Friday, February 10, 2017

War and Peace: Is the vision only in my dream?

A sign of things to come

The link below is to my first blog post-February 2015 on War and Peace.  This post describes my experience during a training exercise outside Fort Bliss, Texas. 

However, it's not the entire story!  I had a sign to accompany an otherworldly experience of a world yet to come into being. The picture of me above completes the rest of the story. War and Peace: Are the visions only in our dreams?  

Here's an excerpt from the 2015 post about the dream.   
I was compelled to fire up another cigarette.  The cigarette was to comfort my cold body and to bring me back to the foxhole.  Yeah, I'm definitely outfoxed and in a bit of a hole here in the desert, on a cold night, and weary of battle.  War games with a nonexisting enemy are undoubtedly what the whole world is unconsciously playing too. Why would anyone choose this experience?  There are many more exciting and pleasurable experiences to have in the world.  There are no atheists in foxholes!  My discomfort has forced me to look up.  I heard a gruff voice calling out “Malone,” “Malone,” “Malone your time is up!”  Am I hallucinating… Has God come for me now? No, I see a silhouette of a human walking toward me slowly.  Preparing to leave my post was not an eloquent changing of the guard.  My replacement exclaims, “Sorry I took so long all the dunes look the same.”  I replied, “I hope I can make it to the tent before sunrise and wake-up call.”  Finally, I reached the camp site and my tent.  I moved slowly and carefully while peeling off my gear as my comrades slept.  The steel pot on my head was like cement and reminded me of how dense I've become.  I have a few hours before a new day starts.  Down I go.
My body melted into the hard bed, and I was dead to the world as my consciousness drifted deeper into the night.  In a REM state, I found myself wandering about in an unrecognizable place.  However, I did notice familiar faces passing by and in the background.  Maybe it was some gathering because I saw family, friends, and unknown characters doing ordinary activities.  There was a brightness from behind me that captured my attention.  As I turned to face the opposite direction, a human-like figure approached me and stated, “Follow me.”  “Don’t be afraid.”  The figure gently grabbed my arm and pulled me away from the gathering of people.  As I walked along, my first reaction was to turn back and look at those people left behind.  I said in a mumble, “what about them?”  I raised my voice, “what about the rest?”  The figure quietly replied, “Come. We must go.  You don’t need to worry about them.”  Without hesitation, I turned and walked forward with the bright figure.  To my surprise, instantly I was transported to another dimension. 
I found myself inside a different room.  It is a room without a roof.  It has the framework of an average room, and there are fixtures inside as a standard room would have such as furniture. I could feel the balance between structure and expansiveness in the surroundings.    
The view of the sky was breathtaking.  I noticed a cloud formation, that formed a hole like a torus in the heavens and wondered to myself is this how we transported to the room?  Yes, the brilliant figure answered, and with an approving tone.  When I looked back at the cloud formation it was gone and so was the figure.  Lured to the opening which had no door, I ventured outside to find a Garden of Eden. The radiance of the extraordinary life forms emitted an intense energy.  I could feel the ripples as if it were ocean waves bouncing against my skin.    
I heard voices, in the distance, which grew stronger as I moved ever so cautiously. Somewhat afraid of a possible encounter, I found a bush to hide behind as I listened intently.  My senses seemed to fine tune into their conversation, and I was astonished. What I was hearing was so alien to the world I knew.  And, yet, something that I have longed for that I could not help but yell out “I can’t believe it is true!”    
I sprang upward in my cot to see several glaring angry faces yelling at me, “shut up!” “Go to sleep idiot!”  The dream was over!  As real as that world may have seemed it was only in my dream.  War and Peace: Are the visions only in our dreams? Is it possible to have the "room without a roof?"
How does the picture of me above relate to my dream?  I have unusual occurrences in my photographs. For example, some photos include mysterious images of an unseen realm or unique images not seen by the naked eye appear in many of my pictures. Often, these images are related to religious themes or spiritual content.  When I developed the film from my adventure in the desert, I immediately noticed the photo with what appeared to me as a cross on my helmet.  I examined other photos taken minutes before and after that photo with no image of a cross on it.  

I pondered the meaning and surmised it was a revelation for me to remember.  A sign of the cross in a religious or spiritual sense. (i.e. Revelation 7:4 Then I heard the number of those who were sealed: 144,000 from all the tribes of Israel)           
Tertullian said that Christians at all times should mark their foreheads with the sign of the cross. I can imagine that Christians would make a little sign of the cross with their thumb and forefinger on their foreheads, to remind themselves that they were living a life of Christ.
Or, the image of a cross on my helmet could have meant I would have to carry my cross bravely before I reach the Promised Land.   


In heraldic achievements, the helmet or helm is situated above the shield and bears the torse and crest. The style of helmet displayed varies according to rank and social status, and these styles developed over time, in step with the development of actual military helmets. In some traditions, two or three helmets may be used in a single achievement of arms, each representing a fief to which the bearer has a right.   

I discovered in 1999 that on my birth father's (Banfield is my mother's maiden name) Coat of Arms, there is a slain lamb on the shield and "with God’s favor" is the battle cry.  This religious theme in the desert and my heraldry dovetail.
     
War and Peace: Is the vision only in my dream?  No, the vision is beyond that dream. When I see that picture of me, I see the world to come.                      

Thanks again, Terry (my ex-husband) for encouraging me to write down my dream!  


3rd Dog aka Betsy Banfield Malone      @3rddogscript

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