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By peace | July 7, 2008
In my dream, it was a tall statue of Mary, white colour, I seen from the side, I never go in front of it. It was just beside the church, on a raised platform.
It was so real. I must quickly jot it down otherwise I cannot remember later.
I woke up, only to realize it was only a dream….
Two parts. I was awoken at the part of litting candle, very strange phenomenon, and with my mother and an old man (not very old), but ‘chi kor peh’ or ‘cheekopek’ (dirty old man, thinking of sex)…
The first part of the dream: It was Mrs Toh, TSH, I can remember her full name very clearly. But for her privacy, I will not write her full name. This is to tell you that I am very normal person, and I knew what happened and also about my memory. She is older than me, was AMK (Ang Mo Kio) grassroot leader, now I don’t know. She married a younger man and have a kid like me, same year, the cow or bull or buffalo, 牛(niu2) is the one. In the dream, she was with me and Richard. We were at the ‘Pump Room’, very messy, got escalator, must walk with care. It was basement. I was so surprised to arrive there, meeting her, since the dream was so real and I had not met her for so long.
We were walking and as usual, from the place called ‘pump room’ we wanted to walk to the real ‘pump room’ where the operating theatre was, the place where the heart-lung machine was placed, the place where we used to work. But the place where we used to work were too clean, too nice. In my dream, after walking through the first ‘pump room’, there was another room immediately after that. This room was huge, like a factory, seemed to be filled with people or machines… very strange one…..
As I stepped in this part of the building, I was alone — Mrs Toh, Richard and his friend (a guy, forgotten who) did not come in yet. I was afraid, as it was so long I had never come ‘Pump Room’ and I seem lost. At the place where I was standing, I saw Joy SML or Joy SBL (her full name only the middle one I am not too sure, otherwise I remember her full name, her face, her voice, her character, very clearly). She was in front of me, far ahead. I was surprised, and I walked a little forward, to see which floor it was (because I could see from far, an exit with some numbers, big big, written on it, blue or bluish-green number painted on the wall. The number was 3c. It was so funny, I did not know if we were at the basement or at the top, but to me, it was at the basement. But to Joy, when later we talked, she told me it was on top, and that there was another higher level, 3d on top of 3c…..
Just then, Richard and his friend came, called us, and told me something. He seemed to say it was a wrong place we had come to. We followed him, or rather, I followed him to the car. Joy was still standing…..
Strangely, the scene moved. Now, I was in Richard’s car, so fast. It was the scenario of the interior car, greyish-black leather seat, with seat belts. The front driver, Richard, the front seat was his friend, and behind, with two seat belts, I was deciding which one to sit, thinking Joy would be coming in later. She was so ’stubborn’/'proud’ not to come in, but made us went back there to fetch her. I decided to choose the seat on the left, behind the Passenger seat in front.
Richard drove the car back to the place. The supposedly ‘factory room’ where we used to stand was now the expressway. Two big road/lane. Joy was standing on the other side, never crossed the road. I said,”why she so stupid/something like not ‘automatic’, never cross the road. People must U-turn to fetch her.”
Anyway, we did not know if we can U-turned either. But luckily, there was U-turn in front of us, far ahead. Upon arrival, Joy was still standing at the edge, with railing on the far end of this side of road. On seeing our car, she came forward to our car. She wanted to come in to my side, since I am sitting at the side of the Passenger seat, near the curb/edge. I did not want to move, stayed station at my seat, and I used my hand, my finger to show her to come in from the other side of the car. She came in, and we began to talk.
It was here in the car, that we talked and I began to know that she was thinking that there was another level on top of the place where we went earlier on. I saw it was 3, but Joy seem to say it was 7 and that there was another level on it — meaning, I saw 3c, still got 3d according to her; but to her, she saw 7c and still got 7d, something like that.
She told me, in the building just now, she heard music. She sang the music to me, talking, and everyone in the car could hear. I spurted out ‘Wedding March’, yes it was this tune she was singing. She said she heard this tune and she was about to go up to the higher floor. But I told her something else, knowing that there was no higher floor there. I told her and everyone in the car, “You must believe in the Holy Spirit…..
I told Joy that her eyes were ‘blocked by spirit’ (鬼遮眼 = Ghost covered her eyes).” We all told her that there were no higher level in the building. Furthermore, it was not 7, it was 3. I was telling her about this, and then I told everybody, ‘Must Believe’… and that is how some people jumped down from building. Their eyes saw the wrong thing……
Second Part of the dream:
From there, my dream moved. Now, I was at a place, with clay road, the olden day road, with orange-brown clay on the floor. I was so filled with awe and surprise. Many people were queuing up, litting candles. I saw many women/people litting so long candle, pasted with blue stickers, VERY NICE candles, so ‘long/tall’ candle — when hold, it was above their head, very long very long candle, very nice. The sight was so fascinating, so beautiful, so inspired, so inspirational.
A statue of Mary was at the side of the building, must be the church. These people brought their candles to be placed in front of Mary. I wanted to take a photograph of this beautiful sight, but no time. I asked my mother quickly queue up to buy candles too. But when it was our turn, the candles were left with shorter ones. Even though I asked for long ones, they gave one was shorter, smaller and pasted with red stickers. It was 2 candles, placed in those kind of reddish plastic bag. Very disappointed, but still, we tried to lit the candles.
I walked nearer to the statue of Mary, since no more big candles. I wanted to take photograph of the big candles, all lighting at the same time, all placing together, was So Beautiful. But when my turn to walk there, all the candles become shorter and it had already burned off so much, almost leaving a few centimetres on the ground. Disappointed, I walked back to my mother.
It was really a very strange scene. Trying to lit the candle, but I saw a brush being used to lit the candle — the kind of red handle with creamy white brush head (the brush head very messy, lousy brush head). Very weird scene, using brush to transfer the light/candle flame. It was very difficult to transfer the light. Two times, it was almost extinguished, but I managed to relit it….
I saw an old man, with black hair and very brown skin, Chinese, talking/whispering to my mother about sexual position — ‘dirty’ old man…
We were trying to lit the candle still, but awoken from my dream already… feeling so real…. and waking up, I want to ‘Thank You Mary’.
The first time I went into a cave and saw Mary in the cave…
This is not the first time I dream of Mary. This is the second time. The first time, I dream of her was even before I dreamed of Father Terence. Before that, I did not record my dreams, thinking my dreams were not important at all. But thinking back, my dreams does connect…. At that time, I dream of Mary, the Mary of Lordes (the one in the cave). Outside the cave, I saw the red colour ‘house’ or ‘plate’ which the chinese people used to pray — they called it 土地公.
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