*Sometime around the end of August, beginning of September 2006 I began having vivid dreams and visions about Reachelle. After alot of thought and consideration, I shared them with the other posters, friends and family of Reachelle Smith at the CourtTV.com message board for Reachelle. I felt strongly that it was the right thing to do. I still do and will continue to do so. Someone, somewhere, knows something...
This vision took place inside a house. The young woman [with the long brown hair] came into the house through the front door. She was not happy. Reachelle ran up to her and put her arms up indicating that she wanted to be picked up. I had the strong sense that Reachelle thought she had come to take her home. The young woman bent down and briefly hugged Reachelle. Reachelle continued to indicate that she wanted the woman to pick her up and hold her. The young woman stood up and said, "Reachelle you know I love you but...", then her attention was drawn to the kitchen where another young woman in her mid to late twenties was pacing. This woman had long black hair and appeared to be either hispanic or native american indian. I could not see her face. As she paced she wrung her hands and appeared to be nervous and worried. She kept looking at the other young woman and then turning away from her continuing to pace back and forth.
The young woman [with the long brown hair that's slightly wavy and parted down the middle] wore her hair pulled back on both sides, caught in a barrette in the back and the rest of it was down. She began to cry out of desperation and frustration as she spoke to the woman with the long black hair, "You've got to let her stay!" The other young woman continued pacing and shaking her head no.
The young woman with the long brown hair exclaimed, "I can't lose her! Please! Can't we talk about this!?!"
The young woman with the long black hair turned to her and said, "No! Not anymore!" Then she sat down at the kitchen table, her hands covering her face, and said, "I'd do anything for you...but break the law. They know." She began pacing again, "You knew back then they knew."
The woman with the long brown hair seemed desperate, "Please...just a little while longer. Til I figure out what to do."
Next the scene changed to the young woman with the long brown hair hugging her mother. She was crying. Her mother told her, "You know what you have to do." The young woman nodded as she wiped her eyes.
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Wednesday, April 4, 2007
My Dreams & Visions About Reachelle - IX - 3/09/2007
*Sometime around the end of August, beginning of September 2006 I began having vivid dreams and visions about Reachelle. After alot of thought and consideration, I shared them with the other posters, friends and family of Reachelle Smith at the CourtTV.com message board for Reachelle. I felt strongly that it was the right thing to do. I still do and will continue to do so. Someone, somewhere, knows something...
This vision began with a car pulling up. I heard the young woman [with the long brown hair that's slightly wavy and parted down the middle] exclaim, "I just know we're there!"
Next the scene changed to inside a house. I saw the young woman in a bed with Reachelle next to her. The woman was keeping Reachelle tight against her. The covers were pulled up covering Reachelle's chin and mouth. Reachelle was awake and she was trembling. The young woman's eyes were large and had a wild look to them. I heard the young man exclaim, "It's not the same thing!" The young woman shushed him with, "Shhh, you'll wake her!"
Next suddenly the young woman said something very strange as she closed her eyes, "I love the bushes in this dream."
Then, I saw the words 'blue light', I got the feeling that this was extremely important!
The young woman's sister is distraught. I heard the young woman tell her, "I remember you two dancing." Next, I heard another man's voice tell the young woman's sister, "My son is having a good night's rest at my aunt's house."
Then I heard several people talking. One voice stood out from all the rest that said, "We have people who have cushions, who don't deal with things like we do."
Next the young woman's sister told the man she was talking to earlier, "If you wanna take care of the kid, take care of the kid. It don't matter to me!"
Then the woman with the long brown hair looked in my direction. As she spoke she pointed to a picnic table in the distance where I could see Reachelle coloring. At first, I thought she was speaking to me but then I realized she was speaking to the man with the short dark hair when she said almost begrudgingly, "There's your angel over there." I didn't know he was there. I hadn't seen him until that moment.
Next I heard very prominently, "Dirt! Dirt!"
Then in a quiet conversation with a person I couldn't see, the young woman with the long brown hair whispered, "Put it in the mail, it's cheap."
The scene changed again and it became very dark. The young woman with the long brown hair was engaged in conversation with someone or something in the darkness when I heard her reply, "...almost, and how's my body guard?" When things came into focus, a horrific looking multi-headed dragon with forked tongues appeared. A cold voice shouted, "Don't be a nasty d*ke!"
The young woman almost desperately said, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry. How was your weekend?" The reply was "Good." The young woman said, "Good? Good."
The scene changed again. The young woman and Reachelle were in a car. She looked over at Reachelle, who was buckled into the passenger side front seat, and said, "You can go...to sleep."
Reachelle's eyes were wide as she exclaimed, "Home! Home!"
Next there was something about a suburban Idaho office building that was prominent. Then I saw someone there pick up a phone and say, "Hello?"
The next part of the vision took place up on a roof. There was two people there talking. The young woman [with the long brown hair that's slightly wavy and parted down the middle] and the young man [with the short dark hair]. The young woman began, "So, here we are. It's just you and me again." There were echoes in the background, then she said, "Just like before." The young man was quiet and didn't say anything. She continued, "I thought about my temper last night. I thought alot about it on purpose." Then she said something else I couldn't make out entirely, "....transition, and now I can't kick her." (I couldn't make out the words she used before 'transition')
Next, it seemed as if the young man [with the short dark hair] wanted to tell me his story...
He began, "We were packing the car. We had skates. I had skates too. Fishing, we were going fishing." He continued, "Reachelle was excited. I was excited too. There was a boat." His thoughts were echoing, 'Rental Boats, Lake Darling'. Then he said, "We didn't drink, but we smoked...we smoked alot."
He was quiet for a few minutes, then he continued, "It wasn't right what she was saying. She kept saying that it had to be done, that I had to go away." He made a slight head gesture toward the young woman with the long brown hair.
"Reachelle was my life." These words he spoke with warmth. "Reachelle wanted to catch a fish. I was sad, sadder than most days...my little girl."
Then someone came along and pushed the young man on his way saying, "Come on we can talk about this later." He turned to me as he was walking away and said, "Much love to another inside person." He smiled and then he was gone.
This vision began with a car pulling up. I heard the young woman [with the long brown hair that's slightly wavy and parted down the middle] exclaim, "I just know we're there!"
Next the scene changed to inside a house. I saw the young woman in a bed with Reachelle next to her. The woman was keeping Reachelle tight against her. The covers were pulled up covering Reachelle's chin and mouth. Reachelle was awake and she was trembling. The young woman's eyes were large and had a wild look to them. I heard the young man exclaim, "It's not the same thing!" The young woman shushed him with, "Shhh, you'll wake her!"
Next suddenly the young woman said something very strange as she closed her eyes, "I love the bushes in this dream."
Then, I saw the words 'blue light', I got the feeling that this was extremely important!
The young woman's sister is distraught. I heard the young woman tell her, "I remember you two dancing." Next, I heard another man's voice tell the young woman's sister, "My son is having a good night's rest at my aunt's house."
Then I heard several people talking. One voice stood out from all the rest that said, "We have people who have cushions, who don't deal with things like we do."
Next the young woman's sister told the man she was talking to earlier, "If you wanna take care of the kid, take care of the kid. It don't matter to me!"
Then the woman with the long brown hair looked in my direction. As she spoke she pointed to a picnic table in the distance where I could see Reachelle coloring. At first, I thought she was speaking to me but then I realized she was speaking to the man with the short dark hair when she said almost begrudgingly, "There's your angel over there." I didn't know he was there. I hadn't seen him until that moment.
Next I heard very prominently, "Dirt! Dirt!"
Then in a quiet conversation with a person I couldn't see, the young woman with the long brown hair whispered, "Put it in the mail, it's cheap."
The scene changed again and it became very dark. The young woman with the long brown hair was engaged in conversation with someone or something in the darkness when I heard her reply, "...almost, and how's my body guard?" When things came into focus, a horrific looking multi-headed dragon with forked tongues appeared. A cold voice shouted, "Don't be a nasty d*ke!"
The young woman almost desperately said, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry. How was your weekend?" The reply was "Good." The young woman said, "Good? Good."
The scene changed again. The young woman and Reachelle were in a car. She looked over at Reachelle, who was buckled into the passenger side front seat, and said, "You can go...to sleep."
Reachelle's eyes were wide as she exclaimed, "Home! Home!"
Next there was something about a suburban Idaho office building that was prominent. Then I saw someone there pick up a phone and say, "Hello?"
The next part of the vision took place up on a roof. There was two people there talking. The young woman [with the long brown hair that's slightly wavy and parted down the middle] and the young man [with the short dark hair]. The young woman began, "So, here we are. It's just you and me again." There were echoes in the background, then she said, "Just like before." The young man was quiet and didn't say anything. She continued, "I thought about my temper last night. I thought alot about it on purpose." Then she said something else I couldn't make out entirely, "....transition, and now I can't kick her." (I couldn't make out the words she used before 'transition')
Next, it seemed as if the young man [with the short dark hair] wanted to tell me his story...
He began, "We were packing the car. We had skates. I had skates too. Fishing, we were going fishing." He continued, "Reachelle was excited. I was excited too. There was a boat." His thoughts were echoing, 'Rental Boats, Lake Darling'. Then he said, "We didn't drink, but we smoked...we smoked alot."
He was quiet for a few minutes, then he continued, "It wasn't right what she was saying. She kept saying that it had to be done, that I had to go away." He made a slight head gesture toward the young woman with the long brown hair.
"Reachelle was my life." These words he spoke with warmth. "Reachelle wanted to catch a fish. I was sad, sadder than most days...my little girl."
Then someone came along and pushed the young man on his way saying, "Come on we can talk about this later." He turned to me as he was walking away and said, "Much love to another inside person." He smiled and then he was gone.
My Dreams & Visions About Reachelle - VIII - 3/07/2007
*Sometime around the end of August, beginning of September 2006 I began having vivid dreams and visions about Reachelle. After alot of thought and consideration, I shared them with the other posters, friends and family of Reachelle Smith at the CourtTV.com message board for Reachelle. I felt strongly that it was the right thing to do. I still do and will continue to do so. Someone, somewhere, knows something...
This vision began very loudly. I saw the young woman [with the long brown hair that's slightly wavy and parted down the middle] again. She was yelling at the young man [with the short dark hair], "Go away! Go Away! I want to make you go away!" She was extremely hateful.
Next I saw the young man collapsed on a steering wheel on the passenger side of a van. His head was on the dash? facing toward the driver side window. Then I heard the woman scream, "You're going to pay for this. I'm not going to live alone forever!"
I saw the words 'boat', 'Lake Darling', 'plan' and 'planning'. Then I heard Reachelle. I looked for her but I couldn't see her. I heard her say, "It was sunny when it happened." and then, "She forgot to be nice."
This vision began very loudly. I saw the young woman [with the long brown hair that's slightly wavy and parted down the middle] again. She was yelling at the young man [with the short dark hair], "Go away! Go Away! I want to make you go away!" She was extremely hateful.
Next I saw the young man collapsed on a steering wheel on the passenger side of a van. His head was on the dash? facing toward the driver side window. Then I heard the woman scream, "You're going to pay for this. I'm not going to live alone forever!"
I saw the words 'boat', 'Lake Darling', 'plan' and 'planning'. Then I heard Reachelle. I looked for her but I couldn't see her. I heard her say, "It was sunny when it happened." and then, "She forgot to be nice."
My Dreams & Visions About Reachelle - VII - 2/27/2007
*Sometime around the end of August, beginning of September 2006 I began having vivid dreams and visions about Reachelle. After alot of thought and consideration, I shared them with the other posters, friends and family of Reachelle Smith at the CourtTV.com message board for Reachelle. I felt strongly that it was the right thing to do. I still do and will continue to do so. Someone, somewhere, knows something...
In this vision there was a lot of dialogue. Conversations going on between two people, one male and one female. Both people were in their early to mid twenties. At first this one took place outside on a sunny day. The two were sitting on lawn chairs. The woman had long brown hair that was slightly wavy and parted down the middle. She had brown or hazel eyes. I got the feeling she was extremely content spending time with the man. She was describing the color of something she was telling him about as 'callalily white' and smiling. She looked over at him and said, "No one will even know the difference. Perfectly preserved." The man, who had dark short hair and brown eyes seemed wary of what the woman was speaking of.
Next I saw Reachelle under water. She was wearing a bathing suit and holding her breath. The water was very clear. She may have been in a swimming pool. She was reaching up from the water depth with her eyes open. While I could see this, the man's thoughts were echoing, "Little Princess" while he thought of Reachelle. Neither the man nor the woman seemed concerned or alarmed about Reachelle being in the water, but she did not seem in trouble and they were close by the water. Next, I heard Reachelle's thoughts echoing, "Please Mama." and "One has a gun."
There were lots of whispers. I saw lights, fires, and flames. I saw the numbers 1004. Then I heard "central aisle/isle"?
In this vision there was a lot of dialogue. Conversations going on between two people, one male and one female. Both people were in their early to mid twenties. At first this one took place outside on a sunny day. The two were sitting on lawn chairs. The woman had long brown hair that was slightly wavy and parted down the middle. She had brown or hazel eyes. I got the feeling she was extremely content spending time with the man. She was describing the color of something she was telling him about as 'callalily white' and smiling. She looked over at him and said, "No one will even know the difference. Perfectly preserved." The man, who had dark short hair and brown eyes seemed wary of what the woman was speaking of.
Next I saw Reachelle under water. She was wearing a bathing suit and holding her breath. The water was very clear. She may have been in a swimming pool. She was reaching up from the water depth with her eyes open. While I could see this, the man's thoughts were echoing, "Little Princess" while he thought of Reachelle. Neither the man nor the woman seemed concerned or alarmed about Reachelle being in the water, but she did not seem in trouble and they were close by the water. Next, I heard Reachelle's thoughts echoing, "Please Mama." and "One has a gun."
There were lots of whispers. I saw lights, fires, and flames. I saw the numbers 1004. Then I heard "central aisle/isle"?
My Dreams & Visions About Reachelle - VI - 12/7/2006
*Sometime around the end of August, beginning of September 2006 I began having vivid dreams and visions about Reachelle. After alot of thought and consideration, I shared them with the other posters, friends and family of Reachelle Smith at the CourtTV.com message board for Reachelle. I felt strongly that it was the right thing to do. I still do and will continue to do so. Someone, somewhere, knows something...
In this one, it was very dark. I heard someone address a woman as "Miss Anthony." I got the feeling 'Miss Anthony' could possibly be an alias? Next I heard a woman's voice say, "We're going on a trip baby..." Things began to come into focus and I could see Reachelle in the room coloring at a table with a lamp on it. A woman with long brown hair that was slightly wavy and parted down the middle, was in the next room very nervous. Her thoughts were echoing, "She can identify me? She knows it's me!" Then I saw the words China Town and Canada North. The woman with the long brown hair enters the room Reachelle is in. She tries to lead Reachelle away. Reachelle is fearful, she is breathing fast and her chest is feeling tight. She doesn't want to go with this woman. The woman is insistent. She becomes agitated and very angry. She yells at Reachelle, "DONE!"
Suddenly I had a sick feeling inside. Everything went dark and quiet. The atmosphere became very eerie. Then I heard the woman very firmly say, "It's over. We have to go NOW!" Everything dark and quiet again. Then a feeling of falling, sinking and despair took over.
The woman with the long brown hair began to cry and then began sobbing. She feels hopelessness and blames. "It's all you. It's because of you..." Then another woman was there with her, an older woman with glasses. The woman with the long brown hair called her, 'Mother.' Her mother's name begins with a "V". As she sobbed, she yelled at her mother, "You did this! YOU!"
Then a house came into focus. It was out in the country. It was big, two stories, white, and had lots of windows. Then very prominently I heard, "NOT IN MINOT"
In this one, it was very dark. I heard someone address a woman as "Miss Anthony." I got the feeling 'Miss Anthony' could possibly be an alias? Next I heard a woman's voice say, "We're going on a trip baby..." Things began to come into focus and I could see Reachelle in the room coloring at a table with a lamp on it. A woman with long brown hair that was slightly wavy and parted down the middle, was in the next room very nervous. Her thoughts were echoing, "She can identify me? She knows it's me!" Then I saw the words China Town and Canada North. The woman with the long brown hair enters the room Reachelle is in. She tries to lead Reachelle away. Reachelle is fearful, she is breathing fast and her chest is feeling tight. She doesn't want to go with this woman. The woman is insistent. She becomes agitated and very angry. She yells at Reachelle, "DONE!"
Suddenly I had a sick feeling inside. Everything went dark and quiet. The atmosphere became very eerie. Then I heard the woman very firmly say, "It's over. We have to go NOW!" Everything dark and quiet again. Then a feeling of falling, sinking and despair took over.
The woman with the long brown hair began to cry and then began sobbing. She feels hopelessness and blames. "It's all you. It's because of you..." Then another woman was there with her, an older woman with glasses. The woman with the long brown hair called her, 'Mother.' Her mother's name begins with a "V". As she sobbed, she yelled at her mother, "You did this! YOU!"
Then a house came into focus. It was out in the country. It was big, two stories, white, and had lots of windows. Then very prominently I heard, "NOT IN MINOT"
Friday, March 30, 2007
My Dreams & Visions About Reachelle - X - 3/27/2007
Sometime around the end of August, beginning of September 2006 I began having vivid dreams and visions about Reachelle. After alot of thought and consideration, I shared them with the other posters, friends and family of Reachelle Smith at the CourtTV.com message board for Reachelle. I felt strongly that it was the right thing to do. I still do and will continue to do so. Someone, somewhere, knows something...
The most recent dream I had took place inside a house. When everything came into focus, I heard Reachelle giggling. Someone was tickling her. They were playing and she was intermittently squealing in between giggles and trying to get away as most children do when they've had enough of being tickled. Reachelle was wearing the yellow sundress, the same one as in the picture of her standing against the tree at Roosevelt Park. She was barefoot and her ponytail was messy from playing. When she got away from whoever was tickling her, she ran down this long dark hallway. Then she stopped. She looked at me, smiled and pointed to the left. I couldn't see what she was pointing at. Then she runs up close to me and kisses my cheek, smiling. Then she turns and points toward a window and says "Look outside!" I went to the window and looked outside and saw lots of green grass or what seemed like grassy fields. I asked Reachelle, "Where are we?" She whispered, "Closer than you think." Next I heard an echoing voice in the background saying something about an "old soul" and a "warrior." Then a woman's voice said, "Meet us half way." Then, "The house is cloaked." Meaning hidden. Next I was told "33rd Street, old oak barn, come into it, a netherlands stop" I thought it odd that she would tell me the house is cloaked when I could see it very clearly. It was a huge farmhouse. Then the woman's voice said, "Even if you bring....(here she hesitated), you will not find." Next she said, "It's there you just have to look. Please tell them she's fine." It was quiet after that for a few minutes, then I heard "Lordsly, 2509" I asked her, "Is that an address?" She replied, "Yes and no." Then, "Yes, it's an address, and no, it is not significant....yet." I asked, "Yet?" She said, "Yes." Reachelle gave me more hugs of trust. I hugged her back and held her tight, reassuring her. Then again, I heard the echoing voice in the background saying something about "clean and smooth moves, precise and concise, even there." As I sat there holding Reachelle, listening, I could hear music, country music playing in the background. The woman's voice spoke again, "Believe it, because that's it." Echoes again "Come clean. She has to." The woman's last words to me were, "There's a light, it's there. You will see it."
Please feel free to comment below, the puzzle pieces are coming together and you may hold the missing piece! If anything in this dream means anything to anyone please email me at The.Seeress@yahoo.com asap! I have had four dreams/visions prior to this one. I will post them as well, soon. They all fit together like pieces to a puzzle. Keep believing for Reachelle!
The most recent dream I had took place inside a house. When everything came into focus, I heard Reachelle giggling. Someone was tickling her. They were playing and she was intermittently squealing in between giggles and trying to get away as most children do when they've had enough of being tickled. Reachelle was wearing the yellow sundress, the same one as in the picture of her standing against the tree at Roosevelt Park. She was barefoot and her ponytail was messy from playing. When she got away from whoever was tickling her, she ran down this long dark hallway. Then she stopped. She looked at me, smiled and pointed to the left. I couldn't see what she was pointing at. Then she runs up close to me and kisses my cheek, smiling. Then she turns and points toward a window and says "Look outside!" I went to the window and looked outside and saw lots of green grass or what seemed like grassy fields. I asked Reachelle, "Where are we?" She whispered, "Closer than you think." Next I heard an echoing voice in the background saying something about an "old soul" and a "warrior." Then a woman's voice said, "Meet us half way." Then, "The house is cloaked." Meaning hidden. Next I was told "33rd Street, old oak barn, come into it, a netherlands stop" I thought it odd that she would tell me the house is cloaked when I could see it very clearly. It was a huge farmhouse. Then the woman's voice said, "Even if you bring....(here she hesitated), you will not find." Next she said, "It's there you just have to look. Please tell them she's fine." It was quiet after that for a few minutes, then I heard "Lordsly, 2509" I asked her, "Is that an address?" She replied, "Yes and no." Then, "Yes, it's an address, and no, it is not significant....yet." I asked, "Yet?" She said, "Yes." Reachelle gave me more hugs of trust. I hugged her back and held her tight, reassuring her. Then again, I heard the echoing voice in the background saying something about "clean and smooth moves, precise and concise, even there." As I sat there holding Reachelle, listening, I could hear music, country music playing in the background. The woman's voice spoke again, "Believe it, because that's it." Echoes again "Come clean. She has to." The woman's last words to me were, "There's a light, it's there. You will see it."
Please feel free to comment below, the puzzle pieces are coming together and you may hold the missing piece! If anything in this dream means anything to anyone please email me at The.Seeress@yahoo.com asap! I have had four dreams/visions prior to this one. I will post them as well, soon. They all fit together like pieces to a puzzle. Keep believing for Reachelle!
Sunday, March 11, 2007
My Dreams & Visions About Reachelle - I
Sometime around the end of August, beginning of September 2006 I began having vivid dreams and visions about Reachelle. After alot of thought and consideration, I shared them with the other posters, friends and family of Reachelle Smith at the CourtTV.com message board for Reachelle. I felt strongly that it was the right thing to do. I still do and will continue to do so. Someone, somewhere, knows something...
In the first dream I had it was quiet and dark. It took place in the backseat of a car. An older model with bench seats in the front. It could have been a truck, I suppose. The make of the vehicle is unknown to me.
Suddenly it was as if I was seeing through Reachelle's eyes...
An adult female hand appeared/entered Reachelle's view from her left reaching in front of her. In the person's hand was a black marker pen. Reachelle's gaze follows the hand to another person sitting next to her in the backseat. There were things on the seat in between Reachelle and the other passenger in the backseat. It was dark and the other passenger appeared to be an adult.
Reachelle asked, "What's that for?" referring to the pen. Reachelle was fidgeting in the seat. She could feel the restraint of the seatbelt as she leaned forward.
Next there were voices. Some calm, some worried, some frantic.
Then Reachelle hears, "What are we going to do?"
Then, "Shhhh...."
Reachelle was/is not afraid of those she is in the company of.
Next Reachelle asked, "Where are we going?"
The car was moving again. Reachelle's chest was feeling a little tight, she began breathing faster. She was looking around now, out the windows, at the blanket draped over the front seat. She was taking everything in as she was drifting off to sleep.
In the first dream I had it was quiet and dark. It took place in the backseat of a car. An older model with bench seats in the front. It could have been a truck, I suppose. The make of the vehicle is unknown to me.
Suddenly it was as if I was seeing through Reachelle's eyes...
An adult female hand appeared/entered Reachelle's view from her left reaching in front of her. In the person's hand was a black marker pen. Reachelle's gaze follows the hand to another person sitting next to her in the backseat. There were things on the seat in between Reachelle and the other passenger in the backseat. It was dark and the other passenger appeared to be an adult.
Reachelle asked, "What's that for?" referring to the pen. Reachelle was fidgeting in the seat. She could feel the restraint of the seatbelt as she leaned forward.
Next there were voices. Some calm, some worried, some frantic.
Then Reachelle hears, "What are we going to do?"
Then, "Shhhh...."
Reachelle was/is not afraid of those she is in the company of.
Next Reachelle asked, "Where are we going?"
The car was moving again. Reachelle's chest was feeling a little tight, she began breathing faster. She was looking around now, out the windows, at the blanket draped over the front seat. She was taking everything in as she was drifting off to sleep.
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