Leuven – Events and Dreams End of June 2013

I am reasonably accustomed to what might be called Freaky Friday Stuff but what unfolded here took the biscuit.

I had applied for a reasonably senior position in a large, ultra-high technology semiconductor outfit in Belgium. They wanted to interview me, and I was set for an interview with some of the internal big cheeses. I did not know until I got there that there was already someone in that position and the interview therefore was quasi-covert.

Because we wanted to look at the available housing, we hired a car at the central train station. Getting out of Brussel did not prove easy. When we arrived in Leuven it took us an inordinately large amount of time to find the hotel in the one-way system. It was a stylishly renovated catholic convent.  Leuven is a very nice place. The standard of living would be high I even spoke French to compliment the chef in a restaurant there.

First Dream Excerpt.

We are staying at a lakeside residence it is up on stilts. At night-time and out of the window I can see dolphins in the moonlight. I call for the wife to come and observe which she does.

The dolphins are in fact made of fluorescent plastic and are remote controlled. They are being driven by our next-door neighbour for his daughter.

Then there is a bit about the front of the house, my view of the world, falling suddenly off.

The next day I go in for the interview and am interviewed by the big cheeses in turn. The HR lady was excellent, and we got on very well. Then one of the blokes, started name dropping. I thought to myself WTF is this an interview or a mutual bullshit session? He started to make comments about people I knew and suggested that he knew them perhaps better than he did because his anecdotes were inconsistent with my knowledge of them. He showed me the clean room with its brand new EUV lithography kit. I had read about 25% of the entire patent portfolio of the company as preparation for the interview. We did not click, to understate. I was expecting some pretty techie question but did not get any. This name dropper gave me his business card…in an interview…bizarre city Arizona.

I was in a temporary porta-cabin waiting for the interviewers to turn up.  The last interviewer came twenty minutes late. If I had not been on a secure site, I would have left long before they showed up. They gave a low-down on the matrix management arrangements of the organisation which they said was “simple”. I had already looked this up. I said that it was not simple it was highly convoluted. This big cheese gave me a card as well. The only person who asked me any questions really was the HR lady. It was the weirdest interview experience of my life.

Next Dream Excerpt the night after the interview.

There is a gathering, and we are all sat round in a circle in front of a stage. We are waiting for a female shaman / seer. She appears from behind the curtains. I can see her eyes and for some reason she homes in on me and starts to look into my eyes. She then continues around the circle in ceremonial way. I say partially under my breath “mutant” The other people all sort of “gasp”, I have dared.

She comes back over to me and stares into my eyes. We lock in some kind of contest or wills and she turns into a naked childlike figure with Egyptian features. “Imhotep” I say out loud pointing. “You are a mutant of Imhotep. I have known you before. Why do you seek again? She is covered in a pelt of very fine black hair.

Everyone stares at me.

Next dream excerpt – totally out of the blue!

Whilst everyone is staring at me a book, leather bound, appears. It is to do with my mystery. I know now that I have had Egyptian lives {plural}. The book starts to open, and it says “Marchmont”. This is a part of my mystery too. “All very English and upper class”, I comment. Everybody smiles.

Imhotep (/ɪmˈhoʊtɛp/; Ancient Egyptian: ỉỉ-m-ḥtp “the one who comes in peace”; fl. late 27th century BCE) was an Egyptian chancellor to the Pharaoh Djoser, probable architect of Djoser’s step pyramid, and high priest of the sun god Ra at Heliopolis. Very little is known of Imhotep as a historical figure, but in the 3,000 years following his death, he was gradually glorified and deified.

The next dream sequence is at a doctor’s practice, and they are warning me to tell my close relatives of my condition in a very similar manner as happened in physical plane reality on Friday morning.

Anyway, it was time to go home, and we were mildly apprehensive about finding our way back into Brussels to drop off the hire car. On the journey in, a little on impulse, we took a road, it went down some back route and dumped us literally in front of the station!

Power, the universe, was aiding us to get out of Belgium.

We dropped off the hire care with some time to kill before the Eurostar. We exited the station into a square and turned the corner. And there they were, loads of large plastic dolphins on sticks held up in the air by environmental activist. WTF!!

We went up to big square and the HR lady rang to say that I was not going to be offered the job. The face of the house fell off in an instant. It was a pretty quick turnaround.  I had a suspicion that they may have rung someone and had been warned off me, off the record. But there was no way of proving this.

So, I went for a semiconductor job and had a dream pointing at Egyptian incarnations over four and half thousand years ago…

When we came to look for house here, the woman who housed us was Belgian and had connections with Leuven.

Maybe I need to contact Hercule Poirot to help solve the mystery…