Dream in Black and White? Besides Being Old, You Had a B/W TV

A new study (Black and white TV generation have monochrome dreams) says that people 55 and over dream in black and white, while those under 25 dream in color, and the reason for this is television. People 55 and over grew up watching black and white TV, even if they switched to color sets the b/w imprinting had already been done on the brain. So, those 55 or older dream in black and white.

I don’t know if the study considered people in between, along with other factors, like personalities characteristics. I’m thinking creativity, or views and perceptions on spirituality, etc.

My husband Jim, is an artist. He’ll be 60 in a week or so. He always dreams in color, always has. He had a black and white set as a kid, before getting the big color TV. I’m a few months shy of 55, and I grew up with a black and white TV. I remember when we got the color set; a big day! Big old thing inside a cabinet. I was about ten years old.

I always dream in color as well. We’re both artists, writers and creative people, so I don’t know if that has anything to do with how we dream or not. I also have an unusually high rate of lucid dreams, hypnogognic and out of body experiences, all kinds of weird sleep-dream things.

And both of us have dreamed in color all our lives; I remember dreams when I was three, four and five years old, some as vivid as if I had them last night.

This last paragraph is interesting:

Miss Murzyn concedes it's still impossible to verify whether the dreams are actually in black-and-white, or whether media exposure somehow alters the way the mind reconstructs the dreams once we wake.

Brings up all kinds of questions. . .how can we ever know? Or, can we? Reminds me tangentially of what someone told me once, scoffing at my dreaming in color: "You don’t dream in color, you just think you do."

The Sign of the Green Alien, or Beware the Reptilians!

I'm posting this here because the following dream (I know, snore) has a bit of something to do with my previous post here about my OOBE. (My Utterly Completely Wondrous New Age OOBE)

That first dream/OOBE was wonderful, fantastic, amazing, and positive. This one, while almost silly sounding, was creepy and scary.

I'm reading Gray Barker's The Silver Bridge. It's been reissued by Andrew Colvin, author of Mothman's Photographer, so we all have him to thank for this. (I urge anyone interested in Mothman, or anyone just interested in Fortean stuff to read both Colvin's and Barker's books.) Copies of The Silver Bridge have been rare, and, if lucky enough to find a copy, you'd have to pay upwards of $400! Now you can get it for about $10.00. I'm enjoying the book very much. I have a fascination with Mothman that I can't explain; I've never been back east (except for one brief visit to North Carolina once) let alone West Virginia, so I don't know what's that all about. (My grandfather, part native American, was from Virginia, ... but that's a very thin connection, if any )

So I'm reading the book before going to sleep, and as I'm turning out the light, I had this weird thought pop into my head: that I better do some protection around me, because I don't want to encounter any negative entities or energies. Then I thought, "well, I wasn't planning to, and I'm tired." I turn off the light, and go to sleep. I don't know why I had that thought: I was enjoying the Silver Bridge, and not at all feeling creeped out or "scared," and certainly not thinking anything about Reptilians. As far as Mothman goes, I don't know what Mothman is/was, but I've never felt it to be Reptilian, not sure it's alien as in from outer space, or even convinced it's a negative energy.

I have a dream. It's almost funny at first. I'm very happy, very excited about something good that's happened, and I'm running down the street in joy. I run past a glass apartment building kind of thing, and I notice that there are little toy aliens everywhere, mostly green. Little rubber and plastic alien faces, and toys, and my first thought is: "That's so cute! How neat they have a sense of humor!" But then I quickly see that the building is empty, and I the thought occurs to me that it isn't funny, not one damn bit. We don't know what's going on, who the aliens are, if they're really even aliens, as in ET, and yet we're running around making cute little cartoons out of them. We're playing with fire!

But I don't have much time to dwell on that, because I'm happy, and running down the street to a local coffee shop to share my news. I go inside, and there are a lot of people in there, and at first, I'm glad to be there. Then I realize: "Goddamn!!!!! These aren't people, they're aliens! They're not just aliens, they're Reptilians!" And I see their faces change, from human, to a subtle olive green color, and their features change a bit. Not too much however, if you weren't paying attention, you wouldn't notice. And then they quickly change back. I'm freaked! I'm scared! And then they notice that I notice . . . and they're very angry about that. I try to deny that I've noticed anything, but they're not buying it. Then I get angry my own damn self, lol, and say really intelligent things like, "Who do you Reptilians think you are, anyway?!" which of course, just pisses them off even more. Suddenly I realize how really dangerous they are.

Here the dream changes. I wake up, scared to death, and don't want to go back to sleep. But I'm an adult and have to wake up at six in the morning, so tough for me. I try to go back to sleep. I immediately begin to experience that rushing, roaring sensation, and see whirls and swirls of green scales, just that, green and scales and the knowledge lizard intelligences are afoot. They won't stop, just swirling rushes of Reptilian green, and I know that that's what it is, and "they" are trying to get me to come out and play.

I say to myself that, as much as I would love to have another out of body experience like I had here, and trip the astral plane fantastic, not like this! I literally said to myself "I'm not going there!" and with great effort, woke myself up.

One more thing: I noticed earlier in the evening, while cooking dinner, there was a large green ink smudge on my hand, like something you'd get from a marker. It could have happened anywhere, and I do work in a school, but it I hadn't seen it before, and I have nothing like that at home that I can think of. A perfectly natural explanation, but a very weird bit of synchronicity.

Healing Images?

As I was waiting for the eye doctor today, I entertained myself by looking at the walls. Typical of doctor’s offices (including chiropractors and acupuncturists) there were a few large, nicely framed and colorful posters on the walls of the usual specific body parts of that particular doctor's speciality. In this case, eyes. These posters, charts and images of the body -- or its parts -- are seen in offices everywhere. I realized for the first time however how strange they are.

Large images of diseased, broken, sick, damaged organs. Detailed time lines of the progression of diseases. Close-ups of infected appendages, or internal disasters. To the chronically curious, like myself, these images might be mildly interesting, but what purpose do they serve? I wondered why would any patient want to see these images, while they’re in a place where they’re either ill in some way, or else they wouldn't’ be there (unlike Eastern medicine, where it’s preventative, not after the fact) or, where you’re in for a check up, hoping all is well. Most of us are anxious to some degree when we go into a doctor’s office, whether it’s routine or something more involved. Being surrounded by images of illness, and being used to it as normal, sends messages to our psyches that all is not well, and all will not be well.

What we surround ourselves with says a lot about what happens to us on different levels. What we say to ourselves goes much deeper than the surface; we're sending messages to ourselves all the time, and our subconscious takes it all in. Like attracts like. It’s like telling someone not to think of a white elephant. As soon as you say that, you’re thinking of a white elephant.

Why not have images that show preventative things one can do for themselves, encouraging images, healing images?

True, there were nice, pretty, Impressionist type images here and there; it wasn’t all gory red and sick-yellow oozing eyeball close-ups surrounded in gray lettering that announced “Macular Degeneration” and “Diseases of the Eye.”

The point is, why have these things at all in places of care and healing? How different would our health, and our health care system be, if we realized the impact of our surroundings on our health?

My Mona Lisa Pumpkin

I carved this a couple years ago--lots of people thought it was Jesus. It wasn't. It was the Mona Lisa. Happy Halloween, dammit.

victoria jackson and the end of the world

In my BOA column this week, I wrote about Roger Ebert's recent Creationism: Your questions answered post, and the ensuing fallout. Some believed he got all born again. No. I mentioned some who really did though, including Victoria Jackson. If the name sounds familiar and you can't place her, think: ukelele, handstands, Johnny Carson, the SNL bad years.
I'm not even sure how I knew she was born again, but I just found her website, and it's really a spectacle.

Some quotes:

"Obama, call me. I'll explain Christianity to you.
Maybe you'll get saved and start loving unborn babies."

...and this lovely one, full of compassion and love:

"I don't want a political label, but Obama bears traits that resemble the anti- Christ and I'm scared to death that un- educated people will ignorantly vote him into office."

She goes on to call him a liar, communist and a racist. We've all heard this rhetoric before, so I'm not sure why this seems so particularly ugly to me...


http://www.victoriajackson.com/

Just for Fun

You Are 65% Witch

You've got some pretty witchy stuff going on. Even if you're not a witch, you've got to admit that you're a little freaky. You have a strong independent streak - social norms be damned. More power to you. Luckily, the time when you would have been burned at the stake has passed!

Are You a Witch?

she is the wind

This isn't really esoteric, but it's a good story.

photo credit

I Don't Know How or Why

But Google likes me again.

I'm not sure for how long.

I'm still not getting TOO excited.

But, thankfully, I'm back with all my blogs. er, for now.

I'm still checking out various venues, like Live Journal and Square Space, but for now . . .

Okay girls, everyone in a circle! Spread that white light around!

Read it and weep, I know I did

I don't know what's going on but it isn't good, all my blogs are utterly screwed up and I have no access. Thanks, Google-Blogger! Well, you get what you pay for. So here's this: Orb News. Whatever.

Something About UFO-Mary

Two nights in a row have me dreaming about Mary, and Melina Mecouri, Rosalind Russell, and street theater. You can read about it on UFO-Mary.

Anonymity peeve

I don't know how much this ties in with esoterica, except that a lot of people in this field seem to do this, and it's really getting to me. Okay, here goes:

My pet peeve this week is people who post unpleasant comments about other people, researchers, authors, what have you, on various blogs, and who hide behind nicknames, user names, and avatars that don't reveal themselves.

In all my years on the internet, I have always used my own name. (I think -- it's been a long time.) And when I've commented on someone else's work, I've tried to be respectful when I felt it necessary to explain how I disagreed with their conclusions or their viewpoint. But over the past few years, I've seen a lot of negative comments about a lot of people, not just myself, that are posted in places where the person being discussed won't necessarily see them. To me, this is the same as talking about someone behind their back. And it's worse, to me, when the one making the comments won't even do so under their own, real name.

I understand that many people have good reasons for not wanting to make their identity public in this field. That's fine, I can respect that. But please don't use that as a mask to hide behind, in order to attack people. A great many people use nicknames, user names and avatars to protect their privacy and are very careful to be as respectful to others online as they are in person.

Let me state right here and now that if someone disagrees with me on any point, I'd much prefer to get a polite e-mail at kdolan@rochester.rr.com, raising the matter for discussion. I will be happy to respond in a respectful way, and to answer your questions and concerns as best I can. However, I do want to know whom I'm dealing with, so please identify yourself by more than a clever user name.

I've seen some really vicious comments about myself and about other researchers I know.This is not helpful. Disagreements and discussions are great -- I welcome them! But name-calling and personal attacks are not only unhelpful, but immature as well, and do nothing to advance our work in these fields of ufology, paranormal research, etc.

I know I can't please everyone, and I don't try to. I try to live in a way that will allow me to hold my head up each day, and not wince when I look myself in the eye in the mirror. That's the best I can do.

I'm sure others have had this issue come up. I've been talking with several people who have, just this week. How do you, the reader of this blog, handle it? I'm very interested to hear everyone's thoughts on this. Am I being unreasonable, or naive, or childish?

Okay, getting down off my soapbox now. Thanks for listening, everyone!

Adam Gorightly in Paranoia Magazine

The new issue of Paranoia Magazine includes the article James Shelby Downard's Mystical War, by Adam Gorightly, who runs the Untamed Dimensions blog.

Are You Brave Enough To Watch This?

Zeigeist - Addendum 2008

Heidi Hollis on Coast to Coast Tonight

This is late; but I just saw that Heidi Hollis is on Coast to Coast the first hour. Catch it if you can; some stations air the program again the same night, or visit the C2C site for their streamlink thingie, which I could never get to work. Either way, good for Heidi!

Gray Matters on FRINGE

Coincidentally, Lesley also writes about a TV program for her column Gray Matters this week on Binnall of America.(I wrote about The Mentalist, and Psych, for Trickster's Realm this week.) Lesley really likes Fringe, and I do too; it's my favorite new show so far. Unfortunately, it's on opposite The Mentalist, but we just record one, watch the other. While there at BOA, be sure to read all the great columns, like Richelle Hawks,(also a contributor here at Women of Esoterica), Tina Sena, etc.

Faux Psychic TV

My new Trickster's Realm column is up at Binnall of America: Not Really Psychic, Just Faking It, about two shows I like: Psych, and The Mentalist.

Be sure to read all the other great columns at BOA, as well as the forum. Remember that Binnall of America has great podcasts too!

Dimensions of Genesis

Evolution is defined as “the faculty possessed by all substances capable of self-nourishment of manifesting the nutritive acts by changes of form, of volume, or of structure.” The many facets of evolution involve the development and growth of all aspects of existence for a species. Physical, mental, emotional and of course, spiritual.

Many of the realms that exist are beyond human comprehension as our evolutionary advancements have not yet reached it’s peak. There are many dimensions that are not available to use at our discretion as our eyes and souls have not yet ascended to that level.

The lower realms however, are completely and wholly within our line of understanding, though we do not always comprehend their existence. Plants, bugs and animals dwell in a completely different realm than ourselves due to their lower level of consciousness. A plant has no comprehension of love, lust, greed or technology even though it is a living, breathing organism. Their anatomy is vastly different than that of a human beings, but it still maintains a life force and the basic biology of life.

More...

Unsolved Mysteries Returns

We were watching Star Trek or something the other night, and while fast forwarding through the commercials, noticed the words "Unsolved Mysteries." It was a commercial promoting the return of the classic show. Here's what I found at wikipedia:

'According to Broadcasting & Cable, HBO Distribution plans to bring back Unsolved Mysteries when the cable channel Lifetime contract expires in 2008. The show will feature a new set, same music, recaps on old cases, as well as new cases, and a new host. The show will be on SpikeTV, in October 2008, for 5 years, and 175 episodes,[3] featuring the same theme music and hosted by actor Dennis Farina.[4]

Unsolved Mysteries will relaunch on Monday, October 13, at 5 p.m., and 6 p.m., ET Time'

It was cheesy, yes, but I loved that show, and hope the new version lives up to the old--although without Robert Stack's perfect voice, it might be difficult. At least they're keeping the music.
Interesting that Lifetime--a women's network--had the rights to this show, and now Spike, a men's network has them. I read somewhere that over half of Spike's viewers are actually women...

Richelle Hawks on "What the Bleep Do We Know?"

Richelle gives her opinions on the movie What the Bleep Do We Know? in Thoughts On That Bleeping Movie. She didn't like it -- but, do not mistake that for her not "getting it" or even not "liking" the message. In many ways, I agree, in some, I simply didn't notice the things she points out. It'll be interesting to watch the film again with that in mind. Overall, I liked the movie, mostly because of the message, but I agree with Richelle, that it was simplistic. Although, that's not the only reason Hawks didn't like the film; in other words, it's too simplistic to say she merely thinks it's simplistic. Heh. Read her views on her Medusa's Ladder column for Binnall of America.

Richelle also has something to say about the "urban legend" of the natives not seeing Columbus's ships. . . something that needs to be said a lot more often.

Mission From God MIB Syncrhonicity

Someone at work was wearing a great tie today; it had a very MIB like man on it with the words "I'm on a Mission: from God." In light of the previous post on MIBS, angels, God and Christians, I thought it was kind of neat. This person is a very nice and neat person, though definitely a religious Christian, which is fine, it's just funny that I respect this person but don't share his religious views. When I and another employee pointed out how cool his tie was, he mentioned the movie "The Blues Brothers."

I'm just musing along here; incidents like this just go to show that when you know someone personally, and they have views or beliefs that don't mesh with yours, it's not so easy to just mock or say "feh!" --- you can still put their particular beliefs in a file somehow, but thoroughly enjoy the person, etc.

LOL, it's just that when I saw that tie this morning, it just really gave me a big jolt of synchronicity.

Design in Jesus

I received an email from someone who tells me they believe in the MIBs, they're real, and they're misunderstood. The MIBS have never harmed anyone. The MIBS are really archangels (not a new idea) and are here to warn us about the Reptilians. William Bramley's Gods of Eden, puts forth this theory as well; whether or not they're "angels" aliens or what, the MIBS have been around for thousands of years. It's also not clear whether or not they're really here to help us, or what. . . but so far, I was kind of sort of with the emailer's thoughts, until he or she started talking about Jesus and framing the whole thing in a Christian construct. However, that's just me, I'm not at all religious, and certainly not Christian. I still find it very interesting though and so here it is, my mysterious MIB believer emailer's website: Seal of God.

I'm not cynical or dismissing any of this; don't mistake my non-religious views with a non "belief" or acceptance, of non-human beings, including those we call aliens, possibly MIBS, and angels.

Exene in her element

Not my favorite X song, but this is one cool little ghostly film/video. Exene Cervenka was born to be a silent film vamp. Extra credit: To what academy-award nominated actor was Exene married? More extra credit: Which X-Files episode featured an X song?

BLT Research and Nancy Talbott

I just wanted to bring up another hard working woman in esoterica (or whatever word you picky ones out there prefer), Nancy Talbott.

Nancy and BLT Research do some really great scientific research related to crop circles. In fact, I am pretty sure that anything you might want to know about crop circles you can find at the BLT website.

Lately I have been thinking of those who really do a lot of research and work and are somewhat overlooked and I feel Nancy fits in that category. Such people are often unrecognized especially by bloggers, who are either too busy hatin' on the "liars and hoaxers" or caught up in whatever is the big story of the moment. I am not a hater, but I am easily captured by certain stories or certain interests. I tell you that is because I have an obsessive personality (ya think?). Still sometimes it is nice to take a moment and send some kudos to someone who deserves them and today I send my kudos to Nancy Talbott.

The Manifestation Experiment

A couple of weeks ago, I decided to watch “What The Bleep Do We Know” again. I’d seen it before, but it had been quite a while since I first watched it and I felt the need for a lift in my spiritual psyche. I was enjoying the movie profusely and feeling more optimistic once again about human nature and spirituality. A particular scene from the movie especially caught my attention this time. An experiment with water and positive affirmation.

A man named Dr. Masaru Emoto had conducted an enlightening and revealing experiment. He obtained several bottles of distilled water, tested them for quality and control purposes, then proceeded to mark individual bottles with distinct labels or affirmations. Some of the labels said simple words or statements such as “Thank you” and “Peace”. He even had one of the bottles of water blessed by a Buddhist Monk. As well as positive labels, he marked some with negative remarks such as “I hate you.” He left the bottles of water for a period of twenty four hours.

The results were astonishing to say the least. The average and unremarkable water molecule that he had observed through a microscope had manifested into an amazing range of shapes and colors depending on the influence that the water was bestowed. The bottles marked with “Thank you” and “Peace” had transformed the water molecules into distinct crystalline patterns, all beautiful and remarkable. The bottle that had been blessed by the Monk was one of the most extraordinary, the water molecules looked like intricate crystal snowflakes. Most disturbingly, the bottle marked “I hate you” portrayed a distorted color and shape. The color was a putrid greenish yellow and it literally resembled a diseased cellular structure.

Experiment Images

As the main character in the show marvelled over these findings, a man turns to her and states cryptically, “Your body is 75% water, just think what your thoughts can do to your body.”
This experiment and statement has haunted me now since I watched the show. It keeps tumbling around in my mind and whenever I catch myself thinking negative thoughts, I quickly try to re-establish a positive frame of mind.

An interesting note as well is that several years ago I decided I wanted a tattoo. Of course I didn’t want just anything just in case I would regret it later on in life, so I decided what better to permanently put on my skin but my daughter’s name. Ironically enough, my daughter’s name happens to be a glorious and wonderful affirmation…Hope.

After watching the movie recently, I thought about the interesting coincidences that happened in my life after I had her name tattooed to my body. My life took a very positive turn after that time frame.

As a result of all of this, I’ve decided to conduct my own little experiment. I thought to myself that if writing these positive affirmations on a bottle of water was so effective, why not write it directly onto myself? So, this morning, I wrote, in permanent ink no less, many positive words on easily concealed parts of my legs. I generally suffer from extreme fatigue, so I wrote the word “Energetic”. I’ve struggled with weight issues not unlike many people in this society, so I wrote “Thin”. Some of the others were, “Inspired”, “Patient” and “Strong”. There are a few more, but, they’re just none of your darn business. :D

Dr. Emoto notes that positive affirmations should be stated in the past or present tense, like a prayer that has already been answered. Who knows, if this type of experiment should prove fruitful beyond all explanation, we may have discovered a new form of cure for many of the self inflicted diseases that plagues our society. Dr. Emoto suggests performing these water affirming experiments for yourself and then drinking the water. I guess I thought I’d take it one step further.

One thing strange I have to say, whether it’s my subconscious working overtime or the pen ink seeping through my skin, within moments of writing these words on my legs, both started to feel very light and felt as thought they were vibrating pleasantly. I woke up this morning with some pretty sore legs from a hard workout yesterday, so the fact that they suddenly don’t hurt is kind of interesting. I also had a headache and was very tired beforehand and I now feel very, very good. Interesting. I’ll keep you updated.

No…I’m not bored…why do you ask? C: