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I dreamt that I was in a shop, with other women, at the bottom of a Hilton hotel. I saw some (different shades of) blue necklaces hanging on a horizontal pole, maybe a foot above me. They were about navel length.

I then went to other places, to look around. I mentioned to a male worker there that I was new there. I then went back to the necklaces so that I could try one on. They were gone. I walked to other places, looking for them, but not finding them.

I dreamt of a Mexican man, with tattoos. Again, I was with other people. I don’t remember what we were saying but he said that he’s a chiropractor and he was from Oahu.

He had been helping a woman who was homeless and had two boys. He had found her a place to live. I saw her from the back. I noticed that she was wearing expensive winter clothes. I was going to judge her for wearing them but realized that she needs them to stay warm.

(From July 5, 2018 Tell Him )

I asked if Ali is a father. I saw the back of the Utah girl wearing a short / mini skirt with the bottom right lifted up (like when a backpack lifts shirt) showing her underwear. 

I dreamt that I was to marry a guy in the royal family. I was with a couple people discussing it. I then excitedly said, “Let’s go tell him”, so we went.

I dreamt of looking at a younger picture of me (on a screen?) with a couple of people. They were noticing my puffy cheeks.

I dreamt that I asked if some people have sex so that they’ll know what it feels like to have to repent. The answer was yes. 

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Not As Vivid 

(From July 26, 2018)

I asked for the name of the person Ali is a father of. I dreamt that I was somewhere with rectangular tables that were lined up end to end. I don’t know how many rows. I was there for instruction / education. I had put my stuff on the floor to save my space.

An older man then came and sat to the right of that space, barely giving me any room to sit. I was annoyed at this / him but moved my stuff without grumbling because of his age. 

I had a nice purse (?) under the table (blue handles?) and moved it to the back left corner of the back of D.I. where they had the items stored that were to go out on the floor. 

I dreamt that a young blonde woman (20’s) was getting married. She was taller than me. She was waiting for her husband who I saw but not as vivid as her. She had a belt, and I think eyelets at the bottom of the dress. I don’t remember the sleeves but think they may have been short.

I was wishing that I had gotten married when I was that young. I was thinking that they were getting married that day as it was the last day of the earth and they wanted to be together after death.

I was alone, no family / friends around me, but I wasn’t lonely. I then thought about how I had been married to Kyle and the scriptures about no marriage after death. I then saw cats and other animals / things on top of clouds, on the earth. 

I was starting to feel the vibrations inside the earth getting ready to explode. The animals / things on the clouds then slowly fell below the clouds. Everything / surroundings was white. I was thinking / wondering, “Weren’t we supposed to be lifted up in the sky before this happened?” 

 It was then my turn to fall down. It almost felt like being in a container, though I wasn’t, but I was contained. As I was slowly falling, I was pleading to God, saying, “Oh, God! Oh, God!” I then dropped onto another earth beneath me. 

As soon as I did, Steve went to a / the bathroom and when he did, poop started coming up through all the pipes everywhere, including the toilet that I was on, touching me and I was disgusted by that. I had a box of clothes to the right of me and I was thankful none got on the clothes and as soon as I thought that a little bit ended up on them.

I had ended up in Amy ‘s house when I dropped. Her back screen door slowly opened as if someone small was coming in, but no physical person was there. I watched with trepidation as it opened, swinging open to the left, outward. 

Ali was in one of the back bedrooms, looking like his bedroom, and I heard him make a noise as if being startled awake. I had a sense that he had “awoken” finally.

Didn’t Want To

I asked, “Is there anything Ali remembers where he questioned the relationship with that girl?” I dreamt that there was a bright light / it was lit up next to my head as I was in bed. I didn’t want to open my eyes / look.

I dreamt of Julia Roberts / Nicole Kidman sitting in front of me on my right, facing the bottom left. She was wearing big 80’s style glasses. The left side frame, and lens, were darker, as if shades / sunglasses. I was thinking that that was interesting. She was talking to a group of people about buying the San Mateo property (which had thousands of acres, in the 5 digits) and something about deductions.

I dreamt of walking into an older man’s office as he was pulling a black (file?) cabinet, on the left, next / near the wall. Seems that he was a counselor at a hospital. I saw that he didn’t have any arms, and thinking that if he can do that, then we with arms have no complaints. Seems he was lying down, and maybe the cabinet, as he was pulling it. I told him, “You know, you could have”, (asked for help, implied). I then saw that he had arms, but his hands weren’t formed correctly.

He then went to lie down on an aluminum chair, where the legs can stretch out. He was dressed as if at the beach. His secretary had big breasts, wearing a bikini top (all I saw). Her breasts were tattooed with big flowers. I was thinking that that must’ve hurt.

We were in a hospital room, don’t remember why. The Siamese cat showed up, and I asked her if she was ready to go. The other cats then showed up, including an orange and white tabby who has adopted us. He was hissing / growling at the man (?). There was also a white and tan / creme dog. The man was telling me something about the animals.

I was thinking about if I was to get together with him, would I have sex before marriage, or would he be ok with waiting until after? How would he react when he saw me?

I dreamt something with John Candy.

One Last Load

I said to give me a clarifying dream of who my husband is. Before falling asleep I saw a woman nursing a baby on her left breast / giving her breast to the baby to nurse. 

I don’t remember the chronology of these dreams so I’m writing as they come to mind.

I saw a wet black dog lying on the ground. Seems it was during “cowboy” days as there was one several yards away, with a horse, in back of the dog. I mentioned something about the dog being wet, then noticed some water to my left that was several feet(?) deep. As when it rains and the ground isn’t able to soak it up. 

I dreamt of a short Asian lady spirit going in clockwise circles around a round table. There was something about a seance (even though nobody was there) and someone’s relatives. I started walking to her, making strange noises, speaking weird words, to get her to leave. She never acknowledged me until I got to the table. 

I was telling Ali about a dream I had (I’m still dreaming) about him having rifles and one was hanging on a door. It had one last live round that needed to be shot. (I think the spirit lady said that it needed to be shot.) He also had a couple single rounds on their own out in the open. One of them he accidentally dropped.

I dreamt that I was watching Chesapeake Shores (Hallmark). The family was sitting around the table reciting a poem. They did this every so often because they love the poem, and so they wouldn’t forget it. 

The girls of one of the characters, along with their grandmas (great also?), were down below on another part of the property. Either one of them, or someone from the rest of the family, mentioned something about eclectic. The two parties were close enough to hear the others conversation. 

I dreamt that I was married to an older man (60’s / 70’s). I was sitting and he was standing in front of me, on my right. I undid his zipper and slowly pulled his pants down. He took hold of my breasts. I saw what looked like a thread pulling away from his penis. I smelled urine, and saw a bit on his underwear or his pocket. He was small and shriveled. He made fun of this. I didn’t want to go any further after smelling the pee. 

I dreamt something about Mando at work and then using the restroom.

Mark wanted the family to go to Utah to say goodbye to his family. I was thinking that I could get off work somehow so that I could go. We were by the restroom where Mando was. I reminded them of this and they became quieter.

Pleading

A couple killed a man (relative?) with a pick while he was sleeping. The woman had the pick laying on his chest then slowly dug it in. I had pleaded for them not to do it. Because of the way it was done, the police believed that it had been done several hours before. The couple were nonchalant about it after. When I woke, I wondered why I didn’t report them.

I dreamt something about a pool cleaning truck driving by, from right to left.

I dreamt something about being in a small plane / jet with Mark. There was room to move around.

I dreamt something about ants crawling over my change.

I keep forgetting about a dream that I had several days ago. I was urinating, and it then turned into (menstrual?) blood, which then seeped out onto the floor. The blood looked like it does when some of it is clear as if it was mixed with egg whites.

Robin Williams 

(From Feb. 24, 2015)

I’m in a flower shop when a guy, who had ridden his bike there, and had come in through the workshop / stockroom, asks me if Alex (name Ali gives to workers) is here. I tell him, no. He then goes to leave, and I notice flowers, in own bags, against the door to the back. 

There are white flowers (tulips?) laying on the floor of the workshop. The door, going to, had gone from a regular size, to a garage size. 

(From Feb. 22, 2015)

My body had slowed down, being infected. Ali told me that it’s a sign that he’s going to infect me, getting me pregnant, at 11 pm. I said something like, “Oh, really?”, not believing him. He then responded in the affirmative. Instead of going back and forth, I said okay, knowing he would be asleep at that time. 

Gwen Stefani, and her twin, were going to jump from some sort of moving platform, high in the sky, into (pool) water below. At first, I just saw Gwen , riding a horse. I was worried about the horse. The horse then changed into a cabriolet car. The (horse?) was gone, and her twin showed up. They were both singing. Her twin backed up to her. There were people watching, saying that she wasn’t going to make it, etc. I then told them to shut up until they jump before speaking again. 

(From Jan. 25, 2015)

A bunch cats. 

Robin Williams and his wife were married, but there was no relationship. He had lost all hope in life. 

I read a letter he wrote to me, stating how he had wanted to have a relationship with me. 

He was involved with a production, play(?), behind the scenes. At one point, he was in his dressing room. I urgently told several guys to go check on him, because I had a feeling he was going to harm himself. (This dream woke me up, and I wanted to cry for him. Writing this makes me want to cry.)

Without a border

(From Dec. 23, 2014)

There was a steep concrete ditch without a border to keep anything from falling in. Ali, and I, were walking by it, where there were pebbles all over the ground. He was talking to a couple other women, enjoying being with them, more than me. I lied down, waiting for him to pay attention to me. Eventually he came over.

Kyle, and I, were going to get married, as also another couple. We had to be shipped off to a different state to do so. I don’t remember where the other couple went, but we were to go to Oregon, which was at the bottom of the states, to the left of Texas.

Some of my cousins came down for it. While waiting to be shipped off, I was participating in the different activities taking place. I was in a pool, and Joy showed me a hole on the top side where air / steam / water was coming out, and she told me that it was warm.

(Ali’s dream)

We were at Amy’s, and I told him to come down to mom and dad’s area so that I could give him a bj. He didn’t want to at first because of the family being there. After he finally did come down, my mom called out to me.

(From Dec. 30, 2014 Ali’s dream)

There were two police impersonators here who wanted to handcuff Ali. We were telling them that they can’t do this. Ali asked where their badges were. I said something about having them on video. They left, and we were going to report them. I said that I needed to get one of my shoes.

Russian

(From Dec. 26, 2014)

Russian

(From Dec. 28, 2014)

(Night before I asked what do I do to support myself)

There was a bumpy hill in the backyard, the house being at the top. There was a tabby cat, on the left, lying on its back with the head upside down, and then turned to look at me.

Amy was there, and I told her that she should see Ali with the tiger (with black stripes).

There was an industrial looking fan, with a space between the blades, and edges. I was putting / dropping down gold coins through, and one got stuck.

Ali, and I, got married, then had sex, and it was ok because we were already married. Later (how much?), I was either thinking of getting a divorce, or we were going to get divorced.

On the hill, there was a single colored fox, rusty?, that I petted a couple of times, then it laid on its stomach, and worm size sausage looking links of poop came out.

I was topless, and my body was green. My nipples were half way down, and when I covered them, my body looked like a man.

(From Dec. 31, 2014)

Someone was reminding / telling Richard Branson , while standing on a balcony, how / that he likes/d Miami.

Kyle was lying next to me on the bed, naked. I was playing with him.

Reggie Dawson (don’t know anyone with that name)

Briana

Travis. I thought I was supposed to see him on the 18th.

A tall thin black man wanted to steal my trench coat. As he was leaving, in the dark, talking to us, I was looking at his dark blue / black knitted sweater he was wearing, making sure it wasn’t my coat.

Killed

(From Nov. 19, 2014)

Ali, and I, were going to go somewhere, but he wanted to stop at a corner house in the neighborhood where loud music is played (isn’t one). I don’t know how, but they killed him. When he got to the hospital, a guy who used to be his student, was there, and because of the respect this guy had for Ali, he was telling, straightaway, the others what to do / get.

I was feeling down because of this, and was somewhere where I saw Kyle, and he was going to get married to someone else. I was wondering why he wasn’t / wouldn’t get married to me. If only he was getting married to me.

Dale Bryson (don’t know anyone by this name)

(Ali’s dream)

The Mexican neighbor, and the guy who has been working here, broke into the house. We didn’t see them. They broke through the glass sliding doors, with shattered pieces everywhere. I saw a flashlight that was still on, and knew it was them who did this. Ali got on the phone to the police.

(From Dec. 4, 2014)

The Strangest Secret had a section about black history, which in turn had a section titled, “Who Holds Your Money, Part 1”.

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.)