11-18-24 Absolute Justice of KARMA-Nick’s Purgatory

 

          Two dreams both occurred last week. First one proves Nick did not take his last dose on purpose, second dream explains how he lives ‘within’ or connected to me, answers some questions about our relationship that mystified me.

          First, there are 5 men sitting at a table playing cards or something, two to the left, two to the right across each other. The 5^th man is in between the two on this side, where I am, & he catches the convo of the two guys to the left who’re just talking casual about a guy who DIED & what a shame, etc. Not grieving, just chit chat.

          He’s STARTLED as they seem to be talking about HIM & he’s about to faint from shock & keels over to the right behind the man there almost horizontal but then gets back up. Reminds me of a bowling pin – like all the guys seem to be bowling pins from one perception, & so he’d be ‘one down’ – 4 to go, lol. And there’s a pic of Nick that this ‘bowling pin’ analogy reminds of exactly, a pic with the tweed jacket down to the waist, looking far to his left & up.

          And so, his shock at those guys convo tells me he didn’t know he died until he heard them. It wasn’t suicide lest it was unconsciously so.

          And he plans to speak to the guy across from the guy to his right – who’s a trusted friend – wearing white mixed with back, a small person. He wants to find out details from him & that’s who he’ll go to.   {End}

          MEANING:

          *{They’re like bowling pins ready to be knocked down – al druggies, whose turn will be up next to go down? Nick didn’t plan his death, it might have been unconscious but he didn’t do it on purpose consciously. That answers that.}*

 

          2^nd Dream:  Was having strong visions this night of a forest with thin gnarled trees, so thick you couldn’t walk through them, light green color with the sun filtering through & I’m traveling a long time through his, & also see red underbrush. This is more vivid than normal.

 

          I come to a large white house, gleaming, at first normal size, but as I sweep over it like flying it gets bigger & bigger until it’s 4 stories high & several homes across, now looks like an apt building that could hold maybe 40 families. The windows are modern, like one large picture window with two smaller panes on each side, all closed.  I fly over each floor, sensing there are balconies with doors here & there & at the very top, the last door looks like 100 years old, unpainted, ready to fall off the hinges.  The doors were so decrepit & unsteady compared to the building.

          I’m also uncertain about the roof, so flat.  Why no peaked roof to protect from snow?  Won’t the accumulation of snow be a problem for a flat roof? 

          So there it is, this gleaming new looking building with the terrible doors that look ancient & unworkable & the flat roof.    {End}

          MEANING:

          *{It’s been a while since his death & I often wondered why doesn’t he speak to me, words of love, acts of love – like he used to when he was living – he saw me rarely but appeared more often in dreams making love to me. But after his death, almost nothing, & we are connected & there I thought was the promise of true love continuing.  But no, nothing happens.  There’s almost no communication.  Indeed, I once in a blue moon speak to him & he answers but that’s about it. In the beginning there was more – he seemed to be helping his dead friends through my portal but then it all just evaporated.  And I don‘t miss him. I will ask Mother God to explain it

MG: Ah, it’s karma. He’s GAGGED. It’s so appropriate it makes me chuckle. In life he gagged you. He would never give you his phone. In the beginning, yes, he gave you the # of the lady where he was staying {he had no cell then apparently} & you called & a young woman answered & you recognized later it was indeed a female he lived with. But he gave you a fake name – Jeff - & she said no Jeff lived there! This lady who he said was his mom was only 10 years older than him, lol. You added it all up later. She was the one that got him started on drugs!

After that when he had a cell you saw him giving it to other women but never you! And in front of you he kept saying to this one female, ‘call me, call me tonight’ & she was fat & ugly. You were outraged – he meant it that way.

And one time you got his # through the most ingenious way imaginable & started calling. He would not answer after the first time, so you left messages that were important, re his welfare. He just stopped answering the phone & somehow the message part was removed.  Then he got a new phone, so that was that.

And for a short time you were on his Face book but when you tried to talk seriously to him he blocked you, so end of that

But during all these years he kept seeing you when he wanted to, at his convenience, no appt, just showed up at your car or your apt building & you always welcomed him as you were obsessed & he knew it.

How many times you wished to speak to him but couldn’t! And this became especially hard when you no longer went to the bars when Covid hit & then even after Covid, you had no way of reaching him unless you got a friend to write him through Face book! You did that once, & then the very last time, it was 2 months before he saw the message as it was not from a ‘friend’ but a random message, & after he saw it he screwed up the courage to cal yu – he did, but you refused to see him on his terms & gave him an ultimatum which he could not keep Then 2 months later he was dead.

As God promised upon his death you were united & first, there was a HONEYMOON. It’s a time of MERCY & he gave you a beautiful wedding dress & got his friends out of Purgatory through you. Ten it got quiet.

What happened? KARMA. This dream shows it. He’s on the OUTSIDE LOOKING IN. You are the magnificent white building, new, huge, the place of your consciousness & work – where you live spiritually. HE CAN’T GET IN! He’s with you, but his Purgatory is that he’s GAGGED! He can’t contact you, speak to you, unless you speak to him first, & you rarely have reason to do so!

You don’t NEED him as you do the Saints or Angels, as his spiritual Power is but a fragment. His Gift to you was his BODY which he hasn’t got now, so what does he have to give you?

His love for you was that of a dependant, an infant or baby with his Mom. But he did not obey you, did not proceed to do what was best – he went his own negative druggie way, giving in to evil ‘friends’ & he took the bad road.

His Purgatory is that he knows had he cooperated with you he would not have died you could have lived together in happiness, he could have grown & evolved spiritually, he would have had God’s love to give. But as it was, he never developed, he remained an ordinary person of the flesh & when he died, with no body, the Gifts he had to give you were gone, & there’s nothing he can contribute. You don’t call on him as he has so little spirituality - it’s a trickle, while your Saints & angels have gushing rivers of Grace, there isn’t time & energy to waste calling on him! You still love him the way you love anyone {the last years when you asked him if he loved you he kept saying ‘I love everyone’ so this is also coming back to him from you now!-he was so used to being #1 but now he isn’t!} or any being but you’re too busy for him! No purpose to look to him, talk to him. He is there, he is connected & he does receive Grace from you, & that is it.

His Purgatory is so apt, so appropriate, ‘Don’t call us, we’ll call you’ & the call never comes or rarely in this case. He waits & waits the way you did. The last time – late 2019 to 2021 – you waited two years for his call! Christiana gave him your number again – he had it – but never called! Yet he was suffering to receive your Love, but refrained from calling due to what? Pride? Fear? Lack of confidence? As he was so spoiled – used to doing things his own way, just showing up at your car or apt but now your car & apt weren’t there! It could have been different but his choices were wrong. He TORTURED YOU with indifference & lack of caring in life, & now this has come back upon him. You wanted no revenge, only love, but his karma was God’s revenge, so to speak “Vengeance is mine sayeth the Lord.”

Oh, & PS. His ‘friends’ cannot communicate with him, they haven’t enough spirituality. They are drug zombies like him, no Life of the Spirit inside them, no love. To channel or mind read or speak by telepathy, one must have spiritual sensitivity.  {End}