Robbi and the Sword January 2012

I'm trying to lift my sword and Robbi comes over, picks it up and starts swinging. I remember most everything about that vision. All white surroundings, I was sitting because I was unable to stand. I remember Robbi looking bright, strong and determined. He didn't speak a word, he just came over, grabbed my sword and swung at something 20 feet in front of me. I couldn't see what it was except it was very tall about 15 ft. high. I can barely remember details but what I do remember is that it was very tall, black and gray in a old dusty shredded cloak. Never saw a face, just the height of it and I was trying to fight, but I didn't have strength to lift the sword.

Although I was trying to lift it, I couldn't. I remember feeling exhausted and my arms hurt to pick it up. I think I got it a few inches off the ground and it dropped back to the floor. That's when Robbi walked over from the right, grabbed my sword with his left hand and swung.

Jan. 2012