Didn’t See

I asked, ” Who does the baby belong to?” I dreamt that it was Halloween around 3 p.m. Kyle and I were in the church. There was a room to the right of the exit doors. Someone was having the drug addicts come here instead of outside and getting into trouble. Some were in costumes, not fancy.

There were people standing, going in a circle to the right. There were also some sitting on the outside of the circle on both sides. On the right there was a short guy in a wheelchair.

I was sitting back by the door since I wasn’t connected with this group. Kyle was supposed to be sitting with the group on the right but I didn’t see him. I went out to the hall and asked a guy out there if he knew where Kyle was. He didn’t.

I went outside and was thinking that if the drugs hadn’t killed him, I was going to. I then thought that if I had said that to someone I would’ve said that I wasn’t serious because I didn’t want to deal with the spiritual consequences of going to hell.

The church was on a small uphill slope. I was on the right side of the church. A black lady was driving in, going to the back. She saw me standing there and waving, said, “Sunday next week.” I was confused by this. She was driving an old blue (?) car and others with her. She then turned around to go back out.

Looking past this part of the parking lot there was a chain link fence that went horizontally along the lot. On the other side I saw about 20 – 50 women scattered along by the fence. They were wearing dresses that looked like some sort of traditional type.

I also saw what looked like either blue blankets or sleeping bags laid out on the ground. I was thinking these women could be homeless but they didn’t look like it.

They then lined up in pairs of two to the fence and started singing. I didn’t hear the words because I was scanning the women. I noticed a pair slightly to my right were tall. I continued to the right and noticed another pair that was taller than the first. I continued still and saw yet another pair that was taller than the others. These looked to be Polynesian/Islanders.

There was a lady between the second pair and another pair of women who seemed to be leading the singing as she was a bit louder and had a start on the lyrics before the others.

The words either came to me, or I heard the women sing, “The land that I would have given to my children, you now use.” I was thinking of Pocahontas and the “Colors of the Wind” song and that if I could write more words this would be a great song for a movie.

(From yesterday) Not Sure

I asked the same question. I dreamt of being in dark/murky (?) water, not sure what was below me. There were others with me. We were close enough to the shore to swim to if needed.

I had forgotten to get a picture of something that I was picturing in my mind. I handed my camera over to a guy to get the picture.

Ahead of us a distance to the right was a building of several stories. Up on top in front on the left side of it (it was facing to the left) was the word Freemason, though it seems the “Free” part was something else.

I dreamt that I was on a school bus with other people. We were on our way to a place that would take us so we could go out in space. We were going through a narrow road. I didn’t notice what was on the sides of us. Rocky mountains (?)

For some reason the bus stopped as we were going around a corner to the left. I then looked back and saw a line of trees on the right. They then quickly went through all the seasons.

We then continued on with the driver speeding. As we started, there was some water to the right that he swerved towards and went through. I didn’t see any other vehicles.

(From Dec. 11, 2012)

I dreamt that both mom and dad had a heart attack. Earlier in the year I dreamt that mom had already passed away.

(From Dec. 10, 2019) Vague

I asked the same question. I was seeing vague images of shungite and sage.

I dreamt that I used my right hand to pick off a couple small pieces of dried poop on the right side of my butt and then flushed them.

I dreamt that I was holding a small white wastebasket with bag in it and figuring out where to put it. There was already one in a room that was basically empty. There was a room to the left of that one with the door closed.

I wanted to ask Kyle but he was in his own white bedroom lying on the bed, with his head in the North position. He was on the phone talking to someone but with his eyes closed so I thought he was asleep at first. We either lived in a small house or an apartment since the rooms were close to each other.

I dreamt that there were lots of people walking back home to San Bernardino. I saw the map in my mind of where this was from where we were. They were on the freeway. They had stopped traffic for a demonstration. They were now letting traffic flow but had to stay behind the people. They had come a distance and still had a bit to go.

I was on the right side, by/in the slow lane. There was a lady in front of me dressed in a skirt with heels. I was wondering how this walking would affect her feet, along with the others. She was looking back at me as we walked. She was part of a/the local government.

(From Dec. 7 -9, 2019) Hiding

I asked, “Who’s baby was/am I holding?” I dreamt of a bear wanting to finish the coke I had been drinking from a glass bottle. I told him to be careful.

There was then a smaller bear that showed up who was connected with this one. The smaller bear didn’t have pants on. I either knew, or the first bear told me, that this smaller bear wanted me without pants on. I was with someone and grabbed them and started running. I squeezed through some type of bars.

I dreamt something about stepping through the computer screen on the left to Facebook and hiding.

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