King David
12-2004

I AM King David

The picture above appeared to me in my dream in a very special way. My friend Irmgard and I had gone to a special theatre performance given on the life of King David. We traveled all the way out to Sussex County to see the show, an hour and a half away from where we lived. I was not prepared for what I was experiencing from this performance, however. I walked away from this show feeling upset and disgusted. And I was not alone in this feeling. The director of this show had deliberately portrayed Kind David as a man with no morals and used every opportunity to defile his name. Looking around, I could see that most of the patrons were as uncomfortable with the presentation as I was. Energetically, it was a challenge just to stay through the show.
I found myself feeling very defensive and protective of King David and there was this knowing inside of me that said “what you have seen and heard in this show is not true”. What amazed me also was the fact that I had taken this show so to heart, not being of any particular faith. It was that night after the show when I had this dream. I was seeing myself on top of the roof of a tall building, walking on the edge of the roof. It seemed to be the only path to go to the entrance of a special place that I was going to. I walked into this room and was just amazed at what I saw. In this room where many, many pictures. I heard a voice saying to me that these pictures are all one of a kind. These pictures showed different events from different times and eras and I saw a man hanging up a new picture. There was one picture lying on the floor and I was told that I could take this picture with me. I picked up the picture and looked at it. I was seeing this man walking down the stairs. There were cherubs around him repeating over and over “Kind David is coming”, “King David is coming”, as the man walked down the stairs. The colors in this picture were immense in their intensity. Everything was in red and gold. The walls where all in red. The cherubs where in gold and the steps and stairway was in yellow-gold. King David was wearing a red coat with a white fur collar specked with brown spots. I was very emotional as I was seeing this picture. I heard this “Thank you” and then the picture was gone and I woke up.
This dream did not leave me for quite some time. What I was receiving when I was asking to know the truth was that the pictures had been a part of my akashic records, showing me different events in different life times. Perhaps in another life, Kind David was not a stranger to me. The way I had been feeling about the assault on him in that show is telling me that this might be true. All I can say to that one is “wow”.