2019-06-07 NSDRM - Dream Explorations: CathyW, EricG, Jed

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2019-06-07 NSDRM - Dream Explorations: CathyW, EricG, Jed

Pierre Grimes and the Noetic Society

Original Location https://archive.org/details/20190607NSDRM Usage License CC BY-NC-ND 4.0 International License Please Help Support the Project Like these videos? Please consider supporting Pierre, the NS, and our archiving activity by giving a small amount monthly to support our work. Go to noeticsociety.org and the 'Support the Project' section. Look for the Paypal or other link. We'd love it if you chose to 'Make this a monthly donation', as well -- rather than just one-time -- in whatever small amount is within your regular monthly budget. Thank you! Synopsis Three NS members explore their dreams with Pierre. (There was no 'NSFRI' talk tonight. We will try to continue with the Iliad books 9 and 11 next week.) CathyW's Dream - 6 June 2019 I was at a story telling festival in a crowded home—parked outside—climbed up some steps to get onto the porch. In the event, we were told to put all our backpacks, purses, etc. on a table in the front. I told a story—went afterward to get my purse—it was empty—someone had taken everything, including my wallet that had just about every credit and debit card I owned plus a few hundred dollars in cash—to me, a lot, and also my phone. I drove home unhappy and confused. I called the coordinator. She said, you didn’t keep your stuff with you? Then what did you expect? It was Mike (she named a person) who took it. You need to call him to get it back. She kept reminding me a few more times that you need to keep your stuff with you so it will be safe. I felt guilty and worried—I didn’t have the phone numbers off all those cards— Eric's Dream - 5 June 2019 I was out with my friends. We were out at a place that was simultaneously a hotel, a restaurant and a CVS/pharmacy. We go to this shop or pharmacy and it’s a pharmacy ran by Koreans. My friend with me is Korean, a second friend is Asian and another friend as well as his dad who’s with us is white. My friends are picking up medicine or picking up contact lenses. At the counter the worker asks if we want DNA tests, and my Korean friend says, “Yeah, sure.” Her test came back almost immediately and she was Asian, but only 20-30% Korean, but she had gotten 100% Korean in the past. My other Asian friend also got back something Asian based. On my test, it was 0.0% Asian. My Korean friend was surprised there was no lineage back in my family expecting maybe like a tenth of a percent. There was an off feeling coming from me or my friend around the idea that the pharmacy somehow managed to get the test results so quickly. We got rooms for the night. We get two rooms. The day after we’re checking out of the rooms, and my friends are outside getting food or playing, and I go over to check up on them. They look like they’re having fun, but I don’t want to do what they’re doing so I go back to my hotel room to take a shower. My friend told me, “because they’re Asians, for the white looking customers they give them the rooms without hot water.” I go in and take a shower and position myself, but the water isn’t as cold as you would think. It feels like a bad water heater rather than no water heater. I finish my shower and start packing up. For some reason, I go outside and I’m talking to a city council person. They’re mayor or assistant to the mayor and talking about the responsibility of their work and because they’re a mayor for a big City it feels like they’re running a state, but a lot of the problems in the city are state issues and not city issues. A young black male comes over and it’s like he is a detective or a federal officer and tells the city council man that, “he’s free to go.” The man is reviewing him and reviewing us. I can tell the mayor is frustrated of this and maybe even a bit scared of dealing with law enforcement. Another woman for the feds comes over, and I ask her if I can go back to my room and if my bags are still there. She tells me, Yes and that there was a little girl there with her grandfather there and if I asked them they would tell me where the bags are. I already get a weird and off feeling from this. I go back to the area, but it’s no longer my room, but a bus. I go to the door area of the bus and I see a little girl with the older person, but there’s also other people there. I go over and talk to the little girl, and I get the feeling that the little girl is a ghost or a demon. She says something off and then she dematerializes. Other people see this, and I don’t quite notice their reactions, but they seem off—put by it. I was kind of spooked and scared by this even though when the detective told me about the girl; I thought or knew the girl was already a ghost. Jed's Dream - 7 June 2019 I was playing in this big paddock (like an acreage of grassland and light forest) in the back yard, explain later to someone that it was my mother's back yard but i dont live there anymore. As i move forward, from the wilderness back towards where all the people are, i see that there is snow on the ground everywhere, and there are a couple of skiers there sliding along. They’re getting ready for the Olympics. There is a little pulley transport system, passing by, like a chair lift, that can drag about 3 people at a time along the ground and over some hills. I jump on with some other people. I tell them that i want to ski too, and that maybe there was an event that i could learn quickly so i can participate in the Olympics too. I ask them if they could help me learn how to ski. I was thinking that if i focus completely and train really hard i could learn one of them and i could make one of the events and participate in the Olympics, seeing as i was here anyway. They looked at me dismissively, skeptically, judgmentally, like they were judging, even without knowing me or my plan, that that could never happen and therefore didnt tell me and wasn't interested in help me. We reach an area were people are setting up tents and things for the Olympics. There was a guy in one of the open tents setting up a DI box. Me and another guy go over to the tent. He standing next to me and said that the DI box was for leveling the signal after its been sent and received at the other end. The guy in the tent with the box said that wasn't right. I said that the DI box was for leveling, balancing, the signal before its sent, so that when you receive the signal at the other end you are not trying to make a complete and balanced signal with lost pieces or packages of information that come from an unbalanced signal and can there for be all over the place, and the sections with spikes in volume might be one of the lost parts, and wont fit together nicely. Its better to level the signal first, so that any lost packages/bits/sections of information are lost evenly and can be put together into a whole more evenly at the other, receiving, end. And that was what the DI box was for. The guy with the box said that i was right, but the guy next to me i was explaining this to wasn't interested in hearing that. I told him that i was a guitarist, and i used to use a DI box sometimes to send a balanced guitar signal to the mixer. They were not interested in hearing that either, not paying attention or listening. And then i went into this little house set up there, it was dark, had low ceilings, and many rooms. Even though it was dark and cramped, and a bit scary, it was out of the cold and that made it a good place. There were these two guys in there, big guys, tall and overweight, with well groomed short trendy haircuts. They looked the same, like they were twins. They were setting up the house for video games, either to be played there, perhaps as a competition event in itself, or as the main central server for people all over the Olympic village to be able to play the games while they were here. I saw many different games in boxes on the shelf, including World of Warcraft which i recognized and mentioned, pointing to it and something like “oh W.O.W”, because i knew and liked the game. I asked them “with so many people here as part of the tournament, are you worried about the safety of the equipment?” One of the guys said “no, we are really strict with who comes in and out of the place”, and i thought they must mean with security name badges and things, because they might have been wearing ones around their necks too. After that i went to a basketball court. There were different groups playing there. Then the next part of the dream was in a room with people arranged in separated, staggered, desks facing forward, with a small, older style, TV mounted high on the front wall. They were going to play Mario Kart together as a group, but it was on an older console. Like a Nintendo 64. I had a newer version of the Mario Kart game, and a newer console, felt like a green XBOX ONE that could be used to play it. But i didn't want to mention it to them because the people were all very focused on the tv and the game that they were used to playing and were about to play, it was like they had a routine and had been playing that game for a long time, and maybe very attached to it. And also, the older game was there set up already and almost ready to play. And it was a fun game to play as a group so it would be fun to play that one anyway. So i didnt say anything about the newer console, and edition of the same game, that i had. Someone brought in pizza for the group. And there was a part where we all had to sit around a large rectangular wooden table and put out hands on a sensor in front of where we were sitting, and place a small item on another sensor in front of that. And there was a circle that would light up green or red. While we were there eating the pizza. When there were only about 3 of us at the table, the sensor in front of me was green. But when there was the whole group there together, filling all the seats around the table, the sensor, when i put my hand on it, was red, like there was a problem with me being there. First i saw that all the people's items were out of alignment with their positions, and that might be why it was coming up red. So, i adjusted all the people's items so they were set up in front of the right people and ordered properly. But when i sat down and put my hands on the sensor it came up red again. Like there was a problem with me being there, and the group couldn't go forward to the next stage, the next level, of their activities because of the problem indicated by the red light. Meanwhile there was a young kid there, like a teenager, who was new there, and he was going over to a different close by area where he was doing all the many rides and fun activities and things set up. He kept coming back to tell me about the things he was doing, very excited, and thought it was very cool that he could come and tell me about them too, kind of leaving his teenage friends for a few moments to come and tell me about them before going back and doing more. It felt to him cool that he could talk to me, because i was cooler and more mature, and we could talk in a different way than he could with his friends about what he was doing. He was excited about all the games he was getting to play and told me that i should go and play them too. I was actually more focused on staying and advancing with the group that i was there with, understanding and removing the problems so we could advance as a group. I wasnt very interested in all the rides and carnival games that he was playing in the other, next door area, the area sort of feeling like it was, in terms of distance, “the next day”, or “a day away”. (interesting because that using time to understand distance) He told me that he had just finished playing paintball, and that i should play it too, and he touched my hand and left green paint on my hand. I said “well now i can't play because it looks like I've been hit already” He said “no no, they will change the colors or something when you are there playing if they see that, it'll be fine”. He was excited that he got to do all these activities, like at Disney land, in the one day that he was there. He was like a maybe about 18 years old, with brown skin, perhaps from New Zealand, from a small town, like where i was from. Then there was a scene with my little brother, and his friend, playing in another room playing with these small figures, these toys. They brought out 2 for me. One was Pokey, a red pony from a clay-mation animated TV show from my childhood, and the other was a real life looking horse, small figurines I put Pokey on top of the real horse, and rode it around, and played with them like that for a moment, but that game was boring and i stopped playing and gave the toys back to them. When i was leaving there were these guitars out, most of them in cases, against the outside wall of the house. A couple of them were against the wall so under the lip of the roof and protected from the elements, while several of them were out in the open. I knew one of them was mine. I was about to leave with a group of people going in a car, to some other place. They might have already been in the car. I picked up one, in a case, thinking it was mine, the case looked like mine, but when i opened it i saw that there was an electric guitar in there, and remembered someone had brought over an electric guitar and sat it there with the other electric guitar cases. And my guitar was the other one there with a similar looking case. I was given a whole pizza, it was very delicious, but I had already eaten. More Info Pierre Grimes and Philosophical Midwifery The Noetic Society The Pierre Grimes and the Noetic Society collection here on archive.org.