Death / Darkness 

I asked again if the Utah girl was the spirit lady. I was being shown how they both said, and did, the same things (from what Ali told me).

I dreamt of a b&w kitten in a filled up glass measuring cup of water. I was showing it to someone(s). I realized that it had died because of the water, but then remembered that it was barely breathing to begin with. I was saddened by this but I wasn’t devastated.

 I dreamt of watching a movie called “Darkness”. I saw death, as a normal person, “chasing” a girl, who wasn’t able to outrun him. She finally exhausted herself and gave up.

 I then saw his right arm slowly lift and point, as if he was the camera. He had skeleton fingers like the Ghost of Christmas Future in A Christmas Carol. I then saw the girl wrapped in burlap (?) and dropped to the ground.

I dreamt that McDonald’s had started offering healthy /ier foods, which helped a location in a bad neighborhood, to be more successful. I asked a lady something about the owner, who was there helping out. She may have been his wife.

I dreamt of being at the church and needing to use the restroom. I went to the hallway on the right. I couldn’t find it. I walked up and down the hallway to make sure I didn’t walk too fast and miss it. I finally saw a door that said it used to be the Bishop’s (?) office.

I dreamt that I wasn’t wearing my glasses and my vision was blurry but clear enough to get around. They were in a room with my purse. I was searching for my glasses everywhere but where they were.

I dreamt of being in the chapel and the choir was going to sing. Someone said that if anyone wanted to come up and join them, they could. A group of women, holding the words, got up. 

There was a black guy, and family / wife, sitting up front, more to the right, in the congregation. He was in his 50’s / late 40’s, with some weight on him. He was wearing a lavender (?) shirt.

 He asked one of the guys sitting up on the stand, the McDonald’s owner, something but I don’t remember. He smiled and nodded. I was thinking that the black guy was either a new member, or he was just investigating.

I was sitting in the back behind the pews. There were two women standing, in my left, facing me, both nursing on their right breasts, covered. I was thinking that they were tall, or looked tall because I was sitting. The one on the left may have had long blonde hair. 

There was a couch / loveseat in front of me, facing me. There was another lady lying on it, with her head on the left. She also was covered, nursing a baby.

I wondered if I would see her breast when the baby let go, but she stayed covered. She then rolled on to her left side, cuddling up to someone else.

I dreamt that the wife on The Little People (TLC) was related to a guy in the 80’s group “El Dido”. She said how, but I couldn’t understand her.

I dreamt of a being with some women / girls. A wealthy lady came over, showing us some of her rings that she had in a jewelry box. She was letting us take one to keep.

I took one, and then a little later, I took another one that was wood with a design / carving on it. I was deciding which finger to put it on. The others gasped, were shocked when I took it.

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Wait

I asked, “How do I go back to my past?” I dreamt that mom, Amy, and Carla (Starbucks customer) all had cancer and had to wait for New Year’s for the results.

I dreamt of a house behind a black iron fence. There was a huge boulder (mountain / hill) to the left of it, and a pool to the left of that. There was a space in front of all of these for people to walk through.

I dreamt of being in a church. There was an African family and they had been given an old African song to sing. They weren’t sitting next to each other. When they were singing, I could feel the power of their voices.

(From Aug. 7, 2018 Danger)

I dreamt that I was sleeping during different flights to different states though the last one I was awake at the end of the flight. 

I dreamt that there was a rectangular hole in the second floor of a house (?). A young guy took away an iron gate that was by it. I was worried that there was nothing to warn others of the danger of falling through.

(From Aug. 6, 2018 Gather My Thoughts)

I dreamt of an overweight youngish black lady with newborn twins on a tv commercial. 

I dreamt of Tracy in a gymnasium, asking if she’s seen Steve. She asks what he looks like. I say that he has blonde, Marine style hair, short. She says that I can stop remembering there. I don’t remember if she had seen him or not. 

We’re going to Mark and Val’s baby blessing. I was in a bit of a hurry to get going. 

I had two different, but almost the same, blankets for two different beds. 

There was something about (a) toy train tracks?

I dreamt of newborn kittens dieing and seeing a mother eating a kitten, with the head in her mouth. 

I dreamt of little girls singing and watching them with other people. There was a guy there with black hair, shoulder length, with his son (pre – teen?). I thought this guy might have an interest in me but I wasn’t sure.

I dreamt of dropping some papers and the top one had a religious poem that I had copied. I was a little anxious at people seeing it, that they may have thought I had written it. I didn’t do anything, watching to see what happens. A lady gathered some of my papers and put them on top, helping me gather my thoughts (?).

Watched

I dreamt that dad’s demeanor would sometimes change, like Dr. Jekyl and Mr. Hyde, into something evil / sinister.

 One night, he and my mom had gone out on a date. When they got home, mom immediately went to bed and fell asleep. I went in to tell her that dad was trying to kill me. She was too tired  to do anything.

I dreamt something about fossils embedded in a tall rock formation, and an Asian girl there was the winner. I wondered why she was the winner.

I dreamt of a tall girl with long blonde hair whose every move was being watched by an older man. 

She went to an exercise / dance class and the music wasn’t playing. There was some outside / in another room, so they went along / moved to that. The instructor wasn’t there, but they knew the moves.

Looking down from above in the back, this girl is wearing dark blue clothes (knee length sweater / cardigan, and hat). She walks into a darkened theater / auditorium, out through the back doors. She walks back in, going through a door on the right, having to turn to the right to go out. 

She comes back in, and starts to walk up to the back, showing her face for a couple seconds then turning her head to her left, as if to hide. She has short (ear length?) brunette hair.

As she gets closer, we see that it’s actually Paris Hilton with a wig. She gives a brave chuckle at the camera, then gets scared. 

She rushes to some futuristic type “pods” that are several feet in front of her. There were a couple other friends of this blonde girl, who helped her escape, who were waiting in these pods, for Paris. 

These pods were metallic, and were structured similar to theme park rides where a (door / gate?) comes in front of you and then a piece on top so that you’re covered / hidden. The pods are on their own individual tracks.

After they take off, to the left, a police car, in his own type of pod that shows the sides of the car, shows up, slowly passing through from left to right. 

I then realize that I had been watching a movie when the original girl is shown, wearing Amish type clothes, without the hat (bonnet?). Her hair was shoulder length brunette. Utah girl?

Stuck

I asked, “Were the voices involved in my (poor) performance in school?” The song “Stuck on you” by Lionel Richie came to mind.

I dreamt of lying down, being covered with a blanket on a couch, my head to the left. I may have slept there. Two boys were standing several feet in front of me, playing with their model / toy trucks.

I was worried that I may have been naked so I checked and saw that I was wearing my garments. I was relieved.

I dreamt that I was driving, not sure if Ali was with me. There was a road that merged into where I was, on my right. A car / pickup came from behind, cutting in front of me.

The traffic stopped, so I slowly got up close enough to lightly tap / bump the car. An undercover cop was nearby. He got out of his car, wearing clothes with white. He started walking towards me. I was thinking that I was in trouble but he went to someone else.

(From Aug. 13, 2018 Path)

I asked for the meaning of Mando. I saw a path between two rows of thin trees. I saw other paths, but this is the one I remember.

I dreamt of a pile of grass. I was by it (to check it out?) and got caught inside. It was high enough, and heavy enough, that I needed help to get out. 

There was a lady, who had a rope, and some other things, inside. I got tied in / with the rope. She was planning on killing me. I was crying out for help (to God?). A lady on the outside pulled me out.

I dreamt of an older couple in a hospital. The wife had stopped breathing. The husband soon died after. Several minutes passed and the wife started breathing again and (was) back to normal.

Open Palm

I asked the same question. I dreamt something about a man who hadn’t taken time to be with his family but then changed and decided to be with them more.

He was looking at a note that he was given that said, “You don’t get a (?). You get a life.”

I saw a hand sculpture up on a (file?) cabinet / storage (?). It was the left hand and wrist. The hand was bent back with the palm open.

I dreamt of being in Los Angeles at night at a Greyhound bus stop (not the station). There was a college behind it, shaped like the beginning building at the Rose Parade, up on a hill.

I saw a guy / character between the college and the street. He was standing on the steps / platform and then walked up to the right, back to the college.

He was taller than normal (on stilts?), wearing a ground / ankle length robe, and a mask over his head. He looked like someone who would be at the Bohemian Grove.

There were then people walking down from the college, coming out from church services.

Barbie was walking past me, so I asked her the name of the school. I don’t remember what it was.

I don’t remember why I was at the bus stop. Something involving Ali. I was on the bus, talking to someone (?). I was about to get off when it started to move. It had those strips to push when wanting to get off, so I did, not sure how far I would have to wait for the bus to stop. The bus was going North.

The driver was a bald black man. He was driving fast, not slowing down for turns, almost tipping the bus over. At this time I was standing and the people in front of me were on the floor doing something. I said out loud, “God help me” , or to that effect, addressing God. The bus became quiet and the people looked at me as if I had said something wrong.

I was then off the bus. The area was around Valley College in San Bernardino, but was in Los Angeles. I knew I could walk to where Ali was but didn’t think it would be safe, as it was (getting) late at night. I had no way to communicate with him.

I dreamt of looking at pictures of a black panther. One of the pictures was of him behind a green frond. His yellow eyes stood out in all of the pictures. I think I was talking to him, saying that I can see him.

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.

Devastation

Last night I asked, “What won’t go any further?” I dreamt that Sara lit her short dress on fire which burnt up within couple seconds. She said something as / after she did this. She was not harmed.

I dreamt that I was at a school, outside. Ali was there standing in a line for something. 

There was a woman watching her granddaughter, who had red hair, as her daughter was in this line.

There were two females, maybe the granddaughter and another lady?, who were wearing striped pants of different colors on a white background.

There were also students there, and I had to question if it wasn’t Saturday. They were getting a flyer booklet (?) that were in pockets / file holders on the doors. They seemed to be fun educational material. I didn’t take one so I’m not sure. 

As I was walking under the cover (over the pathway), I realized that if I straightened up, I would hit it. 

I needed to go to room 239 which was at the end of the path, and to the left. I had something of mine inside. I knew what it was but don’t remember as I didn’t go in.

There was something about crafts and me telling someone that smokers could be doing these instead of smoking. 

I dreamt that no one won the mega lottery (no one did) and that it went over $1 billion (it has). I was devastated.

I dreamt of turning left into a plaza where El Pollo Loco is, where we eat. The name of the street was Phoenix (it’s on Philbin).

I dreamt of being in a tattoo shop trying to decide which one to get. I finally decided to go with a Taurus and told the female artist to show me what artwork she can do.

I dreamt of insects, with bodies that looked like logs / poles / posts, were flying above Ali and I at night.

Lottery Could Be Added

Last night I asked the same question as yesterday. I dreamt something about basketballs and the lottery. I saw three men sitting. Two on the left were facing to the right. The first guy threw a basketball over the head of the guy in the middle. 

There was a separate guy who was agitated saying something about the lottery could be added. I think to some contest that was going on.

(From Sept. 10, 2018 Looking In A Mirror)

I asked who the voices are. 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. 

No Trouble Standing 

(From May 30, 2015)

I was on a bed, on the side of a very steep green mountain / hill, with my head towards the bottom. There was a horse, up near the top, feeding. The mountain / hill was so steep, that I was amazed that I wasn’t flipping over. 

(Ali’s dream)

We were hiking Runyon Canyon. He said to me that he liked my voice, that it was unique. The other people then started telling me that they like my voice, surrounding me as we were walking. Ali was thinking how he was the first to say it. 

(From May 31, 2015)

I’m standing, with other people, barefoot. I’m noticing that my toes are stubby, about as long as the first knuckle, whereas the other people have regular size toes. I have no trouble standing.