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 … Continue reading Open Palm

See

I asked the same question. The phrase “Author sackers” came to mind. There was something before that but don’t remember. I was asked the question, “What do you still see in the (snow covered) mountains?” I dreamt that I was at an event / party and a young female named Sis. Doyle (knew her first name but forget) asked if I could go somewhere with her (again, forget the location). I told her yes. When she got home later, she called, a woman answering and calling out to / for me. I was thinking of the Sis. Doyle I knew … Continue reading See

Mosiah Country

I asked, “How do I go back in time?” ( At 2:36 a.m. I heard a knock in the wall.) I dreamt of the Haunted Live host carrying a basket (farm type, square with ends angled up, and openings for handles) of apples (didn’t see but sensed) toward me. He stopped and placed the basket on his leg / fence / truck and said, “Let’s investigate it in Mosiah country” , implying the knock. I dreamt of Freddie Mercury in his white tank top leaning on his right arm. I’m above him? I’m wondering what he didn’t like about his … Continue reading Mosiah Country

OK With It

I asked, “Can I go back in time?” I dreamt that I was on top of a grassy knoll / hill that had a paved path down a slope. There were two other girls. Something about another girl’s song. I got after one of these two girls about it. She was telling me that the other girl was ok with whatever was being done with the song. There was a horrendous black beetle, that grew dark / purple grapes on the end of it’s body, on the path. I had tongs, trying to pick it up, bursting / squishing one … Continue reading OK With It