God of Elijah, Pregnancy
Posted: Wed Sep 18, 2024 11:32 pm
Just want to share a dream that felt like more than a dream. I've never heard God pronounced this way before- and in this dream I felt like I was the woman. Strange-
I think it might be a message for someone... Maybe for my self in years to come???
I have a dream as point consciousness and am mostly looking through the eyes of a woman. I see a trying relationship with her and this man who I can't really identify.
But one day, she is with her Brother who is there to bear witness. I believe she is listening to something like a cassette player - I am now residing within her frame of reference when suddenly
ANGELS announce, "God of Elijah" Their voices are descending like a glorious chorus and a sound of trumpets- I've never heard OR FELT anything like it, like they were descending into my SPINE- and I've never heard god announced as God of Elijah before.
She/we and the Brother are listening intently- God tells her/us she/I will be pregnant and have a child "not before 31 weeks and not after 33 weeks" and that this might concern people but the child will be healthy.
I have to play this message back over and over again, until I/she weeps- we cry. I feel the tears of pain and joy simultaneously- the Brother understands what just happened is real and is in complete shock.
Later- I am at the hospital where she is giving birth in a small room. I am continually trying to impress upon her and everyone- But mostly her, something about the placenta. I'm not sure if that's the right word but I am encouraging her, and it is a concern of hers- and the two female nurses who helped give birth are willing to oblige her. What ends up happening is they do not cut the umbilical cord right away and let this red sac fluid rest on her body. The nurses also ask if we are to give the baby her shots and I make sure that does not happen. They are ok with it- Again, I am kind of witnessing in the air as a type of influence... But the nurses end up asking in a way that it is multiple choice-
"Should we give her her shots now or are you wanting to come a later day?" Knowing full well we are not giving her any shots.
A visiting woman who looks like someone I know pops her head into the room where the woman just had the baby. She asks the nurse if that's the placenta? The nurse says yes, the woman who gave birth has this placenta sac thing wrapped around/resting on this very tiny child says something like, "I'm keeping her warm. she was cold" And the nurse just smiles and wipes the blood off the womans forehead with a ball of cotton.
The last scene I remember is a black female puppy dog joyfully pouncing and rolling around our feet- the husband is present, and the woman/me feeling a complete sense of joy. "My baby" my is born. I feel a ownership both for the black dog and the child. It is a very special feeling.
Wake up...
I think it might be a message for someone... Maybe for my self in years to come???
I have a dream as point consciousness and am mostly looking through the eyes of a woman. I see a trying relationship with her and this man who I can't really identify.
But one day, she is with her Brother who is there to bear witness. I believe she is listening to something like a cassette player - I am now residing within her frame of reference when suddenly
ANGELS announce, "God of Elijah" Their voices are descending like a glorious chorus and a sound of trumpets- I've never heard OR FELT anything like it, like they were descending into my SPINE- and I've never heard god announced as God of Elijah before.
She/we and the Brother are listening intently- God tells her/us she/I will be pregnant and have a child "not before 31 weeks and not after 33 weeks" and that this might concern people but the child will be healthy.
I have to play this message back over and over again, until I/she weeps- we cry. I feel the tears of pain and joy simultaneously- the Brother understands what just happened is real and is in complete shock.
Later- I am at the hospital where she is giving birth in a small room. I am continually trying to impress upon her and everyone- But mostly her, something about the placenta. I'm not sure if that's the right word but I am encouraging her, and it is a concern of hers- and the two female nurses who helped give birth are willing to oblige her. What ends up happening is they do not cut the umbilical cord right away and let this red sac fluid rest on her body. The nurses also ask if we are to give the baby her shots and I make sure that does not happen. They are ok with it- Again, I am kind of witnessing in the air as a type of influence... But the nurses end up asking in a way that it is multiple choice-
"Should we give her her shots now or are you wanting to come a later day?" Knowing full well we are not giving her any shots.
A visiting woman who looks like someone I know pops her head into the room where the woman just had the baby. She asks the nurse if that's the placenta? The nurse says yes, the woman who gave birth has this placenta sac thing wrapped around/resting on this very tiny child says something like, "I'm keeping her warm. she was cold" And the nurse just smiles and wipes the blood off the womans forehead with a ball of cotton.
The last scene I remember is a black female puppy dog joyfully pouncing and rolling around our feet- the husband is present, and the woman/me feeling a complete sense of joy. "My baby" my is born. I feel a ownership both for the black dog and the child. It is a very special feeling.
Wake up...