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"Manong, sorry for the late feedback.

I met you on that Friday and felt nothing of the energy.

Around two days after I saw you in my dream:

"Part 1: Purposely I went to see you. Some organization invited you as a resource person

and you were billeted at this particular hotel. The hotel looked ran down. The walls were 

unfinished. You met me at the lobby and directed me to your room w/c was to the right 

of the lobby upon ingress. Upon entering you said, " (Ha)lika."  You went around the bed 

and sat on it.  I waited for the next instruction but instead you got a broadsheet and read. 

And I thought, "Nakalimutan kaya niya nandito 'ko?" After reading perhaps an article, 

you folded the paper and beckoned me to come closer. I placed both knees on the bed 

and you put your left hand on my nape and put my head on your chest. There was 

a very palpable transfusion of energy towards my whole being.  Ironic, but enervating 

and energizing simultaneously. Then my essence started to drift/float and it was me, 

witnessing me, with you on that scene.  Tranquil, peaceful, serene.

"Part 2:  Somebody I met recently: nubile, kind, and gentle.  There was mutual respect.

We started talking that led to foreplay.  I was to go down on her when what appeared 

was penis. I asked, "Lalaki ka?"  She said, "Hindi."  She sat down and wiped her crotch 

and below her penis was her vagi.. Then the doorbell rang.  I opened the door and there 

was courier delivery.  When I went out we both cleaned the trash bin. After cleaning 

the trash bin I went back and she was still there waiting.

"Part 3:  I was with a female companion going to see you. She's got dark hair and i 

couldn't identify who she is. We walked thru a concrete bridge. While walking I was 

feeling my front right pant pocket for my wallet.  After the bridge were concrete steps to 

the right. We went down and there was a residential building where you resided. I was 

to knock on the door but I sensed you were behind it waiting.  And before I knocked 

you opened and you said, "o." as greeting. I felt for my wallet but it wasn't there.  

I panicked and went out frantically looking.  I crossed the bridge and saw a man wearing 

a white shirt and dark pants.  I felt he was culpable for my lost wallet.  I asked him politely 

where's my wallet but he ignored me and continued walking.  I asked several more times 

all the while my voice starting to raise with agitation. He turned around and said, "ok. ok. 

I'll give it back."  After he said that, I gleaned he was admitting to taking something 

that he actually didn't.  He pulled out something from his bag.  It was a long black 

umbrella followed by several more shorter ones. All black.  I took particular notice to one 

as it was shaped like a tapered black candle.  But it was an umbrella that at the same 

time was a candle.  All this time the guy was still taking stuff out of his bag. Then I 

suddenly remembered, "Teka may naghihintay nga pala sa 'kin (you and the lady)."  

I hurried back thru the bridge; and there I saw my wallet standing in the concrete railing 

of the bridge. "Pano 'yan napunta diyan?," I wondered.  I stared at it and looked at you 

and the lady from a distance.  Back and forth a few times.

Another dream:

I was walking with my wife in the park.

She wore a nice sleeveless dress.

I assisted her walking down big concrete steps.  We were happy.

As soon as she stepped off the last rung of the steps, she walked to her right and started 

walking off without me.

I wondered, "Sa'n 'yon papunta?"

She kept on walking.

"Another:

There was a church/congregation ONLY of women.  They invited me to be a pastor 

knowing full well I was male.

I was required to wear a pink blouse.  I acceded and put at the front to be ordained.

I was transported outside still wearing that pink blouse.  Outside was chaos and melee.  

I was scared but remained unharmed.  

Just witnessing all the trouble going around.

"Your take po.

Salamat."

My reply:

Hi ____!

Part 1:

The energy transfer occurred in your dream because you were very defensive in waking life. 

The run-down hotel represents your Ego. It is in very bad need of refurbishing and repair. In this 

dream your psyche has made me appear as your Superego. I read the article in the broadsheet 

because this is what your father did when you were a little boy, whenever you wanted quality time 

with him--he used to do something else while you waited for him to notice you. You perceived this 

as rejection, but, in fact, your father was the type of man who was extremely embarrassed to show 

affection.

In the dream your psyche makes me take you to my chest as you wanted your father to do to you 
many years ago. This is when the real energy transfer occurs--when your defenses are finally 
down--and it is a feeling quite unlike anything you have ever experienced before, a feeling that is 
high and spiritual and many levels above physical affection.

Part 2:

This reveals your covert homophobia. Because of your father's reluctance to show affection, you 

grew up with a fear of tenderness being expressed between two men. The fear is so deep-rooted 

that you are shocked to see a woman with a penis. Her vagina is below the penis, representing 

bisexuality, which you also fear, so that your psyche must interrupt the scene by introducing a 
courier who arrives with a delivery. Note the bridge between "delivery" = "deliverance". You and 
the woman part of you clean out the "trash bin", typically situated in the rear part of any house: it 
represents the anus, and your act of cleaning represents the cleansing of your conscience from any 
kind of association between penis, vagina, and anus.

Part 3:

This is the reconciliation or sum-up scene. This time you and the woman part of you are coming to 

consult me together. The appearance of the wallet is something we have discussed: security, 
materialism, and your yearning to be rich and successful. The desire is so strong that you feel that 
"getting there" is equivalent to potency. The man who takes your wallet is, again, your biological 
father. He takes out two phallic symbols from his bag: black umbrellas (security) representing his 
own masculinity and tapered black candles representing yours (I am providing a bridge between 
candles and magic). These symbols only confuse you. There is an umbrella that is a candle at the 
same time; you want not only one but both kinds of masculinity. The concrete bridge is like the 
covered, wooden bridge in Bridges of Madison County, an image of the birth canal, rebirth, and 
regeneration. You transfer the woman part of you to the woman part of me, so that you see both 
of us together, at a distance, a manifestation of projection. You realize that you never lost your 
wallet, your power, after all.

The two additional dreams are further messages from your psyche regarding the consequences of

the three-part message:

You dread that your wife will leave you.

You dread being perceived by the opposite sex as a harmless man of God rather than as a stud. 

You atone for your lust by accepting the pink blouse, but, even as you do so, you sense chaos

around you.

My simple, personal messages to you at this point are:

1) Know what you want.

2) Do not be afraid of what you want.

3) Know what you do not want.

3) Do not do things that you do not want.

And now I ask you to do some interpretation of your own. Why, in your dream record, are you 
able to spell "penis" but not "vagina"?

I hope that these made sense to you. Sleep well, I wish you well.