Penny (11 Dec 2022)
"Dear John"


Dear John,

What an incredible series of circumstances led to your latest post, far beyond coincidence. The Lord knew you were one He could be certain would follow the trail of breadcrumbs and make a delicious loaf of them. Absolutely fascinating!

The dream I have included below, was given to me September 2019. Part of the dream has been fulfilled with the passing of Queen Elizabeth in September this year. I feel perhaps that event was included as a time marker.

Thank you for staying faithful.
It must be over two decades I’ve been visiting your site.
I never imagined we would still be watching and waiting as 2022 comes to a close.

What an amazing journey!

Penny
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Thanks, Penny!
2 decades? Wow!
It's been a long journey. I feel we are extremely close now.
Thanks for sharing your dream and the beautiful pictures of the firebird.
John


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Firebird dream

27th September 2019 about 11am

I had a dream, I was in a picnic type place along with a number of families. It was a cleared, wooded area with picnic benches and tables. A rustic park area.
It was a gathering place of some sort, a vacation place that I don't recognise.

I was talking to a military man who was off duty, perhaps retired.
He was there with his family. I felt I needed to give him my phone number to stay in contact during the time of disturbance and trouble that was ahead, which I knew was imminent.

I tried to write on all different types of papers, card etc. but I just couldn't, the pen just wouldn't write on the surface of the paper.

I kept trying to find suitable paper.

(Perhaps we are being warned to prepare with basic things in some way, all I needed was a simple note pad and pen which I couldn't find)

As we stood around in this picnic area, I looked up to the sky.
It was then I saw three fire balls, they literally dropped straight down from very high up in the sky, one fireball immediately following the other.

These were actual balls of fire.

I knew somehow, these fireballs came from a "FIREBIRD" and I said so.

As I spoke, the bird which was very high up in the sky, came into sight, it was stunning to look at.

It was very big, it was elegant, everything about it flowed effortlessly.

It swooped down toward us in a huge silent loop in the sky.

At this point we all knew it was time to leave, so we began packing last minute supplies into our cars.

I still couldn't find paper and pen.

I knew somehow, that a lady named Betty was lying laid out, she was old, she had died over night and those in authority were trying to keep this news quiet.

(Although I was given the name Betty, I knew this lady was Queen Elizabeth)

I have tried to find images of the nearest thing I could, that resembled the firebird I saw.

The one I was shown was pure white, it's huge long white tail feathers flowed down like a brides train, it was very eye catching.

Near it’s neck I could faintly see a very subtle image of the flag of America.
It was very discreetly placed, or hidden. This flag could only be seen from certain angles. It was small and the colours were faded or muted.

I was to understand this was a firebird, not a Phoenix.

When I searched online it appears this bird exists in folklore. It only seems to be in Slavic/ Ukrainian/ Russian folklore.

I've included the most accurate images I could find, however, the one I saw was pure brilliant white, the fireballs it dropped, looked like ‘normal’ fire colour.

I have never heard of this bird or the folklore that surrounds it before, so I'm astounded at the similarity with my dream.

https://www.encyclopedia.com/literature-and-arts/classical-literature-mythology-and-folklore/folklore-and-mythology/firebird


https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Firebird_(Slavic_folklore)