From SueBee: I was sitting in a chair in my hair salon waiting to have my hair done. I waited and waited and waited, but my hairdresser never came back to the station. Quite some time passed, so I picked up a magazine to help pass the time. Suddenly, a woman came up behind me and told me that she would be doing my hair today instead of Diane. I looked up into the mirror and saw Patsy Cline standing behind me with a brush in her hand. She was wearing white, possibly a smock. I was speechless as she started brushing my hair. She said, "You have beautiful hair," and she just kept brushing my hair until I awakened! Note: Sue dreamed this on the night before I posted this photo of Patsy at my website ~ Sue says that Patsy in her dream looked very similar to this photo!
From Lisa Flood: Patsy and I were partners in business. She was a professional psychic/healer and I was her manager/assistant. But she was not a phony, she was the Real McCoy. I was in awe of her abilities. I remember at one point bringing to her a young girl who needed healing. Patsy was wearing a shirtwaist dress, sort of a pale blue-green color, and I sat the young girl in front of her. I kinda had to hold the girl down, she was resisting somewhat. I don't know what was wrong with her, but Patsy put her hands on the girl's head and on her shoulders and... well, I can't really describe this, but as a result, the girl was Patsified! She was no longer resisting and was very happy and joyful. The only other thing I remember is that Patsy told me that she is connected to her own mother through her hands, and Patsy showed me the palms of her hands as she said this. There was some connection between Patsy's hands/healing abilities and her mother...? Then I saw the cover of the video, "The Real Patsy Cline," and it looked just as it does in waking life, except that she was showing the palm of one hand. Note: I dreamed this on the night Patsy's mother died, but before I had learned of her death. I now feel that the message was that Hilda is now in Patsy's hands!
From Patsy Walen: I was in a crowded room with alot of people, and all of them were Patsy Cline impersonators. And they were all told to sing, "I Fall To Pieces." I sang also. The only bad part was that they didn't sound good! Then to my surprise, Patsy showed up, and as my ears were in pain, so were hers! Then someone hushed the crowd and Patsy sang, "I Fall To Pieces." The impersonators were speechless. They couldn't sing like Patsy! Then Patsy left, and I wanted to say hi, but when I went out to see her, she was gone.
From Lisa Flood: This one is a little hazy, but I'll do the best I can. I was working the Patsy Cline booth at some sort of fan fair. There was a huge crowd of hopeful Patsifans gathered around the booth. The gal who was in charge of the booth told me that the supplies of Patsy stuff is very limited and that I should be very stingy about passing them out. She said this very loudly so that all of the fans could hear her, then she strutted away. Suddenly, all the eyes of the Patsifans were on me. A voice in the crowd said, "Who's going to get Patsy stuff?" and another voice said, "Yeah, and how much can we have?" I looked at each hopeful face for a moment, each one full of love for Patsy.... Then I yelled, "EVERYONE! EVERYONE GETS AS MUCH PATSY STUFF AS THEY WANT! FOR FREE!" and I began tossing Patsy souvenirs into the cheering crowd... it was just like Christmas! And somehow, I knew that there would be plenty for everyone. Then Patsy *herself* showed up in her gold dress, in a very buoyant mood, and signed autographs for everyone! She and I then went grocery shopping for a big party she wanted to throw for her fans, and I don't remember too much after that. It was just a very happy dream about Patsy loving her Patsifans every bit as much as we adore her!
From SueBee: All the women I know were in a room. They were there to listen to the following Patsy Cline songs and pick their favorite: Crazy, I Fall to Pieces, Walking After Midnight, Sweet Dreams, and She's Got You. A DJ sat in a booth with the lights off, playing each song. After the songs were played, I walked over to the booth and told the DJ, "Thank you ~ that's all for today!" He flipped on the lights and there stood Miss Patsy Cline herself! She was wearing the lavender lace dress. She winked at me, then turned the lights back off. I entered the booth to speak to her, but she had vanished into thin air!
From Lisa Flood: Well, I finally went to Winchester ~ in my dreams, that is. The best thing is, it's 1998 and Patsy is alive and well and living there. My first stop was the florist, so I could get flowers for Patsy and for Hilda. As I waited in line, one of the ladies began instructing me on how to behave while I was in town. Just outside, I saw Patsifan Bill Cox and waved to him. He looked every bit as happy as I was to be at the Patsy Weekend. I picked up a leaflet describing the activities, and noticed that the first Patsy show was to begin at Patsy's old house on Kent St. within an hour. I couldn't believe I was finally going to see Patsy perform live! The living room of the house was large, and there were a few dozen of us fans crowded inside on sofas and chairs. As we waited and chatted, I spotted Patsy down the hall, getting ready for her show, and she looked just like this. Don't ask me why she looked this young in 1998! I got terribly excited and nudged a fan next to me, but she seemed oblivious. Then the show began, and at the same time that Patsy came out, an impersonator did, too! The impersonator took over the room, singing, dancing, performing Patsy's songs, jumping into men's laps. Patsy was singing, too. The amazing part was that all eyes were on the impersonator ~ I was the only one in that room watching Patsy! She looked very hurt, but she also looked resigned, as if she were used to it after all these years. She was very happy to do her show just for me! I was thrilled! Afterwards, I presented Hilda and Patsy with their flowers and they were very gracious and nice. As I left, I walked down the street to the brick house and stood there awhile. I looked up at the street sign, "Kent," and was so happy to be in Winchester, but so saddened by how the fans had forgotten about Patsy and were more focused on the impersonators.
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