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Shirdi Baba asked were not dollars but symbolic of 17 virtues that I was to<br />

develop before the Maha Shivaratri (details covered under the meditation<br />

section pages ....).<br />

Dream 8<br />

I saw a ranch style house, white exterior, big black metallic<br />

entrance door opening to a long bricked path way leading to the house<br />

entrance. There was a half constructed brick wall along the side of the<br />

main house. There were some yellow flowers in the front yard. There<br />

were a lot of people socializing in the front yard, coming and going inside<br />

the house. There was a host, tall man of medium build, light<br />

complexioned and extremely pleasant looking person. He was laughing<br />

and talking with the guests. In my dream this man was supposedly me.<br />

This house and setting appeared to be from the old times but felt very<br />

soothing; at home and offering a comforting feeling. I was not over the<br />

charm of all this, when very smoothly this scene merged into another<br />

totally different setting. In this setting there were four rows of four to five<br />

men in each row, each of them in standing position and facing same<br />

direction. Behind the last row there were two men who were facing the<br />

opposite direction. All these men were praying, had their eyes closed and<br />

palms joined. All these men were dressed in a grayish purple robe similar<br />

to the attire of Buddhist monks. In my dream one of the men in the last<br />

row facing the opposite direction was supposedly me.<br />

Later in my meditations it was revealed to me that the two different<br />

people in the dream above were actually me in some previous life and in<br />

different Loka (worlds or planes).<br />

Dream 9 (Sunday, January 25, 1998)<br />

In this dream <strong>Gyani</strong> was asking me to plug in a wire while he was<br />

working with a mustard color electric saw kind of tool. When I went in to<br />

plug the tool, he started pulling the cord. I started screaming and telling<br />

him that I was falling. He did not believe me, thought that I was kidding<br />

and kept pulling the cord and kept laughing. I kept falling through the<br />

clouds deep into a tunnel. When my feet touched the ground, the ground<br />

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