He Was Jewish

(From July 18, 2018)

I asked if Ali is a father to a living person. I dreamt that dad was trying to get rid of the / a neighbor because he was Jewish. There was more to it but that’s how it ended.

I dreamt that I was asking a guy which signature, out of two options, he uses on his creations. I don’t remember him answering, or even acknowledging my question. 

I dreamt that I won $500k and I was excitedly telling someone that I was going to buy a car.

(From July 16, 2018 Safe)

I asked the same question. As I was falling asleep, in my mind, he was telling me something about something being new.

I dreamt that the back screen door was open a bit at night time and when I went to close it (I didn’t know it was open until I saw it) a cat came inside and then I saw the Siamese across the street on the grass.

At first I was worried / concerned but I soon felt that she was safe. I don’t know where I went to next, but I left the screen open for her, and any other cats who may have been out there, to come back in. I may have stayed there to make sure the one cat didn’t go back out.

(From July 15, 2018  About To Show)

I asked if Ali is a father of a living person (different wording). I dreamt that, even though I was still scared and nervous, I allowed spirits to show themselves to me. I don’t remember their purpose.

I dreamt that I had swam too far out into the ocean and I was scared about the possibility of sharks and other animals lurking below.

I dreamt that Mandy Moore was taking credit for a painting of Christ that she didn’t paint. Some other people were about to show me her painting / what she had painted.

She had expensive necklaces.

I dreamt something about a building with a basement that had a narrow entrance, and there was another room up top. I didn’t go down to the basement. 

As I was coming out of sleep, I asked, into the air, “What do you want from me?” A male voice softly, but still a bit creepy, responded, “Milk” but dragged out a bit.

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Lock Him Up

I asked the same question. I saw the image of Ali being handcuffed, to later being locked up.

I dreamt something about with Aaron Goodwin being a bit irritated at something. The way something was written / not written?

(From July 23, 2018 Moved)

I asked the name of the Jewish neighbor. I dreamt of being at a parking lot at night, or when it was becoming night. I saw a blonde girl in a black Mercedes with the curved back, but was a different model from what I’ve seen before.

I then saw a black vehicle slowly leaving the lot, coming toward me and then to the left. I was thinking that it was this girl but saw that the vehicle was a heavy duty truck. I thought that I had been mistaken. I had said that I would like that car, the Mercedes, when I saw it. After the truck left, I saw that the Mercedes was still there and that I wasn’t wrong / mistaken, and I was relieved. 

I dreamt that I was in a living / family room and some foods / items from the / a party were moved to under the / a window in front of me. I was (going) to sleep in that area instead of a bedroom. 

I didn’t like the arrangement and a girl asked me about it. I told her that I didn’t mind those items being ordered as they were but didn’t like them in front of me in case of an earthquake or something else.

To the left of me was a black stereo. There was another room in back and to the left of me. Esther Hicks was in there holding the remote for the stereo. The room was a bit darkened but still light enough to be able to see. Someone could turn the music to their liking but if Esther didn’t like it, she could change it.

I dreamt that I was sitting outside in front of a strip mall. There was a grassy hill in front of me. There were female black Americans and black Africans. There was an American black girl sitting next to me on my left. My back was to the building. In front of me were walking several very tall (7ft?) and very thin African men. They wore turbans and tunics / African attire. 

As they came by us, one stopped, looked at me and the girl next to me. One of the tall men, and this girl, both spit, showing disgust for each other. The tall man continued on, with several others showing up as well. I asked this girl how does she expect peace in the world if they continue to do this.

I mentioned, so everyone could hear, that these men looked like they were from Ethiopia or somewhere close. The Africans there also said the same and mentioned several other countries but don’t remember which ones.

These men had come to be healed, or at least one / few of them. I wondered out loud whether the owner of the business that they went in to (last one on the left) purposely came to Riverside to get away from Ethiopia, or wherever he came from, or if he just happened to end up here. The doors to his business were open. No one went inside to see what was happening and these men didn’t come out.

I dreamt of a baby elephant, small enough to fit in my hand. There were no tusks but one was slowly coming / growing out. There was only supposed to be one. While it was transitioning, there were two for a couple seconds and then went back to one. 

I was asking the elephant about the tusks (why he didn’t have them / it yet?). He responded but I don’t remember the answer.

 The elephant then wanted to lay down. There was a small covered area that looked like a tunnel. There were several cats in there. The elephant went in there, growing to look like an alligator / crocodile, displacing the cats.

See

I asked the same question. The phrase “Author sackers” came to mind.There was something before that but don’t remember. 

I was asked the question, “What do you still see in the (snow covered) mountains?”

 I dreamt that I was at an event / party and a young female named Sis. Doyle (knew her first name but forget) asked if I could go somewhere with her (again, forget the location). I told her yes.

When she got home later, she called, a woman answering and calling out to / for me. I was thinking of the Sis. Doyle I knew as a teen when this woman was telling me who called. When I got to the phone, Sis. Doyle reminded me that she had spoken to me (I then remembered who she was) and was confirming that I could go with her. I affirmed that I could go.

I dreamt of Val (at the same place?) with her hair cut short on the sides above her ears and touching her back in a point / arrow. She was conditioning her hair in sections, starting on the left, while standing.  

Mark was saying that she was going to Greece and getting ready for it. She frequently went there because of a guy, staying at a girl friend’s place while there.

I heard a guy say, “I’m young and 20.”

 (From Aug. 14, 2018 Look alike)

I asked why I dream of Mando. Ali was just wondering (about what?). 

I dreamt of a party (at a bar / cafe) that had old – time celebrity look alikes. There was a young guy sitting at a cafe table, by himself, looking forlorn (?) / no expression, who looked like Michael Jackson when he first went solo. He was on my left, looking behind me.

There was a poster on the wall, on the left, behind him, of Muhammad Ali and Joe Frazier. Their look alikes stood in front of it so someone could take a picture.

I dreamt that I worked the night shift (at a witchery place?). I went out front at closing time. The businesses were in a row, all looking the same, as if they were warehouses with metal doors (garage looking). There were gates in front of all of them by the sidewalk.

I crossed the street, seeing no traffic / activity. I (didn’t) (find) found what I was looking for and decided to turn back around, returning to the job. 

I realized that a light had been left on. When I got to the door, a manager (?), anxious type, was coming out. I asked him a question (don’t remember), and he said, sure. 

I turned the lights off and got on my bike to go home. I started to go left, fog blocking my view. I realized I was going the wrong direction and so turned around. (The gates were all closed except the one where I worked.) 

The sidewalk, and the street area next to it, were broken up. There were heavy machinery vehicles on the street to continue the job in the morning.

I dreamt something about using a tablet.

I dreamt something about tables inside a building (where I worked?), and a guy moving them, upset a little (?).

Sinking

I asked the same question. All I remember is one of Ali’s black leather couch cushions falling into murky water, though the top was clear. 

There were two cars that were trying to drive through / in this water, with only the top half showing, knowing that there was stuff below to hold them up.

There was a pink 60’s Cadillac type vehicle that slowly sunk below, front first. I’m not sure if the female driver was still in the car, or not. I only saw the top of it. There was a man standing in front of me.

I dreamt of two females getting naked on their way to wherever they were going. I then became one of them, squeezing the small breasts of the other woman, who had her back to me. 

They  / we were in a darkened area, going to where there would be people. She then suggested to go to her house, which was across the street. I asked, or wanted to, which house was hers.

I dreamt something about four men excitedly wearing the top half of a sport costume.

(From Aug. 31, 2018 Rising)

I asked the shaman question. I dreamt that I was with a couple of people. I don’t remember the beginning but we went deep in water (ocean?) to be with the animals / creatures down there. 

I swam past the eye of a whale (humpback?). I thought it would scare me to be up so close, but it didn’t. It was looking at me as I passed. 

We went down there to be with the spirits. It didn’t dawn on me at first until we had come back up out of the water and then back down that that meant to die.

I dreamt that Ali and I were walking on a rising sidewalk (?) along a street that curved, such as when in the mountains. We were on the right side. It was dark out. The traffic started coming over by me, as if wanting to hit me. A big rig was the last vehicle that I saw. 

A black guy was walking / following (?) behind us. We had to stop at the curve / turn, which went to the left. There were emergency vehicles plus others in front of those that I didn’t recognize / get a good look at, whether civilian or otherwise. There must have been an opening up against the mountain wall for the vehicles to go through. A firefighter was walking away from the congestion with his head just slightly bent.

Ali was to my right with a (wool?) big dark blanket on. This black guy comes up to him and puts his hands inside the bottom. I was concerned about what he was planning to do. I then heard a lighter and realized that he was lighting a cigarette and didn’t want it to get blown out. He then walked up somewhere to the middle of the congestion. I told Ali to make sure his blanket wasn’t on fire. 

There were two men behind Ali, one directly and the other slightly on his right next to the other. They each had their own fire(s) going. I didn’t concentrate on them so don’t know more detail about them. 

The black guy was talking excitedly, trying to rile up the people that were there. I couldn’t see who was there but heard him. I anxiously told Ali that we had to leave and that I was warned. I repeated myself, a little louder so that the fireman could hear (why?), adding that I had a dream (did I?) that warned me, and thinking about this dream as I say this.

We hurriedly get down the street to where there is a curved path, again, slightly to the left between a stone (?) wall and stone (?) building. The pathway we came to was just wide enough for one person to comfortably go through. (Like in a castle.) Right after the curve / turn, there was an opening on the right that we could escape into. 

As we were walking through the path, I was in back, finding it hard / sluggish to move and I was wondering why it was hard to move. (I had recently read an article about this.)

As we were coming down the street, I could still hear the black guy and another man crying out, “Nooo”, as if being slowly tortured, or seeing someone else being tortured. I thought that maybe the black guy had followed us but didn’t want to check / look in fear that he would find us.

I dreamt something about mom sitting at a desk and holding up a small blue office phone and asking, “What is this?” ( Why was it there.)

The phrase “Temple of Love” came to mind.

In The Middle

I rephrased the question, asking “What date is it?” I dreamt that I was in a different country. As I woke I couldn’t remember but Latvia came to mind. I was sitting outside in the middle of rundown (?) / dilapidated (?) apartments (?). There was a space for a campsite. I saw a young boy (10?) with red curly hair (?). I saw another like him on the second landing of the second floor. I wasn’t sure if that was him, another boy who looked like him, or a twin.

There was a lady there with me. She was telling me that there were homes for sale for $1000, or less than $1 in that country’s money. 

She also mentioned that we could die (?) from stomach problems from being overweight. As she was saying this I was standing in front of an Adirondack (?) chair that had some Hershey miniatures on the arm that were starting to fall off to the left. I was able to catch them before they fell. I was thinking that I didn’t need them, they were just here.

As I was waiting to fall asleep, I saw a black woman coming forward, asking a white woman (didn’t see her) if she knew Henry Winston.

Anxious

Last night I asked who my husband is. One dream had water in it.

I dreamt that I was going to go on a date so I got there several hours early, not revealing myself that I was there. I had brought overnight things because that is what is done. As the time drew near, and I was getting ready, I decided that I better let myself be known. The guy was dressed up, wearing a light blue sweater. He told me that he had left me a message that he wouldn’t be able to make it that night. I didn’t get it because I wasn’t home. He was anxious for me to leave before the other person he was waiting for showed up. I was thinking as to how I was going to walk home with my stuff but knew I could do it.

I dreamt of a black beetle crawling towards me and then up my left arm and wasn’t able to get it off until it had crawled up a bit. I was repulsed by this crawling on me.

I dreamt that there was a hurricane coming. There was a family who left the area on their boat. As they were leaving, they passed by older men, on the left, lined up, facing behind them, in their rowboats. They were all friendly.

Someone had left their small white wavy / curly haired dog outside.

There were lots of people in a mall going about their lives and having fun, seemingly oblivious to the danger approaching. I was worried for them and didn’t they know that this building could be gone.

Right Before the Mother Dies 

(From April 25, 2015)

I am in England, with a couple other people. I am in awe that I am here, and yet, there are people back home, in America, doing their own thing (s). 

I am on an open train (?), taking a tour of Sherwood Forest, but up in the air looking down. It isn’t a forest though, and has metal red(?) horses situated here and there. I see tourists walking around. 

The train jolts, and goes down, like a theme park ride (The Simpson’s at Universal Studios), but I’m not too scared / worried. 

(From April 26, 2015)

I’m in Switzerland. I left on Friday, during the day, and ended up there on their Saturday, during the day. I was to leave to come back home on their Monday, and arriving here on Sunday. 

(From April 27, 2015)

I’m in a building, not big. The walls have small “holes ” / pocks. Two ladies have painted 3D motion pictures on the walls (where you tilt your head to see different pictures). One of them was of a black horse walking through / up / down (facing me) a stream. I got a little teary eyed, and told the ladies that it reminded me of Bambi, and then thought, “right before the mother dies “. 

Another picture was of a woman from shoulders up, wearing a coat with a fluffy piece around her neck. The ladies mentioned something to me about this one, but don’t remember what. 

(Ali’s dream)

I was being bossy, telling people they had to exercise / workout. 

(From April 28, 2015)

I’m watching a movie / show. The outside of a building has a blinking sign / letters because that’s how the owner wants it. 

Inside a / the building, two men have become aware that a body / person inside a drawer in a mortuary is actually alive. They have opened it up, and are looking inside. The scene is to the right of the drawer, same height, looking at the front of the men. 

Going Home 

(From March 27, 2015)

Theresa Caputo was here at RCC. A boy was also, I think. Her dad, and film crew were here. The college buildings looked more like a university. We were waiting to go in a building. I wasn’t sure whether to go up to her, or not, to ask a question, but I finally did. I asked her if we dream about something, water, does it always mean the same? She said yes.

We were finally able to get in. There was a small stairway to the right, with a wall around it, to get upstairs. I went over to use them, but it was a tight squeeze, so I didn’t use them (I had to go sideways).

We were in a theater auditorium to watch a production. There were people sitting in the first several rows in front of the stage. There was then a divider space for people to walk. There was caution tape blocking / reserving the first few rows of the seats behind the space, so I sat in the seat to very right, behind the sectioned off ones. Theresa hadn’t sat yet, and was telling me to move up. I wanted to say that I didn’t have a loud voice like hers (what does that have to do with moving seats?).

There were children (sitting behind me) with goodie bags from whatever was going on at the school.

There was a pond of dark water, with green moss(?) on top. A dolphin suddenly appeared, but didn’t bring its head up and out. Theresa, and a boy, jumped in.

(From April 21, 2015)

I’m a missionary, but I’m with either Baptists or Born Again Christian’s. My mission is coming to an end. I’m going home in May.

(From April 24, 2015)

Sasha Denton (don’t know anyone with this name)

Stability of the Building 

(From March 11, 2015)

I am lying next to a man, naked, on a bed. I am on the right side. He slowly starts to roll over to get on top of me. I say no, and immediately get up and dressed. 

I am holding someone’s baby, and need to give it a bath. 

There is a pool of water that is cleaning itself. 

I am in a building, not sure what floor, maybe top?, and I’m thinking it wasn’t made all too well. I’m not sure how long it’ll stand, even though the others have no problem walking around. 

There is a guy who has a cough, like a lingering cough. He wants to go to get it checked out. He has to wait, but he eventually does. I’m thinking that when he goes, he could mention the stability of the building. I don’t say it. 

Deborah (pronounce each syllable, ex coworker) is there. 

I mention to someone that if my hairs ( on my arm) were gone, my arm would look like a white snake. 

(From March 19, 2015)

I’m driving a car, speeding down a hill, brakes not working. I don’t hit anyone, or get in an accident, but others on the road do. 

The road finally evens w, but I’m still speeding. At one point, I can’t see what’s ahead, as if I was continually going around a bend. 

There’s a field that I’m finally able to go to to slow down. 

I can see for miles 

(From Feb. 14, 2015)

Greg, and Scot, had a younger brother who looked almost exactly like Scot. 

Greg was holding me, and spinning, in such a way so that I could stretch my legs out parallel to the floor, like dancers. At first I was worried about him being able to hold my weight, but realized he was doing it, then started having fun with it, talking a lot (I was quiet as a teen). Afterwards, I said, “See what a mission does / will do?” I’m not sure if he heard because he showed no recognition / validation of me saying it. 

Two E. M. T. ‘s came with a stretcher, but without the bed. There was a tall, skinny / thin male one, and a shorter female one. The male took some type of (crafters) glue, and put a strip lengthwise down the middle. He then put a board over it. This was to be the bed. After doing so, he went faint. Another female came out to check on him. As soon as she appeared, he popped back up, and she turned around. I thought that she should still check up on him. 

I was watching a Christmas episode of the Simpson’s. I don’t know if it had aired yet, or if it was a preview, but with “tighter” drawing. A lady, at a professional business building, on the main floor, was pointed out to her that she hadn’t put a Christmas tree up yet. 

I woke up with the song, “I can see for miles and miles”