Old Man

(From July 22, 2018)

I asked for the name of the Jewish neighbor. I dreamt that I was driving a vehicle, something like a double decker bus, but not. There were a bunch of people. We were going to a church conference.

At times, the brakes wouldn’t work, or were slow to work. One time while going backwards, I just gave up and let the vehicle stop on its own. It didn’t crash. 

The / An old man came on board wearing a suit and accompanied by a large black dog. I was surprised that he would be here, and mentioned it to Ali, though I didn’t see Ali.

My mom was there and about 3 of her top buttons, not consecutive, were undone so I mentioned this to her. She let it go, making a comment that it happens all the time.

(From July 21, 2018 Didn’t Recognize)

I dreamt that I was on the street my parents last owned a house. I was down at the end that was in front of the house. 

There were migs / MG’s slowly appearing on the streets. One of the first ones I saw had females in it and stopped them to ask if these were those vehicles. They didn’t know / didn’t answer.

 The cars all looked as if part of a race but continued to drive these streets. I noticed that one was a Mercedes. I didn’t see / recognize the maker(s) of the other vehicles.

One of them had a white zippered covering surrounding it. A man standing next to me mentioned that it was full of Catholics, but he used a different variation of the word.

There was a piece of paper on the sign at the left corner saying that they were to be at a certain venue later, at 11:22. I had been excited this whole time.

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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.

Escaping

I asked, “When will Ali wake up?” I dreamt that I was remembering dad at church in (gospel doctrine?) class standing up and giving his testimony and I became emotional as I was remembering.

I dreamt something about a young mother and baby “escaping” from a crashed wooden boat / ship, not being found when the authorities came, reuniting with her deceased mother.

I dreamt of a woman wearing a clown wig under her regular short hair “old woman” curled wig, showing just enough above her left ear for people to see that she was gay.

She was holding her mom’s clutch purse (dark grey sparkles?) while her mom went to do something else (bathroom?). She was reading the inscription inside, “To Debbie” . Not sure if there was more. This clutch had been her sister’s, who had escaped / jumped the ship. This lady had blue bug eyes, and the profile showed a dot “placed” where her pupils go. 

I dreamt that I was giving recognition to all the postal workers who work day after day in all weather conditions, being mentally and physically tired at the end of the day, supporting their families.

Must’ve Done This Before

I asked, “Is it possible to go back and change my past?” I dreamt of seeing an older man go back in time, around 7pm. The scenery, surroundings where he was standing, kept changing as time was reversing. At one point, he was standing in the middle of a house. His clothes also changed. A grey top hat was added, and a soft grey felt (?) / wool sweater. He must’ve done this before since he knew what would be happening.

He ended up in a bar (?). I only saw several standing people, in a line, horizontally(?). Looked to be about the 40’s. There was a younger guy on the left with his right bicep bandaged up. There was blood soaking through / had soaken at the bottom. The young guy had somehow had his bicep cut, vertically. He had cut a small portion open at the bottom, for sympathy. This, though, wasn’t who the older man wanted to see.

The man he wanted to see was next to this man’s left (?). He was a quiet man. The older man asked him something, almost a whisper, but a little louder. This second man seemed to crouch down inside himself.

I saw a black cutout outline picture of Marilyn Monroe kneeling / bending down, about 10 – 20 feet to the right. I was thinking that I hadn’t seen this one before and wanted to take a picture and share it, but I didn’t have a cellphone or tablet because of the technology not being invented yet. I was bummed.

There was a small area for shopping with a man behind a glass counter, with a female helper. I returned / gave back something that was yellow, or had yellow in it (?). I looked at the small narrow receipt, like the ones given at gas stations / convenience stores and saw that it was $7. 

I said that I should be getting that amount back. This man said something about not being able to give a refund, having to do with a fringe (?) and because it was yellow (?). He said that that’s how it is everywhere he’s been. I was thinking that that may have been his experience, and wanted to say that I’ve never had that problem / experience, but didn’t. I don’t know why.

Open

I asked the same question. I dreamt that the house was on a slight hill. The garage was open and empty. Ali was in the car, just outside garage, waiting for me. I was going to close the door then go out the back door, which is on the left. I don’t remember why I didn’t.

I went out to the car and tell Ali what I had wanted to do. The car was turned off. He wanted to back the car to the right where there are rocks / gravel. I wondered how he could do that with the car not turned on but he was able to do so somehow. He then said that he wanted to think about it.

I dreamt something with a manager / owner of a food place next to Starbucks. We were sitting at a rectangular table at the left side. There was someone on his right, and someone on my left. As they were talking, he leaned across the table, looking at them. I thought, “Ok, whatever.”

 I dreamt something about technologists creating digital / projection versions of ourselves, which cost $99 / day, and that was the cheaper / inexpensive version.

(From July 30, 2018 Snare)

I asked for the meaning of Mando. I was told that the relationship between Ali and the Utah girl was a snare.

I dreamt something about Amy wanted to take something from me. 

I was thinking that Lauren and Ashley belonged to Val, then realized that they didn’t.

(From July 29, 2018 Protesting)

I asked when Ali is going to “wake up” to who the Utah girl really was. I dreamt of people lined up on a sidewalk protesting. I don’t remember what for. 

I was across the street at the crosswalk / intersection, on the left. Walid (Facebook) was there speaking to someone, on my left who I didn’t see, in a different language, thinking that he was speaking to me, then realizing that he wasn’t.

Ali crossed the street to where those people were. The light was changing, so I waited until next time. I don’t know if I crossed.

I dreamt of Mando wearing black shorts, standing in front of me with his back towards me. 

Amy lifted them up somehow from the bottom, as if he was wearing a skort. She was saying something about me wearing them and that I was the same size. 

I dreamt that Ali was seductively whispering in my ear, “Pussy is the loneliest number.” 

Floating

(From yesterday)

I asked, “Can I go back and change my past?” I dreamt of being under water and seeing an octopus. I also saw a squid and other octopus (?) that were dead, floating all next to each other with their skeletons visible. 

I dreamt that I had a hole on my right forearm up by the inside of my elbow. I may have picked something, which caused a hole. My cells then started to come up and out. I was able to keep them from coming totally out.

I dreamt that I was in an elevator and kept pushing the wrong floor.

(From Aug. 1, 2018 Sent Back)

I asked for the name of the person Ali is a father of. I dreamt of a baby / child in the top bunk with me standing at the end. A man / church man came over by me on my left side. He put his right arm up and “bopped” / tapped the air and said something about the baby / child’s disease / sickness being sent back to God, healing the baby / child.

I dreamt of a big, open wound at the top of the right calf on the right side below the knee. There was some blood inside but it dried out / cleaned out. 

I dreamt something about a mother and daughter posting on Twitter, with selfies, and something about being able to get rid of a guy.

I dreamt something about a guy up on a stage and either him, or some other guy, who was “almost perfect” because of having several single strands of hair on his forehead.

I dreamt something about a girl coming to me thinking she was pregnant but when I saw her back I saw a bit of blood.

Me?

I asked, “Mando has the same energy as who?” I dreamt something about genealogy. I was telling someone / someone was being told that they’re not living up to Mrs. Brown.

I dreamt that I was backstage to see Madonna and U-2. “Madge”, as someone called her, said that she was sick, throwing up all night. I said that if she ate healthier foods, she wouldn’t be so sick.

I saw a line of people, facing left, standing outside, waiting to get in. I saw Ali excitedly walking by these people because he was excited to be there, and he saw a couple former students.

There was an opening to go through to get to the concert. I made sure that I grabbed a bunch of bundled pencils before going through. 

There was a female in front of me taking her time. A lady behind me was getting frustrated at me for not moving so I told her that I can’t go forward when there’s someone in front of me / until this girl moves.

(From Aug. 3, 2018 Rescuer)

I asked for the name and meaning of the Lamanite statue. I dreamt that I was on some stairs that went in a square circle. 

Some firefighters / “rescuers” came to get me. There was a rope against the wall that I held onto. I only had on my garments. I was able to stay ahead of them enough that they didn’t see me. I was able to stop at a point where I could hide in an “enclave” of the stairs. 

Somehow they talked to mom, not finding me, and she convinced them to leave. I saw their truck, with an old man driving. There was a word on the ladder, but don’t remember what. 

I dreamt of walking with dad across dangerous / poisonous water that had huge rocks / stones and open scriptures in the water. 

Dad wasn’t taking it as serious as he should, getting one of his legs in the water and stepping on a set of open scriptures. I got him out, showing him that the scriptures edges were coming off because he stepped on it.

I dreamt that I was only wearing an unbuttoned shirt, being able to see stretch marks on my chest when the shirt is open. 

I was at a theatre, watching a rehearsal of a musical version of Cinderella, in plain clothes. I didn’t know who was who. A lady came on stage who I assumed to be the wicked stepmother. Her face was tan and her hair was up. 

There was a pool where the orchestra should be, with people in it. 

I was up in the balcony area with a bunch of guys. I saw some older teens / young 20’s guys smoking and was impressed that there wasn’t a smell so I went over to check it out. They were “smoking” plastic straws, only being able to go little by little as the ends didn’t stay lit.

One of the men I was with picked me up so that I was “sitting” in his arms . He wanted to show off what I was (n’t) wearing. I told him that I would die if he did that. 

He was walking across the balcony area. I told him that he was either very strong, or it was from endorphins. The guys acted as if I had said estrogen. 

I was sitting with my legs stretched out when the guy who carried me noticed that I had some blood coming up through my jeans that I was now wearing. He slowly peeled the strips of pant away. There were two layers / levels. One of them, I told him to be gentle because it hurt. 

I saw what looked like a snake in my right shin / calf, with my body / skin mushy and coming apart. I said that there was a snake, and it moved, wanting to cover itself in my leg.

 I had to say this a couple of times before the guy, who was on my left, grabbed it and took it out, letting it go. I said that it was a salamander and that it was the third I’ve seen in two years. It was huge like a komodo dragon. My leg looked nasty.

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.

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.