Famous Dreams,Dreams that came true-Do you have one you can add~ FReeper Canteen ~ March 15-07

[fatima]

~Famous~

Paul McCartney Finds "Yesterday"
In a Dream Paul McCartney is one of the most famous singer/ songwriters of all time. According to the Guinness Book of Records, his Beatles song "Yesterday" (1965) has the most cover versions of any song ever written and, according to record label BMI, was performed over seven million times in the 20th century. The Beatles were in London in 1965 filming Help! and McCartney was staying in a small attic room of his family's house on Wimpole Street.

One morning, in a dream he heard a classical string ensemble playing, and, as McCartney tells it: "I woke up with a lovely tune in my head. I thought, 'That's great, I wonder what that is?' There was an upright piano next to me, to the right of the bed by the window. I got out of bed, sat at the piano, found G, found F sharp minor 7th -- and that leads you through then to B to E minor, and finally back to E. It all leads forward logically. I liked the melody a lot, but because I'd dreamed it, I couldn't believe I'd written it. I thought, 'No, I've never written anything like this before.' But I had the tune, which was the most magic thing!"

Mary Shelley's Frankenstein Inspired By a Dream In the summer of 1816, nineteen-year-old Mary Wollstonecraft Godwin and her lover, the poet Percy Shelley (whom she married later that year), visited the poet Lord Byron at his villa beside Lake Geneva in Switzerland. Stormy weather frequently forced them indoors, where they and Byron's other guests sometimes read from a volume of ghost stories. One evening, Byron challenged his guests to each write one themselves. Mary's story, inspired by a dream, became Frankenstein. "When I placed my head upon my pillow, I did not sleep, nor could I be said to think... I saw -- with shut eyes, but acute mental vision -- I saw the pale student of unhallowed arts kneeling beside the thing he had put together.

I saw the hideous phantasm of a man stretched out, and then, on the working of some powerful engine, show signs of life, and stir with an uneasy, half-vital motion. Frightful must it be; for supremely frightful would be the effect of any human endeavor to mock the stupendous Creator of the world. ...I opened mine in terror. The idea so possessed my mind, that a thrill of fear ran through me, and I wished to exchange the ghastly image of my fancy for the realities around. ...I could not so easily get rid of my hideous phantom; still it haunted me. I must try to think of something else. I recurred to my ghost story -- my tiresome, unlucky ghost story! O! if I could only contrive one which would frighten my reader as I myself had been frightened that night! Swift as light and as cheering was the idea that broke upon me. 'I have found it! What terrified me will terrify others; and I need only describe the spectre which had haunted me my midnight pillow.' On the morrow I announced that I had thought of a story. I began that day with the words, 'It was on a dreary night of November', making only a transcript of the grim terrors of my waking dream."

St. Patrick Follows His Dreams Surprisingly little is known about the life of St. Patrick, one of the most well-known saints in Christianity. The common belief that he drove snakes out of Ireland is now believed to be false. Some believe that the "snakes" in the story may be a metaphor for Pagans and Heathens. Patrick incorporated traditional Pagan rituals and symbols into his efforts to convert the Irish, who had traditionally practiced earth-based spirituality, to Christianity. For example, Patrick used bonfires at Easter services because the people honored their gods with fire.

It is known that he was born into a wealthy, but not particularly religious family. When Patrick was sixteen years old, he was taken prisoner by a group of Irish renegades who brought him to Ireland, where he was held in captivity for six years. He was put to work as a shepherd and became a devout Christian in his isolation, dreaming of converting the Irish people to Christianity. He finally escaped and according to his writing, God spoke to him in a dream. Patrick interpreted the dream as a sign that he was to leave Ireland. After walking nearly 200 miles, Patrick had another dream. This time an angel told him to return to Ireland as a missionary. Patrick followed his dream and was ordained as a priest after fifteen years of study. By this time, part of Ireland's population practiced Christianity, so the legend that St. Patrick introduced the religion is not completely accurate. Irish culture is a dreaming culture, centered around storytelling, poetry and myth. Many of the stories about him were exaggerated in the Irish tradition of weaving wonderful tales to record their heritage.

"I can but give an instance or so of what part is done sleeping and what part awake…and to do this I will first take…Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. I had long been trying to write a story on this subject. For two days I went about wracking my brains for a plot of any sort, and on the second night I dreamed the scene at the window and a scene afterward split in two, in which Hyde, pursued for some crime, took the powder and underwent the change in the presence of his pursuers. All the rest was made awake, and consciously. Robert Louis Stevenson, A Chapter on Dreams, 1892.

"About ten days ago, I retired very late. I had been up waiting for important dispatches from the front. I could not have been long in bed when I fell into a slumber, for I was weary. I soon began to dream. There seemed to be death-like stillness about me. Then I heard subdued sobs, as if a number of people were weeping. I thought I left my bed and wandered downstairs. There the silence was broken by the same pitiful sobbing, but the mourners were invisible. I went from room to room; no living person was in sight, but the same mournful sounds of distress met me as I passed along. It was light in all the rooms; every object was familiar to me; but where were all the people who were grieving as if their hearts would break? I was puzzled and alarmed.

What could be the meaning of all this? Determined to find the cause of a state of things so mysterious and so shocking, I kept on until I arrived at the East Room, which I entered There I met with a sickening surprise. Before me was a catafalque, on which rested a corpse wrapped in funeral vestments. Around it were stationed soldiers who were acting as guards; and there was a throng of people, some gazing mournfully upon the corpse, whose face was covered, others weeping pitifully. "Who is dead in the White House?" I demanded of one of the soldiers "The President" was his answer; "he was killed by an assassin! Then came a loud burst of grief form the crowd, which awoke me from my dream. " Ward Hill Lamon, Recollections of Abraham Lincoln, 1847-1885, 1911.

[danmar]

While I do not have that type of dreams, I do have a truck load of "deja vu's".
You know that type of instance, where you just step back for a moment and ask yourself...whoa, I've been there once! Where is that coming from?...

[ScubieNuc]

If I recall, the "guardian angel" concept comes right out of Scripture, though I can't recall the chapter & verse.

Matthew 18:10 ¶ Take heed that ye despise not one of these little ones; for I say unto you, That in heaven their angels do always behold the face of my Father which is in heaven.

[luvie]

Well, except that L.A.'s brown "fog" is smog and not sand.

I had forgotten that you had lived in warm country. Why on earth did you go back to the cold? LOL!

[fatima]

Amazing.Reminds me of an interview I did many years ago.A little boy was very ill and in a coma at the hospital here in Philadelphia.The parents were told to pray to St John Neumann.They were told he was close to death and went down to the chapel,a little boy walked in and looked around and left.The doctors were in the room at the same time and a little boy walked in the room and they said who are you.He said my Mother sent me.The sick little boy sat up in the bed cured.A few months later his mother took him to the St John Neumann shrine in thanksgiving,in a side room was a picture of a little boy-St John Neumann.The mother said he was the one who came into the chapel-she took the picture to the doctors and he was the one who came into the room but the amazing part of this is the little boy who was cured said Mommy that is my friend from my dream-he told me I would be OK.I met them both.

[fatima]

Night Leda.

[fatima]

I hear you,you've been there before and sometimes you know what is going to happen next.

[MS.BEHAVIN]

Thanks for tonites thread 'Tima!
Good evening Ma!
Good evening Canteeners and Troops!
How's everybody tonite?
I'm in for abit!
Hugs alla round!
Ms.B

[luvie]

MS.BEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

(((((((((hugs)))))))))

Whazzup wit'chew tonight?

Didja have to work?

[Kathy in Alaska]

Good evening, ms b....((HUGS))...I just got home, heated some pizza, going now to fill my sippy cup.

[MS.BEHAVIN]

*HUG*
Let's not discuss work, okay?
*fuming*
Nuthin much is up..
Just got home to a sick Mr B!
He has another cold, dang it!
Ms.B

[XEHRpa]

> God does use angels to help us at times.

And by the way, my dream "visit" was vital later in the adoption process. If you hang out in adoption circles, you know the heartaches that can arise if the medical/social conditions of the orphaned children exceed the ability of a adopting family to cope (or so it perceives). I know folks who have taken multiple visits overseas and in the end walked away from the process short of adoption because medical risks seemed too high, or the process became otherwise too onerous. And I can't fault those folks a bit. One has to be prepared to commit, and if the level of perceived commitment is too high, because of circumstances beyond the family's control, walking away may be the best thing.

In our case, we eventually came to a point where we had to make a decision, after going to the orphanage. And while our initial visit with our future daughter was reassuring enough, we received, in the final hours, translated documents of her medical & family history. It was truly shocking and scary on all counts. It was then that the earlier reassurance of the angel in my dream played a key point in pushing us to go ahead with the process.

Certainly, we have had our share of challenges in the intervening years, but I remain firmly convinced that God gave us what we could handle, and that we were guided in that process every step of the way.

[fatima]

Hi Ms.B,How are you.All ready for your big trip:)

[XEHRpa]

Thanks for the quick resolution to the Scriptural query. Straight from Jesus' mouth. Can't get better than that.

[ScubieNuc]

Wow! That's weird.

Even though this incident of my Mom's angelic interaction happened to me...I don't remember anything with a white bearded man and going to heaven. I was only three then, and now being 42, remembering yesterday can be a challenge, though. 8^)

I think alot of people want to have a miraculous interaction with an angel, but when you think about it, most of the interactions I've heard of, occur during a crisis. I wouldn't mind having a angelic interaction (that I remember) but I don't want it to be because my children are dieing or something. Maybe if they just came by for coffee some morning, that would be cool. 8 )

Scubie

[MS.BEHAVIN]

Good evening Ma!
*HUG*
Glad you are home and have foodies..
I'm considering having an adult beverage tonite..
It's been one of those days..
Ms.B

[fatima]

Heeheee,They do come for coffee,you just can't see them.

[Kathy in Alaska]

Good evening and good night, leda. Thanks for helping honor our troops.

[MS.BEHAVIN]

(((((((((Tima)))))))))
Not ready yet..
Still have some packing to finish up..
I hear the weather is supposed to be rainy in DC..
Might need to pack rain gear!
Ms.B

[SandRat]

writer33!!

[fatima]

Might rain and it's going to get colder.Dress in layers and for comfort.You will be doing a lot of walking.