Coach

I asked the same question. I dreamt of a girl putting a chicken in the oven. I asked her what time she wanted to eat. She said 8:30. I told her that it was 8:30 and put the clock at the correct time. 

There was something about mom wanting either me or dad to reach something on the top shelves in the kitchen. 

I dreamt that I was a coach of a sport that I didn’t know much about / how to play.

I dreamt about Ali and the Utah girl.

(From Sept. 1, 2018 Excited)

I asked the shaman question.

As I was laying in bed, Ali told me (in my head) that he wished he had a lot of kids. I asked him why and then I snapped out of it.

I dreamt of Patricia Richardson and that she had gained about 10 – 15 pounds, enough to notice that she had gained weight. I think I was watching her in a movie / show. She had pulled down a shelf (she was outside?) that had stuff on it. I wondered how the shelf could be pushed back up without anything falling off / down. There was a gun there. There was a small blue rocking horse toy near the back (bottom when lifted) corner. She seemed a bit agitated, don’t remember why. There was someone with her. 

I dreamt that I was at a hospital in the evening waiting for a doctor who was interested in me. He was a couple / several years older than me. I was in the empty hallway, thinking that anything could happen without anyone knowing. 

A lady worker who was about to leave was talking to me as if I worked there. I told her that I didn’t. 

An older woman, who did work there, wearing a mid thigh blue dress, and another woman, showed up to use the elevator that was across the hall to the right. The woman who was speaking to me was saying something to the woman with the dress. The dress lady got excited, and did a little shake and may have said something back to her.

The doctor came out and he pushed the button for the doors to open. There were young white people, in the elevator, who wanted us to go with them so we did.

The scene turned into a bunch of black people. A Michael Jackson song was playing loud and a guy was animatedly “praying”. I noticed that we were on a grated deck at the top of a stadium. I was concerned about safety. The doctor, or we?, had gone up front and sat with them. 

A rap then came on. I mentioned that I don’t care for that and moved to the back. There was a speaker up front close to where we were. Someone heard me and told someone to change the music / tune. It was then something that I could handle. 

Then for some reason (get away from the speaker?) I went to the back right. There were three black ladies and one was making disparaging remarks / comments about me / white people but I didn’t care because it was her issue. She then tumbled (?) to the right and the other ladies were laughing at her. They had no issues with me / white people. 

I then decided to go out of the room but had first noticed that if something had happened to the deck, it was close to the ground so there wouldn’t be much concern about falling / hitting hard.

After I left I noticed an older couple to my left. She was wearing two (?) inch high flip flops / sandals. I don’t remember what they / he was doing but their fronts were facing me. She was still several inches shorter than him and was standing a step, or two, behind him to his left. They had two young children, boy and girl, both blonde. 

I noticed that I was wearing pointed “punk” black shoes with black and white checked on top.

I dreamt that I was looking in a mirror at a sink (washing my face?). I noticed that hair was starting to grow again on the left side, which was lit. The hair was softer than before but not as soft as it used to be. I noticed a small red pimple slightly appearing above my lips on the right side. I didn’t have my glasses, realizing I had left them, but was still able to see. I didn’t look at my eyes. 

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Coach

I asked the same question. I dreamt of a girl putting a chicken in the oven. I asked her what time she wanted to eat. She said 8:30. I told her that it was 8:30 and put the clock at the correct time. 

There was something about mom wanting either me or dad to reach something on the top shelves in the kitchen. 

I dreamt that I was a coach of a sport that I didn’t know much about / how to play.

I dreamt about Ali and the Utah girl.

(From Sept. 1, 2018 Excited)

I asked the shaman question.

As I was laying in bed, Ali told me (in my head) that he wished he had a lot of kids. I asked him why and then I snapped out of it.

I dreamt of Patricia Richardson and that she had gained about 10 – 15 pounds, enough to notice that she had gained weight. I think I was watching her in a movie / show. She had pulled down a shelf (she was outside?) that had stuff on it. I wondered how the shelf could be pushed back up without anything falling off / down. There was a gun there. There was a small blue rocking horse toy near the back (bottom when lifted) corner. She seemed a bit agitated, don’t remember why. There was someone with her. 

I dreamt that I was at a hospital in the evening waiting for a doctor who was interested in me. He was a couple / several years older than me. I was in the empty hallway, thinking that anything could happen without anyone knowing. 

A lady worker who was about to leave was talking to me as if I worked there. I told her that I didn’t. 

An older woman, who did work there, wearing a mid thigh blue dress, and another woman, showed up to use the elevator that was across the hall to the right. The woman who was speaking to me was saying something to the woman with the dress. The dress lady got excited, and did a little shake and may have said something back to her.

The doctor came out and he pushed the button for the doors to open. There were young white people, in the elevator, who wanted us to go with them so we did.

The scene turned into a bunch of black people. A Michael Jackson song was playing loud and a guy was animatedly “praying”. I noticed that we were on a grated deck at the top of a stadium. I was concerned about safety. The doctor, or we?, had gone up front and sat with them. 

A rap then came on. I mentioned that I don’t care for that and moved to the back. There was a speaker up front close to where we were. Someone heard me and told someone to change the music / tune. It was then something that I could handle. 

Then for some reason (get away from the speaker?) I went to the back right. There were three black ladies and one was making disparaging remarks / comments about me / white people but I didn’t care because it was her issue. She then tumbled (?) to the right and the other ladies were laughing at her. They had no issues with me / white people. 

I then decided to go out of the room but had first noticed that if something had happened to the deck, it was close to the ground so there wouldn’t be much concern about falling / hitting hard.

After I left I noticed an older couple to my left. She was wearing two (?) inch high flip flops / sandals. I don’t remember what they / he was doing but their fronts were facing me. She was still several inches shorter than him and was standing a step, or two, behind him to his left. They had two young children, boy and girl, both blonde. 

I noticed that I was wearing pointed “punk” black shoes with black and white checked on top.

I dreamt that I was looking in a mirror at a sink (washing my face?). I noticed that hair was starting to grow again on the left side, which was lit. The hair was softer than before but not as soft as it used to be. I noticed a small red pimple slightly appearing above my lips on the right side. I didn’t have my glasses, realizing I had left them, but was still able to see. I didn’t look at my eyes. 

Answers

I dreamt that I was in my room (kneeling by my bed?) and could feel the negative entities in my body. I (almost?) yelled “Leave my body!” I did it 2, or 3 times.

I dreamt that there are 3 tests that have the answers in the book.

I dreamt that I was nude, laying / resting on / against Ali. My legs were bent up a little. He started rubbing my vulva, me starting to separate / open my legs.

(From Sept. 10, 2018 In the Mirror)

I asked about the voices. I dreamt that I had a 10 year old blonde girl and we were both looking in a mirror. Her hair was cut in a bob, like mine. I was a little saddened by this because I didn’t want her to be (exactly) like me, but to have her own path. 

(From Sept. 9, 2018 I Didn’t See)

I asked about the voices. I dreamt that dad had left some poop in the toilet and some was smeared on the seat. I think I told my mom so that she could clean it up.

I dreamt that there was an oldish rocking chair right at the top of the (10?) stairs, facing the people who will walk up, and it continually moved, realizing that someone was there.

I got upset and yelled, “What do you want from me?” and “Who are you?” I may have asked another question, but don’t remember. I didn’t get any answer / response and didn’t see who it was. Maybe it was someone from the voices? The chair then stayed still.

A guy then showed up and I told him that a ghost / spirit was there. When I started yelling, I thought that the others in the house would hear me and come see what was going on. No one came.

I dreamt that I was at a muffin shop with a couple people (family?). There was a grid display on the wall of about nine different options with their names, which I don’t remember. I chose the top middle. It was a dark purple (?), asking for it by color, then the name. 

As we were walking away, I thought / said, “I could do that”, meaning open up a shop with only a few choices. 

I dreamt that a girl with colored red hair, who worked at the Starbucks I go to, came back. I wanted to show her the dye that I have.

Not Sexually Attracted

Last night I asked “What is Mando’s relationship to me?” I dreamt that Ali said to me, “I’m not sexually attracted”. I was waking up when he said that so I’m not sure if that was the whole sentence. There was more to the dream before this but don’t remember it.

I dreamt of Morgan Freeman teaching high school p e class of about 10 girls. The class was in the afternoon. I was wondering if they were here in the afternoon because they had other obligations.

(From Sept. 13, 2018)

Spirit Collective came to mind.  (I had learned about animal communication and three paths that a person can take which will eventually use all three.)

I dreamt something about two different airlines and the stewardesses. A guy was in a restroom of one of them, having water flow over his face / nose. He was then told that he had to leave so he went to the other and drank. 

A lady was telling him how it works over here, him thinking that he already knows but obliges this lady.

I dreamt of a spider, tarantula size, making a cobweb net on top of a 4 – 5 foot rectangular shape bush. He rests on the right end / edge. 

A lady walks under the web, through the bush, trying not to touch the web but may have grazed it.

A nude blonde lady, don’t remember length of hair, has big round porno type breasts. She freaks out because she has been bitten and had a red welt on the inner part of her left breast.

She had somehow swallowed this / a spider that had an important key. An ambulance (emt) / firemen take her to the hospital. I don’t see the people who take her.

I then see the spider, dead on it’s back on the ground.

I dreamt of asking a guy if he could see my dad with his arms out and pretending to be superman. He says yes, he can.

I Had To Climb

(From Feb. 20, 2015)

I had to climb the outside of the house to the top to get inside to get to my room, which was at the bottom / basement. I wanted to ask my dad why I had to do this, instead of just going through the door at the bottom. 

Judy mentioned to my dad that there’s water underneath the house, making the possibility of me having to move into another room. I saw a hose with water coming out, from the neighbors (?). 

I asked my dad if the water damage, if any were going to be looked at before I moved, and he said yes. 

(From Feb. 21, 2015)

A children’s store painted pink inside. There is, or is going to be, a party there. 

A family, living in a wood / log home, is outside on their lawn. They are playing football, I think, but with a large water slide. No one gets hurt. I see the blonde mother smiling, and having fun (don’t remember who she is). 

One of the girls is wearing a tube top dress. I notice that it’s down a bit, and that she doesn’t have much there. She then pulls it up. 

There are small snakes, and lizards / iguanas on the side of their home. Someone takes one off, but not the others. I point this out, but to no avail. 

They have a fenced side yard. Donald Trump has come to speak with / to a small gathering. The pilot, of Donald’s plane, is sitting on his left. No one has showed up yet. Bart(?) reminds me that he was going to introduce me to him. I’m wearing a pink garden / wide brim hat. I’m not looking down, but not looking straight. Donald tells me to keep my head up. Bart mentions the pilot’s name, Leland. Donald is taken aback for a second, and says that he’s never heard the pilot’s name before. 

Wide busy street going up / down, N / S (for reference, don’t know if actually was). Side streets had to wait for their turn / move. Oprah is driving up / north. She turns left, turning into the oncoming traffic side. There are a couple of cars in line, on the left side of the street, waiting for the light to change. She moves to the correct lane just as / before more oncoming traffic appears. 

I Keep Going 

(From Jan. 17, 2015)

I was sleeping in bed. My mom comes next to me, and tells me that it’s time to go to bed. I don’t open my eyes. I want to continue sleeping. She turns off the small fan I have beside me. 

She then wants to show me a newspaper with an article about Oprah, who had brought an older (70’s?) black lady on her show (when she had it), who had taken care of three (at different times) returned vets. Oprah had brought one of them to the show as a surprise. When he started walking out, on the left, audience to his right, she ran over to him to give him a hug. (I was on set, watching.)

Deion Sanders was there, lying on his left side, propped on his elbow, facing facing forward, and to his right. The audience was to his left. He was wearing a tan /creme suit. The audience was chuckling at something, then he said, “No, serious, I’m / It’s not very pretty”, alluding that he had also gone to war, and come back disfigured. I couldn’t see anything different about him. 

(From Jan. 18, 2015)

Kyle was in water, some kind of pool?, and wanted to see if he could touch the bottom. It was a bit dark, but could still see. He wasn’t able to get to the bottom because of his wound on his stomach still healing. I was also in / under the water, and wanted to say something to him, thinking I might be able, as he was coming back up, but I wasn’t able to. 

While still dreaming, I was describing / attempting this dream to someone. 

The family went to visit Judy, who was in the hospital. She was in the right corner room. I didn’t want to go inside, since she isn’t connecting with me at the moment. I turned around, and saw Amy, facing Judy, there, as a patient. I didn’t realize she would be there, so I sat out there, with her, on a couch that was between her and the wall. She was hoping to be able to get out later that day. There were other beds around, with people in them, kinda like the e. r. 

She was watching a movie that had Emma Thompson (?). It was obvious, to me, that this was a recent movie, and not made when she was younger, as she had horizontal lines across her face, not too deep, but enough to notice. 

Emma had something hit her left side of the head, showing a red ribbon falling down the front. She said she was ok, then blood started coming out. Another scene, after time had passed, the blood had suddenly stopped previously, but then started back up again, getting all over the walls / place, which scared her. I told Amy I wasn’t going to watch. 

There was a path / road in between fences (?). I was driving the small white Toyota pickup I used to have (didn’t see), and stopped behind a semi without the trailer. I got out to ask the driver, who was standing outside, if I could make it, because there was a short distance that’s burning from the sun (temperature). He told me that, yes, I could, but that I (end up) keep going (not telling me, but acknowledging that that’s what I (usually) do). I decided to add water anyway so that the engine wouldn’t overheat. I then looked up, and saw the path / road going up a mountain to a castle at the top (like in movies). 

I was talking with someone, at my parents house, with Amy, mom (?), and I think others. We hear my dad punishing Steve, hitting, in another room. I firmly tell my mom to go stop him. We all go there, and I tell my dad, firmly and adamantly, to leave the house. I wasn’t sure I was going to have breath to speak, but I did, and I was surprised. 

The Mother

I am standing between benches, turned toward the back, in the chapel of the church, on the right side, speaking with someone. I am wearing an empire waist dress, blue / sea green(?) coloring, maybe some tiny flowers(?). My hair is dark brown / black, but looks natural. I have added some pounds (10-15/20).

A tall, big man walks in at the back. He sees me, and walks to the left toward a lady, to ask about me. Jovially / happily, she says, “Oh, the Mother”, and brings him to me, which by now I’m near the front on the left side, and introduces him to me. He reminds me of Kyle, intriguing me. I tell him, yes, I am a mother, thinking about my two children, thus the weight. Later on, though, I realize / tell myself that I don’t have any children.

This man has a Polish last name, with the weird spelling. He is funny, having previously been on SNL. His singing is beautiful, to almost being of an operatic quality, seeing him sitting where the choir sits, in the top row.

At one point, I am walking through a hallway, in the church, with him, and others, behind me. I’m having a bit of a difficult time walking, but not struggling, with a smile on my face when I look back.

There are some cards with names inside. Don’t know what for. I see mine, and the big guys together, mine having his last name. A man says it’s because he always sees us together.

I’m sitting outside, by a round table with an umbrella(?), watching two dark black bald men, who are about 20 yards away, get situated. I’m wondering what the big guy would say / do if he saw me looking, but also thinking it wouldn’t bother him too much.

I had put a sleeping bag outside, in the back, but forgot about it. Next thing I know, it’s raining, and Steve, as a young boy (11?), is in it. A church leader, who isn’t physically there, but can see him, asked how he is doing. Steve responded that he is fine, except for the fact that he can’t feel his fingers / hands, and toes / feet. He then covers himself. There is a small grave next to him, with something buried.

There is a line of Asian men, wearing black suits, holding red umbrellas, on the side of a mountain. I only see the faces of the first couple of them, as I see them from above. I don’t know where they came from, where they are going, or how many there are, as I assume that they go around the corner.

(From Oct. 26, 2014)

A tall, big man, who likes me, and wants to get involved, picked me up so that my back was against his left arm, and my legs over his right.

I’m worried about him being able to hold my weight, but then concluded that he could because of his stature.

(From Oct. 25, 2014)

I’m outside, taking a test. My teacher is Bishop Powers. He is enjoying the day, and is enjoying it so much, that he becomes overheated, and needs to lie down on a table. I mention to him, “I thought you had learned from last time”, or something to that effect.

While taking the test, we were able to freely converse with each other. I was one of the last two to finish. The test papers were more like a thin book stapled(?) together, and the pages were of varying shapes, sizes, and maybe colors. The questions themselves also weren’t thought out well. One of the last ones wanted me to put in order several animals, stacked upon each other, which included a hummingbird, turtle, and a cat. The longer I looked at this, more animals seemed to show up.

A guy appeared, as I was finishing, who sat as close to me as he could, on the right side, in an affectionate way. He looked a combination of Eddie Vedder, and a 7th grade t.a. We had taken a previous class together, and knew each other from that, but didn’t do anything outside of that class.

He told me he was from Provo, Utah, and he was what is known / called “Nu Essence”. He then took out, from his right pants pocket, what looked like a small jewelry box, and then got on the ground next to me, facing me. He said he was what was called “Level(?)”, which I might have heard of / about. I told him no, I hadn’t. He then started to explain. (I woke as he was doing so.)

As he was on the ground, I assumed that he was going to ask me to marry him. I was thinking I would tell him that we hardly know each other, but I was considering saying yes. I was also going to tell him that I would give him an answer the next day, as I needed to discuss this with Ali.

(From Oct. 24, 2014)

Ali was gone for several days, for something, and my dad was here with me. Shortly after going to bed, the alarm went off. I went to check it out, and by the time I got to it, it was turned off, and a guy from church in Moreno Valley was there. He came because some of the floor, in the kitchen(?), needed to be removed and replaced. I saw water underneath the house. He then left, but I told him the floor needed to be fixed, and he said it would be. Another guy, also from church in Moreno Valley, showed up to fix it.

The alarm was in a closet, and I saw writing, in black ink, written by a lady. Ali had smudged some of it, maybe so I couldn’t read it?

We had a large round, globe sized, chandelier, and two men were fixing the lights / lighting.

I was reading, in a newspaper(?), “The life you are to have will be”, or something along those lines.

Dad asked about death, if whether now, or at the end life, or both. I said both.

(From Oct. 23, 2014)

A female is parked in a white car, backed up. Not in a lot, but more like under an empty overpass. I don’t see her. She is frantic, on the phone to 911. She is telling the operator that a man is coming after her. The operator knows about this man.

The man, in a car, backs up to her car, speeding, crunching hers, then takes off.

I’m standing on the passenger side, by the back, a ways back. I see her falling out in two, but she is not a body, but more like two burnt circles. I think someone comes with something to cover her.

Black family, mostly women in their 50’s / 60’s, leave church early, as one of them is in a wheelchair, and they don’t want the other people to get in the way.

David Bowie is there, dressed warmly in a dark sweater. I ask him if Iman is ok with him being Mormon. He acknowledges yes.

We (including?) are at Oprah’s house, looking at her collectibles collection. She has some life-sized statues from different movies. She also has some things of Einstein.

I am riding in a rail train, with no top, with somebody else, inside this room. Looking down, I mention that the rail isn’t there, but then I see it.

I’m in Alan Alda’s bedroom, standing at the end, to the left (if on the bed). I think there might also be an orangey cat.

Alan is on the right side of the bed. He has on those square glasses with the big black frames. He is wearing striped pajamas, but I see that they are see through, and see what looks like white shorts underneath.

His wife is next to him, sitting up, with shorts on. She is skinny, so much so, that I can see a bone sticking out of her left leg, up by the hips. She has really short hair, and I wonder if she is gay. There are several different colored striped pajamas on the end of the bed between them.

Alan puts his arm over her stomach / chest area, bringing her down, wanting to get frisky with her. She mentions that I am there. I know they do other things, read, when I’m not there.

(Didn’t realize I had so much to write.)

Get Rid of Outsourcers

Get rid of outsourcers

Dr. J had become a doctor after basketball, but was now retired.

Things were going smooth with Judy, and I, then something happened, and we got into a verbal fight.

Coley had a pasta noodle going across his top teeth. I wondered why Amy didn’t tell him / say something.

I was sitting at the end of the table, waiting for dinner. Coley sitting to my left. Amy leaned over me, her chest in my face (I was leaning back to my left), giving Coley some food / drink.

In front of Ali, I walked naked to get something. I thought, oh well.

(From Oct. 21, 2014)

I was at my parents(?) house, dad sitting in chair to my left, watching the beginning of a soap opera. There was a lady on the phone, said a couple of sentences, then the camera panned to the left. A man had walked in to another man’s apartment. They were dressed up (being a soap opera) in expensive dress clothes. There were small spotlights at the edges of the door, on the ground, facing up.

There was a coffee table in front of me, I’m laying(?) on a couch, with a black digital watch, propped up, facing left. I saw the numbers 5 & 3, and thought it was 5:30. I then became a little anxious / nervous, thinking that I missed work without calling in (it was a new job), and that I hadn’t cleaned the house yet, and what would Ali think. Thinking it was that late, and not much I could do, I decided to wait, and see what happens. I then looked more closely at the watch, and saw that it was counting down the seconds, and the time was actually only around 1, or 2.

There were men outside, lined up in a row sideways, but with space between them. They had come in their trucks, to get paid for the farming they had done. The man I saw was about 10 – 15 pounds overweight, and tall. He was there with a younger boy (10 / 11?). They were facing front left, where was standing the man paying him, who also came in a truck, facing right.

The man getting paid had his hands on the other man’s arms, feeling them, because he had lost the majority of his sight during his working years, but could still see a little. His two fingers (pointer, and middle), on both hands, were shaped more like a sloth’s.

After the payment was made, the man paying, said to the worker, that he (worker) had been working there since (he said a name, but don’t remember) was a baby, talking about someone else.

The man getting paid, and the boy, were then in the truck, just sitting there, with the man on the left. I could then see that the man looked Hispanic. The boy then asked the man, presumably his grandfather, if he (the boy) could come pick up the man after work. The boy then yawned, and laid his head on the man’s shoulder. It wasn’t time for him to be at school yet.

The man was then at a restaurant, sitting at a round table with white tablecloth. He had a drink in his (right?) hand, waiting for his food, brought it up for cheers, looking at a sculpture of someone (Roman era type).

(Ali’s dream)

He was tickling me, while I was running circles around him.

(From Oct. 20, 2014)

Poland

(From Oct. 19, 2014)

Ivana Trump

(From Oct. 18, 2014)

I had a long sheet of hard plastic, which I was cutting into thin strips, but keeping them attached at the end. I then put it over some window blinds, to block out the majority of the sun coming through that fell onto a bed close next to it. The bed belongs to an older lady. I was only able to cover about 3/4 of the blinds, but it was enough.

The farmers are planning to walk away from their homes. I asked why, when it’s so close to the end of the month.

We, Ali and I, are renting from one of them. I thought to myself that we don’t have to leave now, even though they are, and will wait until the end of the month.

Forgot His Mission

The top part of my right big toe was chopped off, not knowing how. There was no blood. I wanted to get to the hospital to get it put back on. My family wasn’t worried / concerned, doing their own thing(s).

Somehow my lower right leg was in some black, thick, mushy stuff. I freaked out (in mind?), thinking it was tar, worrying how it was going to be taken off. I soon then realized that it was mud, and was coming off.

I worried how it would affect my toe, but nothing happened.

(From Oct. 16, 2014)

I’m at church, in Sunday school class with my dad, and I think Mark also. After a while, I go to another class where my mom is, and I think other family members.

My mom tells me that my dad was here, but left to bring back a test, but since he was in the other class, he had forgotten his mission / assignment. (He’s 77, and memory is fading.)

(From Oct. 15, 2014)

Gwen(?) had an operation to get rid of her female parts. She was no longer a fe/male, but just a regular person.

Ali is in bed, and told to look at the bedroom door, which is lit up. He goes over (was told to?), opens it, and at the end of the hallway to the right, a young girl (9 / 10) skips / jogs across from side to side, right to left, holding up a streamer / banner.

(From Oct. 14, 2014)

Travis

Laptop with a 25(?) inch screen, with a picture being drawn on a black background.

Delivery Went Well

I go back in time with a young woman, back to her house. I noticed a silver magnet on the fridge, worn by time. I can see that it says, “Blondes are (more?) intelligent / smart.”

In another room, she is standing next to a lady, who is sitting, and has makeup on. She is looking at me, intently, and I’m thinking that she looks like another woman.

(Ali’s dream)

We are walking, and see different colored flowers. I point one out, and he says that it is crumpled, and dying. He then sees a red one, and brings it to me, telling me he can give me more. I tell him one is enough, and that I don’t need anymore.

(From Oct. 4, 2014)

I see actresses, from one, or several, soap operas, together for a program on TV. They are sitting on white stadium like seating, but can only see from the chest up. They each in turn come to a microphone, and talk about themselves. One lady, wearing white, as she is walking back to her seat, looks at the camera, and mouths, “I love you”, while her body is facing to the left. She is buxom, as if she has implants.

The ladies are then having fun with one of the others, brunette, sitting up top. They are mentioning that the dancers were able to do their routine with no problems, but when this actress comes forward, she stumbled.

Another lady, wearing white, blonde, comes to the microphone, and is pregnant. She starts by saying that her water has / had broke(n), then starts to talk about herself when she stops, grabs her belly, slightly. There are firefighters lined up in a row to the left of the seats, who immediately get into action.

One of them either left, and came back, or had received a call, saying that she is fine, and the delivery went well.

He also has his young son there, who is tall like a man, and is wearing a suit. The firefighter, and someone else, are mentioning that the son isn’t allowed to get married until he is 18, 21.

The father, and son are then on the floor, on their stomachs, holding on to a bar of gold, slowly sliding it, to pick it up.

The lady who had the baby, is in a room, telling someone that she didn’t want to say who her doctor was (my mom’s), because he is strict / unfeeling (which he isn’t). Instead, she wants a Dr. Dotr.

Not sure if she morphs into my grandma next, or if it’s a different dream. My grandma (paternal) has swollen up (she was about my height, and thin), and I see the beginnings of sores on her legs. I mention to someone, I think, that they look like someone else’s.

(Ali’s dream)

The leader of Somalia is attempting to kill Ali. He has people flying over, dropping bombs. Ali then starts flying, shooting the planes down with a machine gun. The people are surprised that he can fly, that he has that ability. I tell them / affirm that he does.

(From Oct. 3, 2014)

(Earlier in the day, I was reading about seeing silver in the aura. Silver coins were mentioned, to tap into this.)

I see an ad, black background with white lettering, about someone giving away(?) silver coins. A guy, and girl, who were with me, outside, started walking. She has a backpack because the distance is a ways. I am frustrated with Ali for not letting me go. I then tell myself, “Joy, and love.” (That I should have it towards him.

I look at the ad again, and notice the last line, which you had to look to see because it was also black, mentioned that the person was in a big White House, and to look for it.

(From Oct. 2, 2014)

A guy, working for UPS delivering packages, has to drive a beat up small car, like a Mazda 2, for punishment for doing something he shouldn’t have. My dad, and I, are with him, sitting in the back, with me behind him.

There is something huge on fire, on the top of Chichen Itza’s El Castillo pyramid. It may have been struck from above. There are lots of people on the pyramid, who are now scrambling down. There are bars on either side of the steps, which also caught on fire. A man, after getting to the bottom, touches the bar to make sure it had cooled off.