Date: 06-06-2007
Time: 01:15 PM – 01:25 PM
Subject: Forgiveness
Author: David A. Warner
© Copyright 2007
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OBE Journal (Validation)
The dream setting took place at my mom and dad's house where a party or social event was taking place. Not understanding why or how this event unfolded, my dad and I started verbally fighting with vulgarity of words thrown at each other. I felt the glory inside of cutting my dad down in front of the guests at this event. My dad walked away and made his way to the basement where I decided to continue the fight. I took a good look at my dad and noticed that he was old in years. As we kept up the verbal fighting I started to question myself "I don't swear in the physical world and my relationship with my dad excellent".
The scene faded and I found myself sitting on a bus seat in a daze where I became conscious of my new surroundings. I'm not sure if this was a community or school bus, but based on instinct I feel it was a school bus. I scanned the environment and noticed mostly young boys and a few girls in their teen years. One person I immediately identified was my dad around 15-19 years old. This would have placed me in the time period between 1946 –1950 where my dad was in his teen years.
As I observed my dad, I noticed he was playing with this small brown cloth sack that was stitched at the top and bottom seams. This small brown cloth bag was the size of his palm. My dad would throw the sack up into the air, kick it with his foot to the next person without the sack landing to the floor. This game reminded me of hacky sack, but this was not invented until early 1970's. Next to my dad was a girl with red hair, yellow flowery dress and carrying books on her lap. The girl didn't appear to be interested in this game and tried to keep to herself. However, my dad tried to interest this girl in joining this game but she still remained quiet.
I decided to ask and test this girl about the game they were playing. I asked her "Do you know anything about this game, is there internet web site for the manufacturer"? The girl looked at me confused about my question, especially about The Internet Web Site.
My dad rose to his feet from the seat and approached me, and I embraced him crying in his arms. I explained to my dad that I was his son and to forgive me for what I will put you though in the future. As he was comforting me, I looked to the left side of the bus and noticed my friend "Mike L." and communicating to him I said "I hope you remember this". The scene faded and I could feel the transition of my empty physical body coming back to life. The best way to describe is the feeling of blood circulating back into the body from being numb.
As I became conscious of the physical world around me I pondered the thought about not narrating this experience. I really didn't think much of it but to play it safe, I quickly narrated all the details into my pocket pc to mp3 format. I asked myself "What do I have to lose if I contact my dad over the phone and explain what I experienced. Most likely he would tell me all of this was invalid".
However, the experience wasn't invalid of what took place as I narrated this to my dad over the phone. I compiled a list of questions before hand to ask my dad and verified this twice throughout the day with him.
Questions
1. Did you play with a sack when you were in the school, friends, or navy?
Reply: Yes, going someplace on a bus, there was no name for this. It was just something you
would throw around for a form of entertainment.
2. What country would you have played this?
Reply: USA
3. Dad did take the bus a lot with his friend, mostly men on the bus?
Reply: Yes, all the time.
4. What time period was it when you were a teenager?
Reply: 1946-1950
5. Do you remember a girl who had red hair, yellow long flowery dress
and carrying books on this bus ride?
Reply: No.
6. Tell me more about this game with this cloth sack.
Reply: Every so often my friends would fill up a sack with beans, tennis ball,
or paper tossing it around to pass time.
Interesting Facts
1. Seeing my dad at young and old in a dream and the out of body experience.
2. Validation of the bus, mostly friends (men) on the bus.
3. Validation of the sack game.
4. Response from the girl not understanding "The Internet".
5. Time Travel
6. I never knew that my dad played this game. Never gave it much thought
of my dad using the bus to travel all over town. Silly as it might sound, I
thought his mode of transportation was the automobile.
7. A few days prior, I asked for a sign of validation. I didn't think it would be
blunt and direct!
Tvos
Awesome, TVOS!
yeah... kinda of blew me away on the experience.. ya never know if you don't ask...
just wish that I was able to hold consciousness longer.. to find out if it was the short-bus..:)
tvos