I am weaning off a particularly nasty drug called Venlor (a generic of Effexor) and last night I had a most interesting dream, which I believe was a good indication that I am doing the right thing.
The Dream:
I live in a Dystopian society. Everyone is controlled by a drug and by messages that flash up on a screen telling them what to do. The city I live in is located in a large shopping mall. Everyone is encouraged to buy, buy, buy.
The drug shuts down normal emotions, and also has an effect on the brain that alters the reality that everyone sees. The Mall appears light and made out of gold. Everyone appears super happy and friendly. It seems like the ideal world.
A small faction has sprung up, working to free people from the drug and move out of the Mall into a world outside its walls. This underground faction is banned and all who are found engaging with it, or attempting to leave The Mall are "extracted". No one knows what happens to them - they just disappear.
I realise that all is not as it seems in The Mall. This alone is enough to make contact with The Faction, who have arranged a date and time for those interested in being Liberated to be freed. Before freedom can occur, a detox of the drug is required. If we are still on the drug, we cannot pass through the barriers placed around The Mall keeping everyone prisoner. An envelope is given to me containing a card of pills as well as a sachet of Vitamin B, which I have to drink. I have to take all the pills at once to counter the effects of the drug we consume to live in The Mall.
I do this and I see The Mall for the prison it is. There is no gold and light and the people look like zombies.
The dream ends when I, with a group of others prepared for liberation, are met at the Outer Circle of The Mall by The Faction to begin our Liberation.
Friday, August 21, 2015
Wednesday, November 12, 2014
Kali, Ganesh and Krishna Walk Into My Dream...
A most odd dream this morning, but it feels like it had some significance, which is why I am writing this down.
It begins with my sister and I getting ready for school - I don't want to go and would rather stay at home. I get dressed, but put on a shirt and blouse over which I also put a dress. I am supposed to write exams for Matric in 2 weeks, but haven't studied, and what's more, the Geography teacher didn't bother teaching us the curriculum and I haven't opened a single book. My mother tells me this is why it's important for me to go to school that day.
For a moment, I am lucid in my dream and tell my mother that this is a dream and I have already done my matric. I can stay at home. There is agreement.
The sky is heavy with very dark clouds. The wind is blowing fiercely and it appears as though a massive thunderstorm is heading our way. Trees are bending under the force of the wind. I find a little book called "The Lives of Krishna". Our home is no longer a house, but a book shop or library with many people in it, all of whom appear to be Hindu or Hare Krishnas. I flip through the little book and I see a story about "The Two Faces of Krishna". As I begin to read it, a young, incredibly beautiful Indian woman takes me aside. She has large, gorgeous eyes that appear green, then amber. Her hair is curly and she is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. She tells me that the book I hold isn't entirely accurate and that I should experience Krishna for myself to truly understand me. She also tells me that the storm that is brewing is, in fact, Lord Krishna approaching. I ask her if He is angry. She doesn't answer but disappears before my eyes.
I go back into the house/library/bookshop and the sky is so dark it's almost black. I start worrying about my friend, Nicola, who is meant to fly up from Cape Town to visit.
A bald man with a misshapen head and pot belly approaches me. He too tells me that Lord Krishna is coming. He also tells me that he stepped into a body of a human in order to meet with and speak to me. He said that it didn't quite fit him. [It is he that I think may be Lord Ganesh]
Then an old, wizened lady approaches me. She is a lot pushy and repulsive and quite scary, but she commands a powerful presence. I feel anxious around her, but also compelled to give her my attention. She talks to me, but I don't remember everything she says. She tells me that she will be borrowing my friend's body when she comes from Cape Town, but only for a couple of days. [She, I think, may be Kali]
Then she spots my Buddha tattoo on my right arm. She touches it and asks who it is. I tell her it's Lord Buddha. She bends and kisses the tattoo. I look at the tattoo and there are burn marks where her lips were. (This felt so real that I checked my tattoo this morning).
I go to find my friend, but her doors are locked. The sky in the meantime, has begun to clear and the sun has begun to shine through. The Ganesh dude is happy and excited. "Krishna is here" he says.
I see my mom, my sister and a group of friends ahead. I hug them all. Nicola has not been taken over by the wizened old lady.
It begins with my sister and I getting ready for school - I don't want to go and would rather stay at home. I get dressed, but put on a shirt and blouse over which I also put a dress. I am supposed to write exams for Matric in 2 weeks, but haven't studied, and what's more, the Geography teacher didn't bother teaching us the curriculum and I haven't opened a single book. My mother tells me this is why it's important for me to go to school that day.For a moment, I am lucid in my dream and tell my mother that this is a dream and I have already done my matric. I can stay at home. There is agreement.
I go back into the house/library/bookshop and the sky is so dark it's almost black. I start worrying about my friend, Nicola, who is meant to fly up from Cape Town to visit.
A bald man with a misshapen head and pot belly approaches me. He too tells me that Lord Krishna is coming. He also tells me that he stepped into a body of a human in order to meet with and speak to me. He said that it didn't quite fit him. [It is he that I think may be Lord Ganesh]Then an old, wizened lady approaches me. She is a lot pushy and repulsive and quite scary, but she commands a powerful presence. I feel anxious around her, but also compelled to give her my attention. She talks to me, but I don't remember everything she says. She tells me that she will be borrowing my friend's body when she comes from Cape Town, but only for a couple of days. [She, I think, may be Kali]
Then she spots my Buddha tattoo on my right arm. She touches it and asks who it is. I tell her it's Lord Buddha. She bends and kisses the tattoo. I look at the tattoo and there are burn marks where her lips were. (This felt so real that I checked my tattoo this morning).I go to find my friend, but her doors are locked. The sky in the meantime, has begun to clear and the sun has begun to shine through. The Ganesh dude is happy and excited. "Krishna is here" he says.
I see my mom, my sister and a group of friends ahead. I hug them all. Nicola has not been taken over by the wizened old lady.
Thursday, April 11, 2013
Some Auras
First aura I saw in 2007 after an absence of seeing auras since 1992. This happened immediately after my very first chiropractic adjustment with Ricardo. What I saw was a bright blue light around his head, framed by a golden halo. Light blue like this often indicates a natural born teacher or communicator and the golden light a connection with the Divine.
I am not entirely sure what this aura signifies. It was observed on a yoga teacher who, at the time of seeing these "stop lights" was talking to me about her yoga practice. I can only guess that each of those lights are separate chakras situated above the crown OR they could be divinely inspired messages coming down in through the crown chakra
A very nice clear purple-ish ray emanating from the third eye chakra of a very talented healer and chiropractor just before she commenced her afternoon with clients. She is an intuitive healer, and from what I can see, she has a strong spiritual connection and gets messages/insights sent through her third eye directly.
Thursday, October 25, 2012
My Hands
When I was a child, around five or six, I used to see a faint light around my hands. I didn't tell anyone about it because I thought I was 'making it up'.
Now, older and wiser, and being able to see auras on a daily basis, I realise that what I was seeing as a kid was my own energy field around my hands.
The hand on the right is what I remember seeing as a kid. The colours were quite mixed up - browns, reds, oranges and yellows. While I do get to see those colours in my hands as an adult, I mostly get to see what is shown on the left - a nice solid band of yellowish white light.
Thursday, August 23, 2012
A Vision of Three Buddhas
As I was falling asleep, I had a vision of Three Buddhas.
The first one, I fashioned out of beach sand and it stood up, out of the sand, a magnificent being at least 7 feet tall, and then stood beside me as we watched the ocean. He looked at me, smiled and walked into the ocean where the sand disintegrated and became part of the ocean.
I looked beside me, and there stood a second Buddha, also tall and one made entirely out of onyx, gleaming and beautiful with a very elaborate headdress. He too smiled at me, and as he did, the onyx cracked and fell away to reveal that he was made of gold (see my cartoon drawing, left) and his headdress was less elaborate.
He held his hand above my crown chakra and a light the colour of which I can only describe as yellow-blue as there is no colour like it that I have seen before, enveloped my body in a warm light cocoon.
The Buddha stood before me and dissolved into the light, which now swirled around me. He too smiled and walked right through me as a being of light and disappeared, leaving me surrounded by the swirling light.
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| Buddha - Original Artwork T. Olckers - 23//2012 - All Rights Reserved |
The first one, I fashioned out of beach sand and it stood up, out of the sand, a magnificent being at least 7 feet tall, and then stood beside me as we watched the ocean. He looked at me, smiled and walked into the ocean where the sand disintegrated and became part of the ocean.
I looked beside me, and there stood a second Buddha, also tall and one made entirely out of onyx, gleaming and beautiful with a very elaborate headdress. He too smiled at me, and as he did, the onyx cracked and fell away to reveal that he was made of gold (see my cartoon drawing, left) and his headdress was less elaborate.
He held his hand above my crown chakra and a light the colour of which I can only describe as yellow-blue as there is no colour like it that I have seen before, enveloped my body in a warm light cocoon.
The Buddha stood before me and dissolved into the light, which now swirled around me. He too smiled and walked right through me as a being of light and disappeared, leaving me surrounded by the swirling light.
Tuesday, June 19, 2012
Aura View 1
Seen on the same person on the same day. Squished aura with a void at the base of the neck. Tear in the aura from crown to third eye. Not much light in the aura. This person possibly suffers a great deal of depression, has low energy and has experience violent trauma.
On observation, she appeared to walk slowly and seemed to lack interest in life and her work.
This is What I See...
What most people don't know is that I see auras. Usually I draw what I see and try to understand what it is I have seen.
This particular talent made itself very sharply known when, after my very first chiropractic adjustment, I saw my chiropractor's aura very distinctly immediately afterwards. I see other stuff too, but more on that later.
The purpose of this blog is to log what I see as well as to display my art. We'll see how it all works. Perhaps the art will have to find its own place.
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