I walk into a room and see six or seven people standing around a table. I am associated with this group in some work having to do with changing people. As soon as I enter the room, I become aware that I am dreaming and that I am being presented with a very important symbol. They say to me, "OK, we're going to show you now what it is to work together on this." Lying on the table is a miniature replica of a person. Little eyelets are screwed into the sides of the replica, spaced evenly. Each eyelet represents a different aspect of a person. Through the eyelets are a series of cords, all interconnected under the replica. The other ends of the cord are attached to handles, each one held by one of the people around the table. Then, at a certain moment, everyone pulls his cord simultaneously. The replica rises above the table, supported by the network of cords. Because it is lifted evenly, it remains settled in its prone position, instead of becoming tangled, distorted or off-balance. They then lower the replica safely back onto the table.                                    (G.S., San Francisco, California)

I am floating in the Bermuda Triangle. As far as I can see in all directions, there are layers of transparent, colored mist. Floating in these bands of colored mist are airplanes and ocean liners of all types. Sometimes they float beside one another, sometimes they float over or under one another. When I look down, I can see the tops of airplanes and ocean liners. When I look up, I can see the bottoms of airplanes and ocean liners.

A huge eye in the clouds is looking down on all the earth. A ray of luminous white light emanates from it and falls on the Great Pyramid. Then I am inside a room in the pyramid, looking at a gold loving-cup upon an engraved stone table. To the right stands a guard dressed in a white robe with a gold cord belt. On his head is a golden crown with a large, gold triangle pointing down. The triangle is positioned in the area of the Third Eye. He is guarding the loving-cup with a gold sword, which has a triangle on the end. The sword is held in his right hand with the triangle pointing up. I walk closer to read the hieroglyphics engraved on the stone table. I cannot read it. Then the guard says, "This is the Silver Chalice."                                        (J.H.D., Norfolk, Virginia)