Dreamtime Guidance Can Foretell Real World Events

Ever since I became conscious of the fact that I was on a path to ascension, about a decade ago now, it has been fascinating to observe the little crumbs the Spirit guides leave for us to find and follow. Sometimes they are events in our “real,” i.e., physical life.  At other times they are sounds of music or other ethereal signs.  We learn from the land by geomancy, as if by osmosis.

And then there are dreams.


Personally, I have not been big on dreamtime guidance. That’s because they are usually as clear as mud. If I remember anything at all about a dream, it is typically just bits and pieces of a story.  Yet even they were good enough to have played a big part in some of my life-changing decisions.

Hawaii-kilauea-volcanoFor example, I moved from Arizona to Hawaii in part because of a 2008 dream.  Elizabeth and I traveled to Australia a couple of months ago because of a 2014 dream. And earlier this month,  I was being guided to go to Africa, the only continent on which I have not yet set foot in this lifetime.

But never ever, not even my wildest dreams, as they say, could I have expected a dream to foretell real life events. Especially not two years to the day BEFORE they actually happened!

This is a story about such a dream… a dream about snakes/serpents and volcanoes here at the Rainbow Shower in Maui.

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I had a dream last night about our home in Hawaii. It did not look like the real Rainbow Shower, but in my dream, it was it.

Kilauea-1For example, there are no snakes in Hawaii. But in my dream, there were snakes in our back yard. They weren’t the rattlers, like those we have in Arizona. They were brown and oily looking. 

They had their nests in the ground. One of them, with a body of about a 1.5 inches in diameter, was partly submerged in its hole. There was another snake pit on a rock which does exist at the real Rainbow Shower.

I felt I needed to kill the one near the house as I did not know whether or not it was poisonous. So I debated whether to go and get a machete or an ax.  

Just then, several lava-like bubbles of steam puffed up from the ground around the house (and that snake pit). We had seen steam vents like that around the Kilauea volcano on the Big Island, but never on Maui.

“Perhaps that’s a sign we are about to blow,” I thought looking up at Haleakala, the 10,000 ft Maui volcano, supposedly extinct.

The mountain shrugged. It seemed to be saying to me, “what do you know?”

Still, I went into the house to warn Elizabeth. As I did that, I heard my phone ring with that annoying emergency sound. And then I heard Elizabeth’s phone go off as well.

Meanwhile, she was on her hands and knees cleaning the house, with the contents of several cupboards scattered on the floor around her.

That’s when I woke up.

INTERPRETATION: What does it mean to dream about volcanoes?

Well, volcanoes represents a merging of earth (feminine) and fire (masculine) energies.  In my dream, since the steam shut up from the lava vents, it also includes water (also a feminine energy). 

In Inca shamanism, the snake or Serpent – Amaru in Quechua (Inca language) – is the sacred animal associated with transformation through Fire (Kundalini) energy. And with the cardinal direction of South.Screen Shot 2015-11-30 at 7.39.37 PM

While opening a sacred space, a shaman faces the cardinal direction of South when calling on the serpent/fire energies to assist him.  I do it usually with following words… (http://www.altzar.org/Fire_text.html):

“To the winds of the South,

Home of Amaru, the Serpent,

Who transforms with fire/Kundalini energy

As a master of Uhupacha, the Lower World,

Where souls of our ancestors reside.

Oh, great Amaru, you who holds the wisdom of the ages,

Help me to shed my past and my ego

With ease with which you shed your skin.”


So both the snakes/serpents, which do not exist in Hawaii in real life, and the lava vents, were signs of TRANSFORMATION that’s taking place right now in my life through Kundalini energy. 

Indeed, this afternoon, something happened that completely dissolved a potentially life-threatening situation. So my Spirit guides were signaling to me in dreamtime not to be afraid of the things most humans are normally afraid of – snakes and volcanoes; that both were harbingers of good news.

Xmas lights 2015-Serpent column

And then I also realized that yesterday, Sunday Nov 29, I created a Serpent Column at the Rainbow Shower in Christmas lights. Just like the Roman Emperor Constantine did, one of my former incarnations, when he transferred it from Delphi, Greece to Constantinople, where it still resides. Elizabeth and I visited both place in 2011 during our European Constantine Pilgrimage (http://yinyangbob.com/Europe2011/TOC2011.html).

INTERPRETATION: What Does it Mean to Dream about Snakes? 

To get start interpreting what dreaming about snakes means, here are the most common meanings associated with snakes in dreams:

* A snake is a symbol of the unconscious

* Snakes or serpents indicate you’re in the process of healing and resolving issues

* The snake is a symbol for an untamed part of yourself or an untapped resource

* Snakes could represent your intuition or spiritual aspects of yourself; your instinctual drive, what moves you from the depths of your soul

* Snakes or serpents tend to show up in dreams in times of transition and transformation

* From the classic Freudian perspective, a snake or serpent is a phallic symbol

Generally, a snake featured in a dream means that you’re dealing with a difficult situation or unsettling emotions in your waking life. On the positive side of this dream analysis, dreaming of snakes could also mean that healing and transformation are taking place.

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Elizabeth Sings It in Serbian, a Language She Does Not Speak in Real Life

Last night I had a dream. Elizabeth and I were attending some kind of a large convention. Normally a quiet and retiring person, suddenly Elizabeth sprung to life, surprising me, too, not just the audience. She walked up to the microphone and started singing.

But the song she sang was downright stunning. It was a Serbian World War I tune “Tamo Daleko” (There, Far Away). What made her performance amazing was that Elizabeth sang it in Serbian, a language she does not speak in real life. After a few opening verses, I decided to join her playing the piano.

I had tears in my eyes when I woke up. “Tamo Daleko” is a song I have not sung or heard in decades. Yet I knew it as a youth, as did probably most of the Serbian children.  It is probably the most patriotic, yet mournful, song I have ever heard. The song was so popular that it was even played at the funeral of Nikola Tesla in New York in 1943.

In fact, it was so patriotic that in Tito’s communist Yugoslavia, where I grew up, the “Tamo Daleko” song was banned. So it was a form of daring and challenging the regime when we, college students, we used to sing it in the streets on Orthodox New Year’s Eve (Jan 13).

Why in the streets?

Because all Belgrade bars and restaurants were ordered closed by 11 PM that evening. Even Wikipedia writes about that… “those who sang it were prosecuted by the authorities.” 

What was so inflammatory about the song that it scared the communist government officials?

Serbian_retreat_WWIFrankly, I have no idea. Take a look at the lyrics below. Composed in 1916, the song commemorates the retreat of the Serbian Army across Albania to Corfu, Greece. It revolves around the theme of loss and longing for a distant homeland.

9da2f2895ea326b53cd2192d8b6bc722Back then, most Americans empathized with the plight of the tiny Serbian army and the civilians who shared their fate, rather than live under the Austrian-German occupation. The three posters you see in the heading were printed in 1915 in Chicago and used for war fundraising purposes across the U.S. In fact, my maternal great uncle Dusan Bogdanovic traveled to the U.S. to help raise the funds for the army.

Meanwhile, my maternal Bogdanovic grandfather, a teacher by profession, stayed home and took part of in that both heroic and tragic march across Albania with his military unit. His wife and six children had also left their home in Belgrade and retreated with the Serbian army.

How heroic and tragic was that march?

In his official report to Serbian Prime Minister Nikola Pasic, General Bozidar Terzic, Minister of Defense, wrote that on their way through Albania, 243,877 persons were killed or taken prisoners or died from hunger and cold weather.  Which was about 5% of Serbia’s entire population of 4.5 million in 1914 (for more on that, read SERBS ON CORFU 1916-1918).

There was no conscription because everybody signed up

And as you can see from the story and pictures above, it was an all out war for national survival. There was no conscription because everybody signed up. Even a 10-year old boy, Momčilo Gavrić, whose family were all massacred by the Austro-Hungarian soldiers. He became the youngest soldier of World War I, and possibly of all world conflicts.

Момчило_Гаврић youngest soldier of WW I

After recuperating on Corfu, thanks to wonderful hospitality of the Greek people, and the generous medical and other supplies provided by the Serbs_Corfu1916-1918
French and British allies, the reequipped  Serbian army march back north and opened up a new front against the German and Bulgarian armies at the Thessaloniki front. By the time the armistice was signed on Nov 11, 1918, ending WW I, the Serbian army had recaptured not only all of its original territories, but all of the lands that eventually comprised the new Kingdom of Yugoslavia created by the Versailles Treaty.

But the victory came at a heavy price. Total Serbian WW I casualties are estimated at least at 750,000 (300,000 military and 450,000 civilians). Which would be about 16.7% of the country’s total population – the highest of any nation engulfed by WW I. Here are the top 10 countries’ casualties…

  • Serbia: 16.67%-27.78% (750,000-1,250,000 people)
  • Ottoman Empire (Turkey): 13.26%-15.36% (2,825,000-3,271,844 people)
  • Romania: 7.73%-8.88% (580,000-665,706 people)
  • France: 4.29%-4.39% (1,697,000-1,737,800 people)
  • German Empire: 3.39%-4.32% (2,198,420-2,800,720 people)
  • Austro-Hungarian Empire : 3.48%-4.05% (1,787,000-2,081,200 people)
  • Greece: 3.23%-3.67% (155,000-176,000 people)
  • Bulgaria: 3.41% (187,500 people)
  • Italy: 2.96%-3.49% (1,052,400-1,243,400 people)
  • UK: 1.79%-2.2% (826,746-1,012,075 people)


So back to the song, “Tamo Daleko” (There, Far Away) and my last night’s dream… why would music suddenly show up today in a dream featuring Elizabeth as a singer of it in Serbian, a language she does not speak? Were we also there, with the Serbian army, or possibly in Corfu as some other incarnations? Both our souls are known to have multiple incarnations at about the same time, the so-called “soul splits.”Screen Shot 2015-11-29 at 3.02.43 PM

497670_slika-1_ffAnd I know for a fact that my guides and teachers have tended to take me to places of my past incarnations. So in 1977 my elder daughter and her mother and my Yugoslav family spent our summer vacations in Corfu. And we visited the magnificent Serbian war memorial on the Island of Vido, right across from Kerkyra, the capital of Corfu.

Most of all, the reason I my Spirit guides gave me this song in last night’s dream is that, 100 years ago right now – in November 1915 – that devastating march across Albania toward Corfu that took 243,877  lives was taking place.  Perhaps as a reminder of the horrors and sacrifices of modern wars which take lives of civilians and soldiers alike.

Well, whatever the case, I started playing the “Tamo Daleko” music this morning after breakfast, and it flowed as smoothly silk. So I decided to record it, and, for the first time ever, publish it with this story.

Here are now four different variations of “Tamo Daleko,” using the voices of Serbian Tamburica (actually the Mandolin in my case), Accordion, Trumpet and Pipe Organ as lead instruments. They are accompanied by the symphony orchestra horns and rhythm sections. The entire audio was recorded today on my Clavinova at the Rainbow Shower in Maui.

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And now, here is a wonderful rendition of TAMO DALEKO song performed by the Belgrade symphony orchestra and choir of Belgrade Radio and Television. This performance was part of the traditional Serbia New Year’s concert held on Jan 14, 2014.

TAMO DALEKO by Belgrade Radio and TV orchestra and choir – https://youtu.be/_ckO9MBWJQA


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There are multiple versions of There, Far Away in existence. A common version goes as follows:

in Serbian: in English:

Tamo daleko, daleko od mora,
Tamo je selo moje, tamo je Srbija.
Tamo je selo moje, tamo je Srbija.

Tamo daleko, gde cveta limun žut,
Tamo je srpskoj vojsci jedini bio put.
Tamo je srpskoj vojsci jedini bio put.

Tamo daleko, gde cveta beli krin,
Tamo su živote dali zajedno otac i sin.
Tamo su živote dali zajedno otac i sin.

Tamo gde tiha putuje Morava,
Tamo mi ikona osta, i moja krsna slava.
Tamo mi ikona osta, i moja krsna slava.

Tamo gde Timok pozdravlja Veljkov grad,
Tamo mi spališe crkvu, u kojoj venčah se mlad.
Tamo mi spališe crkvu, u kojoj venčah se mlad.

Bez otadžbine, na Krfu živeh ja,
Ali sam ponosno klic’o, Živela Srbija!
Ali sam ponosno klic’o, Živela Srbija!

There, far away, far from the sea,
There is my village, there is Serbia.
There is my village, there is Serbia.

There, far away, where the yellow lemon tree blooms,
There was to the Serbian Army the only open way.
There was to the Serbian Army the only open way.

There, far away, where white lilies bloom,
There, together, father and son gave their lives.
There, together, father and son gave their lives.

There, where silent Morava travels,
There, my icon stayed, and my family srayd.
There, my icon stayed, and my family saint.

There, where greets Veljko’s city,
There they burned my church, where I was married when I was young.
There they burned my church, where I was married when I was young.

Without my homeland, I lived on,
But I proudly cheered “long live Serbia!”
But I proudly cheered “long live Serbia!”


“To Bob, mi amor, from Chiquitita”


Earlier this year, Elizabeth gave me this painting of a concert grand piano as her gift of love. I suppose it was a Steinway, like my concert grand here in Maui, though she did not label it as such. In the last few days, I surprised her by mounting this mahogany frame around it.

Eliz Piano 2015 inscription on back cancas

She did write the above dedication on the back of the canvas, though, in her own hand: “To Bob, mi amor, from Chiquitita” (which is what I call Elizabeth).

While she was working on this painting last spring, I kept encouraging her to add a pianist to it.  She has been very reticent to try painting human figures and has only recently started to do so. So, no pianist.

Well, I decided to help her. So here he is, thanks to Photoshop’s artistic arsenal… thanking the artist for her gift of love.

Eliz Piano with Bob

Oops, I forgot to add the Steinway logo. 🙂 Oh, well…


While working on the frame for Elizabeth’s Gift of Love, I discovered an ancient poster-photo of mine inside the frame.  This faded image dates back when I was about five (5).  I remember it from a long time ago, but have not seen it in years, maybe decades.  So maybe it resurfaced now for a reason – to be used a “thank you”-card to Elizabeth for her Gift of Love.


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