January 31, 2006 Tuesday
I was in South Carolina. My friend lives in Arizona.
Tuesday morning (1/31/06) I dreamt that my friend and I were hiding on a boat or train. We were hiding for fun rather than from fear. Later we were picking up coins, many of which were strange, not standard US coins. I sent my friend an email about the dream.
On the morning of February 6 I received an email reply from my friend. He said he had just returned from a week-long cruise in the Caribbean. He said during the cruise he had played around with his friends by hiding from them in the ship's passageways. He also said he played a lot of slot machines and handled lots of coins and casino chips.
Parallels between my dream and reality:
hiding on a boat for fun
handling strange coins
Copyright 2013 Jon Maloney
Showing posts with label dream telepathy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dream telepathy. Show all posts
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
Dream Telepathy
January 18, 2006, Wednesday
I was in South Carolina. My friend was in Pennsylvania.
Tuesday night (1/17/06) my friend was reading a Dilbert cartoon book by Scott Adams, Words You Don't Want to Hear During Your Annual Review
. The cover showed the boss giving Wally his performance review and saying, "COOT... FERAL... SQUIRRELLY..." My friend thought about other members of the animal kingdom and realized most would probably be bad to hear during a review. He liked the cartoons and he wanted to share them with someone. He considered taking the book to work, but decided not to.
A few hours later on Wednesday morning (1/18/06) I dreamt that my friend was reading something funny. I thought it was a cartoon. He wanted me to read it and handed it to me saying something about the one that started with "You know why they call me wolf?" I took it but I did not read it.
Parallels between reality and my dream:
My friend read funny cartoons and wanted to share them,
What he was sharing referenced an animal, and
No one else read the cartoons my friend wanted to share.
Copyright 2013 Jon Maloney
I was in South Carolina. My friend was in Pennsylvania.
Tuesday night (1/17/06) my friend was reading a Dilbert cartoon book by Scott Adams, Words You Don't Want to Hear During Your Annual Review
. The cover showed the boss giving Wally his performance review and saying, "COOT... FERAL... SQUIRRELLY..." My friend thought about other members of the animal kingdom and realized most would probably be bad to hear during a review. He liked the cartoons and he wanted to share them with someone. He considered taking the book to work, but decided not to.
A few hours later on Wednesday morning (1/18/06) I dreamt that my friend was reading something funny. I thought it was a cartoon. He wanted me to read it and handed it to me saying something about the one that started with "You know why they call me wolf?" I took it but I did not read it.Parallels between reality and my dream:
My friend read funny cartoons and wanted to share them,
What he was sharing referenced an animal, and
No one else read the cartoons my friend wanted to share.
Copyright 2013 Jon Maloney
Saturday, December 10, 2011
Dream Telepathy
December 2, 2005 Friday
After lunch on Thursday, my friend in Pennsylvania noticed a wooden table, some chairs, and lots of white plastic bags stacked at the trash bin behind a store. He came back that night after dark to get the table and possibly other stuff worth taking. The table was gone. He thought about whether the chairs would fit in his vehicle. He was uneasy behind the store at night and wondered what the employees would think if they saw him taking stuff. There were lots of plastic bags. He left without taking anything.
A few hours later on Friday morning in South Carolina, I dreamt that my friend and I were at a store where he was getting a bunch of plastic bags on a wooden pallet at a reduced price. He left. I stayed and hassled with the employees over taking the stuff. One employee acted like our getting the stuff was illicit. Later, after dark, my friend returned. We were standing by the pile of plastic bags behind the store at a backdoor, like a receiving entrance. The wooden pallet was gone. We wondered if the other stuff would fit into our vehicle. When the dream ended we had not taken anything.
Parallels:
My friend had the “good deal” feeling of saving money. (In reality the items were free. In the dream the items were at a special low price.)
My friend saw the stuff he wanted, left for awhile, and came back after dark to get it.
In reality there was a wooden table. In the dream it was a wooden pallet.
The table/pallet was gone when my friend came back for it.
There were piles of plastic bags.
We stood beside the stuff in the dark behind the store.
We were concerned about what the employees thought about our taking the stuff.
We were uneasy in the dark behind the store.
We contemplated what would fit into the vehicle.
We ended up not taking anything.
Copyright 2011 Jon Maloney
After lunch on Thursday, my friend in Pennsylvania noticed a wooden table, some chairs, and lots of white plastic bags stacked at the trash bin behind a store. He came back that night after dark to get the table and possibly other stuff worth taking. The table was gone. He thought about whether the chairs would fit in his vehicle. He was uneasy behind the store at night and wondered what the employees would think if they saw him taking stuff. There were lots of plastic bags. He left without taking anything.
A few hours later on Friday morning in South Carolina, I dreamt that my friend and I were at a store where he was getting a bunch of plastic bags on a wooden pallet at a reduced price. He left. I stayed and hassled with the employees over taking the stuff. One employee acted like our getting the stuff was illicit. Later, after dark, my friend returned. We were standing by the pile of plastic bags behind the store at a backdoor, like a receiving entrance. The wooden pallet was gone. We wondered if the other stuff would fit into our vehicle. When the dream ended we had not taken anything.
Parallels:
My friend had the “good deal” feeling of saving money. (In reality the items were free. In the dream the items were at a special low price.)
My friend saw the stuff he wanted, left for awhile, and came back after dark to get it.
In reality there was a wooden table. In the dream it was a wooden pallet.
The table/pallet was gone when my friend came back for it.
There were piles of plastic bags.
We stood beside the stuff in the dark behind the store.
We were concerned about what the employees thought about our taking the stuff.
We were uneasy in the dark behind the store.
We contemplated what would fit into the vehicle.
We ended up not taking anything.
Copyright 2011 Jon Maloney
Dream Telepathy
July 31, 2005 Sunday
This incident occurred when I was in South Carolina and my friend was in Pennsylvania.
Sunday morning I dreamt I was helping a friend with a project that involved his going for supplies, using a tape measure, and painting. In the scene I remember I was stooped painting a vertical surface white and my friend was working a couple of feet above my head. My impression was that it was a wall or a stair. The project involved more than just painting, because painting does not require taking measurements.
Unknown to me, a support on my friend's stairway to his basement broke several days before my dream. My friend thought about fixing it but didn’t get to it until Sunday (7/31/2005). He bought supplies at Home Depot, used a tape measure to reposition the railing supports, and sat on the stairs as he worked. He wanted to do some touch-up painting around the repairs but he didn’t get to it. The wall is white.
Parallels: Getting supplies, working on the stair, using a tape measure, and thinking of painting with white paint.
Copyright 2011 Jon Maloney
This incident occurred when I was in South Carolina and my friend was in Pennsylvania.
Sunday morning I dreamt I was helping a friend with a project that involved his going for supplies, using a tape measure, and painting. In the scene I remember I was stooped painting a vertical surface white and my friend was working a couple of feet above my head. My impression was that it was a wall or a stair. The project involved more than just painting, because painting does not require taking measurements.
Unknown to me, a support on my friend's stairway to his basement broke several days before my dream. My friend thought about fixing it but didn’t get to it until Sunday (7/31/2005). He bought supplies at Home Depot, used a tape measure to reposition the railing supports, and sat on the stairs as he worked. He wanted to do some touch-up painting around the repairs but he didn’t get to it. The wall is white.
Parallels: Getting supplies, working on the stair, using a tape measure, and thinking of painting with white paint.
Copyright 2011 Jon Maloney
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Strong Dream Telepathy
July 20, 2005 Wednesday
Wednesday morning (in South Carolina) I dreamed that my father and I were looking at an old black-and-white photograph. It was an old war photo that showed a city with a military plane flying over it. He said the pilot was a guy named Jimmy and the city was Binghamton.
That same morning my father (in North Carolina) was preparing a talk about The Lonesome Lady, a World War II bomber whose crew he knew. The plane had been shot down. My father was assembling pictures, making handouts, and writing his talk. Later that day I mentioned my morning dream to my father in an email. He responded in an email, saying, "Mark it up as a coincidence, but as you were dreaming about Jimmy and Binghamton, I was thinking of how to present my talk about the Lonesome Lady mission including the bombardier, Jim Ryan from Binghamton, NY."
That may be the clearest incidence of telepathy I've had with my father. Not only did I pick up on my father, his old photos, World War II, and flying, but I got two proper names – Jimmy and Binghamton.
Copyright 2010 Jon Maloney
Wednesday morning (in South Carolina) I dreamed that my father and I were looking at an old black-and-white photograph. It was an old war photo that showed a city with a military plane flying over it. He said the pilot was a guy named Jimmy and the city was Binghamton.
That same morning my father (in North Carolina) was preparing a talk about The Lonesome Lady, a World War II bomber whose crew he knew. The plane had been shot down. My father was assembling pictures, making handouts, and writing his talk. Later that day I mentioned my morning dream to my father in an email. He responded in an email, saying, "Mark it up as a coincidence, but as you were dreaming about Jimmy and Binghamton, I was thinking of how to present my talk about the Lonesome Lady mission including the bombardier, Jim Ryan from Binghamton, NY."
That may be the clearest incidence of telepathy I've had with my father. Not only did I pick up on my father, his old photos, World War II, and flying, but I got two proper names – Jimmy and Binghamton.
Copyright 2010 Jon Maloney
Wednesday, April 07, 2010
Dream Telepathy
January 4, 2005 Tuesday
I dreamed that I was playing poker with an old friend who lives in Arizona now. The game was chaotic with lots of confusion regarding who was in, who was out, what the bet was, whose turn it was, etc. The game had a surreal quality to it.
I wrote my friend an email about the dream. He said he had received the poker game "Texas Hold'em" as a Christmas gift. He said he and his grown son had been playing it after a lot of drinking in Mexico a few days earlier. He said it was the first time he had played poker in about three years.
Copyright 2010 Jon Maloney
I dreamed that I was playing poker with an old friend who lives in Arizona now. The game was chaotic with lots of confusion regarding who was in, who was out, what the bet was, whose turn it was, etc. The game had a surreal quality to it.
I wrote my friend an email about the dream. He said he had received the poker game "Texas Hold'em" as a Christmas gift. He said he and his grown son had been playing it after a lot of drinking in Mexico a few days earlier. He said it was the first time he had played poker in about three years.
Copyright 2010 Jon Maloney
Dream Telepathy
December 3, 2004 Friday
Friday morning I dreamt of an old friend who moved to Arizona. In my dream we were painting a wall with cream-colored paint. Then we were in a cluttered area looking for rattlesnakes. He yelled "There he is! There he is!" and caught a rattlesnake. He quickly inserted his shotgun down the length of the snake's body, pointing away from him, and began firing. As he fired he said that's the way they cook snake meat in the wild. Then he stopped firing and was holding some long sandwiches, like hotdogs or hoagies, instead of a snake and a shotgun. I was amazed. As soon as he saw the look on my face he broke out laughing, real hard. The whole thing had been a prank. There was no snake. He laughed and laughed uncontrollably.
I sent my friend an email telling him about my dream. He said a few days before (less than a week) he had been at his mountain cabin with two male relatives who were helping him build an addition onto the cabin. One of the guys came running out of the junky basement storage area saying he heard something move down there. My friend thought it might be a rattlesnake, since they are common in that area. So my friend and the guy went into the basement looking for the snake. My friend kept picking up pipe sections and pointing them down and away from him as he shook them to make a snake fall out if there was one inside. Then he heard something and looked in time to see a mouse run behind a cardboard box. He said he instantly knew the mouse had been the cause of the noise his relative had heard earlier. My friend said he yelled "Look out!" and screamed "Ahhhhhhh!" pointing at the mouse. His relative jumped and spun in the air to face the mouse in a boxer's fighting stance. (He used to be a boxer.) My friend said it looked so funny he laughed real hard until tears were running down his face. He said, "I laughed so hard I cried and tears were just streaming down my face. I told that story to our wives, friends the next night, and so on each time crying when I recounted Dick's 'fighting stance jump' with mice attacking."
Copyright 2010 Jon Maloney
Friday morning I dreamt of an old friend who moved to Arizona. In my dream we were painting a wall with cream-colored paint. Then we were in a cluttered area looking for rattlesnakes. He yelled "There he is! There he is!" and caught a rattlesnake. He quickly inserted his shotgun down the length of the snake's body, pointing away from him, and began firing. As he fired he said that's the way they cook snake meat in the wild. Then he stopped firing and was holding some long sandwiches, like hotdogs or hoagies, instead of a snake and a shotgun. I was amazed. As soon as he saw the look on my face he broke out laughing, real hard. The whole thing had been a prank. There was no snake. He laughed and laughed uncontrollably.
I sent my friend an email telling him about my dream. He said a few days before (less than a week) he had been at his mountain cabin with two male relatives who were helping him build an addition onto the cabin. One of the guys came running out of the junky basement storage area saying he heard something move down there. My friend thought it might be a rattlesnake, since they are common in that area. So my friend and the guy went into the basement looking for the snake. My friend kept picking up pipe sections and pointing them down and away from him as he shook them to make a snake fall out if there was one inside. Then he heard something and looked in time to see a mouse run behind a cardboard box. He said he instantly knew the mouse had been the cause of the noise his relative had heard earlier. My friend said he yelled "Look out!" and screamed "Ahhhhhhh!" pointing at the mouse. His relative jumped and spun in the air to face the mouse in a boxer's fighting stance. (He used to be a boxer.) My friend said it looked so funny he laughed real hard until tears were running down his face. He said, "I laughed so hard I cried and tears were just streaming down my face. I told that story to our wives, friends the next night, and so on each time crying when I recounted Dick's 'fighting stance jump' with mice attacking."
Copyright 2010 Jon Maloney
Dream Telepathy
November 14, 2004 Sunday
This incident was a first in that as I went to sleep early Sunday morning I intended to see if I could experience dream telepathy with my good friend in Pennsylvania. I succeeded.
I dreamt I was at my friend's house in Pennsylvania. My friend was showing me around the house. He pointed into a small bathroom and told me the commode was stopped up.
My friend told me that earlier in the week the commode in the half bath near the kitchen in his house had stopped up and he had used a plunger to clear it. He said he has lived in that house for five years and this was the first time that commode had been clogged.
Copyright 2010 Jon Maloney
This incident was a first in that as I went to sleep early Sunday morning I intended to see if I could experience dream telepathy with my good friend in Pennsylvania. I succeeded.
I dreamt I was at my friend's house in Pennsylvania. My friend was showing me around the house. He pointed into a small bathroom and told me the commode was stopped up.
My friend told me that earlier in the week the commode in the half bath near the kitchen in his house had stopped up and he had used a plunger to clear it. He said he has lived in that house for five years and this was the first time that commode had been clogged.
Copyright 2010 Jon Maloney
Dream Telepathy
November 7, 2004 Sunday
I almost didn't include this experience in my record because it seemed weak, but it appears so obviously to defy random coincidence that I decided to include it. Over the years my best friend and I have recognized that our telepathy is often induced when one of us wants to tell the other something, but then doesn't get a chance to do so. Our subconsciouses apparently attempt to complete the intended communication. This entry is an example of that phenomenon.
My friend intended to call me from Pennsylvania on Saturday night (11/5), but when he got ready to call it was too late so he didn't call. One of the things he meant to tell me about was a dream he had earlier that week. In his dream he was working in the building where we used to work together in South Carolina. There was a fire in the front part of the building that prevented him from taking the prescribed evacuation route down the building's front hallway. In order to avoid the fire he had to evacuate out the side door of the open office area.
Later that same night (early Sunday morning, 11/6) I dreamed I was hiking with my friend and there was a fire ahead that blocked our path. We had to take an alternate route to avoid the fire. Later, we were working together in the building where we used to work in real life.
Parallels: fire, our paths were blocked by fire and we had to take an alternate route, working in the building where we used to work.
Copyright 2010 Jon Maloney
I almost didn't include this experience in my record because it seemed weak, but it appears so obviously to defy random coincidence that I decided to include it. Over the years my best friend and I have recognized that our telepathy is often induced when one of us wants to tell the other something, but then doesn't get a chance to do so. Our subconsciouses apparently attempt to complete the intended communication. This entry is an example of that phenomenon.
My friend intended to call me from Pennsylvania on Saturday night (11/5), but when he got ready to call it was too late so he didn't call. One of the things he meant to tell me about was a dream he had earlier that week. In his dream he was working in the building where we used to work together in South Carolina. There was a fire in the front part of the building that prevented him from taking the prescribed evacuation route down the building's front hallway. In order to avoid the fire he had to evacuate out the side door of the open office area.
Later that same night (early Sunday morning, 11/6) I dreamed I was hiking with my friend and there was a fire ahead that blocked our path. We had to take an alternate route to avoid the fire. Later, we were working together in the building where we used to work in real life.
Parallels: fire, our paths were blocked by fire and we had to take an alternate route, working in the building where we used to work.
Copyright 2010 Jon Maloney
Dream Telepathy
May 24, 2004 Monday
On Monday morning I dreamt that a good friend of mine and I were driving somewhere at night. As we neared our destination he turned right off the paved road to take a dirt road. I asked him what he was doing. He said if he stayed on the pavement he would get pulled over by the police, so he was going to drive the rest of the way on this unpaved road.
Saturday night (the night before the night of my dream), my friend was driving some friends of his to his remote cabin in the Arizona mountains. His friends were drinking and they kept trying to get him to drink. He is paranoid about getting caught drinking and driving, so he refused to drink until they had left the paved road by turning onto the dirt road that led the last few miles to the cabin.
Parallels: driving at night, paranoia about getting pulled over by the police, feeling safe from the police after leaving the paved road, taking the last few miles of the trip on a dirt road.
Copyright 2010 Jon Maloney
On Monday morning I dreamt that a good friend of mine and I were driving somewhere at night. As we neared our destination he turned right off the paved road to take a dirt road. I asked him what he was doing. He said if he stayed on the pavement he would get pulled over by the police, so he was going to drive the rest of the way on this unpaved road.
Saturday night (the night before the night of my dream), my friend was driving some friends of his to his remote cabin in the Arizona mountains. His friends were drinking and they kept trying to get him to drink. He is paranoid about getting caught drinking and driving, so he refused to drink until they had left the paved road by turning onto the dirt road that led the last few miles to the cabin.
Parallels: driving at night, paranoia about getting pulled over by the police, feeling safe from the police after leaving the paved road, taking the last few miles of the trip on a dirt road.
Copyright 2010 Jon Maloney
Dream Telepathy
May 6, 2004 Thursday
On Thursday morning I dreamt that my best friend's father had stopped breathing. I gave him mouth-to-mouth resuscitation and he started breathing again. I had never met my friend's father in real life. My friend lives in Pennsylvania, his father lives in Georgia, and I live in South Carolina.
My best friend was in Texas on business. He said on the previous Thursday his father had difficulty breathing and had been admitted to a hospital in Georgia. Pneumonia was suspected, but no cause was identified. My friend's father had been released from the hospital on Saturday. Of course my friend had been concerned about his father this week, especially since no cause of his father's breathing difficulty had been determined.
Copyright 2010 Jon Maloney
On Thursday morning I dreamt that my best friend's father had stopped breathing. I gave him mouth-to-mouth resuscitation and he started breathing again. I had never met my friend's father in real life. My friend lives in Pennsylvania, his father lives in Georgia, and I live in South Carolina.
My best friend was in Texas on business. He said on the previous Thursday his father had difficulty breathing and had been admitted to a hospital in Georgia. Pneumonia was suspected, but no cause was identified. My friend's father had been released from the hospital on Saturday. Of course my friend had been concerned about his father this week, especially since no cause of his father's breathing difficulty had been determined.
Copyright 2010 Jon Maloney
Dream Telepathy
April 15, 2004 Thursday
On Thursday morning I had a long dream with many scenes. The following dream pieces seemed to be taken from the thoughts of my best friend, who was in Texas on business that week.
I dreamt I was staying with my best friend and helping him with a home repair. We worked in his backyard, where we dug a hole. Then I was getting out of bed and saw Bruce Willis on the far side of the bed. I asked my friend what Bruce Willis was doing there. Then we heard some loud rasping-sawing noises from the far corner of the room. Investigation revealed it was a group of cicadas on the wall. We talked about the progress of someone we were training.
I related the dream to my friend by email. He said before he went to Texas he had repaired the deck on the back of his house. In the course of repairs he had to dig a hole under the deck. Then he had to go to Texas, leaving the deck repairs unfinished, which bothered him. He said he had been thinking about the deck repairs all week. During his trip to Texas he had been training an auditor. One night that week he had watched a Bruce Willis movie in his hotel room. Also that week he had read an article about cicadas. The article predicted the cicadas would be unusually loud this year.
Copyright 2010 Jon Maloney
On Thursday morning I had a long dream with many scenes. The following dream pieces seemed to be taken from the thoughts of my best friend, who was in Texas on business that week.
I dreamt I was staying with my best friend and helping him with a home repair. We worked in his backyard, where we dug a hole. Then I was getting out of bed and saw Bruce Willis on the far side of the bed. I asked my friend what Bruce Willis was doing there. Then we heard some loud rasping-sawing noises from the far corner of the room. Investigation revealed it was a group of cicadas on the wall. We talked about the progress of someone we were training.
I related the dream to my friend by email. He said before he went to Texas he had repaired the deck on the back of his house. In the course of repairs he had to dig a hole under the deck. Then he had to go to Texas, leaving the deck repairs unfinished, which bothered him. He said he had been thinking about the deck repairs all week. During his trip to Texas he had been training an auditor. One night that week he had watched a Bruce Willis movie in his hotel room. Also that week he had read an article about cicadas. The article predicted the cicadas would be unusually loud this year.
Copyright 2010 Jon Maloney
Tuesday, April 06, 2010
Similar Dreams
October 6, 2002 Sunday
On Sunday morning I dreamt that my best friend and I were looking at a moving picture he had taken of bats hanging from a high ceiling in a large room. The picture was real time. We could see the bats moving around. We were in a house my friend had lived in a long time ago.
The same Sunday morning my best friend dreamt he was behind the house he lived in back in the late sixties and early seventies. He discovered a huge fallen tree with a cavernous hollow interior. He watched bats on the high ceiling of the tree's interior.
Copyright 2010 Jon Maloney
On Sunday morning I dreamt that my best friend and I were looking at a moving picture he had taken of bats hanging from a high ceiling in a large room. The picture was real time. We could see the bats moving around. We were in a house my friend had lived in a long time ago.
The same Sunday morning my best friend dreamt he was behind the house he lived in back in the late sixties and early seventies. He discovered a huge fallen tree with a cavernous hollow interior. He watched bats on the high ceiling of the tree's interior.
Copyright 2010 Jon Maloney
Sunday, April 04, 2010
Dream Telepathy
April 21, 2002 Sunday
On Sunday morning I dreamt that I was angry at a lady friend (with whom I had been corresponding by email in real life). I was angry at her for wasting money on a diamond when she was poor and had trouble paying her bills.
I told my friend about the dream by email. She said she had been mad at her daughter since Friday because her daughter had bought a fake-diamond ring. She told her daughter how stupid it was to spend money on jewelry when she could barely pay her bills.
Copyright 2010 Jon Maloney
On Sunday morning I dreamt that I was angry at a lady friend (with whom I had been corresponding by email in real life). I was angry at her for wasting money on a diamond when she was poor and had trouble paying her bills.
I told my friend about the dream by email. She said she had been mad at her daughter since Friday because her daughter had bought a fake-diamond ring. She told her daughter how stupid it was to spend money on jewelry when she could barely pay her bills.
Copyright 2010 Jon Maloney
Dream Telepathy
March 31, 2002 Sunday
I dreamt I was visiting an old friend who lives in Arizona. The dream was vague, but I remembered three specifics that I related to my friend in an email: there was concern about his dog eating poison, there was a big concern about drinking water, and at the end we watched something awe-inspiring in the sky. (I didn't know if my friend owned a dog.)
My friend said he took his dog with him to work on his mountain cabin the day before (Saturday). The cabin had been winterized and the water was turned off. He had put antifreeze in the commode and he knew he couldn't let the dog drink it, because it was poisonous. My friend had forgotten to bring water and both he and the dog got very dehydrated. (He was so dehydrated he was sick Saturday night.) He ended the day sitting on a hilltop, smoking a cigar, and watching a spectacular sunset.
Parallels: my friend has a dog, concern about poisoning the dog, concern about water, and watching something spectacular in the sky.
Copyright 2010 Jon Maloney
I dreamt I was visiting an old friend who lives in Arizona. The dream was vague, but I remembered three specifics that I related to my friend in an email: there was concern about his dog eating poison, there was a big concern about drinking water, and at the end we watched something awe-inspiring in the sky. (I didn't know if my friend owned a dog.)
My friend said he took his dog with him to work on his mountain cabin the day before (Saturday). The cabin had been winterized and the water was turned off. He had put antifreeze in the commode and he knew he couldn't let the dog drink it, because it was poisonous. My friend had forgotten to bring water and both he and the dog got very dehydrated. (He was so dehydrated he was sick Saturday night.) He ended the day sitting on a hilltop, smoking a cigar, and watching a spectacular sunset.
Parallels: my friend has a dog, concern about poisoning the dog, concern about water, and watching something spectacular in the sky.
Copyright 2010 Jon Maloney
Saturday, April 03, 2010
Dream Telepathy
January 19, 2001, Friday
On Friday morning I dreamt that I was at my best friend's house in Pennsylvania. I was standing beside a couch on which over a dozen envelopes were haphazardly strewn. My friend said he had been meaning to put them away, but he hadn't got around to it yet. I asked if he had considered asking his wife to handle them one day while he was at work.
I emailed my friend about the dream. He said he had sorted through a stack of accumulated mail on the previous weekend. He put the envelopes on his desk with the intention of filing them later in the week. He didn't get to it. On Wednesday while he was at work, his wife wanted to use the desk. She picked up the pile of envelopes from the desk and tossed it onto the couch, where the envelopes made an unsightly mess. My friend saw the envelopes spread across the couch on Wednesday night and was frustrated that he didn't have time to file them. I had my dream on Thursday night/Friday morning. My friend finally filed the envelopes that weekend.
Copyright 2010 Jon Maloney
On Friday morning I dreamt that I was at my best friend's house in Pennsylvania. I was standing beside a couch on which over a dozen envelopes were haphazardly strewn. My friend said he had been meaning to put them away, but he hadn't got around to it yet. I asked if he had considered asking his wife to handle them one day while he was at work.
I emailed my friend about the dream. He said he had sorted through a stack of accumulated mail on the previous weekend. He put the envelopes on his desk with the intention of filing them later in the week. He didn't get to it. On Wednesday while he was at work, his wife wanted to use the desk. She picked up the pile of envelopes from the desk and tossed it onto the couch, where the envelopes made an unsightly mess. My friend saw the envelopes spread across the couch on Wednesday night and was frustrated that he didn't have time to file them. I had my dream on Thursday night/Friday morning. My friend finally filed the envelopes that weekend.
Copyright 2010 Jon Maloney
Dream Telepathy
September 30, 2001, Sunday Morning
I dreamt I was with an old friend in another country. There was some sort of threat and we had to evacuate the building. The situation was tense.
After I woke up I thought about the dream and my friend, whom I had not communicated with in a long time. I had his email address, but I did not know what country he was in. He moves every few years. I wrote him an email and related the events in my dream. A few hours later I received an email from him. He said he was in Jakarta, Indonesia where anti-American demonstrations were in progress, growing larger and louder. (The attacks on the World Trade Center and the Pentagon had occurred less than three weeks before, and the US was expected to attack Afghanistan.) My friend's wife had already been evacuated out of the country and he said he would be evacuated later if the situation deteriorated further.
Copyright 2010 Jon Maloney
I dreamt I was with an old friend in another country. There was some sort of threat and we had to evacuate the building. The situation was tense.
After I woke up I thought about the dream and my friend, whom I had not communicated with in a long time. I had his email address, but I did not know what country he was in. He moves every few years. I wrote him an email and related the events in my dream. A few hours later I received an email from him. He said he was in Jakarta, Indonesia where anti-American demonstrations were in progress, growing larger and louder. (The attacks on the World Trade Center and the Pentagon had occurred less than three weeks before, and the US was expected to attack Afghanistan.) My friend's wife had already been evacuated out of the country and he said he would be evacuated later if the situation deteriorated further.
Copyright 2010 Jon Maloney
Dream Projection with False Awakening
Sunday January 21, 2001 about 4:30 AM
I had felt tired all day Saturday. My right hand and wrist hurt, which had prevented me from doing my daily rowing exercise. I took two Mobigesic tablets for pain and went to bed at 10:30 PM.
I became conscious while feeling the internal movement of projecting. I intentionally separated and floated upward. My first thought was how easy separation had been, when usually I try hard and can't accomplish it. I was floating vertically a few feet above my bed in my old house in Davidson, North Carolina. (I still don't know if my old bedroom is an astral construction, if I time travel to my old bedroom, or if there's some other explanation for frequently finding myself projected in that room.)
I looked around and wondered where to go. Years of repeated suggestion took over and I thought of visiting my friend in Pennsylvania. I felt an instant shift in location, everything went black, and I knew I was in my friend's house. Although everything was still black, I knew I was in my friend's TV room, on his ground floor. I knew my friend and his wife were not in the room. I remembered my friend's wife had been having psychic experiences. I wondered if she would be able to perceive me. I felt a quick shift and knew I was standing in the upstairs hall outside the master bedroom. I was reluctant to enter my friend and his wife's bedroom. I could sense that no one was up in the room. I felt a quick shift and knew I was standing in the basement. I still couldn't see, but I could sense that no one was up in the basement either.
Suddenly I snapped back to my body and sat up in bed. I was in bed in my old bedroom in Davidson (not in South Carolina where my body really was). I immediately began reviewing the projection I had just experienced so I would remember it. I could hear my family upstairs. I heard my brother say "Goodnight" and start coming down the stairs. My door was open. I realized my brother's actions are what had brought me back to my body. My brother came into my room, borrowed a couple of unused VCR tapes from me, and left to go to bed in his own room.
Then I was standing outside at night, on Pine Road in Davidson. I was talking with a good friend from childhood about the projection I had just experienced. I had three wall calendars in my hands. Then there was a blizzard of little white things flying through the air and hitting us. It was not snow or sleet. It seemed like rice. I looked at my friend and said, "Is it rice?"
Then I woke up in my real bed in Anderson, South Carolina. I didn't feel like trying to go back to sleep, so I got up and checked my email. One email was from my old friend Jim Brown, who said he was going to Idaho for his son's wedding. I immediately remembered the rice that was hitting me in my dream a few minutes before. Friends throw rice at the bride and groom at weddings. I also realized that the biggest, most memorable event Jim Brown and I shared had occurred on Pine Road in Davidson. It seemed Jim's thoughts of me in telling me about the wedding, brought Pine Road and flying rice into my dream.
Copyright 2010 Jon Maloney
I had felt tired all day Saturday. My right hand and wrist hurt, which had prevented me from doing my daily rowing exercise. I took two Mobigesic tablets for pain and went to bed at 10:30 PM.
I became conscious while feeling the internal movement of projecting. I intentionally separated and floated upward. My first thought was how easy separation had been, when usually I try hard and can't accomplish it. I was floating vertically a few feet above my bed in my old house in Davidson, North Carolina. (I still don't know if my old bedroom is an astral construction, if I time travel to my old bedroom, or if there's some other explanation for frequently finding myself projected in that room.)
I looked around and wondered where to go. Years of repeated suggestion took over and I thought of visiting my friend in Pennsylvania. I felt an instant shift in location, everything went black, and I knew I was in my friend's house. Although everything was still black, I knew I was in my friend's TV room, on his ground floor. I knew my friend and his wife were not in the room. I remembered my friend's wife had been having psychic experiences. I wondered if she would be able to perceive me. I felt a quick shift and knew I was standing in the upstairs hall outside the master bedroom. I was reluctant to enter my friend and his wife's bedroom. I could sense that no one was up in the room. I felt a quick shift and knew I was standing in the basement. I still couldn't see, but I could sense that no one was up in the basement either.
Suddenly I snapped back to my body and sat up in bed. I was in bed in my old bedroom in Davidson (not in South Carolina where my body really was). I immediately began reviewing the projection I had just experienced so I would remember it. I could hear my family upstairs. I heard my brother say "Goodnight" and start coming down the stairs. My door was open. I realized my brother's actions are what had brought me back to my body. My brother came into my room, borrowed a couple of unused VCR tapes from me, and left to go to bed in his own room.
Then I was standing outside at night, on Pine Road in Davidson. I was talking with a good friend from childhood about the projection I had just experienced. I had three wall calendars in my hands. Then there was a blizzard of little white things flying through the air and hitting us. It was not snow or sleet. It seemed like rice. I looked at my friend and said, "Is it rice?"
Then I woke up in my real bed in Anderson, South Carolina. I didn't feel like trying to go back to sleep, so I got up and checked my email. One email was from my old friend Jim Brown, who said he was going to Idaho for his son's wedding. I immediately remembered the rice that was hitting me in my dream a few minutes before. Friends throw rice at the bride and groom at weddings. I also realized that the biggest, most memorable event Jim Brown and I shared had occurred on Pine Road in Davidson. It seemed Jim's thoughts of me in telling me about the wedding, brought Pine Road and flying rice into my dream.
Copyright 2010 Jon Maloney
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Same Dream as Coworker's Daughter
Monday March 31, 1997
Between 4:00 and 6:00 on Monday morning I had a long, disturbing dream. A lady coworker of mine had died unexpectedly a few hours before. My feeling of loss was intense, and lasted for a couple of hours after I awoke.
I told the lady my dream at work later that day. She was amazed. She said her twelve year old daughter tried to keep her from going to work that morning. Her daughter was scared and didn't want her to leave. My friend said her daughter had stopped her and said, "Mama, I'm scared. I dreamed you and I died last night. Then they brought me back to life, but you were still dead."
Copyright 2009 Jon Maloney
Between 4:00 and 6:00 on Monday morning I had a long, disturbing dream. A lady coworker of mine had died unexpectedly a few hours before. My feeling of loss was intense, and lasted for a couple of hours after I awoke.
I told the lady my dream at work later that day. She was amazed. She said her twelve year old daughter tried to keep her from going to work that morning. Her daughter was scared and didn't want her to leave. My friend said her daughter had stopped her and said, "Mama, I'm scared. I dreamed you and I died last night. Then they brought me back to life, but you were still dead."
Copyright 2009 Jon Maloney
Dreamed Coworker's Thoughts
Wednesday February 12, 1997
I dreamt that I was at a female coworker's house where she showed me a tree growing inside. It contained several bird nests. Each bird used the same nest every year. Then she set up a card table. She was concerned that it be set up before someone arrived. She knelt on the floor rearranging some items. Then she turned on a lamp on the floor. She thought the lamp was ugly. That's all I remember.
At work later that day I shared my dream with the lady I had dreamt about. She said that she had read an article the day before, about an owl who had taken over an osprey's nest. Osprey's use the same nest every year. It was time for the osprey to lay, and the owl was in the way. She liked the article and kept it for her husband to read. Then she had her dining room table, and her bedside table, taken away to be refinished. Her husband doesn't like changes. They eat at the dining room table, so she set up a card table in their dining room, making sure it was set up before her husband got home. The contents of the bedside table were stacked on the floor beside the bed. She knelt to organize the stuff and to position her bedside lamps on the floor. She noticed how ugly the lamps were and told her husband she would replace them.
Copyright 2009 Jon Maloney
I dreamt that I was at a female coworker's house where she showed me a tree growing inside. It contained several bird nests. Each bird used the same nest every year. Then she set up a card table. She was concerned that it be set up before someone arrived. She knelt on the floor rearranging some items. Then she turned on a lamp on the floor. She thought the lamp was ugly. That's all I remember.
At work later that day I shared my dream with the lady I had dreamt about. She said that she had read an article the day before, about an owl who had taken over an osprey's nest. Osprey's use the same nest every year. It was time for the osprey to lay, and the owl was in the way. She liked the article and kept it for her husband to read. Then she had her dining room table, and her bedside table, taken away to be refinished. Her husband doesn't like changes. They eat at the dining room table, so she set up a card table in their dining room, making sure it was set up before her husband got home. The contents of the bedside table were stacked on the floor beside the bed. She knelt to organize the stuff and to position her bedside lamps on the floor. She noticed how ugly the lamps were and told her husband she would replace them.
Copyright 2009 Jon Maloney
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