Portal

I asked, “Can I go back in my past?” There was something about my knee(s).

I dreamt that me, Amy, my mom and dad (didn’t see them but knew were there) recently moved to a new place. There were some open near empty boxes of cereal lying down, couple of them on the side, on a top shelf. I think one of them was Life. There were some saltine crackers, along with open wrappers / packaging. I was thinking that dad was the one to eat the cereal. I had eaten breakfast and was feeling to eat some crackers with peanut butter, but didn’t.

Back in the bedroom, I was lying across the end of my bed, which was against the right wall. There was a dresser between my bed and Amy’s bed on the left, and a dresser at the end of her bed. She put a garment under her mattress where other dirty laundry was. She said something as she was doing so, but don’t remember.

She then was standing at the end of her bed and said something about that area. I responded, “Like a portal.” She agreed.

She had put a short brown extension cord under, and through, the bottom of the dresser between the beds, saying something about it being there / the placement of it, and about power (?). 

I was holding a water bottle shaped like a jug. Even though I was feeling a bit sick / ill I got up to refill it because there was a bit of cleaning to do in the house. The lid / cap was on the floor at the end of the bed.

As I got up, the front left leg of the silver tabby (neighbor messed with her back claws earlier this year) was “stuck” to the Siamese as she was walking. The tabby was acting as if it hurt a little. She finally got “unstuck” and I picked her up to rub her leg.

(From Aug. 11, 2018 Red Storm)

I saw 4 African guys / men at / in a restaurant (El Pollo Loco?) walking to a table. I was thinking, “If I was to go to Africa,” not finishing the thought. 

I dreamt that I was watching tv (?). I (?) was able to choose what scenario the people were in.

I then am calling out, barely at first, “Heavenly Father, help me so that I can live (my?) life.” I kept repeating this until I was loud enough for Ali to hear me (in the dream).

Zach River band

I dreamt that I was in a chapel, up by / in the stand, on the right of the microphone. Obama was sitting on the Bishop’s right side. He looked intently at me, and sinisterly said, “There’s going to be a red storm.”

The small congregation was black. There may have been one, or two white people / families? There were only about between 50 – 100 people. The people were standing? The words to the song / hymn they were singing were only “blah blah blah.” 

 I dreamt of a young black lady with small children (part of the congregation?) I was telling her that she needs to tell her girl (less than 8?) that she’s mixed because she’s going to find out. I then saw her toddler boy, with shorts, with chubby legs.

I dreamt that I was out in the (church?) parking lot. It was dark / night time. I was standing looking for my car, not finding it. I think I finally saw it but there were big cats there and I would have to pass them but was too scared to.

There were lions. I don’t remember the other ones. The lions weren’t paying attention to me. I only saw one but knew that there were others. The other one was intent on me.

I told myself to stay calm, that these were God’s cats (I think) and also remembering what Anastasia (Ringing Cedars books) said, that they are helpers to us.

This cat walked back and forth in front of me. A couple times I had a finger that would end up in it’s mouth (like when playing with pets), not getting hurt. The cat always stayed ferocious looking but never did anything to harm me.

I dreamt of being on a water ride on an innertube (is that what they’re called?). There were other people there. Judy was there, by herself. We were at the beginning, which was a circular pool that pushed us in circles, going faster each time, before being dropped a steep drop. I decided that I didn’t want to be dropped, and so was able to get to the side to get out. Judy continued on.

I dreamt that I was outside somewhere naked, doing something, bending down. There were others around. I didn’t care enough about them seeing me (as I usually am since the other times I’m usually thinner) to cover up.

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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?

Reverse

I asked if Ali is the father of someone who had a sex change. I dreamt that I was going in reverse in a truck having to go carefully slow because it curved to the left with not much space.

I dreamt of a lady about to turn right when her vehicle (80’s Jeep Grand Cherokee?) stopped. I was about two cars behind her. Cars were lining up behind us while she was waiting for help to arrive. They were getting upset. No one, including me, offered to help move her vehicle.

I dreamt of accidentally turning up the car radio volume up to around 22. I turned it down because I didn’t want to be like those who blare their music. I’m not sure if this was in the same dream, or separate.

I dreamt of trying on a black dominatrix boot on my right leg. It was so long / tall / big that I could only fit 2/3 in. I made a comment, to whoever I was with, that the boot feels / felt heavy. I didn’t see / notice any laces / lacing. 

(From Aug 2 16, 2018 Started To Change)

I asked the same question. I dreamt Briana didn’t want anything to do with me. 

I dreamt that I didn’t want to go somewhere / do something. Paul was wearing a suit. He went into a dressing room. 

A couple ladies went in there shortly after, not realizing he was there. They started to change, not getting far, when I told them to stop. They then saw Paul and that he had started to change out of his suit. He also hadn’t gotten far.

(From Aug. 15, 2018 African)

I asked who my power couple husband is. I saw a white guy introducing an African (?) guy. His name wasn’t pronounced but I took it as Robi / Robby Rochester. 

I dreamt of something being modified.

I dreamt of someone writing on plastic instead of the paper below. (Similar to the child art things where you draw on a plastic and then lift it up to draw something else.)

Left Behind

I asked, “What connection was lost?” I was being told something about being left behind.

I dreamt of being at a wood / log lodge with other people, on the way from somewhere, staying a couple days (or week) on the way home. It was Sunday. 

There were two guys in charge who were brothers. One was taller with a stronger build. The taller brother had planned something that he didn’t want the others to know (not sure what but not bad). The other brother told his wife, who got upset at the plan. The taller brother got upset at his brother that his plan had been revealed.

I was lying on a log / wood couch by the front door when they came in. The taller brother was getting after the brother for leaking the plan, and then left.

 I said something, scaring this other brother, who had a lean frame. I then apologized, saying that I thought they had seen me. I then brought up the couple who had gotten together because of being here, and not knowing how long it would’ve taken them if it weren’t for this excursion. I also mentioned that to the taller brother, becoming emotional as I was talking.

I had looked for some Christian music on the radio there because of it being Sunday, but didn’t find much to listen to.

I was sitting outside without a skirt, but did have a slip. I was thinking about my dreams where I was not ready to leave, so I told myself that I needed to get up and get ready.

I went over to the group, who were outside. Some of my cousins were there. I asked Micalanne where something of mine was. She would tell me different items where to look, in of them green, and asking her, “What (name of item)?

Close(r) To Each Other

I asked, “What does my husband know?” I dreamt of letting the kitchen sink water run, filling a small plastic container, getting rid of the green stale water that was in it. 

I dreamt that someone had my dad’s scriptures, adding their own notes, and had put my scriptures, open, in place of them. I was upset.

I dreamt that Ali and I had moved to a different part of town where the houses are closer to each other / together. We sometimes would drive down this road. It was getting dark from the Sun going down.

The house across the street, and to the left, had a chimney. It looked like Batman was sitting on it, shaped from an Italian Cypress Tree. He was looking my direction, bent over with his right elbow on the left knee. As I kept looking, I saw that it was just the top of the tree (on the roof?). The house on their right had Autumn decorations on the roof. 

There was a neighbor (didn’t see) who was pretending to be friendly, but was actually waiting to kill me. I don’t remember the details of how they were going to trap me, but it might have been them wanting to show me something.

(From Aug. 27, 2018 Twisted Sister)

I dreamt that I was at Amy’s. Kyle had come back from the hospital the day before. 

I woke up from sleeping / nap and realized that I had left the glass door open in the back, exposing the screen. This frightened me, thinking that Ali was right about the cats being able to get out. Luckily I looked around and saw them inside. Their outside friend was eating.

There was music playing on a radio. It was a bit loud so I turned it down. As I did so, white noise was playing. I was too tired to adjust it, thinking that I would hear voices, but never did. It finally went back to the music.

A doctor showed up to check on Kyle. He brought two sons with him. He had Kyle sit on my lap with his back facing me. I saw that his wound had healed but still a bit nasty looking. 

Kyle then went to the bathroom. He had an erection, which Amy saw. When he came out, he kept saying that it wasn’t fair, having fun with the situation. I was thinking that there wouldn’t have been much to see.

Kyle got dressed to go somewhere. He was standing, wearing sweats. I noticed that his weight had gone down, and maybe less than when we met. 

He was dirty but didn’t smell. I either said out loud, or just thought, that he needed to clean up before going out. 

I had a couple wounds that had healed, but I could still see the layers of skin, as if stadium seating. One was on the middle of the inside of my right foot. Seems the other was on my chest. 

Amy mentioned something about letting Kyle and I stay a little bit longer because of our situation, not having children. She was also letting us stay until we decided what we were going to do.

Something about going to dad to ask him something and I was going to call him “Papa”. 

There was a bottle of Martinelli’s on the kitchen counter left over from New Year’s. I took the top off, and some spilled on the counter. 

The doctor’s boys were standing by the spill. Luckily there were napkins and other paper products on the table to soak it up. Bubbles were then rising out of the bottle after I picked it up. I was watching them as if it had been champagne. 

The doctor asked how much it cost. I told him that I didn’t remember but was thinking that I may have gotten it at the .99¢ store. 

I looked down at my chest and saw something white on my left breast cleavage area. It looked like a scab / ash. I picked at it and a tube started to come out, as if being able to connect / plug me into something, so I left it alone, not knowing what it was / how far / where it went.

I went to see the doctor, who was still there and looking at a book at the table, to ask him about it. I noticed that I was wearing a shirt with snaps instead of buttons and the top 3, or 4, were undone.

I dreamt of Oprah wearing a light blue puffy jacket even though the weather was warm. She was helping children out of a school bus.

I dreamt that of telling people / person to take the (bullet?) train because it’s quicker and a straight shot. 

I dreamt of a guy who I asked if he was related to Dee Snyder from the music group Twisted Sister. 

Keep In Touch

I asked, “How do I get rid of the attached spirits?” I dreamt that I found out that Hollywood was going to pick me, but chose Beyonce instead.

I was with a couple other females looking in my mom’s bright white bathroom mirror getting ready for something.

My peach fuzz was back, with a little extra so that it was more noticeable / moveable.

One of the girls was asking me if I wanted her to write down something that I had been told (another blessing?) and I told her yes.

I then left the bathroom, letting mom know that I was finished.

I dreamt that I was in the city where there was a concrete ramp (?) that went down and curved to the right. There was greenery all around. There was a level area at the top. I was with a young guy and girl who were nicely dressed and playing around with a soccer ball.

He asked me about my pictures and I told him that I have them on several websites. He suggested I take sport(s) pictures.

I dreamt that I was with some people and they were talking about when there was a serial killer in Idaho who would first kidnap his victims. Everyone had to keep in touch every day.

I dreamt of physically watching the making of a Talking Heads video for “Psycho Killer” (?). There was a moveable model of David Byrne that was a stand in for him.

I dreamt of Ali negatively pointing out an overlapping stomach on a female.

I dreamt of being told of being divorced after 3 (years?).

I dreamt of being in (the back of?) someone’s car with one, or two, other people.There were train tracks parallel to our left and another lane on the other side. There was a line of cars ahead of us, moving slow, and then stopped (?). This guy was going a little fast and hit the car in front of him, not being able to stop in time, which hit the car ahead of them.

The car in front of us crossed over the tracks, to the left, into a dirt field, waiting for us. His car turned into a dune buggy when he crossed over. Cars kept coming on the other side, same direction as us, so we weren’t able to cross. The other guy then decided to come back over, behind the line of cars behind us.

I dreamt something about / with Drew and Jonathan Scott.

How To Pick A Partner 

I asked the question, “What should powerful moms (or was it parents?)  know?” I dreamt of a young (3 / 4) blonde girl walking on my right, going ahead of me. She was wearing shorts and I was noticing her long legs. I was wishing that I could go back in time and start over.

I dreamt of an old man, going deaf (only in the right?), asking if I would consider him. I don’t remember my response. He then gave me advice on how to pick a partner. 

I dreamt of Madonna as part of a British tv show. 

I dreamt of watching one of her music videos. She was skating down a street. I only saw the top half of her but knew that she was skating. Something caught her eye on her right. I remember seeing her eyeliner. I was wondering what it would be like to be her and to see what she sees.

I dreamt something about 4 (?) black young adults (2 male, 2 female?) leaning back in the trunk of a car, with it closed a bit. They left (don’t remember why) but had come back later. 

I mentioned to them that I didn’t think / wasn’t expecting for them to come back. The females were wearing wavy (relaxed wave) striped pants with a dark background. For some reason I asked one of them if those were animal prints, or just prints. She said that it was just a print.

Ali told me to only speak Spanish to him. I told him “No”.

Getting Over It

I dreamt of bringing my red winter pj’s in my room from the drying rack.

I dreamt of hearing Christmas music after Halloween.

I dreamt that the concrete backyard was connected with the cat thief lady across the street. She let the orange and white (tabby?) cat out and he came over to eat, as if he was famished. The bowl was close to the border of both properties. I stood by him.

She had a friend over who told her about the cat eating. The thief lady came out, or only peeked out. Her house was flat with sliding glass doors. I gave a look at the friend, or said, or both, “Don’t even (think about?) coming over / touching this property.” I then said to the thief lady, “Karma.” And a couple seconds later, “That’s why your car was stolen.” They were both back inside at this point, and I could hear noise as if their nerves were rattled.

I dreamt that I was in line for an (amusement park?) ride, which curved a bit to the right up front. There were about 20 + / – shoes in the front, which were on a couple steps up.

The line was moving slowly and knew it would be a while for my turn to come. 3 hours? I was a little bit worried about how long the people (Amy?) I came with would wait for me. Still, I stayed, in case the line picked up.

I dreamt of sitting (stationary? in a bus?) with Coley (sister ex) in front of me, and a lady sitting on his right. She had an open notebook with “cancer” written on the left page. She had / has it and had gotten / is getting over it. She was upbeat about it. 

I was looking at Coley’s shirts (two layers) and was noticing what looked like a woman’s garment top. I wanted to tell him that he didn’t need to wear it anymore (because of his lifestyle), but didn’t.

I dreamt something about turning on an old tv, that’s used for video games, and turning on a video game. I was with a couple people. I realized that I didn’t know how to move the player, and took a while to figure out how to turn off the tv, mentioning that I didn’t know / wasn’t sure how to turn it off. 

I dreamt something about driving over a puddle.

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. 

Husband Would Know

(From Sept. 12, 2018)

Last night I asked if my guides were aligned (in alignment?) with the gospel. I dreamt that I got a blessing and I was told that the floor creeks my room are from spirits who are comfortable with me. I was also told that my husband would know.

After getting the blessing, there was a white rectangular, vertical, room that I was still scared to go in.

As I was waking, I was thinking that if Schult didn’t get it then maybe I can. 

I dreamt something about listening to music on a circular radio. I needed help at first to find the radio. The electronic system(whatever it’s called) was kept in the dark instead of having it where I was. The cord though was exposed.

I dreamt that a guy, on my right, was talking to me (who gave the blessing?), as I was sitting, and I was conscious of my belly but I didn’t cover it with my shirt. Maybe I was waiting until he wasn’t looking? 

A couple nights earlier I dreamt of vague (sex?) dreams from a book I had just finished called “Kedesha”.