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#3862
 	From: "pjgaenir" 
Date: Mon Feb 16, 2004 5:28 pm
Subject: Medical RV and Dreams; magic 	pjgaenir

  	  	

I had an interesting dream some time ago.

My friend (Christian, an African who immigrated to the US) has a
brother I will call Jon.  He was in the dream. He had a very, very
serious problem, but I wasn't sure what it was. I was getting the
impression that some 'authority' wanted him to 'go away' or something
though, that was the problem.

I wanted to go to his house, so I set out. I found it, at the very
top inside a building, narrow stairs going up way high.  When I got
there, there was an eviction notice--someone else telling him to get
out--on the inside of his door.  Inside, not the outside, which
struck me as odd.

Inside the house, it was tiny, and there was some 'constriction'
going on; one area so cramped I could barely squeeze through.  As
soon as I was through I saw this gigantic spider-thing on the floor,
but it looked very dead, like dessicated and flattened.  For some
reason there were zillions of super tiny gnats or something swarming
around, and you couldn't even help but breathe them.

There was a little spider monkey there and he and Jon were eating, as
if they didn't even notice all the tiny breathable bugs or dead
spider-thing, so they weren't grossed out and didn't notice they were
ingesting some.

I said, "Jon, My God!  There is NO excuse! Now here is what I want
you to do. Before anything else, get RID of that disgusting dead
spider-thing. It is poisonous and gross and your house is so
revolting!"  It got his attention, and he began working on it.

I went out into the world. I was going somewhere and driving Jon's
car. I had been briefly going in reverse and when I tried to get to
forward, it wasn't working. I couldn't quit going backward and was
worried I'd crash, then finally I got the car stopped, only to
realize I was at the point of a super steep, nearly straight-down
hill. I jumped out of the car, convinced I couldn't stop it if it
began its downward journey, and being in Jon's car if it did would
kill me.

So then I was hanging off the cliff/hill by my fingers. Someone
showed me another way to get down the hill eventually. When I got to
the bottom, it turned out I was right where I began!--I hadn't
traveled anywhere somehow. This was confusing in the dream.  But I
was right near Jon's house.

-------------------

When I woke up, I felt absolutely certain that Jon had some disease,
my sense was cancer.

I also had the even weirder sense that this had been foisted upon him
with magic -- something his culture is very familiar with. (His
father used to be Chief of Police of the state. My friend had several
assassination attempts on his life as a child--I assume Jon did as
well, especially being the Eldest male. They are a wealthy and at
least at one time, political family.)

I've always said I don't believe that any person can harm another
remotely "without their permission" and I still believe that, but
that is not to say that the permission is conscious, or that  most
people might not have 'issues' that such an intent could 'lean on' as
a way in.  I felt pretty clear, though, that someone currently with
some kind of authority/power was 'commanding' him to die on some
level, and he was oblivious to it--and buying into it.

I was telling another friend about this dream, and Ken said that his
doctor has a dark field microscope (a real one, not just the pseudo
darks you 'add on' to normal scopes -- he studies pleomorphism and
other politically-incorrect topics), and that he says in that view,
cancer looks like 'a flattened spider'.  Also, he can actually watch
in the blood, the protits--which looks like little dots swarming all
over--I have to stop explaining now as I am ignorant and won't fairly
represent his studies, but you get the idea.  Now, whether I got this
symbology in my dream because of that feedback, I don't know, though
I wouldn't have gotten that feedback unless I'd described the dream,
there's a catch 22.  Still, I found it fascinating.

Chris and I sometimes go a couple years without talking, and he gave
me his info twice and I lost it (I wasn't at my computer when he gave
it to me--if it's not in my computer, forget it) and I couldn't find
him, after the dream, to warn him, to get him to tell his brother.  I
even paid to search for him on the net and still couldn't find him.
So I have no feedback.

Later, I felt the symbolism of being in the house and then being in
his car and not being able to get out and thinking it would kill me,
might have been something about trying to separate myself from him --
  "detox and disconnect" from the energy of the disease.

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Now I wonder, if a person were to RV cancer, if they would
get 'symbolism'.  Few of us are familiar with cancer as some kind of
recognizeable object after all.

I also wonder if the cultural terror of spiders might be partly
caused by a subconscious recognition of that shape/concept.

Has anybody else here picked up a medical issue, either in dreams,
spontaneously or via formal RV, in another person?  If so, did you
get it symbolically, literally, conceptually, or....?

PJ

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#3863
 	From: "Nita Hickok" 
Date: Mon Feb 16, 2004 5:38 pm
Subject: Re: Medical RV and Dreams; magic 	nitahickok

  	  	

Hello PJ
    I see diseases as something swarming and it can also be symbolic.
You can change it by cleaning out the bad spots and putting in good
energetic images or energy. It is sort of like cleaning out a dusty
room you just keep fighting the dust until it is all gone.
    Nita

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#3865
 	From: Penny Zingery 
Date: Mon Feb 16, 2004 7:48 pm
Subject: Re: Medical RV and Dreams; magic 	pzingery

  	  	

Hi, PJ,

I had a spontaneous experience, in which I just "knew" that a co-worker
had cancer.  Literally.  What I've gotten a lot of times are words,
(once I actually "saw" them), or thoughts as "revelations" about what's
going on.

I had been told that I had cancer, and thought for two days that I did.
  They summoned me to the doctor's office, and showed me a picture of the
ultrasound and the "tumor."  Which they said was more than likely
cancer, but that they wanted me to wait a day or two, and have another
ultrasound. Well, I did.  It wasn't. The ovarian cysts burst and that
was that.  Out with the ovaries, anyway.

I had initially gone to the doctor's office on an emergency basis from
work.  Then I had to drive way out west from downtown, to have an MRI at
the only clinic where they could schedule it that late in the day. The
doctor said that it was apparent that I had a "mass." As it was on an
emergency basis, and I was doubled over in pain, a woman from work,
Linda, wanted to drive me. Even though it would have been out of the way
for her. Well, I told her I'd drive myself.  Then I was scheduled for
surgery. Linda kept in touch with me while I was out of work, checking
up on me, and seeing how I was doing.

When I came back into work, weeks later, I remember walking into the
office, and the first person I saw as I came through the door was Linda.
  And the thought just "hit" me.  (And with it came a physical sensation,
like it happens when that kind of thing occurs.) "SHE HAS CANCER."

Now, I may have associated her caring, subconsciously, with something a
little more than what would've been expected of a co-worker, of course.
But, she wasn't the only one who'd called, and I never actually had a
conscious thought like that about her before that moment.  I thought it
was extremely odd, but kind of shrugged it off.  She didn't look sick at
all at that point.

A few months went by, and one day I was crossing the street in front of
the building where I work.  Linda was standing by herself at the corner,
waiting for the light to change. And I offered to share my umbrella, as
it was raining.  And that's when I noticed it.  Her stomach was extended
underneath the loose dress that was just like all the others she wore,
and I could tell she was in a lot of pain.  She'd hid the fact from all
but two co-workers, and even her family for the two and a half years
that she'd had the breast, liver and brain cancer.  She'd opted to
receive no treatment, and let the disease take it's course. We talked a
little, and she told me she couldn't really talk about it, but promised
she'd talk when she was ready.

Well, two days later, she left the office and went into a hospice.  The
brain cancer finally killed her two weeks later, the day after 9/11.

Penny

> Has anybody else here picked up a medical issue, either in dreams,
> spontaneously or via formal RV, in another person?  If so, did you
> get it symbolically, literally, conceptually, or....?

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#3867
 	From: Barbara 
Date: Tue Feb 17, 2004 7:14 am
Subject: Re: Cancer off topic 	threebears4u

  	  	

Hi Penny, PJ, and everybody else,

First, Penny, I am sorry for the loss of your friend. But, to help others, may I
share with you something.....There is a book I believe everyone should have on
their shelf at home.

The Essiac Report (Canada's unknown cancer remedy )  by Richard Thomas. It will
cost about $ 20.00 plus tax in the US and it is worth much more. In it is the
story of a cure for cancer ( literally, according to John F. Kennedy's family
physician ) that was given to a nurse by someone from an American Indian tribe.
It is made up of 4 common herbs ( that's right 4 common herbs that you can grow
yourself ) and it was origionally tested on terminally ill patients, destined to
die and given up by the medical profession. One patient only had 5 days to live,
but was given Essiac and when he died he had no cancer cells in his body. He
died as a result of the damage done to his vital organs by the chemotherapy.

Personally, I have heard 2 different people who have used Essiac and they say
they have been cured. I have known others with cancer who used this mixture and
also lived. The book has many letters of success written by former cancer
patients.

The book states that this mixture came within 3 votes of being passed in Canada
as a cure for cancer because it was so successful in the trials on terminally
ill people. The book states that because of the lobbying by the drug companies,
Essiac did not pass the votes needed to be sold as a cure for cancer.  It would
have cost the drug companies around the world billions in lost drug revenues had
it passed.

You can buy the herbs most anywhere, and cook the formula up by yoursef. Most
people I have heard of buy the herbs fresh and prepare the mixture themselves
and refrigerate it in brown bottles until it is all used up and mix more. I
personally have shown the formula to a surgeon, and he said there is nothing in
it that will hurt you, but you don't want to take anything if you are on
chemotherapy at the same time. I would also suggest one have their own doctor
look at the ingredients for you own peace of mind.

All the major bookstores carry it this book in the alternative medicine section.
Check it out for yourself and decide if this is something you would like in your
home as a referance, should you ever need it.

There is a letter inside the book written by the Kennedy family physician saying
that Essiac is a cure for cancer period. ( This is also stated by the same
doctor on the cover of this book.)

I am writing this in hopes the information helps someone else. If you buy the
book, please share the information with others, everywhere, but especially with
your own family.

Barb

PS this is not the only book on this subject, as there are others telling of
this and giving different sources where it can be purchased, but IMHO this is
one of the better books on the subject.

Penny Zingery  wrote:Hi, PJ,

I had a spontaneous experience, in which I just "knew" that a co-worker
had cancer. Literally. What I've gotten a lot of times are words,
(once I actually "saw" them), or thoughts as "revelations" about what's
going on.

I had been told that I had cancer, and thought for two days that I did.
They summoned me to the doctor's office, and showed me a picture of the
ultrasound and the "tumor." Which they said was more than likely
cancer, but that they wanted me to wait a day or two, and have another
ultrasound. Well, I did. It wasn't. The ovarian cysts burst and that
was that. Out with the ovaries, anyway.

I had initially gone to the doctor's office on an emergency basis from
work. Then I had to drive way out west from downtown, to have an MRI at
the only clinic where they could schedule it that late in the day. The
doctor said that it was apparent that I had a "mass." As it was on an
emergency basis, and I was doubled over in pain, a woman from work,
Linda, wanted to drive me. Even though it would have been out of the way
for her. Well, I told her I'd drive myself. Then I was scheduled for
surgery. Linda kept in touch with me while I was out of work, checking
up on me, and seeing how I was doing.

When I came back into work, weeks later, I remember walking into the
office, and the first person I saw as I came through the door was Linda.
And the thought just "hit" me. (And with it came a physical sensation,
like it happens when that kind of thing occurs.) "SHE HAS CANCER."

Now, I may have associated her caring, subconsciously, with something a
little more than what would've been expected of a co-worker, of course.
But, she wasn't the only one who'd called, and I never actually had a
conscious thought like that about her before that moment. I thought it
was extremely odd, but kind of shrugged it off. She didn't look sick at
all at that point.

A few months went by, and one day I was crossing the street in front of
the building where I work. Linda was standing by herself at the corner,
waiting for the light to change. And I offered to share my umbrella, as
it was raining. And that's when I noticed it. Her stomach was extended
underneath the loose dress that was just like all the others she wore,
and I could tell she was in a lot of pain. She'd hid the fact from all
but two co-workers, and even her family for the two and a half years
that she'd had the breast, liver and brain cancer. She'd opted to
receive no treatment, and let the disease take it's course. We talked a
little, and she told me she couldn't really talk about it, but promised
she'd talk when she was ready.

Well, two days later, she left the office and went into a hospice. The
brain cancer finally killed her two weeks later, the day after 9/11.

Penny

-------------------
I'm familiar with the formula.  Not long after its publication I was told by a
chemist-biologist friend that one of the primary herbs in it had been outlawed
(it's a weed in the Northwest, I am guessing got listed as a noxious weed?) and
a plant from the same family was being bottled and marketed as a supplement
under its name (but without its effect), effectively rendering the concoction
difficult for the average person to make successfully. I don't know how true all
that is as it's not my field and I didn't follow up, am just repeating. -- PJ

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#3870
 	From: "Sharon Webb" 
Date: Wed Feb 18, 2004 11:01 am
Subject: Re: Medical RV and Dreams; magic 	sharwebb_30512

  	  	

Palyne,

I know a psychic who got the same spider images that you got.  She was doing a
distant scanning of my 18 month old granddaughter, who was believed at the time
to have crippling juvenile arthritis.  Daniela was later diagnosed with
neuroblastoma, a form of cancer.

I have gotten direct images many times.  Often they are in black and white, no
color at all.  I don't know why.

Here's an example (only part of the story, because it's a long one):

My daughter developed a mass on one ovary and was scheduled for exploratory
surgery.  Before the surgery, I scanned her and tried to see the mass.  Instead
of seeing the ovary, I saw the fallopian tube ending in what looked to me like a
small monkey's brain.  I am a nurse and I have never seen anything like it.  I
looked it up in dozens of medical books, but couldn't find anything that
remotely resembled this thing.

Then during the surgery, I psychically scanned her again.  Again I saw the
"monkey brain" and watched (in black and white) as hands and instruments moved
quickly and removed it.  Then with great surprise, I watched as the uterus was
also removed.  This wasn't scheduled!  Why did he take the uterus?

Afterwards, the surgeon told us that the mass was a very rare benign tumor.  I
can't remember the name of it now, but later I couldn't find it in any of the
medical books, until a couple of days later when I found it in an obscure
pathology book.  It was described as looking like the brain of a small primate,
as a monkey.

Oh...and the surgeon did take the uterus, too.  Minutes before the surgery, he
spoke with my daughter about a hysterectomy and she agreed.

Sharon
sharwebb...net
www.fractalus.com/sharon

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Wow.  That's confirmation, I'd say!  Seeing the actual surgery!  PJ

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#3866
 	From: "smitty97006" 
Date: Tue Feb 17, 2004 3:31 pm
Subject: Re: Medical RV and Dreams; magic 	smitty97006

  	  	

Howdy PJ,

I did have one such experience wherein I got pretty much a literal
and fairly clear visual representation of a disease.  I had been
practicing TRV for about 6 months, and was laying down for an
afternoon nap.  I decided I would see if I could get anything on what
was the real problem with my friend who was about 18 months into what
was thought to be some form or rare variant of Lou Gehrigs disease
(ALS); they eventually settled on a diagnosis of Inclusion Body
Myositis (IBM) btw.  This was something along the lines of ERV,
mentally utilizing some of the structure I was used to using in
formal TRV type sessions.

In any event a couple minutes in I got this very clear visual that I
would need to draw to fully describe, but it was not complicated.
This visual was so strong it just stayed with me and I ended up
sketching it out on paper later in the day, which I still have.  This
caused me to begin doing some research on the internet in the
following days and I ran across a picture of a full color slice of
muscle tissue taken from the victim of this disease and put under a
microscope.  The shape, color, density, etc was exactly and I mean
exactly what I had gotten in my visual and henceforth sketched.  I
never showed my friend the thing in that I honestly feared it would
led to false hopes being built I could somehow RV a cure etc, which
with 6 months experience I had no business even thinking about etc.

But the closeness of what I visualized and subsequently found really
was stunning.  Now if I had found this photo slide early on in my
research I would have thought that I had simply visualized what I was
going to find on the internet; but as I dug for hours before I ran
across that particular "matching" slide I strongly suspect I honestly
visualized what the problem was, which was what this muscle tissue
slide was used to show.

Gene Smith

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#3869
 	From: "rfjuice2000" 
Date: Wed Feb 18, 2004 7:58 am
Subject: Re: Medical RV and Dreams; magic 	rfjuice2000

  	  	

> PJ wrote:
> Has anybody else here picked up a medical issue, either in dreams,
> spontaneously or via formal RV, in another person?  If so, did you
> get it symbolically, literally, conceptually, or....?

Hi PJ,

    My mom gets a "knowing" when someone she cares about is sick. She
has always done that, she says it's an uncomfortable feeling that's
not right, and she somehow knows what person it is.

    I believe I've only gotten a medical issue once in a session. It
was for a missing person, and I had seen open flesh, like you would
see in an operation.

Linda

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#3872
 	From: Barbara 
Date: Wed Feb 18, 2004 12:14 pm
Subject: Re: Re: Medical RV and Dreams; magic 	threebears4u

  	  	

Hi PJ, and Linda,

I usually get this kind of info in dreams. Before my former mother in law went
in the hospital with a heart attack, I saw her in a hospital bed in my dream--it
was just a picture of her laying there.

I have found that by asking questions before I go to bed at night, that I can
obtain answers in dreams, sometimes with only pictures, and sometimes with only
a voice, telling me the answer.

Once, when I had to have a serious surgery, I asked if I was going to die if I
went through with the surgery the next morning. That night, I was told that
there would be complications, but, I would live.

I went into the surgery, confident, and as soon as I was given the anesthesia, I
went into anaphalytic shock. Everything stopped and I had a NDE and went all the
way through the tunnel. But, the doctors got me back and I lived.

I don't doubt this process, because it has worked too many times for me. I am
not sure how it works, though. So, give it a try as it may work for you too.

Barb

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#3877
 	From: christina wellman 
Date: Thu Feb 19, 2004 12:16 pm
Subject: Re: Digest Number 402 	ag0g0girl
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I had an experience once where I saw a friend in the grocery store, and when I
lifted my hands to give her a hug, I just happened to have my palms raised
towards her in the perfect angle and when I blinked I got a mental picture of
her right side kidney.

Later the next week I found out she had a really bad kidney infection.