Just a Dream? I Think Not

From: Lucy MacDonald (lucym-11@hotmail.com)
Story type: Channeling
Location: Dartmouth, Nova Scotia Canada
Source: Form Submission
Date submitted: Mon Sep 22 21:14:34 2008

My story actually occurred over a period of six years. It began with a dream/experience I had in June of 2000. This first prophetic dream began an amazing journey of self discovery. Here is my first dream:

June 06, 2000

1:10am

I turn out the light as I settle into an anticipated good night of sleep. I suddenly find myself in a place I don't recognize. It is like a forest, dark but dimly lit. There, I encounter someone or something. I don't see anyone but I can feel it's presence. Whatever it is, it feels evil. I grow very afraid and start to run. Where I am going, I do not know. I am looking for a safe place to hide. I hear footsteps behind me. I run faster, the presence behind me closing in. I come upon a large object in my path. It is situated up on a pedestal, and laid out like a coffin. I crawl inside of it and lay very still.

As I lay in this coffin, my dream pictures disappear and I am consumed by or drawn into the brightest white light I have ever encountered. It is blindingly bright, like strobe only brighter. There is also a loud buzzing or static type noise. It sounds like trying to tune into a radio station, but getting dead air or static. I feel suspended within the essence of this light and carried along the vibrations.

A soft spoken, male voice begins talking to me, but I can see no one else. "Do not be afraid, you are in no danger", he is saying. I can barely hear him as the buzzing noise is so loud. I strain to hear him. "You must deliver the message." he says reassuringly. I do not understand what he means. "what message?" I receive no answer.

All of a sudden, the light disappears and I am back to dreaming in pictures. Now I am standing in front of a group of about three people who I do not recognize. They are hiding their faces behind the hoods of their robes. They are pointing to the inside of a cardboard box and snickering as if to intimidate me. I reach inside the box and pull out what looks to be an old halloween mask. Nothing is making any sense. I hold the mask out to people.

"Is this what it is all about?", I ask in all of my confusion. They nod, but say nothing. I cannot find the significance in this and grow frustrated. I reach out to put the mask back into the box and it comes to life in the palm of my hand! It turns into a pure energy and transforms its features to take on the image of someone who is a dear friend of mine.

"Linda?, is that you?"

"Hi, how's it going?", she asks with a huge toothy grin.

"Fine, I guess." I croaked, still confused by the image in my hand.

"I love you!" she said with another smile and a wink.

"I love you too". I say, my emotions awry.

"Wait! Linda!, Where did you go? Come back!" Her essence vanished into the palm of my hand as quickly as it had appeared.

I jump with a start and glance around a seemingly familiar room. I realize I am in my own bed. I look at the clock on the dresser, 2:20am.

What the heck just happened?! Was it real? Was it an illusion? Was it an illusive reality? The events of my life and dreams over the next six years would provide the clues to some of the answers.

Three years later, in October of 2003, I had another dream which inspired me to change the use of my name. This dream was another direct communication from the universe. On the surface, it made absolutely no sense. When I finally discovered what it was telling me, it made so much sense it blew my mind! I knew, without a doubt, what I needed to do, so I began the process of changing the use of my name.

Later, in 2006, I would discover the connection between the two prophetic dreams. Here is the second dream which aided me in this journey of self discovery.

I dreamed that I held the winning ticket to a 22 million dollar lottery. I phoned to declare myself the winner of this lottery and the "voice" on the other end of the line asked me what my name was. I told him "Cindy MacDonald", as this was my name at the time.

"Sorry, that's the wrong name!" he said. It was here that I woke up. I wasn't only confused when I awoke, I was pi**ed! Like, "whaddya mean I have the 'wrong name'?! I'm holding the "winning ticket/numbers" in the palm of my hand, but you ain't gonna give me my winnings caus' you don't like my name?!" Go figure!

It made absolutely no sense. I couldn't understand what my name had to do with whether or not I could cash my ticket and collect my winnings. After pondering this dream for weeks, I only discovered what it was telling me when I applied it to numerology.

I was given the name "Lucinda" at birth, but was known to my friends, family and acquaintances all my life as "Cindy". Numerologically, it didn't matter which name I chose to use in life, as both of those names hold the same number influence of "1" making my entire name influence a "5".

My date of birth holds the influence of the number of 11.

Because of the conflict between these two numbers, I created the chaos, disorder and disillusionment which followed me throughout my life. The only other alternative name within the name "Lucinda" that I could have used is "Lucy". I always knew Lucy was there as an option, but I never used it because I never liked it. I thought about this as I pondered my dream and for the first time in my life, I applied the name "Lucy MacDonald" to numerology. When I worked it out, I discovered that the name Lucy MacDonald holds the influence of the number "11", exactly the same as my birthdate! The birthdate influence is fixed and cannot be altered, but by changing the use of my name and establishing my life around the new identity, I can unleash the power of the number "11" in my name, bringing it into harmony with the 11 of my birthdate. My "22 million dollar lottery"! 22 being the sum of the two 11 vibrations, which in numerology is known as the souls journey number.

My "winnings" in this case, would be the rewards/benefits, either spiritual, material or both, that I have the opportunity to obtain in the second half of my life through that harmony!

The name "Lucinda" is my winning ticket, as it holds the second half of the 22 vibration. Applying this concept to my dream, I have held that winning combination all of my life within the name "Lucinda", but I couldn't "cash in" on it because I was using "Cindy" and not "Lucy". As the voice in my dream clearly stated, "Sorry, that's the wrong name"!

After I changed the use of my name, other aspects about myself and my life slowly began to change also over the next few years. My appearance took on a major transformation. As Cindy, I always kept my hair cropped short, in a pixie cut. My mother would never let me grow my hair because she said, and had me believing that long hair doesn't compliment my looks. Also, I never used to pluck my eyebrows and I hate wearing makeup. I had one thick eyebrow straight across my forehead. As "Lucy", I decided one day to let my hair grow and not color it any more. On my 42nd birthday, a friend from work gave me a makeover of sorts. She put some volume in my hair, plucked my eyebrows and did my makeup. I nor anyone else could recognize me, the look was so different! I liked this new look and kept it up, even now, except the makeup which I can't wear for long anyway. It irritates my skin. My hair is now halfway down my back and is flecked with natural gray streaks. One day in late 2006, I was combing my hair and preparing for the day when I took a closer look at myself in the mirror. The image I saw was definately not "Cindy". I made a shocking discovery. It was then that I made the connection between my two prophetic dreams. As I took a closer look at myself now, I realized... my hair is now as long as..."Linda's" hair. My eyebrows are thin and arched like..."Linda's" eyebrows. The grey/silver streaks flowing through my hair match the caramel blond streaks in..."Linda's" hair. Both Linda and myself have auburn brown hair, high cheekbones and full lips!

The image I saw in my first dream was not my friend Linda at all. The image I saw in my first dream was a reflection of myself six years into the future! I wasn't seeing myself as "Cindy", I was seeing myself as "Lucy", and Linda was the closest, most familiar resemblance!

I am now convinced that what I experienced that night during my first "dream" was a second "incarnation" as her essence had vanished INTO the palm of my hand just before I awoke. Also, the time I went to sleep that night was 1:10am or "11". The time when I awoke was 2:20am or "22".

A few days after having that experience, the palm of my hand was itchy. As I scratched and dug at it, I noticed something that was never there before. I have the imprint of a heart embedded in the palm of my right hand, where I held that mask in my dream. During the times when I feel my life is unbearable, I am reminded by it to keep the faith and know that I am not alone.

Although energy cannot be destroyed, it can be divided. In some instances, part of the soul will remain in the spirit world and act as an overseer to its incarnated other half until the time is right for it to also incarnate and complete the life cycle. I can understand this to occur in cases of those who have committed suicide in a past life. The soul must re-live and overcome similar experiences and challenges to the previous lifetime before a potential "graduation" of sorts can occur, allowing it to continue with its evolution.