This night was too creepy and bizarre in the dream. The night started with my having difficulty falling asleep. It was probably because I had myself a piece of carrot cake before going to bed. Anytime I have something sweet before bed is always a recipe for trouble, but I just couldn’t resist the temptation for a piece of cake. The cake did however help me remain lucid and conscious during most of the dream. The dream starts off with me piloting a see through plane over a great body of water. The body of the plane is made of some form of jelly substance. Joe is with me as my co-pilot. I’m teaching him how to maneuver the plane. With Joe now piloting the plane, we begin having problems staying airborne and I’m not paying attention to what he is doing. The plane comes critically low toward the surface of the water and its belly skirts the sea.
I’m then asked to choose as if I’ve played this game before. I somehow know my options. I can either take a reading to see my future or do a retake. Without even thinking, I elect to do a retake. A retake allows me to change the basis upon which my future would be decided. It is a very risky move but has a high payoff if successful. The retake allows me to take possession of my own reading and craft it with my own hands. I am handed a wad of dough with which to form my reading. The wad of dough is transforming before my eyes taking on a life of its own. I am molding it keeping it contained long enough to change the outcome. I notice it begins to grow hair and a face then emerges. It is my face. I feel compassion for who I am. I hear a voice say, “Look, he sees himself.” The face begins to then morph into a wormhole. The wormhole is alive with a mouth like that of an anemone. I place my fingers along the edge of the mouth. The creature begins to draw me into itself. I pull back barely managing to escape.
I let go of the wormhole creature taking a few steps back. Nothing happens for a few seconds and I’m thinking everything is ok now when all of the sudden a person emerges from the wormhole. It is the devil himself appearing as me looking like a bald headed clown with an oversized forehead. There is an initial shock. Something pulls me from behind as if to embrace me in a gesture of protection. The clown then yells out to me in a guttural tone, “STAND UP!”
Knowing I’m not alone, I stand and lift my palm to him as rays of blue healing light come streaming forth from my hand. Enveloped by the light the creature begins to shrink and withdraw. It did not however withdraw completely. I never returned to a full sleep as I continued to be on alert expecting it to return.
Later in the night it did return once again approaching me in an attempt to menace and intimidate me. Half asleep, I raised my palm above my head again. Once again I could see the blue rays of healing light flow from me through my palm but this time the entity did not back down. It came right up on me and pressed its hand against mine. Startled by the touch, I immediately woke up from my half sleep. As I opened my eyes, I could see the image of the clown floating above my bed. My arm was outstretched preventing him from approaching any closer. The energy was right up against my hand. It slowly dissipated.
Having to use the bathroom, I got up out of bed and confidently marched down the hallway to the bathroom, when something odd struck me in the dark hallway. I have a little clown that has legs and arms made of yarn. I have had this clown for more than 25 years. He has always sat on my banister for nearly as long as I have had him. I sit him such that he stratles banister along the hallway where the banister meets the wall. My clown was no longer sitting propped up against the wall but instead midway along the banister. I continued down the hall toward the bathroom. I knew something had moved my clown. I flushed the toilet and proceed down the hall running my hand along the banister. I gently grabbed my clown as I went by and slid him back where he normally sits propped up against the wall. I returned to bed. I then began to meditate. While deep in my meditation I saw a woman slithering like a serpent on her belly. I knew who it was. As she slithered away she raised her head and turned to look at me. As she turned a mirror was raised in the distance and I saw her reflection in the mirror. I then held my hand out in front of my face with my index finger pointing up to indicate the number one. I could see my spirit but my spirit cast no reflection in the mirror. I knew then I was successful at realigning my future.
About an hour later my alarm clock rang and I got up to get ready for work. As I walked down the hallway I noticed something else out of place. I have a little stuffed dog that hangs over the banister where the banister turns to head down the stairs. I’ve had him on my banister for more than 17 years. He normally faces the hallway and looks at you as you walk by. Someone had turned him around. Now he was pointing the other way as if to moon me when I walk by.
Regarding the Dark Forces, I know it to be a creation based on illusion. It has power only as long as we believe in the illusion. The biggest threat to the Dark Side is our awakening. The day we see ourselves for who we realy are all illusion will fall away. I recently received this message from my friend Sal Rachele who is a gifted channel. He summed it up for us nicely so I will share it here with everyone.
Although the idea of “dark forces” is based on illusion, within the lower four densities of Creation the dark forces seem to have power and control over many souls. In reality, there is only God. Everything is God, including those who believe there is a force that opposes God. Nevertheless, because we are all powerful, creative beings (created in the image and likeness of our Creator), we are capable of creating a great deal of misery and suffering. Just look around at the world and you’ll see what I mean. We have been given free will, which means we can either create like our Creator, or create unlike our Creator. If we believe there is a force that opposes God, that force will seem to take on a life of its own for us. We can then believe that this force controls and manipulates us and that we are powerless to overcome it.The main reason for the intense upheaval currently taking place is because all that is false must be brought to the light and dispelled. The dark forces are desperate to maintain their illusion of control over the souls of Earth so they are “pulling out all the stops” and launching a massive attack on the lightworkers of the world. Of course, this is ridiculous since in truth we cannot be assailed. However, if we have any unintegrated parts of ourselves that still believe attack is possible, then those parts will go through fear and other forms of upset.On the Earthly plane, we have souls who are hell-bent (pun intended) on destroying this planet with nuclear, chemical and biological weapons. We have been repeatedly informed that the benevolent beings assisting from the higher realms have been given permission to intervene and prevent us from blowing ourselves up. This is because there are enough lightworkers on Earth now that it would be a violation of our free will to experience nuclear war. Certain governments, intent on using nuclear weapons to further their agendas, are realizing that these weapons will not be allowed and are scrambling to find some other way of maintaining their illusion of control and dominance over Earth souls.Meanwhile, we are being called upon to send loving compassion and prayers to these misguided souls. Although they must freely choose to embrace the light, sending a positive force field of light to them can cause a shift to take place, at least in those “dark” souls that have some aspects of self willing to embrace the light. Therefore, increasing our prayers and love toward those who have forgotten their Oneness with God is paramount at this time. All souls are created in the image and likeness of the Creator and there are none that deserve to be seen with less than loving compassion. Let’s all remember this the next time insanity appears to have the up
I had a dream last night that had a sense of great importance to it. In the dream, I find myself at a town square in a Russian city. I am standing watching the people stroll by through the square. It is so cold here the streets are covered in ice and people are actually ice-skating in order to get around. I notice that the people here don’t seem to be affected by the cold weather. Everyone has a milky complexion, almost ghostly in nature. It then occurs to me that I used to live here at one time. This place was once home to me. 
Someone then pushes the rectangular copper box and it barely makes it over the edge and lands just feet from the edge of the square and is encompassing 2/3rds of the square. The participants down below are confused. They thought they were supposed to scurry to collect the contents of the box but the box has landed larger than life directly in front of them. It literally came to them. They don’t get it. Finally, one guy catches on to the monster sized copper box sitting in front of his eyes. He then takes his index finger and middle finger and taps on the ground two times then places his hand on the copper box. This is all that was needed for anyone to do to claim the prize. He is now the winner. I go down below to speak with him to share in his excitement. He is thinking … “that was too easy”. As I hear his thoughts in my head and my eyes meet his I realize he is me. 
I just finished a course on the life of 
My alarm clock rings. I wake up thinking sarcastically…..”wonderful dream Ruben.” I snoozed the alarm and laid my head back down to meditate. I immediately began having a vision. A ray of beautiful blue light so intense filled every corner of my vision. The rays of light were broken by something; a shadow in the distance. The light was so intense like the blue torch flame on a welder’s gun yet it did not hurt my eyes. I knew something had to be in the distance obstructing the light that was coming through. I stayed within the divine light for 9 minutes until my alarm clock went off a second time. 
I have been pondering the mystery of these 
I am thinking I could easily make a living by renting the rooms of this house and never have to work again. I mention this to one of my guests who is staying in a room on the 2nd level of the house. His current room is very unique in that the walls of the room are similar to the oriental style room partitions that are used as room dividers made of large square lattice and rice paper. It reminds me of being in a confessional. I tell him I’m thinking of renting out one of the bedrooms on the 3rd floor and offer up my space to be shared with someone. He asks me if I would allow him to exchange his room for my offering on the 3rd floor. I agree to allow him to use it. I decide to give him the room at the rear of the third floor. As I’m walking there to show him the room he asks me how much money I want as rent. I have no idea? I guess something like $400. He says, that I am currently charging him $1400. I then tell him that he should then continue to pay $1400. He asks me how much do you pay for the entire space. Out of somewhere unknown I pull up the figure, $4,200. 
This morning upon snoozing my alarm, I laid in bed to meditate. I immediately had a vision that was so incredibly clear. My consciousness was hovering over and peering into another dimension. This had a sense of the faerie realms that I’ve become familiar with. I appeared to be in a schoolhouse in a dark shadowy forest. I saw a group of short stocky little old ladies with long skirts. They seemed to move with one mind. They had a great sense of connectedness. I could see their thoughts move gracefully between them. It was like watching a school of fish move. They were Coneheads about 4 feet tall. Their heads were about a third of the size of their bodies. They all wore identical cone shaped hats on their heads which reminded me of the pictures my brother Paz brought back with him of his time in the Vietnam. He had taken pictures of the Vietnamese walking through the rice fields with their cone shaped hats. They all appeared to have their backs toward me looking forward and they appeared to be walking backwards as if time was moving backwards. I made myself a mental note to look up information on the Coneheads when I got to work. My alarm then sounded and I got up to get ready for work. 
Last night my entire dream was about my procrastination on issuing a single command to change or set the secret key in the system’s configuration file. I know the command that needs to be issued. I’ve issued the command many times in the past. It is a rather long command that centers on the secret key. I am having trouble staying focused, constantly hesitating and waiting for a moment when I’m perfectly situated without distractions. I have one excuse after another. My head hurts from the pressure placed on me to execute the command without endangering the system. I don’t have a development system on which to test it out. The command must be issued against the actual system.
I hang up the phone and proceed to jump in the shower.
I had another one of my visitation dreams early this morning so I know my meditations are working. I meditated for world peace as I laid in bed before falling asleep last night. In the dream, I see a black woman in spirit who is very beautiful with thick black curly hair with very large and supple lips. I know she has to be an angel even though she represents the shadow self. There is a somber sense of quiet peace about her.In the dream she was passing by my bed as I slept at night (I guess you could call this a false dream). I knew she represented the shadow aspect of humanity that is now coming up to the surface to be given the light of day. I was determined to change and resolve conflict and bring peace into the world. So I swung my paralyzed dream arm as hard as I possibly could to grab her and bring her back with me.