term. Actually, it’s very apt because psi perceptions aren’t just limited to a physical location. It’s quite possible for you to pick up what I’m feeling, what I’m musing about or what I’m visualizing. Plus, what happened to me both before and after the target date. And, you did.
For instance, Sao and Joan, at least, seem to have picked up on my dream of the night:
The Island Squares 8/3-4/05
Matter of fact dream. A blond (?) man is talking to me, explaining that this is this and that is that. Organizing something. Like exchanging rooms, or residences? Squares/areas laid out, overlapping (like Picasso’s “Descending Staircase"). Some areas are shiny white, some are darker shadows, grey and caramel. I wake up, thinking of “The Island” (a recently seen movie about clones).
(Note: Allergy attack prior to sleep. Had to take a pill, resulting in groggy feeling when I woke and thus poor recall. Hard to tell exactly when I woke and how much was influenced by memory of the movie. this dream reflects what I was doing last night: writing my sender’s report, uploading my sketch and new photos and placing them on the web page. I transferred some photos of the red-tailed hawk to the Introduction page.)
This is my bonus point total:
Christoph:
2-Telepathy
1-Retrocognition
Chris:
1-Telepathy
1-Empathy
1-Retrocognition
Leon:
2-Telepathy
1-Precognition
Joan:
1-Remote view of my web site/telepathy of my dream
1-Retrocognition
Sean:
3-Telepathy
Frank:
4-Mutual dream
Kathy:
1-Telepathy
1-Precognition
Leslie:
1-Telepathy
Sao:
4-Mutual dream
1-Remote view of my web site
1-Telepathy of my dream
Gloria:
1-Telepathy
1-Precognition
If you find anything I’ve missed, I’m open to changing these totals!
Sweet dreams,
Linda
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Filed under: August 2005 — Diana T @ 7:43 pm
Christoph - 3.0 getting close to a complete picture
Chris - 2. getting close to a complete picture.
Joan - 4. as if viewer was there.
Leon de Kock - 3. getting close to a complete picture.
Leeballz1 (aka Sean Lee) - 3.0 getting close to a complete picture.
FreeLance - 2. clearly better than chance.
Kathy Turner - 2. clearly better than chance
Leslie - 2. clearly better than chance.
Sao - 3. getting close to a complete picture - the walk, the canyon, the royalty. Others picked up on royalty too, it has been fun to see how the search for a hawk appears as a symbol.
Gloria - 2.0 clearly better than chance, to me, one of the drawings reminded me of a circular relationship between the characters on a wooden deck, tree..nest in trees?
I borrowed Laura’s format to reply, sorry I was late in adding a summary.
I’m learning so much just participating in the jury! Perhaps I’ll work on building more structure into the way I review dreams so that I don’t miss detail that is important.
Thanks to our wonderful sender and dreamers. It’s always amazing to watch the event proceed with the mutual dreaming overlaps, the telepathic connections, and the direct hits!
DT
1 possible hit, benefit of doubt
2 clearly better than chance
3 getting close to a complete picture
4 as if viewer was there
5 location can be found with viewer information
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Filed under: August 2005 — site admin @ 6:17 pm
| Subm |
Symb |
Reality |
R-viewer
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Attention Hit points
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Tot
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My feeling
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Judgement
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1
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121
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71
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Christoph |
170
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192
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7
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3
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2
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33
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33
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Chris |
60
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57
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1
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1
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4
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64
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42
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Leon
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90
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103
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3
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3
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3
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54
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38
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Joan |
80
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92
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3
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2
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5
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57
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35
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Sean
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80
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92
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3
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2
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6
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32
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24
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Frank
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50
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56
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1
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2
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7
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67
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47
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Kathy
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100
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114
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4
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2
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8
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1
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1
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Leslie
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10
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1
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3
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4
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10
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1
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1
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Sao1
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1
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1
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1
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2
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9
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62
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35
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Sao2
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80
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97
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3
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1
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10
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80
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45
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Gloria
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100
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125
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6
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1
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Input was unclear, please see the last number as judgement score number
SAO pic is SAO2
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Filed under: August 2005 — Laurie @ 12:35 pm
Christoph - 3.5 in between getting close to a complete picture and as if viewer was there.
Chris - 2. clearly better than chance.
Joan - 4. as if viewer was there.
Leon de Kock - 3. getting close to a complete picture.
Leeballz1 (aka Sean Lee) - 2.5 in between clearly better than chance and getting close to a complete chance.
FreeLance - 2. clearly better than chance.
Kathy Turner - 3. getting close to a complete picture.
Leslie - 1.5 between possible hit and clearly better than chance.
Sao - 4. as if viewer was there.
Gloria - 3.5 in between getting close to a complete picture and as if viewer was there (with verification needed from Linda).
1 possible hit, benefit of doubt
2 clearly better than chance
3 getting close to a complete picture
4 as if viewer was there
5 location can be found with viewer information
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Filed under: August 2005 — Linda @ 1:09 am
FRANK/FREELANCE and SAO have had mutual dreams. Congratulations!
Sao
“…was standing in line to submit dreams. (for the RV) everyone had like a ‘regulation’ silver bucket they had brought their dreams in. the guy ahead of me (dark hair and a stocking cap) had a bucket full of upright silver cylinders (like big bullets) and he was telling me about his dream in detail. his dream reminded me of a ’smurf’ cartoon (the little blue men) and i realized at length that he too reminded me strongly of a smurf,, though he wasn’t blue. very pale and sort of elfin features. he looked into my bucket which only seemed to contain a little sand. the guy insisted that this sand was actually “blue cinnamon"…
Frank/Freelance
“A second image was extremely clear, a thin-faced man with a funny flat blue hat on, I think he was.. European? He was staring intently at something and was not distracted by my presence. Behind him was a full wall high wooden rack or shelves that were full of jars containing… I got the impression they were spices; various colored powders, some fine, some coarse.”
Say, Frank, do you have dark hair?
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Sat 6-Aug-2005
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Filed under: August 2005 — @ 10:42 pm
Hi, Harry!
It was great to see you in Berkeley and to know you’re doing well!
I had this dream on 8/2, and I was really puzzled by the Citroen. What in the world was that doing there? I Googled Citroen and couldn’t find any other meaing than the car (although it seems to have very devoted fans). It’s not a car we see here often in the States.
Then I remembered the remote viewing challenge and figured that might explain it, so here’s my entry (below).
Cheers,
Gloria
I ATTEND A SEMINAR, LEADER DRIVES A CITRÖEN
8/2/05 8:40 a.m. (Typed from notes on 8/4 and 8/5. Sketched on 8/5 and 8/6.)
Theme A —
Late evening in a high-rise room. I and a tall man, ~40, are the only people in a seminar taught by a tall woman ~35 (although I think of both of them as my age). He’s fleshy, decent-looking, with light brown hair. She’s slim, very attractive, with long, wavy, light-brown hair. He’s bland, she’s charismatic. It’s a small room, with windows. We’re very casual: she’s on a chair, he’s on _, I’m on something solid and lower.
The seminar’s based on a book by someone else. I read it a while ago. I find that reviewing it and this woman’s way of saying things are helpful. I’m taking notes. [Not in notes:] I’m holding my legal pad (yellow?) at an odd angle, as though it’s slipping down the side of my left thigh and knee.
(Switch) We’re now standing in the hall, by an open staircase. The man interrupts the woman out of the blue. He says to her: "I’d like to go get a doughnut. Would you like one?" She hesitates, then says no. He doesn’t ask me. I want to say, "I’d love a doughnut.." But I don’t, because I know interrupting was wrong to start with.
She sends us, or I need to go, to a nearby high-rise office where I’ve been temping. The man and I go. (Switch) For a moment, we’re on the street in front of an an attractive old high-rise building. We get to my workplace a few blocks beyond that; there’s no one there. Maybe I can’t get in.
(Switch) We’re back to the original room. We finish. The woman rushes to the next session. The man tags along. A moment later, I remember something I want to ask about something she said, about women, and I rush after her. There are several sets of open stairs. I see her standing at the far side of a shadowy, open room below (like at a mall). I crouch and call out my question from the landing.
She points to her right, referring me to this seminar’s leader. I scoot up to the railing and realize this seminar has already started. There’s a semicircle of women sitting at the right side of the room. The speaker is on a dais on the left. Apparently it’s the same woman, but now she’s in her 60s, white-haired, average height, grandmotherly, even wearing a flowered dust cap / bonnet. She looks up and, because I’ve interrupted her, gives me a curt answer.
Theme B—–
Out on the street. It’s no longer a high-rise area; now the buildings are attractive, expensive, single-story offices, rough dark wood. I get in the driver’s seat (?) of a (?) small minivan. A bunch of young, dark-skinned (?) men pile in, noisily, excited and joking.
The younger woman who led the seminar and the man rush past in a bright-colored (green? red?) Citröen, squeezing dangerously between us and the curb, having fun.
COMMENT 8/6: I had no idea what to call the seminar leader’s cap, although it made me think of my Little Golden Book about the baby squirrels (?) that ate all the grapes off their host’s vine. I Googled "dust bonnet" just now and found it right away (also called a "mob cap"). The drawing is from http://www.headcoverings.com/CoveringsOrder7BonnetsandCaps.htm
See larger version of the map
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Filed under: August 2005 — @ 5:00 pm
Sorry if I’m late (not sure i’m even on time) and a little incoherent or hodge-podge. Was a very chaotic period and I wasn’t able to get as much headspace for it as I’d've liked, but here’s what I was able to get.
During the window I was able to concentrate for only a moment and got three images. The first was of a series of perhaps two or three very tall and elongated "chinese horses"–which had some sort of ‘topknot.’ these were made of stone and of a fairly large scale…but i couldn’t get a precise fix on the scale, certainly larger than life. They faced outward on the southern or southwestern edge of a plaza…
The second was a the ’symbol,’ shown in the graphic. not sure what to say about this as it simply looked more or less exactly like this, and didn’t explain itself, but the two yellow vertical rectangles seemed most persistent. Trying to think about what they might ‘mean’ led me to speculate i was seeing some kind of "canyon" …or the more obvious interpretation of a sort of modern architectural edifice with everything supported in the center between massive blocks and a lot of empty space above and below….
Then I saw what seemed to be a fountain in an open plaza, also very modern, which had rotating square planes. it seemed to be about 30 feet tall and be basically a tall and rectangular and black grid of square ‘panes’ many of which rotated this and that way from the flow of the water originating on top. In the pool in which it stood there were other scultpures, realistic renderings in metal of incongrous figures: a man in a business suit and hat with a newspaper, a man on a bicycle… (in the water)
Several hours after the window I had this very involved dream which I’m encapsulating as much as possible here:
"…I was in a bad situation involving what seemed to be a family or ‘commune’ of people in an apartment building. the building had about five or six floors and was narrow, one or two apartments per floor. there were many children around, 10 0r 15 in every room, everywhere I would go. I went to the roof of the building and many of the children followed me there. they seemed menacing and finally one little girl ’stabbed’ me in the back of my thigh with a tiny ankh-shaped blade. I decided I needed to leap off the building and did so…or actually hung off the edge and dropped, falling into a grey bramble. As i had looked down, I knew that the road..or path..or ‘walkway’… below was a ‘famous road’–that I ‘had heard of it’–and i was surprised it was so small and narrow, like a jogging path or something which somehow commemorated some ‘famous walk’ or something. the path was also very long, going from city to city, but I was uncertain what city i was in. the children began to drop off and pursue me and I ran and ran and ran–the ‘little road’ kept changing and going through phases…now like an alley between buildings, now like a boardwalk, now like a jogging path in a park etc. I ran until it was early morning and i had come to another city, like a semi-deserted, small, old-fashioned town…it actually seemed to be in the twenties (decade). I was thinking it was somewhere in the general area of tennessee or kentucky. Early morning and i realized everyone in the town had gathered in a big tent for some kind of ’swap-meet’ or auction, there were many old cars around, model-t type with the big thin spoked wheels etc. There were a lot of people in the tent on bleachers and the mood was almost funerary. There was a set of twins, boy and girl, sitting at a table full of cakes etc, and they looked like ‘french royalty’ and had very high powdered wigs and typical ornate period dress. I realized at the very center of the tent was like a ‘royal carriage’–an ornate automobile with big bowed glass windows, that contained the ‘royal couple.’ I got in the back seat of this automobile and it began to move forward ever so slowly, inch by inch, through the crowded people. The royal couple were in the seat in front of me and i realized they were corpses…and as the car inched forward it seemed like time was accelerating and they became more and more mummified…"
last night, I also had this little related dream snippet:
"…was standing in line to submit dreams. (for the RV) everyone had like a ‘regulation’ silver bucket they had brought their dreams in. the guy ahead of me (dark hair and a stocking cap) had a bucket full of upright silver cylinders (like big bullets) and he was telling me about his dream in detail. his dream reminded me of a ’smurf’ cartoon (the little blue men) and i realized at length that he too reminded me strongly of a smurf, though he wasn’t blue. very pale and sort of elfin features. he looked into my bucket which only seemed to contain a little sand. the guy insisted that this sand was actually "blue cinnamon"… he was finally interviewed at the head of the line and let into an intensely blue room… this scene ended before any further assessment of ‘my dream’ (the contents of my bucket)…"
sao
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Filed under: August 2005 — @ 7:25 am
Wednesay, I blew it. Was so caught up in work, forgot. Then thursday evening I tried to relax and concentrate on receiving something. No luck, but Friday morning as I was awaking, I saw an image something like the sketch I’ve attached. I didn’t have any words come to mind.
Leslie
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Filed under: August 2005 — @ 7:25 am
Dear RV sender (and thanks so much for doing this) here is my dream.
Choosing a Lawyer
I am up in the mountains – in the country – paddocks of beautiful green grass – staying in a small wooden hut and sharing it with others. All of us are in bed (some in double bunks). I’m in a small single bed (some others in bunk beds) and there is a wooden wardrobe beside me.
It seems that the job of lawyer has become vacant in this (Aboriginal???) community and the task is to choose one.
A man comes into the hut dressed in what I think of as an academic gown (though it is more slim-lined): a faded red/ping silk gown with faded yellow border around the neck and down the front. He has the gown on a coat hanger now and is seeing if it will fit in the cupboard – it does not. I think he must be seeing if his possessions will fit into this small hut – it must be the lawyer’s house. A wise idea, I think, as the hut is so small. The woman next to me (a teacher of lawyers) has her own candidate she wants to win the position and does not like this one – she calls him arrogant and tells him to leave.
I’m now in a deep blue van (which later turns into a Hessian seat on wheels!!) traveling on the top ridge of the mountain. I’m not convinced the brakes are as good as they should be – fine for the flat but can they hold going down a steep hill? I see a bus of tourists traveling past – they must be going to the snow (in Victoria), I think as all of them have on light soft grey green leather coats with hoods, the hoods have a white fluffy border). Odd, I think, to be dressed for the snow here – but perhaps they are not getting out of the bus until they reach their destination. I stop just off the road (near the public toilet for the community). I see Sam W. (an Aboriginal poet) below. Someone is urging him to apply for the post of lawyer – he does not think he’ll get it (nor do I, as he is not a lawyer).
Now in a common room on this community – we have gathered here (many people), all sitting around the edges, waiting to hear the elder’s choice of lawyer. The elders have indicated their preference by placing a small dark kaki bag, tied with a leather thong in the center of the room. There are about 14 bags piled in (roughly) two rows. They contain little stones or marbles. I wonder how the elders decide who wins – perhaps count large bags and small ones – but the bags are not very regular in size – though they do approximate to large and small. The elders are arriving in procession. All this darkish kaki colour.
I’m now outside on a street corner. The candidates have come back. I see this girl (a sort of nun, Buddhist, ex-nun????) in a volkswagon. She has a wonderful smile on her face (which is really all I see) and I know: she’s won! I nudge the woman next to me who is her special mentor. The woman smiles – she too has recognized her victory – though it is not officially announced and the girl has removed her smile , so she does not give the result away.
Now the girl is opposite me. She is telling me that the first time she was in Brisbane (I think she’d just arrived from Europe), she “read my eyes” while sitting at a table in a store (Myers/David Jones). I can remember her doing that but am surprised she’d remember. I wonder too what she saw (I think of it like reading my future). EOD
Kathy Turner
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Fri 5-Aug-2005
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Filed under: August 2005 — @ 8:31 am
Hi Harry
I don’t think I had any better success this time than last;
once again all I got was a series of unrelated images, not typical
of my dreams at all, but scattered and incomplete and fleeting,
very similar to my previous bizzarre RV attempt. :Þ
There were a couple of images that stood as somewhat different in
quality from the others.
One was a very vivid image of a cast iron ring, hanging from a hook
that was anchored to a wall. The wall also had decorative green/black
iron works on it, a kind of ivy pattern or something.
A second image was extremely clear, a thin-faced man with a funny
flat blue hat on, I think he was.. European? He was staring intently
at something and was not distracted by my presence. Behind him was
a full wall high wooden rack or shelves that were full of jars
containing… I got the impression they were spices; various colored
powders, some fine, some coarse.
The third image was.. like a very odd painting, but not. The surface
was mainly a sage green-gray texture, and a raised image of horse
and rider of the same colors.
At one point, I was aware of one theme being abruptly terminated and
my focus was changed to another, and at a suddenly different awareness
state, but there was only a very gray-foggy image there and I couldn’t
make out any detail at all.
I think maybe I drive the process too hard, "searching for" instead
of being "receptive to".
Waiting for the results, to see if ANY of the image fragments were
relevant…
Frank / FreeLance
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Thu 4-Aug-2005
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Filed under: August 2005 — @ 11:58 pm
Awake RV attempt:
-Train station or port of departure.
-Royalty/Regal/Person of importance
-Storage lockers, the kind found in a port of departure.
-Blue (Mainly in relation to the lockers.)
-Wide open platform, or the main great room of a terminal.
-Middle to North side of Africa or South America (the continents looked very similar during the RV)
Sleeping RV attempt:
The dream did not seem too significant, so I didn’t write it down. However, here is what I remember.
I was standing on a dock, the building behind the ship appears to be a Spanish style fort. A tall ship (looks like a pirate ship) pulls up to the dock and I board. While waiting for the ship to depart I see some guards in tee shirts, beige ones, trying to apprehend a prisoner. The prisoner is a Latino girl wearing a back brace or a large belt with rivets in it. The prisoner is walking back and forth defiantly in front of the line of guards. This stand off is actually taking place on the water, all participants are standing on the surface of the water. A bystander says to me, "They’ve already beat her down once, she wont give up."
End Dream
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Filed under: August 2005 — @ 4:27 pm
Hi. This is a dreaming RV, since it was something like 2:30 AM here in South Africa at the time.
View from the top of a hill where there is some trees growing in neat rows. Then I am with some people in a house. I am trying to play a computer game on a laptop, but the batteries of the laptop is running out of power. I ask the people how to save the game, and they show me.
Start walking down the hill with my friends’ family. My friend steps in something sharp and there is a hole in one of his toes.
At the bottom of the hill there is a hospital. It is late in the afternoon, and at the hospital there is a room where blood tests are done. The room is filthy. There are some people and someone there has two kids. Everthing is wet, and I suspect that a drainage bag carried by someone is leaking. The floors and the walls and the kids are wet. The room is very overcrowded, and the people are complaining about the poor service.
That’s it!
Leon de Kock
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Filed under: August 2005 — @ 4:27 pm
Hi Harry
I had 3 dreams last night, but the following was the most startling (and had some lucidity at the end). The two prior to this were in a snowy environment - one featured a friend’s old house and the other featured robots/machines and a tent.
(I’ve attached an appalling bad sketch of the scene outside Gypsy Cottage. The most striking feature of my dreams that night were houses I, or friends, had once lived in, the name Gypsy Cottage + a bedroom).
GYPSY COTTAGE
(7.30am)
I was staying in a cottage owned by one or two "New Agey" women. There were other guests there. The women were selling the house and were moving out the day after.
The dream then switched to the day after and I was watching them moving out and the new people moving in. I was sitting in the lounge and saw that one of the ladies had a huge Bible just like mine, (one that I inherited on buying a house in the 1970’s - no longer live there). The gilt clasps looked very old and tarnished but the leather cover looked brand new. I was amazed. I commented that many people were given these Bibles as a wedding present in Victorian times (don’t know whether this is true). Then I was in a guest bedroom with two other people. I was sitting down and they were standing up by the bed. The house, it seems, was called Gypsy Cottage. I then remembered Harry Bosma’s experiment that I’m participating in, in reality, and realised I was now lucid. I repeated to myself over and over again, Gypsy Cottage, Gypsy Cottage so I wouldn’t forget. One of the people I was with was a young man (aged about 30-35) who was dressed in a very old-fashioned way (in a tweed suit) and had a bald head with a circle of hair round. He said "That’s it, you’ve got it." Meaning this was the target. It was very startlingly lucid.
I then seemed to be standing outside the house on a bridge going over a river. The scene had a resemblance to Burnbank Lodge (a close friend’s old house). Burnbank Lodge was a very atmospheric, stone-built, detached house - typically English - with two staircases. The house being surrounded by tall trees. (My friend left Burnbank Lodge around the same time as I left Wharmton Rise).
Do hope we have lots of hits. Although I suspect mine won’t be one of them - I think there’s a lot of personal stuff included here & I do seem to be better at conscious Remote Viewing.
Kind thoughts,
Jo
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Filed under: August 2005 — @ 10:55 am
test results
I am not a remote viewer but did try a dream………. I saw power switch….. a large double pole isolator switch cable or wires A doctor…….. could be the sender? rats or mice running around…… had to keep very still if we wanted to see them. never done this before……… first try……….. Chris……..
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Filed under: August 2005 — @ 8:18 am
8.4.2005 Dream fragments:
I am at the boarding school. All is renovated and clean. A lot of ways outside and stairs, the big school building is on my left side. I was there together with an old school friend of mine, but I lost him somehow and waited for him near his car, a Mercedes.
Scene with a table, covered with a cloth and two thick candles on it. The candles where partly burned down, the wax was melted unevenly, one side of the candle was still there and had a pointed shape.
Somebody is departing for holidays and changed money. I saw a bundle of banknotes in a foreign currency. It was placed on a table and some notes fell over the edge of the table..
I am at a meeting of my old school class, we met in the old class room. There where several rows of desks. I entered the room as one of the last and sat down at a free school desk at the back of the room. The teacher stood in front of us and played a beautiful tune on an electric guitar.
Daytime impression:
I had an impression of a view over a large meadow. On the right side of my view was an edge of a forest, mostly coniferous trees. I had the impression that they were wet because of rain showers which fell before. Location: maybe England (because of the rain ha ha).
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Sorry a tiny error, the first column should end 8, 9,9,10.
I used 2 inputs for SAO.
Comment by Juhani — Sun 7-Aug-2005 @ 7:27 pm