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A beautiful Dream about the Warning.


I had the most beautiful dream about the Warning last night. I dreamnt I was in Dublin City staying in five different homes for the night, not too long after the Warning, sharing with people about the Mysteries of the Faith and the meaning of what the people had seen, explaining things and comforting folks. Ireland was in a state of ferment and excitement , the greatest in its entire history and in a religious awakening greater than even when St Padraig walked the land , the people who m I was talking to were even kinda bug eyed ;as it says in Scripture,

As I walked the streets of Dublin and through the housing estates during the day I called into many houses where people were gathered to meet and try to make sense of what they had seen.

However I was told to remember the names of the five families I stayed with in Dublin , but I can only remember three, the Corrs, the Dalys,and the Allen's. I left the Corr's in Dublin at 2 am in the morning. I remember this specifically as Mr Corr wanted me to stay the night. I had been talking late to a large group assembled in his house. But I was anxious to move on and did not feel the least bit tired. I recall in Dublin how large groups of people stood on the street corners, complete strangers speaking earnestly to each other, trying to make sense of it all.

Next I found myself leaving a small town in county Cavan walking up a country road at night. But it was as though the star shine from the Warning was still present ;as though it was the lightest of mid summers night and I could see so clearly as though it were nearly day. Many people waled the road to my surprise.I looked through the windows of the houses lit up fully though it was very late. They had drawn up chairs for people to come calling in a state of spiritual great excitement. One large house I passed had rows of chairs drawn up, nearly like a Church in expectation of the callers. At the end of the row I looked into one house , it was one old man lived there and I felt sorry for him living on his own . But even he had chairs drawn round in a circle for callers and I knew he was a person of faith able to explain something of what the entire island, the entire world, had seen.

I met two young girls smiling and laughing, they were in their early twenties, they told me they were from Belfast and were walking to Our Lady's Shrine in Knock.

I found myself drawn up in car at the car park beside the old Church in Knock.

People were standing everywhere in crowds in a state of very high excitement, a real ferment. I tried to move past time to spend time in prayer alone in the Church but I was recognized and they walked quickly, even running towards me to explain things.