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The interpretations of dreams is a difficult task at the best of times. I have no expertise in this area and believe any interpretation is just that, an interpretation which may or may not be relevant to the dream itself. In saying that I do not want to give the impression it is impossible, only that it is difficult and not very exact. There are people who have the ability and appear to work on a intuitive level.
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I believe that I was Anne Boleyn in my past life. The reason: I had a dream that I was sitting on a stone floor inside a room in what appeared to me as a castle. A few men in Medieval clothes came in and took me to a small stage type thing in which they told me to climb up. Then they forced me to kneel before a chopping-block as I felt a gentle hand force my semi-slender neck upon it. Then I said something like "May Jesus Christ have mercy upon my soul, and may never a prince so kind as dear Henry rein upon you all." And then I woke up. I looked up those words that I last spoke on the Internet and found them to be the last words of Anne Boleyn, second wife of King Henry the Eighth of England. She was beheaded on 19 May, 1536.
I wrote down on a piece of paper all of the strange things in my dream, like how in my dream I was wearing a gown of grey damask, as I found a few moments ago to be what Anne Boleyn wore on the very day of her beheading. I am still not quite sure if this is proof to even myself. It's very hard to say that I was probably someone famous to history in one of my past lives. But, a while after the dream, a few days ago, I was writing to my brother about it and I felt like signing " Anne the Quene" at the bottom. I did, and having not sent the letter I was at a web site that had a copy of her hand writing. I compared the two, and they were very much alike.
sonja moulton daydreamerv7@yahoo.com
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I would like to share some of the dreams that I have been having since I have excepted Christ into my life. I have had many of these dreams lately. But, I have been afraid to share these dreams with just anyone. I don't want to put fear in others, but we must be ready for what is to come. I have had a dream that a young lady and I were walking along the riverfront. I did not know this young lady. I looked up at the sky and spoke of rain coming due to all of the thick clouds. My unknown companion stated that she was going into the house because she did not want to get wet. I told her that I wanted to stay and enjoy the scenery. I began walking alone and looking up into the clouds. I immediately noticed something in one of the thicker clouds. It appeared to be moving closer towards me. As this cloud moved almost over my head, I noticed this golden glow behind a male image. I fell down on my knees in the street and began calling out to Jesus. I could see him clearly now. He had his hands stretched out to me. I knew he was calling me. I then looked over to my right and there was another image. I saw the precious virgin mother. She had on a beautiful blue headdress that covered her shoulders. I noticed that she was motioning for me to look at her neck area. I could see the same golden image around her neck that Jesus had around him. It looked like the sun. I began crying uncontrollably. I begged the Virgin Mother to please slow down and help me to understand what she is trying to say to me. I now find myself crying now without any control. I continue now to have dreams of leading others up a stairwell. And I also see these little demon forces that I am able to send away from the people that I am leading. All I have to do is look at these little demons and say "I rebuke you in the name of Jesus", and they run squealing. I have seen myself speak several different languages to the people that I am leading up the stairwell. Some of the people have been of Chinese decent, African decent, and many others. I do not understand the full scope of these dreams yet. But, I pray daily for God to use me any way he see fit. I am a willing soldier for Christ. If you have any input into the dreams of mine, please feel free to contact me at- 563-322-7263 or email me @ mstonja@sprintpcs.com. I will give you a little more info into my life. Maybe that is why God has chosen to use me this way. I have been on my own since I was 12 years old. I did not have any parents there. I leaned on the spirit very heavily to show me the way. I was abused a great deal. But, God has sustained me. I am now a 38 year old grandmother of 6. I recently got married to a man 25 years my senior.
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