Ray Knows
By
Bonnie M. Wells
May 4th, 2002
Dreamer used a small, white, three pronged hand-rake with a green handle, to spade up dirt for flowers along a white, split rail fence.
Although the dreamer did not know Terri Roach when she was alive, there was no mistaking that the person who came walking up to the fence was indeed Terri.
Terri wore jean shorts and a blouse with several shades of blue mingled together.
The dreamer looked up at Terri and said....
"Oh Terri, won't you please tell me who killed you?"
To which the girl replied....
"Ray knows."
The dream ended with the dreamer hearing that little "note" jingle that I suppose we all learned in grade school.
Do.....a deer, a female deer...
Ra.....a drop of golden sun....
Me.....a name I call myself....
Fa.....a long, long way to run.
So.....a needle pulling thread.
La.....a note that follows so..
Te......a drink you sip in cup.
Which brings us back to Do...
The Answer
I listened to the dream, and although the dreamer could not make heads nor tails out of the little jingle, I felt it contained the answer.
Also, there were a couple of clues within the dream that I recognized but that the dreamer did not have any knowledge of.
For example, the last thing I did before coming into the house on May 4th, was take my little three pronged rake....white with a green handle [which the dreamer does not own one like this one]... and I spaded up the dirt in the rust colored half barrel that my former friend Wild Bill gave me several years ago.
The barrel had sat in front of my garage for a long time but this spring my grandson Joshua and I emptied it out and moved it across the driveway to a position beside the fence.
Even as we were moving it, I remember thinking that it would look real good sitting along side of Wild Bill white, split rail fence. Oh well, his loss.
And of course there is no way that the dreamer could possibly have known that I wore jean shorts and a button down blouse with multi-tones of blue in it.
Mary Dye's "Swimming Pool Basement Dream" was the first dream that ever connected Terri Roach to the property where Wild Bill and Bonnie number two had lived. It was Bonnie number two that had painted the split rail fence white. I thought of "me"....a name I call myself. I was the one who had helped Wild Bill put the fence up, and another woman with "my name" had painted it.
Apparently the person who lives there now isn't fond of the white fence so he's changing it back to a more natural color. Only one section remains white, and it just happens to be an area where flowers are planted each year.
There were several "Ray's" that came to my mind when the dream was reported to me. Two of them were dead before Terri was murdered. I'd always suspected they had the same killer she did, but that was simply my theory, and not "official" in any way. Still, it did us little good for a dead man to know who killed someone else, so I figured I needed to look among the living!
It didn't take me too long to eliminate the first Ray in the picture, and zero in on the second one.
Also, I quickly decided that "Ray knows" did not mean that "Ray was aware that the man he knew had killed Terri." On the contrary, the Ray I had in mind didn't have a clue who had killed Terri Roach.
I believed the clue was simply that "A man named Ray is acquainted with Terri's killer."
I wrote out the song....
Do ... Ra ... Me ... Fa ... So ... La ... Te ....
I took out the word .... DOOM: Then I took out the word FATE: All that was left was... R A S L A
I wish I could tell my readers this man's name .... God how I wish I could say it here and now, but I cannot do that. It would be unfair to him. But I will tell you that the letters which were left over after I removed fate and doom gave me the name of a man named Ray whom I introduced to Wild Bill a long time ago.
He is a business man. The other Bonnie knows him too, as does dozens, if not hundreds of other people.
As I write this interpretation tonight, I am certain that "my Ray" is acquainted with the killer of Terri Roach. I'm just as certain that he is not aware of that fact.
Posted on this web site, this 12th day of May in the year 2002
Interpretation by
Bonnie M. Wells
Bonnie M. Wells
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