December 8, 2020 – This blog is about the First of Seven messages I received during the pandemic.
Very early in the morning, about 6 am or so while I was still half asleep, I had what I’ve called a MESSAGE DREAM for the last thirty years. In this dream, my mom, who had died in May of this year at the age of 93, (and not from Covid-19), was standing next to my bed looking down at me with a big smile. I am not saying I saw a vision of her but rather that I felt her presence next to me suddenly while I was dreaming of something else which I can’t remember. She was so much younger and the energy in and around her was so loving and peaceful. She slowly extended her right arm to touch me. In that moment, I somehow knew she was purposely reaching out to me in that way so I wouldn’t freak out and also to keep me calm for what she was about to tell me. Then all of a sudden, I could feel other presences positioning themselves behind mom but I couldn’t make out any of their faces. All of them were exuding the same loving and peaceful energy as mom was.
At first it was just mom who talked to me and I could tell she was having somewhat of a hard time to come up with the right words to tell me what she had come to say. After she told me a few things like how proud she was of me and to keep doing what I was and had been doing, the presences in the room also began talking. This experience was all very weird because now all of them, including mom, were talking to me in one voice.
The first words I heard from the united voices were: “In the last year, much of humanity has come to believe that they are at war with a virus. They believe the enemy of this worldwide battle is a virus but it’s not – the war is with a few of the vaccines. They also believe that the people who are at ‘the front line’ of this war are the doctors, nurses and care workers, but it is not. Those at the front line are the seniors in long term care facilities. Many seniors will feel it’s not a good time to be 80 plus at this time. Actually, it’s the worst time in the world’s history to be 80 and above. Keep strong. Things will get worst for awhile but don’t worry all will end well for most of humanity.“
While they were still talking to me, I could see one of the larger presences tugging on mom’s left arm and softly telling her that it was time to go – that she needed to be careful not to overdo it because it was her first time communicating with this side. In other words, because it was one of her first attempts at making contact with her loved ones still on Earth, she hadn’t yet mastered the skill of protecting her own energy from getting depleted when in communication with them.
As mom was being pulled back by what I believed was her own divine guide, she was laughing and waving at me while extending her arms as if trying to touch me while repeating “keep doing what you’re doing. I’m very proud of you and you’ll be okay”. Within seconds after mom and all the presences around her left me, I was wide awake and crying. Mom’s presence felt so real and I just wanted her to spend more time with me.
As soon as I woke up, the strong urge to write everything I had just experienced was constant and persistent. This was not the first time I had received a Message Dream so I knew from experience that the nudging would not stop until I wrote about it on paper. Often when I write upon waking up from this type of dream, the words come to me way faster than what I can write so my words are hard to read or a lot of the message is written in note form. But the strange thing is, later when I have more time to type my experience on my computer, like I’m doing now, I can easily recall every minute detail that I saw and heard in the dream. I’ve often told my husband of 48 years that I wish I could recall other events in my life as clearly as when I’m recalling the events within a Message Dream. It’s like that kind of information gets stamped on my brain so that I can recall them anytime I need to do so.
For several weeks after this message dream, I often got emotional and would easily cry not knowing why. Several times my husband and even one of my sons asked why I was crying so often but I chose not to tell them the reason. The reason I felt so emotional was because of the many people that I felt so strongly would die because of the new vaccines, including some people I knew. I felt overwhelmed and worried about what I could do to prevent the loss of all those lives and yet there was nothing I could do. I learnt, about a month later while having the second of what would be seven Message Dreams on this subject that these events were all part of the divine plan – a plan that was much, much bigger plan than I could ever imagine and one that was totally out of my own as well as humanity’s control.