Dream of Twin Towers Imploding
Way back, sometime before George Bush became president, I had a prophetic dream. (One of many)
In the dream, I became lucid when I heard screaming and a male voice over riding all the screams stating: ‘The energy centers are imploding, the energy centers are imploding”.
The building I was in was shaking, rumbling as I made my way outside of the Cimmerian surreal hallways as I tried to wake myself.
I found myself at the edge of a shoreline looking across the water as I recognized the skyline of New York city in the early morning hours.
The sun was trying to force itself through the dark mesh that had cast itself over the city and into my mind.
My body split as it remotely viewed a huge gaping hole sucking everything around it down and deep into the underbelly below, with the sounds of huge explosions preceding. I wondered if I was ok from my own location on the shores across the harbor. I was assured that indeed, I was ok where I was and would not be injured.
Within minutes, a second huge explosion took place and again the same male voice screaming “The energy centers are imploding the energy centers are imploding”.
The earth was sucking up the building as if it were dissolving into her belly in a magma and molten inferno.
People were screaming and running in all directions.
In the skyline before me, the pillars of smoke rising above began to turn into images of the sages and saviours who have come before us in history.
Starting with "the Buddha" (the "Enlightened One"), and then turning into Jesus (the ‘Anointed One’) then Krishna they were all standing in pillars of smoke that were 1,000 feet tall.
Each one said basically the same thing in different ways, but they were all saying: “Love One Another”.
Finally, the last form takes shape again in a thousand foot tall pillar, only it is a woman who is of medium coloured skin with a tall neck, whom I confirm along the way in mystical experiences that will follow, is Mary Magdalene.
She stands arms outspread as a mother who is concerned for her children, but whose children refuse to listen to wisdom and continuously disobey the teaching that is for their own good.
There is such a deep concern and love in Her eyes, as she surveys the earth below and all of Her children who She cares so deeply about.
Then, this Tall Woman, (Mary Magdalene) walks out of the plume of smoke and onto the planet. As she does this, I turn to see my sister Barbara, driving up in her silver car. She opens the window and tells me to get in the car.
(My sister Barbara, was already passed away when I have this dream, but has often come in dreamtime to help guide and teach me.)
I get into the car and we drive off into the eerie waking morning under burnt umber and autumnal red skies. In the distance, I hear another explosion/implosion.
We arrive at a building, Barbara tells me to enter and she follows me inside.
Barbara takes a seat in the very rear of the stadium style seating and I look to see this same woman (Mary Magdalene) now seated in a large royal chair in the center of the stage only She is now just a very tall woman with a large presence that fills the room as She holds court.
I turn back to look at Barbara to implore her as to what is going on, and she simply nods to the area directly in front and below me, and tells me to pay attention.
There in front of me are several politicians in suits. Some of which I know very well, one a former president and the others gathered around him as he whispers to them his plans as to how they will get around this woman.
I am shocked, ‘How on earth do they think they will possibly get around this woman, didn’t they just see her standing 1,000 feet tall and walking out of the plumes of smoke, clearly in succession to the avatars preceding Her!” I think to myself.
I wake up, very shaken and disturbed by this powerful dream.
It leaves me visibly shaking for days.
On the morning of September 11, 2001, I am readying for work with the strangest of feelings, a friend calls me to ask me if I know what is going on? We turn on the morning shows to see one of the Twin Towers smoking and as we are watching, we see another plane hit the other tower.
I KNOW THEY ARE COMING DOWN. MY DREAM COMES FLOODING BACK TO ME.
I call my sister to somehow find a rudder in this horror, and tell her they are coming down. She replies that her husband says they are built to withstand this kind of impact from a plane; they have to be by regulation because of their height.
But I still know they are coming down.
The energy centers are the money centers; currency is a term for money and is also a term for electricity. We are learning about energy by exchanging currency/money. They are one and the same.
Every year starting with the year 2000 or the millennium as it is known, in Roman Numerals is MM.
That is Mary Magdalene, or the return of the Divine Feminine in marriage to the Divine Masculine, the return of the Fisher King.
All we have to do is to Love One Another and for a short time following the incident, I thought it might bring people together to do just that, somehow out of that horror, we might find our hearts are connected and that we need each other.
That weekend, I had already scheduled a retreat that we had designed and were going to lead called: “Dreaming Awake With Fairies in the Emerald City”.
We called everyone to see if they were still up for the retreat, considering the events that had taken place. They all said not only did they still plan on attending, they were looking forward to coming, they needed the retreat.
One night while walking under the canopy of stars, I watched the lights and felt the clarion call had gone out to places far distant, that the earth was in grave danger, and things had been forever changed.
I recalled the images that shaped and formed out of that inferno, looking evil and satanic and wondered just what terrible daemons had been conjured up from the abyss on that fateful day.
It seems, rather than allow a natural waking process to take place, where we do indeed find each and every one of us are connected and to begin to truly open up our hearts and ‘Love One Another’, which of course is the ‘Greatest of These’ from Corinthians 14 4:13.
We have been sucked into a vortex of division and hatred.
Somehow so far, they have managed to ‘Get around Her’.
At least by some appearance sake, but I have an abiding Faith, that in reality this is impossible, and a Greater Hand that teaches me to believe in the beauty that surrounds me and in every good deed and each heart flame, one at a time, igniting the other and reminding us of the seeds that were planted in us so long ago.
"All I have seen teaches me to trust the Creator for all I have not seen."
Ralph Waldo Emerson
The wind is still crying Mary, listen to your heart song and you will hear her whisper the ways of love, by way of the heart.
31) “That is why I said to you, be of good courage, and if you are discouraged be encouraged in the presence of the different forms of nature.
32) He who has ears to hear let him hear.
33) When the Blessed One had said this, He greeted them all, saying, Peace be with you. Receive my peace unto yourselves.
34) Be aware that no one lead you astray saying Lo here of lo there! For the Son of Man is within you.’
~From the Gospel of Mary Magdalene
I have shared this dream many times over the years now, it was on the original ArcAncient Website and of course, I shared with my students. If you are a new comer to the land of ArcAncient, I hope you enjoy the telling and can glean from it a strong message of hope, love and the inevitable return of the Divine Feminine and Her natural bounty.
I have many dreams and teachings from Mary Magdalene, which I will share both here and in my upcoming book.