<h2 id="id00034" style="margin-top: 4em">VARIETIES OF DREAMS</h2>
<p id="id00035">In order to distinguish and classify the different kinds of dreams in
which everyone has an experience they may be divided into four
variations. Nearly all dreams may be classified under this heading:</p>
<p id="id00036"> 1. Physical Stimulus.</p>
<p id="id00037"> 2. Subconscious memory.</p>
<p id="id00038"> 3. Telepathy.</p>
<p id="id00039" style="margin-left: 2%; margin-right: 2%"> 4. The Actual Astral experience of the Ego or Soul in the Astral
region.</p>
<p id="id00040">Physical Stimulus may be the direct cause of impressing certain ideas
on the physical brain which may appear to be a reality. The falling of
a book, picture or any article in the room may cause the sleeper to
dream of firearms; a soldier may dream of a battlefield; a sensitive
female may dream it is a burglar; a person who throws the bed clothes
off him on a cold night may dream of snow and ice; the continual
dropping of water from a faucet in the room of the sleeper has been
the direct cause of a friend of mine dreaming of a passenger train;
the steady tramping of footsteps overhead may be the cause of dreaming
of thunder storms, etc. We must also take into consideration the
physical and mental environments of the sleeper.</p>
<h3 id="id00041" style="margin-top: 3em">THE SUBCONSCIOUS MEMORY</h3>
<p id="id00042">The subconscious memory may be the direct cause of certain dreams.
When the mind is centered on certain things, the sleeper goes over his
life again and again in phantom fashion. He lives over the experiences
of his daily life. Very often the ego enlightens the sleeper of some
material thing for his own benefit, which he may use advantageously in
his waking state, but as he generally looks at the phenomena of dreams
as an hallucination of the brain, he allows many a golden opportunity
to slip through his fingers because the materialist's brain cannot
grasp things of the spirit.</p>
<p id="id00043">All the knowledge and rubbish of our past lives is stored up in the
subconscious mind where it remains in minute form. Memory is only the
awakening of the sub-conscious mind, a long and forgotten incident,
that has made a deep impression on the mind, is apt to filter through
into the conscious state in dreams. In time of illness or when one's
vitality is low, the dream picture of the past is apt to play a very
prominent part in one's sleep. Childhood and long-forgotten scenes
come up frequently and appear as real and genuine as if they had only
happened the previous day. They frequently give the dreamer joy or
sorrow, according to the stages he passed through.</p>
<p id="id00044">Even action of past lives may come up into the subconscious. Dreams of
running around nude without any feeling of shame may be the memory of
a previous existence. Falling from a high cliff or trees. Being chased
around by some wild animals may be attributed to a primitive past.
Dreaming of primitive people, places and things, only takes the
dreamer a step nearer the stone age, from whence he came. Instead of
looking at these subconscious dreams with horror and dread as some
people do they should study them and shape their lives accordingly.</p>
<h3 id="id00045" style="margin-top: 3em">TELEPATHIC DREAMS OR THOUGH TRANSFERENCE.</h3>
<p id="id00046">Telepathy is a known and established fact. The connection between
minds without material means of any kind, has often been demonstrated
by the very simple method of one person acting as a sender, while the
other acts as a receiver. The sender thinks of a certain subject
selected before-hand. He may write it down on slate or paper. This
often helps him to keep his mind concentrated on the subject he wishes
to send to the receiver. The receiver places himself in as receptive a
position as possible, and Keeping his mind calm, the impression he
receives he makes note of. After a few experiences he may find the
message to be correct, word for word. This is telepathy.</p>
<p id="id00047">In sleep there is often telepathic conditions between minds who are in
close sympathy with each other, such as man and wife, mother and
children, or people whose business brings them close together, may
exchange thoughts during sleep. For instance, in one case a mother
received the thought of her boy, who was away from home, telling of
his sickness. A few days later she received a letter verifying her
dream. A salesman dreams of a friend telling him of his company doing
a big business in a neighboring town. Upon his friend's return his
dream was found to be correct.</p>
<p id="id00048">A lady in San Francisco (whose husband was in Australia) for three
successive nights, dreamed of his returning to America. She did not
expect him until early in the fall of the year. She was dreaming of
him in the spring. On the fourth morning after her dream she received
a letter telling her about his unexpected return. These are so-called
telepathic dreams, usually from minds of living people, although
telepathic connection from minds of disincarnate beings is possible.</p>
<h3 id="id00049" style="margin-top: 3em">THE ACTUAL ASTRAL EXPERIENCE OF THE EGO DURING SLEEP IN THE ASTRAL WORLD.</h3>
<p id="id00050">The actual Astral experience in which the ego sees distant sights,
sights and visions which he knows do not actually exist upon the
physical plane, such as communicating with the dead, recovery of lost
and stolen property; having premonitions of a certain thing which
actually happens, such as approaching danger or death.</p>
<p id="id00051">Above are but a few of the actual astral experiences of the ego which
it endeavors to impress on the physical brain. Sometimes it impresses
them by symbols, for symbols are the true language of the soul, and to
know how to interpret the meaning of the symbols of your dreams is of
the utmost importance to the beginner. A symbolic dream, which is an
actual astral experience, can only be interpreted by the dreamer
himself, for no one lives your life but yourself. The first impression
you receive intuitively, of a dream you see symbolically, is usually
correct. The reason the layman does not interpret his dreams
correctly, by following his intuition, is because he generally has
some material idea of his own concerning dreams.</p>
<p id="id00052">Here is a dream that may be said to be an actual experience of the
ego. Taken from the Chicago American, July 17, 1920:</p>
<p id="id00053" style="margin-left: 6%; margin-right: 6%"> Dreams sons drowned; found bodies in river, Burlington, Vt.
The dream was responsible for the finding of the bodies of
George Raymond, Jr., 14 years, son of George Raymond, and
his uncle, Winford Raymond, in the Lamoille river at
Fletcher. According to Winford's father, the vision of the
boy's mother appeared before him in a dream and directed him
to look for the boys in the river. They had been absent from
home since Sunday. The dream was so vivid that the father
wakened and at 2 o'clock went to the river bank, where he
found the boys' clothing. At daybreak the bodies were
recovered.</p>
<p id="id00054">Here is a dream of the so-called dead who, many believe, exist in a
state of dreamless sleep or annihilation, appearing in a vision, and
so impressing on the astral brain of the sleeper where the boy's
bodies were, that he actually brought the vision or astral experience
through into the waking consciousness. Here is proof of a mother
looking over her children, even if she is separated from them through
the doorway of the tomb. No sane person today can actually believe the
tomb to be the doorway to the night of oblivion. Many of the misnamed
dead are present, and when we go to sleep at night we meet them and
converse with them just the same as if they were inhabiting their
mortal bodies.</p>
<p id="id00055">We do not claim, however, that the dead are all-knowing; but free from
the physical bodies, the spiritually enlightened ones have a broader
vision of things, especially if there is a close sympathetic feeling
between the dead and the living, as there appeared to have been in
this case, for the conditions must be absolutely harmonious before one
may bring his actual astral experience into the waking consciousness.</p>
<p id="id00056">An interesting case of the dead appearing in a dream was as that of
Mrs. Marie Menge, 15 West Schiller street, Chicago. Mr. Charles
Peterson, former lieutenant of the Danish army, was a roomer with Mrs.
Menge for a number of years. He had no relatives or near friends in
America. Mr. Peterson had been ill for some time with asthma and
finally was taken to the Hahnemann Hospital, 2814 Ellis avenue,
Chicago. In less than a half hour before she received the telephone
call telling of his death she suddenly awakened and told her husband
Mr. Peterson had appeared to her in a dream. She states, he appeared
in a white cloud and seemed well and happy. He died about 1:30 A.M.,
Saturday, March 18, 1921.</p>
<p id="id00057">It was an easy matter for C. Peterson to appear in a vision to the
only one who had shown any sympathy and kindness toward him during his
illness, and his landlady being asleep, was functioning in her astral
body, which becomes a vehicle of consciousness, and as there was
sympathy between the two it was possible for her to retain her astral
vision in waking suddenly as she did.</p>
<p id="id00058">The dead are not dead at all, as many imagine. This man is only
physically dead because he has lost his physical body. He is not
intellectually and emotionally dead because he has not lost that part
of his mechanism of consciousness which is the seat of thought and
emotion. The physical body only allows us to express ourselves in the
physical world, but it is not the man, any more than the clothes he
wears.</p>
<p id="id00059">Extract from the Sunday Herald-Examiner, May 8, 1921:</p>
<h5 id="id00060"> NEW GHOSTS ARE WRITING POETRY BY UNIVERSAL SERVICE.</h5>
<p id="id00061" style="margin-left: 6%; margin-right: 6%"> Paris, May 7.—Can a ghost write poetry? You betcha, says
Baron Maurice de Waleffe, the French satirist, who tells of
a remarkable book of spirits' poems just published in Paris
under the title of "The Glory of Illusion."</p>
<p id="id00062">Three years ago died Judith Gautier, niece of Theophile Gautier, and
left a collection of slightly—er—passionate novels and collections
of poems which were circulated among friends. One of these friends was
a girl, Judith's most intimate companion. A year after Judith's death
this girl dreamed a dream. In the dream Judith appeared and commanded
her to seize a pencil and write to dictation. The result was a series
of poems of an exoteric character which are triumphs of meter and scan
perfectly. They are published in the name of the girl friend, Mlle. S.
Meyer Zundel, but Mlle. Zundel says they're not really her works at
all, but were directly dictated by her dead friend. Previous to
Judith's death, Mlle. Zundel says she never wrote a line of poetry.</p>
<p id="id00063">Here we have direct proof of an invisible intelligence directing this
young lady to write poems which she admits she never wrote before her
friend's death. The materialistic skeptic who is always ready to
interpret dreams as coincidences cannot call this a coincidence before
the testimony of such facts when they are brought to the eyes of an
intelligent public. The would-be interpreter of human existence
remains baffled and silent; they can neither deny these facts nor do
they dare to explain them.</p>
<p id="id00064">Friday, May 6, 1921, Chicago Daily News (by Marion Holmes):</p>
<p id="id00065" style="margin-left: 6%; margin-right: 6%"> Dear Marion Holmes: I should like just out of curiosity to
get the opinion of some of your corner readers, as well as
your own, on the enclosed sketch of a dream I had when
working out west. About 26 years ago I was working in the
West near the mining country, and one night I dreamed I was
in a mining town, the name of which I did not know in my
dream, nor had I ever seen it in reality. I was crossing the
street to a store building painted white, and in my hand I
carried an envelope that I was to deliver to the boss of the
store. When I arrived at the center of the street I was met
by three men who were coming from the opposite side, one of
whom stopped me, saying: "Come with me and I will show you
where there is a gold mine." I replied: "I haven't time to
go now," but he insisted, "Well, come anyway and when you
have time you can go and get it." So I went. We started off
in the direction of what I have since learned is the richest
locality in gold mines and after walking a while we seemed
to float through space; then we came to the ground a few
feet from the top of the mountain. We walked up to the top
and again floated in the air in a semi-circle, landing at
the foot of another mountain a few miles to the west.</p>
<p id="id00066" style="margin-left: 6%; margin-right: 6%"> The stranger said: "I want you to note the peculiar
formation of this country and this stream and right here,
walking a short distance, is where you will find the gold."
About three months later I decided to return to Chicago, and
in the train I met a cigar salesman who, as we soon became
friendly, insisted that I should locate in one of the towns
on his route and gave me a letter to a certain friend of his
in the mining district. When the friend had read the letter
he wrote another to a friend of his own on whom I was to
call. As I went down the street I carried the letter in my
hand and as I crossed the street I stopped short, for the
store I sought was the store of my dream.</p>
<p id="id00067" style="margin-left: 6%; margin-right: 6%"> Three years ago at a summer resort where a company of us
were telling strange dreams, I remarked that the weak part
of my dream was that one of my guides was supposed to be a
dead relative of my own, and my mother remarked at once, "I
had an uncle, a prospector, who died out West in the mining
country, but nobody ever knew just where."</p>
<p id="id00068"> Chicago.</p>
<h3 id="id00069" style="margin-top: 3em">CURIOUS.</h3>
<h3 id="id00070" style="margin-top: 3em">MARION HOLMES' ANSWER.</h3>
<p id="id00071">Dr. Peterson, the New York neurologist, in a recent magazine article
on dreams and their meaning, points out that many dreams thought to be
prophetic can be accounted for physiologically and avers that there
never was a purely prophetic dream. He would contend, no doubt, that
your waking thoughts having been a good deal engaged with Western
life, your dream carried the same train of thought straight through.
He would probably characterize the incidents of the rich mines, the
store and the relative as merely coincidental, yet as the writer of a
text-book on mental philosophy observes, to call such dreams
coincidences leaves the mystery as great as before.</p>
<p id="id00072">It is evident Curious is not as curious as what he signs himself. If
he had investigated his dream he may have found it to his advantage.</p>
<p id="id00073"> * * * * *</p>
<h3 id="id00074" style="margin-top: 3em">WARDEN DREAMS OF JAIL DELIVERY—FOILS ATTEMPT.</h3>
<p id="id00075"> Chicago American, February 24, 1921.</p>
<p id="id00076" style="margin-left: 6%; margin-right: 6%"> New Orleans, Feb. 24.—Because Capt. H.J. Ruffier, warden of
the House of Detention, dreamed there was a jail delivery
on, a general effort to escape from the prison was
frustrated. Forty prisoners confined in one big room, on the
Tulane avenue side of the building, were detected working at
the bars of a window and picking at brickworks under another
window when discovered.</p>
<p id="id00077">This dream may be attributed to mental telepathy. The prisoners
evidently have been planning their escape for days. (Creating thought
forms.) It was possible for the warden in sleep, out of his body, to
be mentally impressed of the delivery and bring it through into waking
consciousness.</p>
<p id="id00078"> * * * * *</p>
<h3 id="id00079" style="margin-top: 3em">DREAMING TO SOME PURPOSE.</h3>
<p id="id00080"> Chicago Daily News, February 24, 1921.</p>
<p id="id00081" style="margin-left: 6%; margin-right: 6%"> Huntington, W. Va.—Mrs. Mattie Estep was told in a dream to
write songs. She did so, and two of them were accepted and
published in New York.</p>
<h3 id="id00082" style="margin-top: 3em">PAINTS PICTURE IN DREAM, GHOST GUIDES HER BRUSH.</h3>
<p id="id00083" style="margin-top: 2em">Chicago Evening American, June 8, 1921.</p>
<p id="id00084">Peoria is all excited today over the announcement by Benjamin H.
Serkowich of the Peoria Art League that a canvas painted by a woman in
her dream with the hand of the immortal and long since departed
Whistler guiding her brush, is on display at a local theater mezzanine
floor which gave space to the annual exhibit of the League.</p>
<p id="id00085">Mrs. William Hawley Smith, wife of Dr. W.H. Smith of Peoria, is the
woman. She and her husband are among the wealthiest and most socially
prominent families in Peoria.</p>
<p id="id00086">Dr. William Hawley Smith is well known as a student and writer on
sociological problems. Both he and Mrs. Smith claim to have frequently
received spirit messages from the dead. Several weeks ago Mrs. Smith
says she was sleeping soundly when Whistler appeared in a dream. The
famous artist commanded her to don her artist smock and get her
brushes, paints and palette; then she translated to canvas the
instructions he imparted, and frequently his hand guided her brush.
She worked feverishly all night, and in the morning awoke fatigued,
but the picture was finished.</p>
<p id="id00087"> Chicago Tribune, Saturday, March 12, 1921.</p>
<p id="id00088" style="margin-left: 6%; margin-right: 6%"> Dreams being led to hiding place of missing girls. Mother's
vision of her daughter comes true. Girl of my dreams. Sounds
like the title of a new song, doesn't it. The girl is Evelyn
Niedziezko, 17 years old. She lives at 3939 South Campbell
avenue. Last Wednesday night she disappeared from home. That
night and on Thursday night her mother dreamed of her. In
both dreams she saw her daughter enter a flat building. It
seems to her in her dreams it was on Cottage Grove avenue,
near 27th street. Last night Mrs. Niedziezko reported the
girl's disappearance to the police. Lieut. Ben Burns, to
whom the mother talked, asked her if she had any idea as to
where the girl might be staying. She told her dreams.</p>
<h5 id="id00089"> TOLD TO GO THROUGH WITH IT.</h5>
<p id="id00090" style="margin-left: 6%; margin-right: 6%"> "Do you think it would be any use to go over to Cottage
Grove avenue and look around?" she asked. "I haven't much
faith in dreams myself, and I guess the police would think I
was crazy if I asked them to make a search on the strength
of a dream." Lieut. Burns believes in dreams and hunches and
such things, and he advised Mrs. Niedziezko to go through
with it. Mrs. Niedziezko went over to Cottage Grove avenue,
and walked around until she saw a flat building that looked
just like the picture that had come to her that night in her
vision. She had seen her girl sitting in a dining room of
such a flat. The house proved to be 2727, mystic numbers.
The family of William Llewellyn lives there.</p>
<h5 id="id00091"> GET POLICE TO HELP FIND GIRLS.</h5>
<p id="id00092" style="margin-left: 6%; margin-right: 6%"> Mrs. Niedziezko went to the Cottage Grove avenue Police
Station, and asked for help to search the flat for her girl.
She did not say anything about her dream for fear they would
laugh at her. Detectives Pieroth and Fitzgerald accompanied
her to the building. In answer to the ring Evelyn herself
came to the door. Evelyn had been visiting a friend.</p>
<p id="id00093">The mother had, no doubt, been thinking daily of her daughter's
disappearance and unconsciously impressed the idea on the ego, and as
the ego carries out the impressions of our waking state, she actually
brought the knowledge of her astral experience into the waking
consciousness, and the intense desire on the mother's part was the
direct cause of her bringing the same experience through two
successive nights, showing the ego can impress on the mind important
information. The ego is also the source of premonitory dreams.</p>
<h3 id="id00094" style="margin-top: 3em">HAS PREMONITION—DROPS DEAD IN HOTEL LA SALLE.</h3>
<p id="id00095"> Chicago Evening American, Friday, March 25, 1921.</p>
<p id="id00096"> Christian H. Ronne, 60, president of the C.H. Ronne<br/>
Warehouse, 372 West Ontario street, dropped dead in the<br/>
Traffic Club on the eighteenth floor of the Hotel La Salle<br/>
two weeks after he had informed his son-in-law, C.A.<br/>
Christensen, cashier of the Mid-City Trust and Savings Bank,<br/>
of a premonition of death.<br/></p>
<h3 id="id00097" style="margin-top: 3em">LOCKLEAR FORECAST DEATH—FRIEND OF AVIATOR TELLS OF STUNT-FLYER'S PREMONITION.</h3>
<p id="id00098"> Chicago Evening American, Aug. 4, 1920.</p>
<p id="id00099" style="margin-left: 6%; margin-right: 6%"> Fort Dodge, Ia., Aug. 4.—Lieut. Homer Locklear, famous
stunt flyer, killed in a fall at Los Angeles, Monday
evening, had a premonition several weeks ago that he would
meet his death this summer, according to Shirley Short,
Goldfield Iowa, original Locklear pilot. Short was married
recently and is passing his honeymoon at his home. He left
Locklear in Canada three weeks ago and had planned to rejoin
him in a week. "For more than a year we went together doing
stunts," said Short. "During that time Locklear laughed at
the idea of danger until about a month ago. It was shortly
after I left him that he became depressed and told me
several times that he would get knocked off this summer. It
worried me because it was so unlike Locklear."</p>
<h3 id="id00100" style="margin-top: 3em">WRITES DEATH POEM ON FATAL PLANE FLIGHT.</h3>
<p id="id00101"> Chicago Evening American, June 11, 1921.</p>
<p id="id00102" style="margin-left: 6%; margin-right: 6%"> Washington, June 1.—How Lieut. Cleveland W. McDermott
penned a death poem in the plane in which he and six others
were crashed to death Saturday night was revealed here
today.</p>
<p id="id00103">It is the story of perhaps the most remarkable premonition of death
that ever has been recorded before the fatal flight. McDermott, who
was a seasoned world-war veteran and accustomed to hazardous flights,
wrote seven letters to as many friends. These he placed in the hands
of a fellow officer with instructions that they be mailed in the event
of his death. The poem was discovered in the lieutenant's personal
effects, written on a piece of scratch paper. It had been stuffed in a
breast pocket of his uniform. The writing was scraggly, due to the
vibration of the motors. This is the death poem:</p>
<p id="id00104"> Another hour and far away I fly;<br/>
A last farewell to my friends I cry;<br/>
Then up to the rosy dawn in flight;<br/>
A battle with the elements I must fight.<br/>
Lost in the fog and mist and rain;<br/>
Tossed hither and yonder I strive in vain<br/>
To again win out as I have in the past;<br/>
Little I knew this was to be my last.<br/>
Sharp crash, and my wings are broken back;<br/>
Every wire is useless with too much slack.<br/>
Down, down I swirl and slip and spin;<br/>
Thinking only of all my worldly sin.<br/>
The earth seems rushing up to me;<br/>
While rigged crags raise their heads to greet me.<br/>
As twisting and twirling downward I swirl;<br/>
I bid a sad good-bye to a little girl.<br/>
Lower down into the trees I crash;<br/>
My plane and I have gone to smash.<br/>
Up from the Mass call me,<br/>
My untouched, unfettered spirit flies<br/>
Straight to mother's waiting overhead.<br/></p>
<p id="id00105">Although no one, so far as is known, saw Lieutenant McDermott write
the poem, his fellow officers at Golding field pointed out today that
every indication points to it having been written during the hour
preceding the fatal crash. His first act following the premonition was
to write the farewell letters, said a fellow officer today. The poem
obviously was written under the vibration of engines, so it follows it
must have been set down during the last few minutes of his life. The
officer to whom Lieutenant McDermott intrusted the farewell letters
mailed them a few minutes after he heard of the fatality.</p>
<p id="id00106">In this case the premonition seems to have served its purpose
advantageously. Death had no terrors for Lieutenant McDermott.</p>
<h3 id="id00107" style="margin-top: 3em">SON'S DREAM LOCATES HIS FATHER'S BODY.</h3>
<p id="id00108"> Chicago Herald-Examiner, Thursday, June 23, 1921</p>
<p id="id00109" style="margin-left: 6%; margin-right: 6%"> Dickinson, N.D., June 22—A dream in which he saw the spot
where his father's body lay led Raymond Everetts, 11, to
discover the body yesterday. Tom Everetts, the father, was
one of three section men drowned by a flood near Medora
Saturday. Several years ago the boy announced the death of
an aunt shortly before a telegram confirmed his prophesy.</p>
<p id="id00110">When the ego impresses the lower mind of approaching danger, in dreams
or otherwise, it is simply for the individual to be prepared for what
is in store for him, just as a wise physician tells his patient when
the end is near to be prepared.</p>
<p id="id00111">Miss Miller, 375 Brenner street, Muncie, Germany, had a premonition of
her brother drowning. She states:</p>
<p id="id00112" style="margin-left: 6%; margin-right: 6%"> "My brother was a great swimmer. Two weeks before he was
drowned I had a premonition of his death. In my dream I saw
him diving into the river. His head struck a rock, then I
saw his lifeless body float before me for three successive
nights. I told him of my dream. I begged him not to go
bathing, but he only laughed at me, saying, 'I can protect
myself in the water.' His death was the exact working out of
the premonition of his death."</p>
<p id="id00113">The student of dream-lore knows the ego is ever watchful, and it
always impresses the lower mind when danger approaches. There are also
cases which appear to indicate when the ego is unable to impress the
individual. The information is often conveyed through another person,
as the above would indicate, who is sensitive enough to bring the
information in the waking state.</p>
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