Catching up just a bit:
In the middle of the night (Wednesday, 3/20, @ 23:35, shortly after the Vernal
Equinox (around 10 PM CDT) Joyce ("JAT") called me on my cell regarding my
(late) mother's move to American House (apparently, JAT says she used to work
there. Who knew? That of course brings up the question, why is she not working
there now? They've only been in business a relatively short time under that
name!) I'd also like to say that, while some folk may tell an ex-relationship
to "get lost" or "never call me again," I've been "ghosted" like that to some
extent in the past, and that is *NOT* how I choose to treat others. So when
dealing with JAT, I simply listen, provide counsel, then hang up. Sometimes
that may take a few minutes, but I feel it's far better than telling someone to
"get lost" or "never" contact me in any way, shape or form. That's just rude.
Whatever the individual (or "relationship") does (or not) is that entity's *own*
business, per the 10?? Commandment, as recorded in Exodus 20:17, as well as
referenced in Luke 6:42, as well as resonant with the teaching of Jesus Himself,
as recorded in Matthew 24:4- "Take heed, lest anyone you mislead."
Using the Good Shepherd analogy: [Mind your *own* flock. Let *others* call
*their* sheep to *their* cotes (sheep pens.)]
See also: Luke 9:60- ..."Let the dead bury their own dead. You, however, go and
proclaim the kingdom of God."

(NOTE: The text of this post was composed on a relatively modern ACER
Chromebook, emailed via hotmail so that I could receive it over here on my Dell
Windows XP system, then posted via Outlook Express using copy/paste to transfer
the text from the email to this post. So *if* "the 10th Commandment" looks a
bit funny, "the 10?? Commandment," it's because of the transference between the
newer system and this older one. Not only that, but I just *trashed* a 128 GB
SD card by trying to "format" it over here on the XP, just to see what would
happen- *Not* good- Now I get to try playing around with *finding* a disk
editor to see *if* I can in any way recover the SD card.)

Well, later Thursday morning (the 21??) I had one of those late morning dreams
(around 8 AMish,� an hour?) regarding a child (or possibly a teen, but the age
seemed certainly below 18, who gave me an impression of either Landon or Alyssa)
who appeared for all intents and purposes to be "normal," until the child
straightened out a bit (as his or her legs unfolded, uncrossed, or somehow stood
apart, one from the other) and the child's *feet* were observed: each foot had
*multiple* toes: One had around 11 or so, and other perhaps around 13 or more.
At the time of the dream, and shortly upon waking, "I" (the dreamer) was able to
*count* the toes precisely. And yes, it was a precise count. As the toes were
*being* counted, however, it was like looking at 5 toes on a foot was then 6 or
7, then more, and they had to be counted specifically in order to determine what
the count was on each foot. There was a "max number" seen, although at this
point, those numbers are a tad "evaporated" due to the fact I failed to record
this dream immediately upon waking (this is a semi-busy period, with things to
do following Mom's passing on 3/14, prior to her memorial on 4/5.) What I *can*
say with relative certainty at this point is that the number of toes on each
foot was 11 or higher (the lowest number *may* have been 13) and the highest
number was 19 or less. Both numbers were odd, and the number of toes on each
foot was different from the other. The toes on one of the feet seemed "redder"
(or possibly "pinkish") in contrast, while the toes on the other seemed "bluer,"
so I'm thinking *maybe* one of those toes belonged to Alyssa, while the toes on
the other foot may have represented either Logan or Landon.

There was a *hint* of another entity at the start of the dream, but that entity
was "at a distance," rather than observed closely, and I have no clear
recollection of having looked at the entity's toes.

Later that day, as that dream was "replaying in my mind" a bit, so to speak, it
occurred to me it was the *direct* consequence of JAT having called me at 11:35
PM late on the night of the 20??.

As I'm typing this up, it occurs to me that those "toes" *could well be* some
indicator of the number of children each child may end up having later in life
(likely prior to my passing) or *possibly* the number of their grandchildren, as
more than 10 seems a LOT for any single entity to parent. Sure, it's possible,
but it seems a LOT. The clarity of the dream was "astral" in that it was
basically a dark background highlighted by contrasting light (white for the
entity or entities, and reddish (or pinkish) for one set of toes, and bluish for
the other set.) An astral dream may simply be the means by which communication
is shared between two distinct moments in time, such as the "future NOW" sharing
information with the "present (now 'past') NOW".

As to this morning's dreams, 2024/03/22, Friday, the dreamer was in what
appeared to be an *outdoors* type of setting, *similar* to that of a street
fair, near a stand located beneath a tree during the daytime (it may have been
overcast, but was otherwise relatively "lit") and there was some peculiar object
similar to the shape of a dead squirrel (or possibly a rabbit) with a spit
(wooden rod) running through it. The spit allowed the object to be turned, and
someone (a female with dark hair, appearing something like a "cross between"
Gina and JAT) was explaining it as a type of children's game, where as the
object was rotated (like a woodsman or caveman / hunter might turn a rabbit on a
spit over a campfire) the children were to make of it what they will, sort of
like an imagination-exploration-recreation-type game.

The dreamer's attention then turned to a table beneath the tree, and began
laying out photographs upon the table. An aspect about the photographs: Rather
than simply being images printed on paper, they were more like "scenes" of
"memories," as if each photograph were a "living (2-dimensional) view" into a
moment of the past, yet with a *tiny* sense of depth (like a hologram, or like
those "animated photos" they used in those Harry Potter movies.)

Some of the photographs were of the *same type* (such as cats, pets, people,
etc.) so it occurred to the dreamer to "sort them into stacks" so that all the
{cat pics} would be in one pile, all the pictures of Dad would be in another,
Mom and Dad in another, etc., but this sorting/gathering only made it to the 3??
pile, where the dreamer was laying out a picture of {me/myself} (Richard.)

As the dreamer looked at the top photo, it seemed nearly gravitational, in that
the dreamer seemed unable to continue sorting, unable even to look away, as the
dream ended and I awoke. Clarity 7-ish, to possibly 11.

NOTE: There's a corollary between dreaming and Biblical Scripture: In Exodus
33:20, God says to Moses (who had requested to see God's face): ..."You cannot
see My face, for no one can see Me and live."

Likewise, I've noticed that whenever I "see myself" in a dream (either astral
*or any other* level of clarity greater than 7) the dream tends to end *at that
point.* I may see myself in the dream for a *moment* or two, but it always ends
such that I awaken and recall seeing myself as the last element of the dream.
This has occurred on *NUMEROUS* occasions. (I can recall at *least* 5 right off
the top of my head.)