(Monday, December 16, 2013) I’m in a huge library (or book-store). Bigger than the Barnes and Noble I visited in LA. The books are shelved on blonde wooden bookcases, not on the metal racks one would expect in a public library. The lighting is brightly elegant and the floors are blonde wood too. It’s a beautiful, open space, yet I do think it is a library.
All of my Ergotron coworkers are gathered together at a far end of the room where the lighting is dimmer. They are happy to be together and get along well with each other and with me. But my time with them is over. I feel warmly toward them but have no regrets about parting ways.
I see my coworker Larry McGowan, who passed away in October from cardiac arrest, standing silently at the end of an aisle, along a main corridor. He is in the middle of the library, and I am quite far away from him, in a more illuminated space. I move toward him. He never speaks, but I can sense his diseased heart with my own heart. His is inflamed and enlarged and will shortly erupt in a massive, deadly heart attack.
In my dream I question why I dream about Larry’s death in the style of a precognition when it’s something that I have already experienced in waking life. My dream-self wonders if Larry is someone else in my life.
Day Notes:
I did have a precognition about Larry passing before we left for the Black Hills. Chris and I fought about smoking on Friday.
Is this an Akashic Record dream? Am I being given information?
Larry is in the main artery of the library.
(Tuesday, December 17) I received this email on Monday: “Today we learned about the passing of Mike Peters. Mike was well liked by all and I know many of us kept in touch with him after he left Ergotron. He was a true sales pro and I know many if us saw him frequently on the road. Apparently he passed away of a heart attack while he was on the road traveling for Humanscale on Friday. Below is a posting on his Facebook page. Mike was a great guy. He will be missed.” Mike and Larry both had dark hair and wore glasses.
How interesting. Sounds it was a precog for Mike’s passing. I love your library. It has lots of light like the down stairs of your house you were with, with Kathy Day.