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The Dream By Angie Christie |
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As many people who know me are aware, one of my dearest guides is a North American Guide who I feel very strongly is of the Lakota Sioux. He first came to me when I was in development circle back in the 1980's. Whilst going into a light trance and quiet time in the circle, I saw very clearly legs running with a cloud overhead. I, then, was aware of a man who was, I feel, in his 20's to 30's with straight black hair and a band around his head. I knew I was seeing an Indian. I immediately called him Running Cloud. Later, I was told by him via another medium that it is not his real name, but he answers to it as he said, "She probably would not know how to pronounce it." So, Running Cloud he became and he was not there, I realized later, for my clairvoyance, but for my strength. Over the years he has helped me to no end and is ALWAYS seen by different mediums as a tall slim man with one or two feathers at the back of his head. In fact, the famous psychic artist, Marie Taylor, actually drew him for me (picture above). Another guide who came before RC (as I call Running Cloud) was a Mother Superior of the Sisters Of Mercy order. She actually let me hear her name - Mother Theresa. She informed a very good medium in my early days in the Spiritualist Church that she had been with me right from the time of my birth which, strangely enough, is today - 28th December. She, too, is a guide whom I feel works very closely with Running Cloud. The dream (or was it?) I had happened several years ago. I went to bed one night and suddenly I was not in my bed, but on beautiful springy green grass. In front of me was an 'igloo', but not one from the North Pole. This one was very strange as it was made entirely of dark polished wood, slatted together so finely that it was perfectly round. The floor was of the same wonderful shiny dark wood which shone as if highly polished, exactly like the igloo-type building. One item of furniture was in that room. A very beautiful high backed Spanish style chair. Seated on the chair was a nun and standing right beside her was Running Cloud with his arms folded, a stern looking man. As I looked at the two people, the nun beckoned me over to them. I remember feeling very embarrassed. Although I knew them very well, seeing them in front of me made me shy. I had to cross the polished floor to get to the nun and then I was made to kneel down in front of her. This I remember doing, and although my head was bowed, I saw her make the sign of the cross over my head. Before I could say anything to them, I was back in my own bed again. This dream was different to most dreams I've had as it was so vivid. I have never forgotten it. If that is the future, then I am not afraid to pass over. I realized that our guides in this life are there to be with us. I felt special in a way, actually meeting them both face to face whilst my life continues on this plane of existence. |
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