The Missouri River, page 1

Ok, how do I get my ‘information’. Though there are several times I have had dreams. This is not one of them. It used to be just a feeling I would get. Very tense, hard to breath. Then I decided to concentrate a bit harder.

My husband tested me and my ‘feelings’ out a while back. He is an engineer, and loved to drive around areas where he has designed to see how things are doing. In his line of work he learns all about different prosperities and their history. One day as we were going for a drive, he was taking a long time in this one area. I do not like that area and never had. I finally told him “we gotta get out of here this place gives me the creeps.” He looked at me and said “oh really”. It was a subdivision we were driving through, he asked me if it was coming from any of the houses. So I concentrated on the houses. “Nope, it’s the land itself” I told him. When I concentrate on the land it had a very heavy emotion to it. It made me want to run. So he proceeded to drive me all over the area, asking me all kinds of questions at times he reminded me of the Verizon dude “how bout now”. After he was done he thankfully left the area and told me that I had correctly plotted out the entire area where there was a major civil war battle. He said they almost were unable to build there because it was such a huge event history buffs put up a fight.

After that I decided to apply that to other times I got vibes. I have learned to concentrate and it is a lot like empathy. At times I can indeed see things like visions. It is similar to a brief daydream. I concentrate on something, even someone and I can see all sorts of thing. I can feel the energy off it. For people I can see where they are. For land like above that land that my husband drove me around. He asked me to describe it to him. So I concentrated on the soil. Sludge going down for several feet. Black, sticky, distraught, energy. It made it hard to breath.

As far as the Missouri river goes, we were on a trip this summer. I noticed that I was having another of those feelings. Side note, its funny, my husband knows what is going on before I do. He says I sit very still and barely breath. I decide to apply what my husband did, to this situation. When did I get the feeling, when did it stop. It started right after the rock quarry and stopped on the other side of the river by some farm land. That is when it faded away. On my way back I decided that I was going to concentrate on that area when we passed it. I reached out with everything I had once the feeling kicked in. I saw the river fall down. I saw the sides collapse. There was nothing but rock on either side. It hit me that the people who were afraid of the bridges didn’t get it. There were not going to be ANY bridges over this when it was done. It happened fast. It literally falls. It was amazing to watch. I concentrated on it more and saw that there was a lot of ground water under the river that had washed away most of the soil leaving an empty void, or cave deep with in the earth. Like a river under a river. What is now there is like a thin mud covered shell. It is not going to take much to make it all fall. Apparently that much concentration is not good for a body. My head HURT for two days after that.

Another thing that happens with me is I will get things stuck in my head forever. The same thing will come up over and over and over again. It all makes a picture eventually, it just takes that one piece to finally figure out what the puzzle is. Then everything falls into place. I can not tell you how many people I know have mentioned a fear of bridges over the river. In light of 9-11 everyone started to make plans, where to meet family, how to get home, all sorts of plans. I had a song stuck in my head for about 6 months. I thought it was an Irish folk song. Turns out to be a song about the Missouri river. Several dreams I had that did not make sense before make sense now. I though I was going to go crazy from all the times people mentioned the New Madrid.

Its funny. So many people voice their instincts but refuse to follow them. So many people already know this is going to happen. They find ways to explain it away. They know when they make their emergency plans - the ones who have to cross the river - that something doesn’t make sense that something is not right. They just cant figure out why.

I observe. I observe the emotions from other people, the energy that is put off not only by people but by the land. Everything around that area is nervous. Imagine you an a roller coaster. Nearing the top click, click, click. That feeling is what I get from the land and the water there.

I also occasionally hear voices. Not like a person talking next to me, and not in a scitzo way. Its like the voice you hear when you read a book to yourself. After I saw what I did, and the picture fell into place, the voice said to me that though this is what most will call a disaster…it will be a blessing later.

As for time period. I can not give you a day and time. BUT I will tell you this. What happens above happens below. Long ago, they would look to the stars to get the answers. It happens on another level though. Imagine us as the above, and the ground as below.

Does that answer your questions? Do you have any more?

[edit on 27-9-2009 by mrsdudara]