I dreamt that I was having a conversation with a saint. I didn’t know who he was. He reminded me of one master at first, but then the light around him dimmed enough for me to see his clothes were saffron robes like the DalaiLama. He spoke to me in words that I couldn’t understand, but the energy behind the words were the most healing soothing exquisite vibrations I could imagine and they cleansed my entire being like an electro-lightshow-massage until I felt completely renewed.

Then I said to this DalaiLama, my wife needs healing too. So he ‘spoke’ to my wife as well and blessed her. Then he blessed my son 6 months pregnant in her belly. Then the saint turned to me and said, “Your son’s name is Jesse.” “Josiah?” I replied, cause we’re not sure what to name him and Josiah is the only name that has come up with any strong energy behind it. The saint did not respond after that and I thank this saint very much for visiting me.

On this same day I got a phone call from my brother Elan who says, “Oren, I dreamt last night I was playing with your son and you guys kept calling him Eliko, Eliko.” To Elan this name seemed half Hebrew and half Japanese. (Eli=’My God’ in Hebrew, “Ko”=’Child’ in Japanese)

The weird thing about my brother receiving this name is that I met a man from the Ivory Coast who speaks an African language called “nGogo” I think. He taught me that “Elyeko” means ‘thank you’ in his language and I remember thinking that would make an interesting name. My brother had no idea that I had this experience when he had this dream. Thanks Elan! We are praying to the Creator and asking our unborn son what he wants to be named and then had this blessing, but still are not clear on what to name him.

(Josiah was born on June 21st 2005)