This is a quickie that might be of some meaning to someone…
Approximate Time: 4:00 am EST
Notable Astrology: Waxing Super Moon;
Sidereal Sun in Libra; 2nd and 7th house
stelliums; and Aries in the 8th house
- Even though I clearly heard what this woman said, it was just a dream.
- I do not know if there is a prison hospital in Wake Forest, NC.
- I do not know if there is any such place in Wake Forest, NC.
- I have not researched any possibly true details.
- This is a DREAM that I had and in my dreams, bits and pieces may resonate and usually come from a variety of lives, to include my own!
I See A Woman’s Life
I am an observer that others cannot see; a spirit; a ghost. I am inside the home of a white, lower-middle class family and there is an older man who lives there, a mom of about 45, possibly the mom’s sister of about the same age and the mom’s daughter who is about 23. The daughter is a key figure and she has thin, straight, blondish-brown, shoulder length hair that is parted in the middle, is petite and a bit of a plain Jane, but with personality. I’ll call her Jane.
Jane is about to leave this brownstone-like townhome and she gets into her old, loud, American-made car. As she and her loud car is going down the road, she appears to be a bit angry with her family and proceeds to have a horrible car accident. Initially I have the impression that she is deceased.
I am immediately in a different space and time with no understanding of the amount of time that has gone by — I’m just here and there.
Jane’s car is compounded and she is in a facility that is like a hospital, but it is also like a prison with tall gates that have the curled barbed wire up top. There are guards at all entrances and Jane is in a coma, however her spirit is wide awake.
In this next scene, I am back at Jane’s home and they say something to the effect that Jane has been gone for a long time, possibly months, however I am looking into a stainless steel coffee pot and Jane astral projects from her coma and I see her standing there in the home as a reflection in the coffee pot.
She says she is not far from home even though everyone thinks she is missing and that she is in Wake Forest, NC in a hospital. She stands in front of me and someone else in the home and begs us to please tell her family that she has had an accident and is in a hospital not far from home. I am not sure whether or not she had any ID on her at the time of the accident.
Escape from Prison Hospital
When the woman wakes up from the coma, for some reason the people in this prison hospital do not want her to leave because there is a lot of security there. Her old car is still there in the parking lot along the exterior of the lot facing the perimeter fencing, and I am floating right beside her, however she cannot see me.
My impression is that she has been transferred out of the hospital to another facility in North Carolina. She has planned her escape and somehow gets keys (perhaps they were hidden under the seat) and she attempts to crank the car up. She must have taken the time to find out where it was because she ran straight to it.
It will not crank. I feel myself willing the car to crank and it finally does so she quickly shifts it in gear and pulls up to the gate. The guard is trying to stop someone else from leaving so she sneaks pass him and speeds up the road. I remember the car was so loud and old, roaring down the road of a sparsely populated area and the road seemed to be winding around a mountainous-type hill.
Jane arrives home and is sitting on the couch, while her family sits opposite of her. They seemingly do not recognize her because she is smaller, has longer hair, may have had a bit of corrective surgery done and has aged in that short period of time.
She tells them things and communicates with them about situations that only Jane would know about. The dysfunctional family gives her a half-hearted welcome home and her mom then angrily grabs her by the ear and pulls her to another room telling her she is in big trouble for worrying them like that.
And then I wake up.