Dream: Parrot

 M. brought a large, colorful parrot. He said something about how one could probably sell it for a profit someday. That wasn't an option for me. You know it can live to be a hundred? I hope you live long enough. It needs to be kept busy. Of course, I would let it fly. A big bird in a small apartment. Everything would have to be cleared away. Then there was also a discussion about castration. A doctor had contacted me. It would be very difficult, because such a bird is so small. 

S was there, too. She said the neighbor across the street probably worked for social security. I hoped that would help me build something for the bird to do gymnastics on.

From today on I will only deal with parapsychology, hypnosis and dreams

 My psi diary has been out of use lately, you could say. I've been busy with other things. For example, I've trained as a hypnosis coach and written a lot. I've also published a few books. I'm not interested in selling these books. For me, it's primarily a game, and it keeps me from my true calling: working with psi. Something's holding me back, and that has to change now. Today I started focusing on this device. We'll see what comes of it.

The pointer should move. Then you'll hear a noise.

 

A dream picture and many coincidences

 Today I had a dream that I couldn't remember again.

I could only remember one scene. I drew her. A man and I were in a Wardrobe. It was very tight. We were like sardines in a can.

Another man opened the door. and closed it again.

 There were coincidences again. Elephants appear everywhere. I don't know if this is paranormal, but I note everything. We have an old telephone booth. Now you can put books in there or take them out. I only do that very rarely. Most of the time I don't go that far because the dog doesn't want to. It's also very difficult to stand still and look at the books because Chelsea doesn't want to stop and pulls on the leash. But I did it a few days ago.

 

There were a lot of books. I quickly grabbed one.

I thought there might be some good ideas. I watched it at home. An elephant is also shown in the book. I do not like him.

 

Later I saw a children's show on TV as I was surfing the channels.
Otherwise I don't look up what's on a children's show.

It was a coincidence that I was tuning into this station at that time.

 

 

I think these coincidences are paranormal when they all happen together.
Maybe one day I'll find a good statistician or mathematician who can calculate how likely it is that it's just a coincidence.

 

Yesterday we went to the Chinese restaurant.
We don't go there often, but when we go I always grab a fortune cookie.

My cookie says that I will suddenly go on a trip with a nice companion. 

If this prophecy were to come true, it would be more than coincidence. I haven't traveled for years. I don't even have a valid passport.

 

 

A Dream and some coincidences - elephant

As I was falling asleep, a sentence suddenly appeared. I didn't hear him, I just knew him. But I'm not entirely sure that it was a real dream. It was just like a breath. That I don't describe well:

In 30 years Russia will no longer exist.

 My daughter brought a “Kinder Surprise Egg”. (https://de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kinder_%C3%9Cberraschung) She is an adult and we are old. Just kidding. There was a little elephant in the egg. I had just been working with elephants because I saw how these poor animals were tortured. 

I love elephants. Once I even found a little wooden elephant on the street. 

 

I painted an elephant on my mailbox. I thought about that. 

Yesterday I spontaneously had to take my dog ​​to the vet. Chelsea is limping.

My vet wasn't there. A doctor I had never seen represented her. She wore a necklace with a pendant around her neck. It was an elephant
made of a green stone. Unfortunately I wasn't able to photograph it.

Yesterday I also found this book on Twitter.

The dream of April 23, 2024 came true

The dream of April 23, 2024 came true

 I was almost asleep. Suddenly I heard the dog screaming. It sounded like he was far away. Just like in my dream. I got up and looked for him. He was really out. My husband went out with him. Normally the dog doesn't scream outside. He got caught in a bush.

I dreamed a name

 That night I dreamed.

Some people were there cleaning up. Unfortunately, I don't remember what exactly happened. There were large objects being moved. I couldn't see anything else. Someone said: "Völkischer Beobachter". A name was mentioned. I think Luca, or a similar, short name.

 

Movement

 On April 27th, 2024 at 1 a.m. I was sitting watching TV.

My dog ​​has dementia and runs around the apartment screaming at night. All I can do is sit and watch what my dog ​​is doing. I watch with headphones TV so I don't hear the dog screaming so loudly. But I'm not interested in what's on TV. I'm concentrating on my experiment.

 

This time there was an effect. He wasn't spectacular. I sat quietly and didn't move. Suddenly I felt the cushion next to me move.
As if someone was sitting next to me. But that's not possible, there are only a few centimeters free.

The dog wasn't nearby, he was walking further away.

my dog

 I focused very intensely on Graham. My dog was completely crazy and ran around screaming at night. He didn't want to sleep. I don't know if he was reacting to the concentration or if I was reacting to him. Because I dreamed about my dog twice, but not about Graham like I wanted.

Dream 1:

Someone was there and asked me what that noise was. It sounded strange. I thought about. Then I realized my dog was moving across the room. I woke up and stopped him.

Dream 2: 

"Someone was talking to me. Far away I heard my dog screaming, "Wooooooooo!" The person asked me what that noise was." Then I remembered it was my dog and I woke up. It was so real. I got up and looked for the dog. He lay in his bed and slept well.

  I immediately forgot everything else I dreamed.

A little dog

Today I dreamed

 In the forest I met a man who was walking a small, white dog on a leash. He had something bad planned for the dog. I forgot what that was.

Even though the man didn't speak to me, I knew. He finally admitted it too. There was only one way to save the dog. I had to take him with me. The man also happily gave me the dog and immediately left. Even though I didn't want to have a dog anymore and Chelsea was still alive. I went home with him. He cried a little because the man didn't take him, but then he was happy.

I hardly slept that night because Chelsea was restless. I couldn't concentrate as well as yesterday. But I tried. There are many coincidences. I observe the number 17. It is often used in films. Although I didn't look for it, I found it several times. (https://psitraum.wordpress.com/)

A Dream

 I dreamed today:

I think I was in China. A man said, "Today we're showing Kafka
and X (I forget what name). The Price of Death. We have to see that."I don't like the X! I don't like him," I said. There was dirt everywhere. I could walk without shoes. I was happy about that. There were only a few houses. I walked around all alone and looked at everything closely. I couldn't see any trees or grass. Just dirt. It was soft, not firm, and gave way with every step. There were only a few houses there.  All were small. I didn't want anyone to see me. 

 

Further ahead, three or four people were sitting at an outdoor table. One woman was Asian. I could tell by her eyes. I thought she was a foreigner like me. Maybe she was Japanese. I was surprised that everyone was allowed to walk around freely. No one was observed.

 

The three or four people were happy. They laughed. I didn't want them to see me. That's why I went back. I came to a small house. There was a street in front of it. There was a shop in the house. A man just came out. He was the owner. He was Chinese. I watched him lock up the shop. I sat on a bench in front of the shop. A strange man sat next to me. There was standing a stone statue next to the bench. She was soft as if she were made of sand. The man and I pushed her back and forth. She began to decline. Luckily the Chinese man didn't notice. She belonged to him. We quickly ran away. 

 

Last night I focused intensely on Graham at night and during the day. I didn't sleep much. At 1:30 p.m. I wanted to start concentrating again. I suddenly got scared. The fear was so great that I had to stop concentrating.

Wrong name

 

I'm focusing on the name Graham.
But I often forget that name and think about the name Warren.
Why that's so, I do not know. But the concentration is relatively good.

This is Graham.

28.3.2024

I have started a new experiment. 

I've been concentrating on this for a few days now. 

I use this photo for concentration.
 
This is Graham Nichols. 
I'm trying to establish telepathic contact with him.
He doesn't know anything about it. This is important so that he doesn't develop 
fantasies.