A Variety Store of Dreams

DVD Produced by Bob Petrucci and Craig Brandt

January 1998. "Now, leaving Meherabad, I went to Singapore to see my brother and family, then on to America. Mid-flight, I heard a message that puzzled me. You will return sooner than you think. The tiredness of travel disappeared in pleasure, but I wondered, how? I had one certificate of deposit for a thousand dollars that I was not supposed to touch. When at the end of May," having waked up in wonder as, "Baba spoke one word in a dream, ‘Come,’ I withdrew my certificate and reserved a ticket for August 30th "to India."*

Early August 2012. In the first of three pleasurable dreams, two men enter a room, startling me—"Jeff? Harland Robinson?" I ask in enjoyable amazement (but I know it’s them)—they’re close high school classmates from fifty-two years ago; then there’s a woman—"Anne Sebeika?" I quiz (still sure of my recognition). We weren’t even friendly—yet I’m so glad to see her.

In the next dream I’m taking my daughters (about seven and fourteen) to the beach—the ocean comes up to a stone wall. I notice that the drive is grassy and treed, as we search on quiet roads for the way to the water. I awake happy in my feelings of thirty years ago.

The third dream is at an outdoor-cafe table—my friend sits to my right and her daughter to my left. We’re wearing sundresses. One of my doctors out of my past walks up and kisses me on the lips, then my friend’s—but specifically not her daughter’s. I wake up smiling and amused—finding the humor but acknowledging that I did like him.

My realization is, "We live during the day in what is named a 'dream' that intermingles with our 'night' dreams—both of which are separate from our real truth as spirit."

*A Flower for God