So I had a vivid dream last night. Break it down dream readers! Part 1: I was invited by a friend to a ceremony with his family. When I arrived, I figured out it was a Naming ceremony. His family were all beautiful beautiful people, although their skin were wringled and burnt brown by the sun. They appear to be desert folks. I learn from the gathering that one gets a name at birth, but you are given a new name for your next life. They spoke a familiar language that I didnt fully understand. They posed a name for my friend to have. He also requested that he be named after an ancestress who was known for her courage. The high council approved his new name and he was ready for the next journey. Before he left he told me his uncle was sick, and wanted me to help with his healing. He was taken away by light. Part 2: I find myself in a cabin house with other healers, trying to find the ailment of the old man. A woman walks in who spoke the same language as my friend. She came and she helped me find the ailment of the old man. He had sickness in his throat. I believe it was cancerous. When I was confident about knowing the sickness of the uncle, the woman then started leaving but I stopped her and asked what language she spoke. She responded, Ichthus Vitis. Part 3: All of a sudden a Woman of light commanded the attention of the room. Her robes were made of purple light flowing from her head. Next to her sat an old bearded man. She asked Which of you have the diagnosis for the old mans ailment. I along, with the woman who helped me walked towards her and kneeled in front of her. We raised our hands towards and told her the ailment. She then heals me and in healing me she healed everyone else in the room. Part 4: Then I was taken to the top of cliffs, and was engaged with spirits on discerning the nature of Good and Evil. They believe the world had been mislead. That the world believes Good and Evil are independent of each other and exist in their own right. I was shown the nature of Evil as it attempts to destroy Good. Then a voice spoke We believe that Good must always remember it is good even when it is Evils nature to destroy it. It must never lose its self-realization that it is Good. So I googled Ichthus Vitis today and apparently Ichthus was a symbol for the apostles used in Early Christianity. Vitis means vine, and was a symbol of the centurions. Both are in latin. Weird isnt it?
Posted on: Sat, 24 May 2014 04:28:29 +0000