Luana Anders speaking from the flipside

Speaking of Luana

Luana portrait by Monte Hellman

Luana Anders popped onto my facebook page this morning. 

Could have been an algorithm, could have been because Jennifer and I were chatting with her YESTERDAY.  

Jennifer Shaffer and I meet up weekly, I film our interviews, and for fans of our work, Luana is the "holder of the backstage pass" (as dubbed by Tom Petty during a session) that allows us to speak to various individuals who still want to communicate with their pals back on the planet.  (If I know the family of the person involved, I reach out to them the best that I can, if I don't, I'll post something on their instagram page or social media page, figuring if their loved one on the flipside has the ability to tap their shoulder, they'll point to it and say "that's from me.")  

If they don't see it, or don't believe it, that's fine - as I'm fond of saying "Not everyone signs up for a lifetime where they know how the play ends."  It's okay to believe that life ends at death, but as Harry Dean Stanton said to us (in the 2nd chapter of the first book) "Believe in the possibility of an afterlife, then you won't spend any time like I did arguing about it."

(Harry had a number of verifying, validating things he said during his interview, which has been mentioned here in earlier posts, but suffice to say, I knew him, knew who he was talking about, and the friends he asked me to reach out to, all were going through exactly what he observed from the flipside.) 

In honor of those we've chatted with I try my best to let their loved ones know they AREN'T GONE, THEY'RE JUST NOT HERE. They still exist, albeit on a different wavelength but still want to stay in touch with them. (We were given a simple formula for folks to use on their own; 1. Say their name. 2. Ask your questions 3. When you hear the answer before you can form the question you'll know you have a connection. (I'm told saying their name, looking at a photograph, listening to their voice is a way of "strengthening the signal.") 

In honor of Luana and her continuing help with navigating the flipside, here's the Foreword from our book "Backstage Pass to the Flipside; Talking to the Afterlife with Jennifer Shaffer."  Might as well have Luana's name in the title - she's doing the same work that Jennifer is doing, only on the other side.   



FOREWORD FROM 

"Backstage Pass to the Flipside: Talking to the Afterlife with Jennifer Shaffer" by Luana Anders
  

My and Luana in Rome, laughing and having cappuccinos. For fans of "Flipside"
this is the photo that was on my fridge when James Van Praagh said live on air
on the Charles Grodin show "You have a photograph on your refrigerator that is the
essence of your relationship" - the same words I said when I put it up after her passing.

"Forewords are an unusual introduction to the material inside a book. In “Flipside: A Tourist’s Guide on How to Navigate the Afterlife” Harvard PhD Gary Schwartz offered to write the foreword, where he said that “self science” was something Einstein had done, and he felt my “journey into the Flipside” should be considered as part of that canon.

In “It’s a Wonderful Afterlife volume one” Charles Grodin suggested in his foreword that he didn’t quite know what to make of my forays into the afterlife but enjoyed my passion for them. In Volume two, Galen Stoller, a young man who passed away some years ago wrote an eloquent foreword from where he is now, detailing what he wanted to impart about the journey. “It is a wonderful afterlife,” he wrote (via a medium), “but only because “it is wonderful to be alive.”

I suggested my pal and compatriot in this endeavor medium/intuitive Jennifer Shaffer should write the foreword, as she’s the conduit for this research. But while we were discussing this, Luana Anders, my friend and inspiration for this journey (who passed in 1996 after our being best friends for 20 years), suggested (through Jennifer) that she wanted to write her own foreword to this book.

(Note: Luana, besides being an actress who appeared in 30 features (including “Easy Rider”) also appeared in 300 TV shows. Her film writing credits include “Fire On The Amazon” and “Limit Up” written with yours truly.) At some point in this book, she suggested I try “automatic writing.” I sat in front of the keyboard, put my fingers on the keys and thought; “Type whatever comes to mind.” I opened myself up to the possibility I could write something on her behalf:)

Tom Pittman who took this photo, was an actor and contemporary of Luana's, but died in a car
accident like James Dean - Tom was wearing the same jacket and driving the same
Porsche as Dean when they found him up on Mulholland Drive in the 60's.

“First, let me be clear. Richard is not talking through me. I am talking to him through Jennifer (usually). She does her best to make it easy for him to understand what I’m trying to say, and I’m doing my best to make it easier for him to understand. But it is leaning in from both sides.

(Note: Like the 11:11 example Luana cites later in the book.)

At the moment, Richard is typing this sentence and has put his mind on virtual hold (he claims it’s a meditation technique) to allow “me” to take over his typing. Some people call this “automatic writing.” Doesn’t mean it’s any good. It just means it’s automatic. No brain stem involved.

I’d would like to point out that chanting “Nam Myoho Renge Kyo”* saved my life. I know that Richard used to tease me about it, make fun of it – and I’m grateful for that because it allowed me to laugh about it as well.

(Note: Luana would do her “daimoku” (“Nam-myoho-renge-kyo” prayer) in the car on the way to an event. She’d chant at lightning speed, decades of practice, which sounds a bit like “homina homina munya homina.” I would imitate her and she couldn’t help but laugh. Chanting helped her navigate her fear of parties. Luana was an incredible listener, and on more than one occasion, I’d leave her for ten minutes at some tony event, come back to find a close friend sobbing, pouring out his/her life to her. She had incredible compassion, even as a listener.) (*SGI/NSA Buddhist chant.) (You can see her chant in the film "The Last Detail" in a scene with Randy Quaid.)

But it saved my life. I never would have made it as long as I did on the planet without being able to focus on something else so dear to me. Saving humanity by chanting about it. If you’re not familiar with it, if you’re suffering, I recommend it as a form of meditation and healing. You pray for someone else and you are healed. Simple as that.

I suggested that I write the foreword to this book because after all, much of it is about me – and I have little to say in the matter. Believe me, it was as shocking to me as it was to my class to have him (Richard) appear as he did – willy nilly – in front of my classroom over here. He just started speaking out loud as if was completely normal that some ghostly avatar would appear in front of our class and start blathering away about his “research.” **

(**Note: It was during my first deep hypnosis session where I found myself standing in her classroom, interrupting it. Everyone turned in shock as I appeared. She looked at me as if to say “WTF?” She looked about 20 years younger than when I knew her – at least 10 years before I met her. She looked embarrassed to see me standing in the class talking – but I continued to speak. (as reported in Flipside))

But I applaud him for it. He’s got cojones this boy. I can call him a boy – because I know him better than most. He’s endearing... to me and to others. But at his core, he’s that little boy that I’ve known for a long, long time.

Me and Luana around the time we met at USC
assigned to the same screenplay for a script class.

It’s important work that he is doing, important work that he and Jennifer are doing. To help us communicate with all of you back there on the planet, and to open up people’s minds about the ability to do so. It’s happened not because of any great cataclysmic event that’s in the offing – it’s happening because it’s time. It’s time to shift consciousness, to shift gears to understand the nature of reality.

It’s going to upset some people, but we’re on top of that as well. It’s going to liberate most people. Help most people. And ultimately turn out to be completely accurate when others figure this process out.

Some may ask “Why now?” Some may ask “Is this a good thing to do to communicate with our elders and loved ones who’ve gone on?” Well, we still have things to communicate to you, we still have thoughts, dreams, feelings and hope for humanity – because we consider ourselves part of your journey as well. You may not think of us that way – but we think of you that way.

So please, allow me to offer this small token of appreciation for the fellow who is typing this sentence. Yes, you are a goofball Richard, you are someone that has vexed and frustrated me during my life, but also during other lifetimes.

But you also taught me how to laugh, how to let go, and how to be more of myself while I was on the planet. I know what my path was about, I know why I had to depart early – eventually you’ll come to know these reasons as well. Suffice to say it’s okay not to “know everything” or “why everything happens” but it is good to trust in the idea that they do “happen for a reason.”

And let’s focus on that for a moment – “focus on reason.” What is reasoning? Taking the evidence presented in front of us, and trying to figure out what it means and how it can help me in my journey. We reason things out because that’s what we do with our minds... we also can go “beyond reason” and allow things to happen to us, or for us... and that’s how I want you to consider what you’re about to read. That this goes “beyond reason.” And there’s a reason for that as well.

Circa Dementia 13 in the 1960's.

Okay, I’m telling Richard to stop now – and to let our mutual friend Jennifer go over this text and see what “resonates” or rings true for her. After all – it’s those “feelings of resonance” when we get a shiver of truth, or when we get a feeling that we’re actually learning or talking about something that’s beyond our logic and thought, beyond our mind... that we truly are able to learn things... about the nature of reality and about the nature of ourselves. I’m fortunate because Richard can type at the speed of thought – I’m watching him do this as we speak, and I suggest a plethora of ideas and he’s able to blast them onto the page.

One more thing about love. I love you all. I’m not just saying that as a phrase – but I want you to really feel what I’m saying. I LOVE YOU. I send my heart and soul and unconditional love to you who are reading this sentence. I hope and pray that you receive this love because love is what moves this universe, it is the giant engine of who we are, it’s what or who God is, it’s what or who we are. If you can wrap your mind around love – that’s great – if you can’t, that’s okay too, just open your heart up to the idea of it.

Love yourself. Love your neighbor. Love your enemy. Love the idea of love, of creating love, or spreading love of being loved and giving it in return. That’s about all I have to say on the topic except... “See you on the flipside.” (To quote a corny phrase too often used by a close friend of both of ours.)

PS: (It’s) Just a few days after my birthday – I would have been xxx age in your realm – but over here – not such a big deal. Which I prefer. Enjoy the cake."

Written (as if channeled) by Luana Anders (Foreword from "Backstage Pass to the Flipside: Talking to the Afterlife with Jennifer Medlyn Shaffer")

Here's Luana with Mick Gough when
they did Broadway together in the 1960's.

We spoke to this pal of hers yesterday. Michael Gough (original Batman's butler)
Luana and I went to see Mick in "Breaking the Code" on Broadway,
on our way backstage to find him, we walked across the pitch black stage
and stumbled into him. This photo taken a few minutes later.

There is no space like the present

"There is no Space like the Present."

This was a message to me from a guide on the flipside.

The illusion of space and time. Me and Mom. 1959? Or now?

Allow me to explain.

After my recent appearance on "Coast to Coast" I got an email from someone who had a profound dream about a topic that weighed heavily on his mind and wanted my opinion on it.  

He called the Vision a "Grain of Sand."



"... one night, I had my vision. (A dream that's so real you would swear you are there. This is because you are.) The dream (which I will refer to as my “vision”) happened on a sandy beach.

On this beach, the sand was smooth and oh, so soft. The waves were gentle, and the clouds were few. A perfect day. I was there standing close to the edge where the water was washing over my feet when I realized that there was someone standing next to me.

I couldn't see him, but he was there. It was one of my Spirit Guides... (I think it was) my main Spirit Guide.
We enjoyed the sandy beach and the calm ocean together. The silence was so peaceful.

Then he turned and picked up a grain of sand and as he showed me the grain, he said, “This grain of sand is all you know, and this is all you will ever know!”

He put it down back where he found it. Wow.... 
The encounter left me crushed. I mean, I had this notion I learned everything. Boy, was I wrong. It jolted my ego. I woke up.  Devastated that I understood nothing..."

Hang on. Here I go.

Interesting dream.

I wrote back to him and offered that sometimes we wake up to interpret a dream, but it may not have been what the person in the dream was trying to impart to us (subconscious aside). I offered that when he said "This is all you are" he may have meant something different than "the insignificance of a grain of sand." I suggested he "open himself up to the possibility" that he could communicate with his guide through the dream to ask him to be more precise about "what he meant."

I suggested he ask his guide some questions:

"The best way for you to understand the dream is to reach out to your guide and ask. Try to remember the dream as best you can in "real time."  Look over at your guide...  Look at this face.  Is it old or young? What color is the hair, the eyes, the skin?  Can you see what he's wearing?  Just focus on him for a minute until you can actually see him.

It might be fuzzy or not clear - but you can get a clearer picture by asking questions. "How tall is he?  Taller than me?  If so, how can I see his face? or do I just hear him?"  If you freeze the frame, try to look at him carefully.  

Then reach out with your hand and take his hand in yours. What does that feel like?  Describe the emotions you feel. Anything? Cold? Warm? Friend? Teacher? etc. Then try to take both hands.  Look him in the eye.  Thank him for showing up."

I then gave him a series of specific questions to ask which included "Specifically what did you mean by "I'm this grain of sand?" 

I ended the email with "And tell him I said hello." 

To which he replied:

"Wow! Thank you so much for the powerful lesson. I saw his face as I first read the email, and surprise, surprise, it wasn't who I thought it was in (my dream) "A Grain of Sand".... The saying "When the student is ready, the teacher will appear" is something I am saying to myself here as I feel the student. (Of course.)

The interpretation has changed. He told me I was the sandy beach, ocean, and sky all at once and that the grain of sand was an aspect of me. The grain is "Me" in this lifetime. (This is all of us.)

I even asked while we were on the beach if I could hug him and could feel not only his soft hands but his warm embrace. Love is so different over there. Wow! I am not sure what this means, but I said you say "Hello" and he said: "There is no Space like the Present." Not sure what the hell he's talking about. Only I need to tell you..."

Insight anyone?

Cool. A message from someone else's spirit guide...

Let's not forget, this fellow does not know what his guide meant.  

So it can't be cryptomnesia, hypoxia, hallucination, or something he heard or saw if he's inventing it.  

If he was inventing this dream, then he'd know what his guide "meant."

But he does not.  

Sand all right. But on MARS.  We tend to think of sand as only on earth. Mars sand.

First let's google the phrase. His guide said "There is no space like the present." Any references? 

Google reports: "About 1,980,000,000 results (0.80 seconds)  No results found for "there is no space like the present."

Space? or all composed of the same energy?

So let's start there. 

This guide offered a phrase to me that doesn't exist in human language.  Got that?  There are no references to it, until NOW.

As I write this blog post I am putting his words into the lexicon.  From this point forward every search of this phrase on any engine will include a reference to this post.

"THERE IS NO SPACE LIKE THE PRESENT."

So we have created something new.  From the flipside.

Now let's parse the sentence or the sentiment, shall we? 

The phrase, as its commonly known is "There is no time like the present."

What does that mean? 

Jack Kornfield, the renowned Buddhist scholar and author, wrote a book called "There is no time like the present" with reference to the Buddhist concept of the nature of reality.  

Come again?

We tend to think in the past, since everything we observe during the day is "old information" or a reference to something that we knew or has been discussed.  We tend to focus on "Old news."  And we spend a great deal of time stressing, worrying, obsessing, fearing the future. "What's going to happen next?"  But to live life fully, we need to allow that the past is gone, the future is not here, but now is when we are living.  And even that is transitory - as by the time your eyes have gotten to the end of this sentence, time has moved on since you started it.  Very difficult to pin down "now" when your brain is moving at a lightning speed.

Or so the zen concept goes.

Love love. So very Zen.

"The Time is Always Now" is a friend of mine's art gallery in New York, borrowed from a Dutch artist who used to make stopwatches that ran backwards.  

Peter Tunney is using his talent as an artist to create new pathways of the brain - new ways of seeing words and phrases that have grown stale; "Fear Less" "Remain Calm" "Today is the Day." He's forcing the viewer to review - to see again - what is in front of them.

Met Peter in Cannes. Felt like I've known him forever.

In like form, this guide from the Flipside is asking us to review the nature of reality.  Hence why he sent me this missive.

To me it means a number of things:

1. Review the nature of reality.  If by moving one word from a sentence changes its meaning entirely, then the structure of sentences can change how we think and who we are.  "There is no time like the present" normally means; "do whatever you need to do now, and don't put it off until tomorrow, or another time later.  Do it now."

2. Review the nature of time and space.  What are time and space? We view them as units of distance, or figures in math in terms of physics.  But if time is relative in terms of this realm, then what does time really mean? Time, according to those I've interviewed on the flipside, is entirely different "over there."

"Over there" time exists (despite what many new age authors claim) just relatively different.  For example one person claimed that their 25 year lifetime in the 1600's felt like "ten minutes" back on the flipside.  They literally "walked out of their classroom" and lived this lifetime, then walked back into the classroom (consciously - only about a third of her energy had left) to finish the lesson she was teaching.  Her 25 year life over here "felt like ten minutes over there."

If you follow that math, then 2500 years may feel more like a 17 days... not much more than a fortnight (!) "over there."  If that's accurate, then 25,000 years feels like... well, the mind reels from the comparison.  

Suffice to say I've had this discussion many, many times with people both here and on the flipside, and ultimately, the people on the flipside agree with me that "time feels like it doesn't exist" when we're "back there" - but that it does exist. That's why we have young souls and older souls. Because we come here to learn lessons. Can't learn any lessons if everything is happening simultaneously. 

Time moving for Paul Tracey, me and Dave Patlak

Time is just really slow. Or fast, depending upon your experience.

Which now takes us to space.  

How does space exist on the flipside?  Well, people claim that once they are over there, they are able to move instantly from one place to the next.  ("I can fly!") I can only liken it to the way molecules move in a pool of water, for example.  If one molecule is hit with a jolt of electricity, all of them feel it simultaneously.

So if one water molecule wanted to experience what another molecule in the pool was experiencing, they can "shift their focus" to the other side of the pool.  There is no space between them in that example - as it's a simultaneous experience.  Shifting your focus from one place to the next doesn't take time or space.

The same goes for quantum entanglement.

Two ions experience the same phenomena at the same time, no matter how far apart they are.  Why is that?  Is it that there is some invisible material that binds them?  Or is dark matter more like a pool of water, so that if one ion that shares another ions makeup - for lack of a better term - if both ions experience the same things simultaneously, what does that tell us about space?

That space doesn't exist.

Or that it exists relatively. It's an illusion, the same way that TIME IS AN ILLUSION. (Not illusion in a pejorative sense, like someone "playing a game" or "toying with reality" but that it doesn't inherently exist.)  Space is one too.

There is no space like the present is another way of saying "There is no space."  Or that by interchanging the words "space" and "time" this teacher is showing that neither is accurate with regard to how we interpret phenomena.  "Present" is a unit of time. If time is an illusion, then space is as well.

Buddha of the "future"; Maitreya.

Space is relative to your experience working with it.  Quantum computing is already using quantum entanglement as a framework. 

Quantum entanglement proves that light is both a particle and a wave.  How can it be that one thing could be two things at once? Turns out that experiments show that light travels as both a particle and a wave.

Both simultaneously.  (Holy Trinity anyone?  How about "consciousness exists as both particle and wave?")  If quantum entanglement proves that time is an illusion (as it can't be measured when two objects react simultaneously no matter where they exist in the universe) therefore it also proves that space is an illusion.

How could two objects light years apart react at precisely the same moment when one is affected?

What are examples of quantum entanglement in nature?   As mentioned in the previous post, I interviewed an identical twin about that phenomenon - how two of them experienced the same event at the same time although miles apart.  She noted that the two of them had the same dream - experiencing the same event at the same time, where a teacher was using them as an example of "unconditional love."

UNCONDITIONAL LOVE appears to be the fundamental law of the universe, and within it lies time, space and consciousness.  Understand how that sentence makes sense and you will no doubt win a Nobel Prize.

Luana on a wing.

In the previous post, I noted how my friend Luana had shown space in terms of this equation ll .. ll - as in "11:11."  If you look at the equation as an architect's drawing, it's two hallways separated by two decimal points.  

The hallway on the left represents where we are in time and space.  The hallway to the right represents where she is in time and space.  The decimal point is the distance I must travel to communicate with her - which is one plane or realm over - and she must do the equivalent move from her realm in order to reach me.  It's not a physical space that we can identify - but it does exist unto itself.  

Like the difference between a block of ice communicating with a field of steam or mist.  Both are composed of the same element, but at first glance impossible for them to communicate. But they are composed of the same material; water. One transforms into the other, but there are "decimals" along the way.

Deep thoughts from Mt. Kailash

 And in terms of the concept of "now," space does not exist.  There is no space between us as entities on earth, because, like the ions in the quantum entanglement equation, we all "come from the same home."

You catch that?

We are all from the same home.  Not the same space in that home, but for lack of a better word, we are all part of the same realm, we are all ions created together, we connect more rapidly to those that we've encountered before (the way deja vu works, or that feeling we've "known someone before" because we have known that person "before").

Space is an illusion, the same way that time is an illusion.

Andromeda Illusion

We exist here in this space because we've agreed to participate in this experiment here on the planet.

Oof da. That's a whole lot of thinking for one simple sentence. "There is no space like the present."

And it is a "present" - a gift if you will - and I thank his guide for passing it along to me, and from me, I pass it along to... YOU.

No space. No time. Enjoy.

11..11

Okay.  This is something that occurred last night. I'm recounting it second hand, but it comes from an impeccable source.

Luana.

Fans of Flipside know Luana as my pal who started to come and visit me after she passed away back in 1996.  She inspired me to write about her visits in the book and film "Flipside" and then later in the books "It's a Wonderful Afterlife" and "Hacking the Afterlife."

Last month I recounted how she came to visit me while I was having lunch with the medium/intuitive Jennifer Shaffer in our usual "Chatting with the flipside" event.

Pals of Luana. Harry and Bill.

And she brought along her pal Harry Dean Stanton.  I've mentioned how Harry proved beyond a shadow of doubt (to me anyway) that he was actually with her, because he described events that Jennifer did not know, could not have known, described how he passed away and who was in the room with him (details I did not know but were verified later) and other fun, and amazing things.

Last night Luana gave us some more insight to chew on.

The Callaghans of Continental Mixer in Osseo, Wisc.

Here's what was happening when she "appeared."  

Our daughter had come down with something... perhaps something she ate earlier in the day, and was feeling sick, shivering.  But at the same time we were getting ready to make a long flight back home from visiting our relatives back in Wisconsin.

It was a funeral - of the one and only "Dadzo" Coyne Callaghan, who lived to 96 and spawned the most amazing, fun, hilarious, phenomenal relatives anyone could hope to have.  

Whenever I'm with them, I can't help but marvel how hilarious they all are - there are 11 children, and the amazing story of how when he proposed marriage to my Aunt Martha (sister of my mom) they actually named all the children they were going to have.

They named 12 of them, but had 11.  I found out at the funeral that the name of the missing child was "Ann Louise" - from a stranger who had just heard the story no less! - but also discovered there were 4 miscarriages in total.

So they might have had 15.  But instead they had 11 of the most amazing, wonderful, charming, generous people I've had the pleasure to meet.

But back to Luana.

So my wife Sherry decides she needs to pray to help heal our little daughter, who is shivering with this illness, sick, and can't sleep.  And she put out a "call to all angels" and then fell asleep.

That's when Luana appeared.  

Sherry insists this was a "dream and not a vision" - but that's what people have to say around me, because I'm constantly saying "tell me what else she said, what was she wearing, etc, about every dream I hear.

Sherry only saw her face.  About 30 (many years before they met) and Sherry's reaction to seeing her was to say "How can you be here? You died back in 1996."

She appeared looking a bit like this.

And Luana showed her a space craft as an example.  She showed her a cruiser that we had seen at a Lego store hours earlier and said "Imagine that I'm traveling in this but it moves really quickly."

Then she said "Imagine the numbers 11..11 as an example."

(We've all heard people talk about seeing the numbers 11:11 on a clock - at least I have - and wonder about the synchronicity of seeing that particular time each day.)

Well, Luana explained that synchronicity.

She said imagine that I am an 11 and  you are an 11 separated by two decimals.

(As she put it: "Imagine 11 . . 11 with two decimals between the numbers")

She said "In order for you to see me, you move one decimal in my direction, and I move once decimal in your direction."

Sherry didn't understand this, but I do.  

Based on that other discussions we've had, everything on the flipside is a matter of understanding how energy works, how waves work, how math works.  That in order for them to manifest, appear, it's a matter of understanding the math behind doing that, as well as understanding the time frame of the time/space realm where they need to appear so that we can see them. 

But it requires both of us to move in the same direction.  So in Sherry's case it was because she was asleep, in the sleep state, that she was able to "shift her focus" to be able to see Luana, but equally, in order for Luana to appear to her in this form, she has to "shift her focus" to be able to appear to Sherry.

The space craft is a metaphor for "moving at lightning speeds" (in this case it was a Star Wars Lego ship) and that "moving at the speed of light" is a metaphor for how fast people are able to move on the flipside when they want to focus on doing so.

I've interviewed a number of people who when asked to describe the "one thing" they'd like to tell people about the flipside it's "I can fly."

And by that they don't mean wings - but they do mean moving from one place to the next at lightning speed.

Me and Luana traveling a bit slower in Venice.

So the next time you see 11:11 on a clock... just add those two decimals in your mind.  There's someone "over there" who wants you to think of them while you're glancing at the clock - that's why they got you to focus on that time on the clock.  Just open yourself up to whomever that might be.

Luana also said our daughter would be fine after she slept (she was).

I heard this story on the way to the airport this morning - and despite Sherry's insistence that it wasn't a vision, but "only a dream" I share it here - because... wow.  

What a cool dream.