Recipe

I asked, “Do I need a shungite or obsidian cross to get rid of that (Utah) girl?” I dreamt that I was having sex with Ali’s (?) spirit. I dreamt that a guy named Clint van Czeyk had a b&w cartoon on Vimeo. It was showing something dripping from the back of a man’s head. I dreamt of people watching a sport. There was a group of blondes. There was a big guy speaking to me/tv with a German accent. I dreamt of a recipe and one of the ingredients was lumphes. (From yesterday) Play I asked the same question. … Continue reading Recipe

Go Through

I asked, “What’s the meaning of mountains?” I was dreaming about a video documentary I’ve been watching called “An Open Secret” about child actor sexual abuse. I dreamt that there were some construction guys building a house for a family with an additional section for me and someone else. Someone may have asked the question of what their favorite show was and one of the guys enthusiastically said, “Home Town!” I was thinking that either it was my favorite show also or one that I really liked. I was then crawling on the street the house was on, picking up … Continue reading Go Through

Keep In Touch

I asked, “How do I get rid of the attached spirits?” I dreamt that I found out that Hollywood was going to pick me, but chose Beyonce instead. I was with a couple other females looking in my mom’s bright white bathroom mirror getting ready for something. My peach fuzz was back, with a little extra so that it was more noticeable / moveable. One of the girls was asking me if I wanted her to write down something that I had been told (another blessing?) and I told her yes. I then left the bathroom, letting mom know that … Continue reading Keep In Touch

Step Up

Last night I asked the question, “What does my husband know?” I dreamt that I was outside in back with Ali over by the old man neighbors house. We were by the brick wall and I asked him if he had looked over recently. He said that he hadn’t. The wall was tall to where we had to step on something to see over.  I stepped up so I could see. There was a wooden fence on the border of the space between our yards. There was a wire fence next to it on our side of the wood fence … Continue reading Step Up

Coach

I asked the same question (“What won’t go any further?”). I dreamt of a girl putting a chicken in the oven. I asked her what time she wanted to eat. She said 8:30. I told her that it was 8:30 and put the clock at the correct time. There was something about mom wanting either me or dad to reach something on the top shelves in the kitchen. I dreamt that I was a coach of a sport that I didn’t know much about / how to play. I dreamt about Ali and the Utah girl. (From Sept. 1, 2018 … Continue reading Coach

Get Rid of Outsourcers

Get rid of outsourcers Dr. J had become a doctor after basketball, but was now retired. Things were going smooth with Judy, and I, then something happened, and we got into a verbal fight. Coley had a pasta noodle going across his top teeth. I wondered why Amy didn’t tell him / say something. I was sitting at the end of the table, waiting for dinner. Coley sitting to my left. Amy leaned over me, her chest in my face (I was leaning back to my left), giving Coley some food / drink. In front of Ali, I walked naked … Continue reading Get Rid of Outsourcers

Get Lucky

Woke up early in morning with Daft Punk’s song “Get Lucky”. I’m at an ice skating rink consecutive days(?). The rink is to my left. Travis also comes, saying a friendly hello to me, as he passes on my left. One day he walks up to me slowly, and gently gives me a kiss. I somewhat hesitantly kiss him back, knowing he has a girlfriend, not knowing if he may have broken up or not, and the others may be watching. Erik Estrada (?). He is acting a little goofy, and a couple of us are teasingly saying we don’t … Continue reading Get Lucky

So, So Wrong

(Night before, asked what is the credibility check (for channelers)) Inside the top apartment / condo of a high-rise building. A dog (chocolate lab) is running in circles around some white towerish thing in the middle / center of the room. Micalanne is standing, I’m several yards from her, and I tell her that she is so, so wrong. The tub (the kind where the water flows over the sides) has started to flood, ruining the floor. How do we tell the owner? I have to wait for an older, short, skinny woman to tell me how to care for … Continue reading So, So Wrong