by Wanda June Hill » Sun Aug 26, 2007 12:46 pm
Saturday night I dreamed a werid dream. I was in a mall (haven't been in one that big in years and years) and there were lots of people moving about, back and forth and I was on the top level waiting for something or someone? whatever. Standing there looking at the lower level I debated on getting on the escalator (I hate doing that) and was just standing at the rail looking down and the moving stairs were very fast-so I thought I'd find the staircase instead. My eye caught a man walking from down below, on the floor heading to the escalator...I started to turn toward the stairs and go down when I realized I knew the man-his walk and I looked quickly back down the escalator. There was Elvis, standing one hand at his hip and the other holding a cigar (I think he still has them now and then-saw them before in his hand) anyway maybe that's just his "signature" so I'd see him for sure? Anyway, he's looking up and his eyes are very, very blue-he sort of smiles and motions with the cigar hand for me to come down the escalator so I do. He's at the foot and he took my arm as it was moving so fast I practically had to run off it. He led me to a bench near the center by a fake bunch of palm trees with live plantings around their base. We sat down, and he spoke-this time I heard him! Saw his lips move as he spoke-usually it's all mental. He said, "I enjoy coming here, to see the people an' feel like I used to." I asked, "Like you used to-what do you mean?" He said, "Life...it's different in spirit life-we feel but we have no feelings physically as before-I miss that the most. You will find some thing soon that I am leaving you-wear it and grow closer to the center of spirit, understand?"
I think I said yes, but truth is I have no clue what he meant. He smiled, touched my cheek, smoothed back my hair (the humidity fuzzes it up some) and said, "Hummm...where's my 'lil Red gone to?" He stood up, looked me in the eyes, nodded his head slightly and softly said, "Adois my darlin'", turned and walked into the beams of sunlight coming through the overhead glass panels that made a wide beam of bright light like a stair case of it's own. I think he went up it-as he walked into it and was then just gone and it appeared he stepped up as he disappeared..." I sat there looking at that light for some time and when I woke up it was still dark outside but was 4:45 am... I was wide awake so I got up, made a cup of peppermint tea and turned on the tv-Jimmie had been listening to tv with the headset on when I went to bed quite early. (I spent 81/2 hours with Suzy, who was off and on herself, had breakfast with her and then we went for a drive, back to her little apt and then I took her to lunch and then back to sit with her a while longer at her place. She enjoyed it all and I was ready to hit the sack early. Physically she is doing quite well but as she says, "having trouble with my brain".) When the tv came on it was on Elvis radio and Elvis was singing "That's Someone You'll Never Forget" which I hadn't heard in ages. We just got Sirus Radio added to our system a couple weeks ago and Jimmie listens to it quite a bit with the head set on.
I haven't had time to do it much yet. Anyway, that's my dream...and now I am looking for the "some thing" he is "leaving" me????? Now that's going to be a puzzle-he loved to do that to people...say something and then have them playing the guessing game until it resolved.
Something I'm going to read? See? Find? Buy? Get?
for pete sake even! He looked good, dark pants with a bit of thin white stripe running down the legs, he did wear black boots without any kind of trim that I noticed. No rings, he had short nails but not bitten down, his hair was neat, slightly long with short, trimed sideburns and of course some forelock loose that flipped down on his forehead a tad when he bent his head. He had on a white shirt with a satin trim down the front, like maybe Hawaiian styled and the sleeves were turned up slightly.
No jacket but was wearing a belt that had dark leather with oval pearl looking conchas. No chains. No rings.
No necklaces. Just plain and nothing that stood out in a crowd. He was being noticed by other people...some who stopped to look at him, standing back, not coming close but he was visable to others. I took notice of that fact as I thought they were coming over to where we were but they just stood looking with a kind of awed puzzled look and it was him they were seeing. I don't know if they recognized him as being Elvis or if he just stood out in some way to their vision? I sure know he went up those brightly lit stairs that you couldn't see in the beam of light from a bove-he went up as he disappeared. Boy, I have a good "imagination" when I'm dreaming!!! I've always been one to get details of things and try to remember it all-dreaming or otherwise and my dream this time was vivid and exact. Now I want to know where to "find" whatever he is "leaving"???
Good grief!!!! What could it be? He talked about spirit-something for that???? Heavens. Where do I begin to "look"? wjh
Wanda June Hill
author of "We Remember, Elvis" & "Elvis - Face to Face"