Saved a Few out of Many from Drugs

 Downtown I tried to save Nick & many others from drugs but they rejected the message & continued.  Nick died but they still did not heed my warning.  

8-13-24    Rejected by a group mostly women, but have a new child with my partner & his Mom is here-which seems very important 

I wanted to celebrate Christmas & I go to one of my old haunts – a nightclub/restaurant & there is a group of mostly women I used to associate with – like a sorority or sisterhood.  They’re younger - maybe college age.

I am standing outside the club with very large open doors & there are about 30 of them working on a Christmas tree.  One of them has climbed to the top & affixed a star – but the star has blown up like exploded with much white light – a disaster – the girl who placed it here shows a look of ‘oh, no!’ but smiling almost like it’s a joke. 

I was hoping to join them, as I enter.  But they ignore me & exclude me, & off they all go to another place to continue the fun.

Now it seems something parallel is happening.  I have a partner, lover, friend or husband – don’t know what to call him, don’t even see him clearly.

I have on a beige knitted dress make of loops & strings, & the ends of it, which hold the dress up – the strings are in a black tray.  I see them, two for each shoulder & the strings disintegrate & fall into a kind of ‘string sawdust’ in the tray, they just crumble up.

Meanwhile I’m hopeful for a good time, it seems myself & partner are on the way to celebrate Christmas in a restaurant.

And we have had a baby!  It is the most beautiful infant imaginable, a little Goddess, wrapped in light beige also – I’m holding her on my left arm. 

My partner, who I see streaking from the back passing me on my left is excited, as he exclaims,

“My Mother is here!”

He’s tall, thin, wearing a pale green summer shirt, black rimmed glasses.

There are very few people here who’re going to celebrate with us – 3 or 4 – one of them wearing some red.

I see his Mom standing at the entrance to the restaurant in front of a picture window.  She’s small, thin, short, & has an elaborate hairdo piled up.  Its light beige, rows one on top of the other, curved out, then under, until they come to a cone on top.  Looks antique.   {end}

MEANING:

*{ME:  I am lost, Mother God – help!  It sounds like Nick, myself, & his ex-gf & her friends who dismiss me….but what is the new development of our child, who is his Mother, & why Christmas?

MOTHER GOD:  Yes, you got that right so far.  His ex & her friends are many.  Your supporters are few, one in red is a person who suffers.  But these people believed/believe in your relationship with Nick, his ex’s friends were on her side & dismissed you.

What is Christmas & the tree?

Notice THEY DID NOT STAY IN THE ROOM WITH THE TREE.  They went ELSEWHERE to ‘celebrate’.

You came to them WITH THE GRACE OF GOD – the tree – to bring SALVATION to Nick by having him get into rehab & being with you & God. But they REJECTED YOU & YOUR MESSAGE.  That’s the explosion – the star explodes in a burst of Light or the star FAILS to bring Light & Grace to this sodality.  In other words, none of them WANTS TO QUIT DRUGS. 

  

Now you in the beige dress with strings?  Your earthly association with Nick - it was flesh as well as spirit – the strings.  But all that ended in his death – the black tray – disintegrated into nothingness, like sawdust.

But it was not the end. When he died you bore FRUIT or Grace.  It’s very beautiful.  Now he is MARRIED TO YOUR SOUL.

There are 3 beings with the beige knitted/string.  The baby is wearing a similar covering – his Mom’s hair is the same color.  You, his Mom & the child are all ONE & the same.  You are his Mother in Spirit – you gave birth to him, him being your disciple & ‘born again’ or ‘born in spirit’ through you.  The two of you have given birth to MORE GRACE – the baby dressed like you.

Him in light green is he lives as you live – on earth as in heaven. The black rimmed glasses are now he’s dead he SEES for the first time, the Truth & Reality.

The Mother in the light beige hair in layers, piled up like a beehive, antique?

This is not just a hairdo, it’s a crown.  Crown represents victory, being crowned Queen is success.  You succeeded in saving Nick. The few people here are the few you also ‘saved’ maybe from drugs.  They paid attention to your warnings –after they saw what you predicted came true that Nick would die unless he quit.}*  {End}

A couple pics of Nick with cats