Holy Family
Holy Family Pendant
It was the golden Holy Family pendant I dreamed of. It was a gift from my baptism Godmother and is also my second aunt (mother's sister). I was wearing this pendant during the year 1998, the year of the Holy Spirit, and I was teaching at Admiralty Primary School....
Last night, I had a special dream... In the dream, there was a backyard. I had tidied up the backyard, but somehow, all these irresponsible people had messed it up again. It was a backyard to be shared among the neighbouring factories. There were parked bicycles there. On this day when I went, all the bicycles were any how parked, blocking the way, and all anyhow lying around. I arranged them properly again, and I started to make partition again...
It was a middle partition I made, and thinking how people are going to move on to the next part if there were no door. I decided to make one door.... I was using white cement, and using my fingers to smoothen the work...
A Chinese man came, looking for his bicycle. I told him that it was behind the partition. He walked through the door, without lowering his body. I was very angry and told him off. He was still not happy and he seemed to have a daughter, who was nearby. This person was And but was not the face. She told me to go to her house. There she showed me on the walls are many 'paper figurines', yellow in colour mostly. She asked me for the white cement so that she could stick them on the wall. Currently she was using stickers. I told her that I still have some white cement left, and ran to the site to pass her the set: 3 brushes (big, Medium and small), water in a tray and a small dish containing white cement. When I reached her, the white cement was not enough. I had to run another round, telling her to wait while I went to mix for her... so it was another round I went and back with the dish with white cement, mixed with water...
This time, both she and I was sitting at the bench... Seemed like waiting for something. A woman (seem like a hairdresser) came out of the door in front of us, and told us something..... I was not too sure what she was talking. She asked 'understand a not', and I asked to say it again. It was about wearing pendant, and that not all pendant are 'acceptable'. She said mine was not okay. I had to take it down, because 'it' was poisoned...
I told Lucy and some families around. She said she saw me in the church, and there was like a shield around me. She said there were two persons standing beside or behind me. I said, 'then it is a good thing if I wear the pendant!' But they were not convinced...
Now, Lucy was driving! Lucy does not even have a driving license. But she was driving in a pick-up, trying to look for a place to park. There were plenty of parking lots, all grasslands. There was one particular grasslands, all green grass, with no vehicles parking on it. It was just next to the chicken farm, which we were going. She parked the vehicle and we alighted...
Chicken Farm
Chicken sound was heard... small chicks... and I thought of buying one baby chick. I looked around, only see big chicken, but got small chicks sound. Walking further, perhaps I could find small chicks. But as I walked, I saw people sitting in rows, facing 'heaps' of durians. The durians were arranged in 'loafs' as though eating bread... Women and men sitting in rows, wanting to eat their durians in Chicken farm!
We wanted to buy something also... it seemed like durians were wanted to eat, but when I talked to the man, (the man looked so much like Patrick's brother)... he was selling fish now! He was packing fish instead. There were dead fish and live fish. There were many red-coloured fish (red chicken, 'ang koi')... some with head cut off but mostly with heads... He was supposed to pack for me...
Aeroplane Wings
The next dream was that of aeroplane. It involves my fourth uncle... I was travelling on a roller-type of 'escalator'. I was lying on it, as I was being carried upwards the slope. There was a metal gate in front of me. As I was travelling up, the gate was closing. I had to carry a bag with me, and I was so scared of falling, hugging the bag with me. The gate had closed, and yet I was still being 'brought up'. It was so scary, and I hope that it would open up. I prayed. Just as I reached the gate, the silver gate opened, and slowly, the gate was drawn up, and I was able to entered.....
Someone took my bag and put it on the floor. She was 'so stupid'. She took my bag, put it on the floor, and later wanted to return me, emptied everything and gave me the empty 'plastic bag'.... 'scolded her' a few times and finally everything was okay. It was a strange dream. It was about the wings of the aeroplane. My fourth uncle said, "told you earlier to look at under the wings of the aeroplane......" Forgotten the full details...
Sometime ago, I had written this article at Helium: Ghost Story
This is a real ghost story, a story told by my fourth uncle, a person who was a 'victim' but there is really justice in this world...
It is said that the spirit of the dead will return home within the first week after their death. Some even put white talcum powder on the floor of the entrance. This would prove that the spirit returns when they see footprints on the white powder flooring at the entrance. This was so for my uncle, my first uncle, which is my mother's elder brother. His name was Thomas.
Thomas died when he was very young, perhaps at the age of 21. It was a curse, someone (died now) scolded and used an underwear to strike the car. The car skidded and crashed. My mother and her brother were in the car. Scared to be scolded by parents, Thomas asked my mother not to tell this incident to anyone. Who knows, Thomas suffered internal injuries, and he died.
After his death, my fourth uncle always heard the spirit coming back. At 12 midnight, at their house at 18 miles if I am not wrong, my fourth uncle could hear sound at night. He was so scared. It was the sound of the door being unlatched, opened and next, he could hear footsteps sound. It was the sound of the shoes of Thomas.
The spirit is a very special thing, which we cannot see. But some people have special eyes to see ghosts. My phone rang mysteriously during last year, National Day of Singapore 9 August 2008. (http://www.peacebella.com/2007/08/09/ghost-or-spiri t/) It was really the spirit returned, and it was the existence of Holy Ghost(http://peace-diary.blogspot.com/2008/05/holy-g host-holy-spirit.html). Who brought back the spirit? Jesus. Jesus is the Lord of all things, living and dead(http://www.peacebella.com/2008/07/11/our-glorio us-dead/) I had prayed at the church, to see Cebest again, and my prayer was granted.
During the month of March, which is the death anniversary of Thomas, my home telephone rang, with the serviceman from Singtel saying that a person by the name of Thomas had called up to say our telephone was not working. The serviceman or technician said my children had called them up for service of my home telephone. I told them nothing of this sort! I asked them for the name of the person who played such a trick on us. He revealed the name of this person who called, saying it was Thomas! My nephew is named Thomas, but he would not have done such a thing, and it was not him. It was until today a mystery who really called, the real 'Thomas' who called Singtel... (http://peace-diary.blogspot.com/2008/03/battle-of-colours.html). Was it a 'ghost' or was it a people? The thing is don't belittle the power of the spirits. They are amazing, really amazing, from what I had encountered!
My fourth uncle used to have chicken farms. Once, he gave me a small quail chick. Within a hour, it was dead.... it was such a small chick, very very small, so small that I had sat on it and it died that moment. My chicken at that time, was very intelligent. It was able to 'listen' to my commands. I asked my chicken to 'attack' my uncle and it responded. Everyone was so surprised.
Holy Family. This is a holy family....
It was the golden Holy Family pendant I dreamed of. It was a gift from my baptism Godmother and is also my second aunt (mother's sister). I was wearing this pendant during the year 1998, the year of the Holy Spirit, and I was teaching at Admiralty Primary School....
Last night, I had a special dream... In the dream, there was a backyard. I had tidied up the backyard, but somehow, all these irresponsible people had messed it up again. It was a backyard to be shared among the neighbouring factories. There were parked bicycles there. On this day when I went, all the bicycles were any how parked, blocking the way, and all anyhow lying around. I arranged them properly again, and I started to make partition again...
It was a middle partition I made, and thinking how people are going to move on to the next part if there were no door. I decided to make one door.... I was using white cement, and using my fingers to smoothen the work...
A Chinese man came, looking for his bicycle. I told him that it was behind the partition. He walked through the door, without lowering his body. I was very angry and told him off. He was still not happy and he seemed to have a daughter, who was nearby. This person was And but was not the face. She told me to go to her house. There she showed me on the walls are many 'paper figurines', yellow in colour mostly. She asked me for the white cement so that she could stick them on the wall. Currently she was using stickers. I told her that I still have some white cement left, and ran to the site to pass her the set: 3 brushes (big, Medium and small), water in a tray and a small dish containing white cement. When I reached her, the white cement was not enough. I had to run another round, telling her to wait while I went to mix for her... so it was another round I went and back with the dish with white cement, mixed with water...
This time, both she and I was sitting at the bench... Seemed like waiting for something. A woman (seem like a hairdresser) came out of the door in front of us, and told us something..... I was not too sure what she was talking. She asked 'understand a not', and I asked to say it again. It was about wearing pendant, and that not all pendant are 'acceptable'. She said mine was not okay. I had to take it down, because 'it' was poisoned...
I told Lucy and some families around. She said she saw me in the church, and there was like a shield around me. She said there were two persons standing beside or behind me. I said, 'then it is a good thing if I wear the pendant!' But they were not convinced...
Now, Lucy was driving! Lucy does not even have a driving license. But she was driving in a pick-up, trying to look for a place to park. There were plenty of parking lots, all grasslands. There was one particular grasslands, all green grass, with no vehicles parking on it. It was just next to the chicken farm, which we were going. She parked the vehicle and we alighted...
Chicken Farm
Chicken sound was heard... small chicks... and I thought of buying one baby chick. I looked around, only see big chicken, but got small chicks sound. Walking further, perhaps I could find small chicks. But as I walked, I saw people sitting in rows, facing 'heaps' of durians. The durians were arranged in 'loafs' as though eating bread... Women and men sitting in rows, wanting to eat their durians in Chicken farm!
We wanted to buy something also... it seemed like durians were wanted to eat, but when I talked to the man, (the man looked so much like Patrick's brother)... he was selling fish now! He was packing fish instead. There were dead fish and live fish. There were many red-coloured fish (red chicken, 'ang koi')... some with head cut off but mostly with heads... He was supposed to pack for me...
Aeroplane Wings
The next dream was that of aeroplane. It involves my fourth uncle... I was travelling on a roller-type of 'escalator'. I was lying on it, as I was being carried upwards the slope. There was a metal gate in front of me. As I was travelling up, the gate was closing. I had to carry a bag with me, and I was so scared of falling, hugging the bag with me. The gate had closed, and yet I was still being 'brought up'. It was so scary, and I hope that it would open up. I prayed. Just as I reached the gate, the silver gate opened, and slowly, the gate was drawn up, and I was able to entered.....
Someone took my bag and put it on the floor. She was 'so stupid'. She took my bag, put it on the floor, and later wanted to return me, emptied everything and gave me the empty 'plastic bag'.... 'scolded her' a few times and finally everything was okay. It was a strange dream. It was about the wings of the aeroplane. My fourth uncle said, "told you earlier to look at under the wings of the aeroplane......" Forgotten the full details...
Sometime ago, I had written this article at Helium: Ghost Story
This is a real ghost story, a story told by my fourth uncle, a person who was a 'victim' but there is really justice in this world...
It is said that the spirit of the dead will return home within the first week after their death. Some even put white talcum powder on the floor of the entrance. This would prove that the spirit returns when they see footprints on the white powder flooring at the entrance. This was so for my uncle, my first uncle, which is my mother's elder brother. His name was Thomas.
Thomas died when he was very young, perhaps at the age of 21. It was a curse, someone (died now) scolded and used an underwear to strike the car. The car skidded and crashed. My mother and her brother were in the car. Scared to be scolded by parents, Thomas asked my mother not to tell this incident to anyone. Who knows, Thomas suffered internal injuries, and he died.
After his death, my fourth uncle always heard the spirit coming back. At 12 midnight, at their house at 18 miles if I am not wrong, my fourth uncle could hear sound at night. He was so scared. It was the sound of the door being unlatched, opened and next, he could hear footsteps sound. It was the sound of the shoes of Thomas.
The spirit is a very special thing, which we cannot see. But some people have special eyes to see ghosts. My phone rang mysteriously during last year, National Day of Singapore 9 August 2008. (http://www.peacebella.com/2007/08/09/ghost-or-spiri t/) It was really the spirit returned, and it was the existence of Holy Ghost(http://peace-diary.blogspot.com/2008/05/holy-g host-holy-spirit.html). Who brought back the spirit? Jesus. Jesus is the Lord of all things, living and dead(http://www.peacebella.com/2008/07/11/our-glorio us-dead/) I had prayed at the church, to see Cebest again, and my prayer was granted.
During the month of March, which is the death anniversary of Thomas, my home telephone rang, with the serviceman from Singtel saying that a person by the name of Thomas had called up to say our telephone was not working. The serviceman or technician said my children had called them up for service of my home telephone. I told them nothing of this sort! I asked them for the name of the person who played such a trick on us. He revealed the name of this person who called, saying it was Thomas! My nephew is named Thomas, but he would not have done such a thing, and it was not him. It was until today a mystery who really called, the real 'Thomas' who called Singtel... (http://peace-diary.blogspot.com/2008/03/battle-of-colours.html). Was it a 'ghost' or was it a people? The thing is don't belittle the power of the spirits. They are amazing, really amazing, from what I had encountered!
My fourth uncle used to have chicken farms. Once, he gave me a small quail chick. Within a hour, it was dead.... it was such a small chick, very very small, so small that I had sat on it and it died that moment. My chicken at that time, was very intelligent. It was able to 'listen' to my commands. I asked my chicken to 'attack' my uncle and it responded. Everyone was so surprised.
Holy Family. This is a holy family....
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