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Dreams : Capturing the Panorama

In a dream I had last night, I saw myself at a waterfront site in Florida. Does not feel like my home town, but a touristy area.

A small pond and a decorative wooden bridgeAlmost as if I was in a Japanese garden in the Keys. My family & I were enjoying the warm, sunny day. They were looking at the animals with their back to the water & I was facing a beautiful curved wooden bridge over a pond.

The colors were very vibrant – purples, yellows & a broad spectrum of greens. The bridge was weathered with moss at its feet.

I decide to take a picture of it and pull out my smartphone. As I open the camera app, I decided to take a panoramic shot. Of course I am focusing on the camera & its settings & it feels like a long time has passed. Finally I point the camera at the bridge & start the scan across the panorama.

I intend to swing the camera from the bridge away over the waters to capture the calm waters & ultimately ending on the beautiful colors of the landscape across the pond. As I start the sweep, I swing away from the bridge, I capture the waters, but they are not calm. The water seems to be draw away & the wind is pulling away.

I keep sweeping the panorama & now the winds have changed. They are coming back & the waters seem to be rising. I just can’t even fathom what I am seeing! I know that water receding & then returning means danger, but I am frozen. Inactive, except for the sweep of the panoramic shot. I can’t see on the screen the beautiful landscape of a few minutes ago and my mind can’t seem to process what it is seeing.

Now I am at the last two frames of the panorama. I don’t see the beautiful landscape, but capture a very tall wave cresting & curling over. It is over 50′ feet tall & the scene is now at the shore of an ocean – even though I am standing on the same green meadow.

Finally my camera captured all the frames & it is now processing – and so is my mind! I immediately register that I am seeing a Tsunami coming towards me.

Mega wave in HawaiiThe waves have grown & has taken over my whole view.

It feels like the waves of Hawaii Five-O’s starting sequence. My mind drifts and I hear the music of Hawaii Five-O in the background.

Everything is now in a very slow motion, The mist of the waves are drops of water floating almost like in a zero-gravity environment.

Finally I realize I don’t want to acknowledge that is unfolding in front of me. I wake up from this hazy state of mind and run to catch up to my family.

I grab them & scream to run! They instinctively just run hollering back at me “why?? We just keep running and running…

I wake up with the words “Purim” stuck in my head. Over the last year I have learned not to question what shows up when I wake up. Just accept & investigate. So I did – This year Purim falls on 14 Adar 5773 – February 24/25…

What is occurring on that day?


  • On that day we will have a full moon.
  • Day before (23rd), Mercury will begin Retrograde in Pisces. A retrograde is an optical illusion where Life will seem to stop, slow down and lean backwards. Things will seem to be weird & off-kilter. Just like in my dream. This will continue until March 17
  • Purim (“lots”) is a Jewish holiday that commemorates the deliverance of the Jewish people in the ancient Persian Empire from destruction.
  • In doing research, a few ‘viewers’, including the WebBot Project, have had visions of unusual water events (flood, Tsunami, storms) to start on these days.
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Venice in a Day

The beauty of Venice is breathtaking. Of the cities I’ve visited, Venice is my 2nd most favorite city only after Oia, Santorini.

Oia has the beautiful sunsets & the romance of the blue & white clif-hanging building. It is a village for a romantic getaway. Quiet & serine and what dreams of made of.

Venice on the other-hand has the beauty of a city I can live in day-to-day. It has the social & cultural aspect that I like in a city. It is a city of large & small scale charm all wrapped up in to one. Architecturally, it can feed my soul for the rest of my life & culturally I can feed off its beauty.

Here is a video, for your enjoyment, of the activity & the beauty of this magical city.

Venice in a Day from Joerg Niggli on Vimeo.

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SM – Shine on…

Oh Boy! I thought my “Moment of Synchronicity with SM” was complete when I had my FaceBook.com interaction with RT the other day, but not….

I got a call today from TR. She wanted to talk so I scheduled a time to talk. I should have know! Every time SM shows up – it’s for TR! Sure others can benefit from the input I can offer from interactions with SM, but ultimately it’s for TR.

Tonite, TR & I got a chance to talk. She is in a space of dis-empowerment & was not sure if she “can go on without him.” I listened to her for a bit & then all of a sudden I get this feeling over me!

As she is speaking, I could not just listen only I had to say something & SM’s words just rang out! SM’s words were still in my head, so I just said them:

“You do have problems & your circumstances are not great! but guess what? It’s time to let go & learn to live! Your problems are this tiny compared to the magnificence that you are! You are a creation of the great universe! Honor yourself as such. . .

go on with your life & honor your greatness!”

Wow! I never imagined me saying that – so directly – to a grieving widow!

“It is time to allow SM to rest in peace & time for you to live your life. Not as a widow, but as a woman who needs love & wants to share love! You are hanging on tight, afraid to let go… He is here with us because you are afraid to let go.”

Please, let go. . .

The silence could be cut with a knife, as the saying goes. But she was still on the line. . . She didn’t hang up on me, so something must have rang true for her!

“So you think I am holding him back?” She asked.

“Not holding ‘back’ but hanging on too tight that keeps him here with us.” I replied. “See, the only times he comes knocking is when you are suffering – so it’s surely possible that your grief & longing for him is that strong.”

“I have a suggestion. . .” I told her.

“How about letting his physicality go, but keep the love you two had as a memory and use that memory as a prop to lift you up on days that you are down.

“When you’re feeling down & think that you can’t make it, them call on that love & the strength of your memories to keep you going. . .

Just one day at a time, for now.”

“OK, I will take that on!” she replied.

Something seemed to change in her voice & a certain sense of peacefulness seems to fill her soul.

We talked for over an hour of things she would like to do. And of sharing that she would like to experience, of love she would like to feel again.

SM, it has been a crazy ride interacting with you, but I think this may be the last time I hear from you. It’s amazing how you kept showing up for TR and thank you for the privilege it was to be your voice. You were a great mentor, a beautiful soul & now shine brightly, like the diamond that you area, out in the universe.

Shine on, you crazy diamond!

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Dreams : Ideas Flowing Like…

I find myself sleeping in a very large bedroom. My bed, a large four-poster California King with a very cozy down comforter, looks tiny in this massive master bedroom. The master bedroom was very large and also had a beautiful wood ceiling. The walls are fine silk wallpaper and the floor is a beautiful bamboo hardwood finish. The bed, in the room, was on the right 1/3 of the room with the rest of the room furnished as a large sitting area.

As I lay there dreaming, I get the sensation of something stepping on my toes. It feels like the tiny feet of my bird Rico. Every Sunday morning, when he is let out of his cage, he flies upstairs and into my bedroom.

He jumps off my toes, walks up my leg, steps on my stomach and makes his way across my chest. This is his usual path on his way to see my face. Standing at the edge of the comforter, which I have tucked under my chin, he sits there looking at me. I am now awakened by the noise Rico makes as he repeatedly turns his head side to side to get a better look at me, with both of his eyes.

I open my eyes, and Rico is startled. He chirps and then flies naked celebs off. As he flies off, there is a green, orange & brown trail behind him. At first, I thought -what the heck? – but it was green, orange & brown and its trailing as he flies circles around the room. “Hey! Wait a second, green, orange & brown?” I immediately sit up on the edge of the bed & look down at the floor where its dropping. It is tiny little lovebirds with green plumage & orange cheeks walking all over the floor. I mean tiny! They are only about a 1/2 tall and there are so many of them!

This is weird! Tiny little birds walking around with a few brown worms to boot. I am totally shocked by this and I charge out of the room to get the camera! “Nobody is going to believe this! I need some evidence.” I charge down the stairs & oddly enough, my wife is sleeping on the mid-span on this beautiful grand staircase. At the time, I didn’t think much of it and just kept going. But when I came charging back, she was gone.

The house was a very beautiful Spanish-style mansion – felt like one of the homes I’ve done. The living room where my camera was, had a 14′ tall pecky cypress ceiling, marble floors and the walls were a fine Venetian plaster finish. The room was one of my designs and the ceiling was finely detailed with cross beams and very ornate trim.

When I came back to the bedroom, the raised-paneled mahogany door was closed and the lower left hand corner was spray-painted with an enamel paint. The fresh baby-poop colored paint is dripping down the wall and door and spilling onto the beautiful bamboo hardwood floor. I step over it anyway and enter the room. In entering the room, I find this room feeling weird now. “I would never design the bed right in front of the door?” I question, but soon forget this inquiry and remember what I was doing.

To my surprise, there are no little birds anymore. The only thing I see is a few brown worms coiled up like a spring. I bend down to take a macro shot of the tiny worms, when I notice the noise in the other end of the room. Instead of getting up, I look thru the space under the bed & notice lots of legs & activity in the other side of the room. I get up and there, where the sitting area used to be, now sits several drawing tables with people bustling around. It looks like a brainstorming meeting waiting on the chief art director.


So you know what comes next… my interpritation of the dream:

OK so birds flying are symbols of communication and ideas. Over on DreamMoods.com : To see a bird in your dream, suggests that a message is being conveyed to you. Birds in history are also messangers. The fact that they are circling me means, to me, that my ideas are flowing. Also the fact that the bird is pooping other birds means to me that ideas are really flowing and more communication is being generated all around.

I saw the rooms in very vivid detail so the reason I saw the living room & master bedroom this way is because this is what I do for a living. I design homes. Everything centered around this house – around my design. Then finally I discover (that in my own room) there are many people bustling around and are even having a ‘brainstorming’ session.

So to wrap all this together, Ideas (creating, designing) are flowing like crazy all around me. My designs are the center of where all this is happening and there are people waiting to brainstorm with me. To create new ideas and have them flow all around.

Funny enough – or maybe this is why I am interpreting the dream this way – is that I just resolved to take my design ideas and spread them a round. I just created new opportunities to share them with people around other countries and share my ideas for luxurious living. Creating spaces that inspire and surrounds the occupants with luxurious environments to fill their souls.

There was one part that seemed off. When I left the room, I returned to a spray-painted door (ruined beautiful mahogany door) dripping on the bamboo floor; the room layout was off; no birds in the room and only brown coiled worms.

So this seems to be a word of caution in the message.

To me this means to keep my eye on the ideas. Keep them flowing & don’t get distracted by the ‘brown worms.’ Not worry or get too focused on proving (“evidence”) of anything to anybody. Just do it as my heart tells me so and for the fulfillment of people’s soul. Stepping up and being ‘the art director’ they are waiting for, will ultimately be the fullest expression of who I am and will fill my soul.

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Visitaion : #15 Confirmed

Today my wife got a call that Julito passed away. This confirms the premonition I had on the 15th.

We went to visit the family & when we got there I got the confirmation of my visitation dream. The family was at peace & they were complete with the way Julito passed away. They were not crying over the loss, but were praising God for not letting him suffer and live in a long vegetated state.

Luis even shared with us that 10 years ago, Julito got ill and was ready to die. Luis’ son was about to be born & Luis asked God to keep Julito around a little while longer so that he can be with his grandson. He thanked God for the additional time Julito had to spend with the family & the grandson.

They were now OK with him passing and the time had come for him to be with God. They were OK because in their eyes God had given them a sign at the hospital. A flock of pigeons started gathered outside his hospital room window the evening that he was taken to Hospice. Grays on one side, whites on another & a reddish one in the middle. Even the nurses commented on how odd that was. They’ve never seen the birds before today.

This was the case for a few days. But on the day Julito was to pass, the birds flew away an hour after his passing.

Another confirmation is that in the room when Julito passed were his wife -C- his son Luis & the son’s wife. Three people.

Also the color sets of pigeons – gray, reddish & white. Again three as in my visitation dream.

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