Being in the Dream State and trying to figure out what you see
I have a rich dreaming life. Sometimes the oddest things come to me when I am in a state of emotional
upheavel.
My dead son visits me, and I have had the most detailed and complete sequences in my dreaming time then.
And I wake up remembering them. Since then I have gotten better at lucid dreaming, but not always.
When my daughter was going to college here some years back, she was dating this young man she had met at her place of employment.
While he was a nice young man, there was something about him that made me uneasy. He wasn't a bad person, he was older than my daughter, by quite a bit, and he just seemed to not be too settled.
My daugher was still trying to decide what direction and career she should take.
Then this young man gave her a ring.
One night, I dreamed I was standing in a large field, on a hill over looking a large electric tower, one of those huge transmission lines that ran up the hill and down.
My daughter and son were with me, and we were watching a smaller passenger plane taking off from an airfield down below us.
As it was climbing higher, it crashed into the transmission lines, and exploded. My daughter took off, and I became frantic. Calling to come back as she ran in that direction. I was running towards the crash with my son at my side. I lost sight of her, and I kept calling her name scared I would never find her.
I woke up, still feeling that frantic state.
When we all got out of bed the next morning, I told her my dream.. Then after a while the phone rang. It was her boyfriend, the young man who had given her the ring.
His stepfather had been killed in a airplane crash as the plane was leaving Santiago, Chile.
After that, he went to Salem, Oregon to live with his mother. And began to call my daughter pleading with her to come live with him there with his mother. At first she said yes, but I left it up to her. And after a while, as thankfully she decided to finish her term at school here, she learned of some other things that
made her change her mind about her boyfriend. So she broke it off, and sent him back his ring.
One of my neices has frequently related a story to me over the years. It was from a very odd time
back in her childhood. She said that she had been left at the house of a family friend while her mother and the woman friend wenting shopping. And the man of the house took her somewhere in a car to a playground for a while. In one version his daugher(who was older) was there. In another all she can remember is that it was just her in the backseat of the car.
But what she does remember is that she had to go to the bathroom very badly and that she thinks she wet her pants. She tells that she asked the man to stop and let her go to the bathroom, but he wouldn't.
And that she was crying because she was wet. Aside from the older girl being there or not, the rest of her story has been fairly the same over the years. She was under 12 years old, and it has been kind of
a very bad memory, but I don't think she remembers much else than that.
So one night after a incident with the rest of the family I had a dream.
In it I am awoken out of bed and walk into my living room. There is the oddest animal standing in my living room. It has long, long legs and long multi-colored bright hair,and it walks like a marionette. It stares at me for a little then since my front door seemed opened too, it walks out the front door. And I follow it out.
And as I am walking down my front steps following this creature, I hear my neices voice crying, and telling the whole story she has told over and over again. But in a her voice as a child.
She kept saying " I have to stop and go , my pants are wet, and crying, I have to go to the bathroom!"
I woke up.
I did make some inquiries of other family members, and yes she has told this tale to another. And her mother told me that she and her daughter were only there at this house once, and the husband had the flu.
And that she and the woman friend didn't go shopping.
So I was stymied. But the dream repeated itself. Twice more over the last few years, and it bothers me, but I have not yet found out why.
The last two years I have had very detailed dreams with my son.
One was this tall skyscraper building, and we were standing on this deck outside of what sounded like utter chaos inside. People screaming and carrying on, the building shaking, rumbling, loud explosive noises.
I was pretty shook up and turned to my son, and he said well Mom, it will get worse, just remember
to hold to your course and you will be alright.
And he smiled and gave me a hug.
In another, I for some reason had a chest freezer on my deck, and ended up sleeping on top of it.
As I woke up in the morning it was cold, and I felt sorry for my oldest dog who seemed chilly. So I dressed him in a bright blue housecoat, which looked pretty silly.
My son comes walking up the driveway, and he says" good look on Teddy, Mom. Hey we need to get going we are late." It was very early morning.
So next thing I know, we are walking up to this really old hotel. And it is later, early afternoon.
We go into the lobby,and the President(Obama) was talking on the television, and there were so many tv's around, with over a hundred people watching. They are all just glued to the what the President is saying.
I see all of my family, all of everyone I have practically ever known, dead or alive. And none of them can pull their eyes away from the screens.
Perry tells me to hurry up, and get dressed I am late. And I go with him down a long hallway of hotel rooms. There is barbed wire on the walls, and across the doorways. But then son Perry tells me he was helping this kid with his computer and I can use his bathroom to get ready. So he sits down with this kid to help him. And I get ready.
Don't remember , but come out all clean and fresh clothes, hair washed. And with Perry, come walking out.
As we go back into the lobby, I see my parents. My mother comes up and tells me I need this.
And she puts the reddest of lipsticks on my mouth.
The we all walk out the back door of the hotel and there is a grassy area surrounded by a rock wall and it is filled with chairs. With a road coming around to it. The road is filled with all kinds of people, all races, and the chairs are filled with them. I see a large group of Amish couples side by side walking up towards the area.
Suddenly I am scared, and I turned to Perry and I ask him what I am supposed to do and say.
To which he replied, " You will know when the time comes, Mom, you'll know."
And I looked up this and that under the dream interpretation sections in some books I have.
One thing that stood out was the red lipstick. It meant two things, red was unexpressed feelings, and the other was finding your voice.
As I have said, I often have these various things go on with my dreaming, but have learned to
write them down, and so here I am now. Finding my voice.
The freezer meant keeping things deep inside, and the dog meant a faithful friend, the blue
housecoat, a spiritual notation, meant for me as I put it on the dog. So I pondered that for a long while.
It was a message also for me. Have I been keeping stuff deep inside, and I needed to take note of my own need of loving myself. Did I have faithful friends out there who would love me no matter what? All of these questions came up.
Well, as things are going on, the weather has been getting very unstable, the ecomony is the same. If I didn't totally understand the dream, I do now.
My dreaming has gotten more intense, and at night and in the day my intuition is on high.
My guides tell me that this is normal for a starseed who is fully out and has lost the "Mouth of God". The Mouth is a block placed upon us when we emerge into this 3D frequency. Our DNA is starting to recode itself, and our blocks have to be removed or it gets more painful.
So my dreams are going full bore, and will do so every night. For all of you out there who are starseeds, and walking here, either being frequency keepers or wayshowers, this is not an easy time. We are the ones walking the Earth to do our missions. There are alot of people who don't understand,and even if the
big bad wolf blows their house down, they are still in denial.
So that is what is going on for me. And as you go through the clearing and the recoding, please learn to trust your dreams, and find love for those still stuck in 3D.
Things are just getting going, keep with it. Namaste'
upheavel.
My dead son visits me, and I have had the most detailed and complete sequences in my dreaming time then.
And I wake up remembering them. Since then I have gotten better at lucid dreaming, but not always.
When my daughter was going to college here some years back, she was dating this young man she had met at her place of employment.
While he was a nice young man, there was something about him that made me uneasy. He wasn't a bad person, he was older than my daughter, by quite a bit, and he just seemed to not be too settled.
My daugher was still trying to decide what direction and career she should take.
Then this young man gave her a ring.
One night, I dreamed I was standing in a large field, on a hill over looking a large electric tower, one of those huge transmission lines that ran up the hill and down.
My daughter and son were with me, and we were watching a smaller passenger plane taking off from an airfield down below us.
As it was climbing higher, it crashed into the transmission lines, and exploded. My daughter took off, and I became frantic. Calling to come back as she ran in that direction. I was running towards the crash with my son at my side. I lost sight of her, and I kept calling her name scared I would never find her.
I woke up, still feeling that frantic state.
When we all got out of bed the next morning, I told her my dream.. Then after a while the phone rang. It was her boyfriend, the young man who had given her the ring.
His stepfather had been killed in a airplane crash as the plane was leaving Santiago, Chile.
After that, he went to Salem, Oregon to live with his mother. And began to call my daughter pleading with her to come live with him there with his mother. At first she said yes, but I left it up to her. And after a while, as thankfully she decided to finish her term at school here, she learned of some other things that
made her change her mind about her boyfriend. So she broke it off, and sent him back his ring.
One of my neices has frequently related a story to me over the years. It was from a very odd time
back in her childhood. She said that she had been left at the house of a family friend while her mother and the woman friend wenting shopping. And the man of the house took her somewhere in a car to a playground for a while. In one version his daugher(who was older) was there. In another all she can remember is that it was just her in the backseat of the car.
But what she does remember is that she had to go to the bathroom very badly and that she thinks she wet her pants. She tells that she asked the man to stop and let her go to the bathroom, but he wouldn't.
And that she was crying because she was wet. Aside from the older girl being there or not, the rest of her story has been fairly the same over the years. She was under 12 years old, and it has been kind of
a very bad memory, but I don't think she remembers much else than that.
So one night after a incident with the rest of the family I had a dream.
In it I am awoken out of bed and walk into my living room. There is the oddest animal standing in my living room. It has long, long legs and long multi-colored bright hair,and it walks like a marionette. It stares at me for a little then since my front door seemed opened too, it walks out the front door. And I follow it out.
And as I am walking down my front steps following this creature, I hear my neices voice crying, and telling the whole story she has told over and over again. But in a her voice as a child.
She kept saying " I have to stop and go , my pants are wet, and crying, I have to go to the bathroom!"
I woke up.
I did make some inquiries of other family members, and yes she has told this tale to another. And her mother told me that she and her daughter were only there at this house once, and the husband had the flu.
And that she and the woman friend didn't go shopping.
So I was stymied. But the dream repeated itself. Twice more over the last few years, and it bothers me, but I have not yet found out why.
The last two years I have had very detailed dreams with my son.
One was this tall skyscraper building, and we were standing on this deck outside of what sounded like utter chaos inside. People screaming and carrying on, the building shaking, rumbling, loud explosive noises.
I was pretty shook up and turned to my son, and he said well Mom, it will get worse, just remember
to hold to your course and you will be alright.
And he smiled and gave me a hug.
In another, I for some reason had a chest freezer on my deck, and ended up sleeping on top of it.
As I woke up in the morning it was cold, and I felt sorry for my oldest dog who seemed chilly. So I dressed him in a bright blue housecoat, which looked pretty silly.
My son comes walking up the driveway, and he says" good look on Teddy, Mom. Hey we need to get going we are late." It was very early morning.
So next thing I know, we are walking up to this really old hotel. And it is later, early afternoon.
We go into the lobby,and the President(Obama) was talking on the television, and there were so many tv's around, with over a hundred people watching. They are all just glued to the what the President is saying.
I see all of my family, all of everyone I have practically ever known, dead or alive. And none of them can pull their eyes away from the screens.
Perry tells me to hurry up, and get dressed I am late. And I go with him down a long hallway of hotel rooms. There is barbed wire on the walls, and across the doorways. But then son Perry tells me he was helping this kid with his computer and I can use his bathroom to get ready. So he sits down with this kid to help him. And I get ready.
Don't remember , but come out all clean and fresh clothes, hair washed. And with Perry, come walking out.
As we go back into the lobby, I see my parents. My mother comes up and tells me I need this.
And she puts the reddest of lipsticks on my mouth.
The we all walk out the back door of the hotel and there is a grassy area surrounded by a rock wall and it is filled with chairs. With a road coming around to it. The road is filled with all kinds of people, all races, and the chairs are filled with them. I see a large group of Amish couples side by side walking up towards the area.
Suddenly I am scared, and I turned to Perry and I ask him what I am supposed to do and say.
To which he replied, " You will know when the time comes, Mom, you'll know."
And I looked up this and that under the dream interpretation sections in some books I have.
One thing that stood out was the red lipstick. It meant two things, red was unexpressed feelings, and the other was finding your voice.
As I have said, I often have these various things go on with my dreaming, but have learned to
write them down, and so here I am now. Finding my voice.
The freezer meant keeping things deep inside, and the dog meant a faithful friend, the blue
housecoat, a spiritual notation, meant for me as I put it on the dog. So I pondered that for a long while.
It was a message also for me. Have I been keeping stuff deep inside, and I needed to take note of my own need of loving myself. Did I have faithful friends out there who would love me no matter what? All of these questions came up.
Well, as things are going on, the weather has been getting very unstable, the ecomony is the same. If I didn't totally understand the dream, I do now.
My dreaming has gotten more intense, and at night and in the day my intuition is on high.
My guides tell me that this is normal for a starseed who is fully out and has lost the "Mouth of God". The Mouth is a block placed upon us when we emerge into this 3D frequency. Our DNA is starting to recode itself, and our blocks have to be removed or it gets more painful.
So my dreams are going full bore, and will do so every night. For all of you out there who are starseeds, and walking here, either being frequency keepers or wayshowers, this is not an easy time. We are the ones walking the Earth to do our missions. There are alot of people who don't understand,and even if the
big bad wolf blows their house down, they are still in denial.
So that is what is going on for me. And as you go through the clearing and the recoding, please learn to trust your dreams, and find love for those still stuck in 3D.
Things are just getting going, keep with it. Namaste'
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