About two or three years ago I had a vivid dream. I didn’t write it down in my dream journal since it was a little startling to me, plus I didn’t want my daughter to come across it. In the dream, an older male spirit in a long white robe handed me a broken clock which was supposedly mine. In the dream I knew what a broken clock meant. It meant that my time on Earth was up. I repeatedly told him that I could fix it. “Please, I can fix it.” The man said nothing and walked away leaving me holding the broken clock. That was the end of the dream.
I later looked up the meaning of the dream in different websites and they all read the same thing, “death”. I kept this information to myself.
I wasn’t afraid of dying as I knew I would be going to Heaven, but I was afraid of what it would do to my daughter if I left her so soon in her early thirties since we have a very close relationship. So I started praying to God for more time. I began eating healthier thinking that might help even though I didn’t know how I was going to die. It could be anything.
A few years passed, and then in January of 2024 through April I succumbed to bad colds and viruses each month from my grandkids. I took antibiotics every month prescribed by doctors, not thinking what it was doing to my stomach. Not smart.
The last time I caught a virus in April, I went to one of the non-emergency doctor’s offices. The young female doctor again prescribed me antibiotics. I mentioned to her that I had already had three rounds of antibiotics that year and I asked if it would hurt my stomach in any way. She just stared at me and said no. And then she said, on top of that I am giving you a steroid prescription to help with your sinus infection. I trusted her and said okay, but I had a bad feeling about it.
Unfortunately, by the end of April, I found myself in deep trouble from the depletion of my stomach flora due to all the antibiotics I had been taking that year. If I had known, I would have been taking probiotics to help counter-act the antibiotics. Most of my stomach flora had been depleted.
I found myself unable to eat the usual foods that I usually ate. I couldn’t eat anything acidic. Mostly everything I tried to eat would burn and hurt my stomach. I went back to the same doctor just to show her that she made a mistake by prescribing me another round of antibiotics and steroids which she said would not hurt me. She knew she messed up. She then prescribed me a medicine that would get rid of all the acid in the stomach, but I didn’t take it. Doesn’t the stomach need acid to work? That was my thinking.
The following months, I was only able to eat breakfast cereals, oatmeal, non-acidic fruits and water. I began taking prebiotics and probiotics and little by little I noticed little improvements but not enough. So my daughter recommended that if I didn’t improve by November, that I go see her doctor. I finally visited her doctor that mid-December.
The doctor ordered an endoscopy of my stomach and x-rays. He stated that all the good flora in my stomach was depleted which was the reason I couldn’t eat the foods I was used to eating. He gave me a prescription to take for three months and I thought that was the end to my medical issues. Unfortunately, on the following week, I received a call stating that they found something in the liver and I needed to do another x-ray. Great, what now? I get the x-ray done and they find that I have a fatty liver. So then I need to get an MRI to see how bad it is. I then get the MRI done and was told that I have a 5.86 fatty liver, but the worst part was that they also found a small spot in my bile duct which was suspicious.
I then get an endoscopy done and the doctor gets a biopsy of the spot in my bile duct. A week and a half later I get the call from the doctor stating that the spot in the bile duct is pre-cancerous and that I need to make an appointment with M.D. Anderson right away. That pre-cancerous spot in my bile duct is right next to my liver, stomach and pancreas. My first thought, “Oh, so this is the way I’m going to die.”
While at M.D. Anderson for my doctor’s visit and scans, I wasn’t prepared to see so many people of all ages and from all over the world! It was non-stop of sick people coming in and out, including the weekends. It was heart-breaking seeing so many people sick.
During this time, I had been so preoccupied and stressed with everything that I hadn’t thought about God. No excuses, right? But my heart began to yearn for him. I began to ask him, “Where are you God? Why am I getting so sick, one illness after another?”
Back at home, I had turned on the TV to watch the news, but my intuition guided me to switch to YouTube. I was searching through the Near Death Experiences videos to see which one caught my attention, when I noticed a video that read, “Why God Wakes You Up at 3 AM at Night. And I saw another video called “Why God wakes you up from 2 to 5 AM at night. I viewed that one and was stunned. The 2 o’clock reason shocked me since I remembered that I had been waking up at 2 AM nightly for no reason. I thought it was odd.
Per the video, the reason for waking up at 2 AM is that you might have some issues with your liver. Yikes! That caught my attention. Why didn’t I find this video sooner? The 3 AM is awesome. Supposedly, the veil from Heaven and Earth is very thin at that time and it’s the best time to pray to God and spend time with God in silence in the quite of the night. You must get out of bed and on your knees to pray and then be quite and listen. Prayer is a two-way conversation.
So the following night, I decided that if I woke up from 2 to 3 AM, that I was going to get up and pray. Surprisingly, I woke up at 3 AM and I prayed for my healing, for family members, for all souls here on Earth. I also asked for a sign that God heard me. I went back to bed and woke up at 7 a.m. I laid there thinking that I never got a sign from God. As soon as I thought that though, a vision came to my mind of a beautiful rainbow on my mattress. That was confirmation that 3 AM is a sacred hour!
I wondered if that’s what it means in the Bible, Revelations 3:20, “Behold, for I Come and Knock on your Door in the night, who shall ever open the door, I will come in and dine with him.”
Then came June 4, 2025, the day I had the Whipple Procedure surgery at M.D. Anderson. A lot of prayers from family, friends and people I didn’t even know were praying to God that day in my behalf which I am forever grateful.
I have to admit that I had no fear going into the surgery. It was the days after the surgery that I feared. It was horrendous. But after removal of my gall-bladder, the bile duct, the head of the pancreas, the spleen, a piece of my stomach and a piece of my liver, I was told that I was cancer-free with no chemo needed. Thank goodness!
After five days in the hospital, I then stayed at my daughter’s house for a week to further recover before going home. I stayed in her front guest room which faces the street. About the fourth day, I was sitting on the recliner she had for me so I could look out the window. As I sat there in the sunny afternoon, I heard a flapping tap on the outside of the window. I turned quickly and saw a large brown wing flapping on the window! I thought, “What on earth is that?” I get up slowly from the recliner and walk to the window, but whatever it was, was gone. I called out to my son-in-law who was in the next room and told him that I saw a big brown wing flapping outside on the window. He said, “Oh, it must be the red-tail hawk that’s been flying around the neighborhood lately.
Let me tell you, this bird did not fly into the window like some birds do. This bird must have flown to the ground and then got on the window sill and started flapping his wings as if trying to get my attention before he flew away.
I spotted him on the street sign looking back to my window for a while before he flew away. That’s the picture I took of the hawk at the street pole which I used for this post.
I looked on the internet for the meaning of seeing a red-tail hawk and was amazed.
It is interpreted as “a significant spiritual sign, symbolizing strength, power, and the need for personal resilience in facing life’s challenges. It is considered a message from the spiritual realm, urging you to rise above daily struggles and view your situation from a higher, more comprehensive perspective. It is seen as a spiritual guide and messenger, indicating that you are being watched over and supported on your journey. It can symbolize protection and guardianship, signifying that you are safe and not alone.” Wow! I really felt the love from heaven. It touched my heart.
After reflecting back how everything happened, I realized that it was actually a blessing in disguise getting sick from those viruses from my grandkids the prior year. If I hadn’t caught the viruses from my grandkids in the beginning, I wouldn’t have taken all the antibiotics which caused my stomach issues. Which in turn led to finding my fatty liver and the small spot of pre-cancer in the bile duct. That pre-cancer spot would have gone undetected until it became cancer and spread to my organs which would have been too late for me to survive that. For some people, it’s too late.
I know I’m not out of the woods yet. I still have the fatty liver to deal with. I’ve cut back on all fried foods, starch and have been eating much, much healthier.
During my rest and recovery at home, I came across the YouTube videos by Donna Eden on Energy Healing which I started doing. I noticed that as I continue working on my energy, the more I can feel my energy. It’s really awesome.
It’s crazy that she started sharing her energy healing work on YouTube in 2014 and I am just now hearing about it in 2025. If I had known back then about it, I might have had a different outcome in 2025. She has a lot of videos on YouTube which I have seen and I even bought her book, “Energy Medicine” which goes into more detail. She healed herself when she was younger when the doctors gave up on healing her. She looks great for her age which says a lot. Per Donna Eden, energy work heals a lot of illnesses including cancer. Hope you check it out.
I’m not sure if having the surgery to remove the pre-cancer fixed that clock from my dream. Only time will tell if God gave me more time here on Earth. I still have my liver to heal, plus anything can take me out. It’s God’s decision no matter what I do. But I am sure going to keep trying to fix the clock completely by doing the energy work as much as possible.
I plan on getting up from bed when God wakes me up at three in the morning to pray for healing and spend time with him. I’ve gone as far as making him a cup of coffee which I’m sure he loves the gesture. I plan on eating healthier, exercising, doing the energy work and getting more sunshine which I heard is essential to good health.
I leave you with the videos I found useful.
Waking Up at 3 AM www.youtube.com/watch?v=0b7lUQ1e54A
Donna Eden Introduction to Energy Medicine www.youtube.com/watch?v=rc6LTM08qvEhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rc6LTM08qvE
Vitamin D Expert: The Fastest Way To Dementia & The Big Lie About Sunlight! www.youtube.com/watch?v=wQJlGHVmdrA
www.youtube.com/watch?v=TcijEulPhQA