Shark Attacks

I had a horrible nightmare last night.

Robert, Gabby, Bella, Connor, Cameron and I were all at the beach. The beach was a bit crowded that day. The kids were wading in the water, just barely getting their feet wet, and I was sitting further up the beach watching them with Cameron beside me in his stroller. Robert decided to swim out a ways in the ocean.

Cameron fussed a bit and I turned to tend to him, but when I looked back up, I noticed Gabby, who can’t swim yet, getting deeper into the water trying to follow Robert. I was immediately worried and got up to go and stop her. It was then I noticed a very large, shark fin about ten yards away from where she was but parallel to her. The shark came up almost all the way on the beach, and the people on that side of the beach started panicking and running from the water.

I started towards Gabby again and it was then that I noticed shark fins in lots of places out in the water, and most of them were coming in quite far to the beach. There was one really close to Gabby. I hurried out and waded into the water, pulling her up. I told her there were sharks in the water and she had to come back onto the beach. All of the way back out of the water, my eyes scanned the beach for Connor because I had thought he was with Gabby.

Back on the beach, I started screaming, “Connor!” and looking everywhere. Gabby went over to where Cameron was and stayed with him. My eyes scanned the beach frantically and I felt the fear swell up inside me. It was then that I realized that I hadn’t seen Isabella anywhere either. Then I woke up from the dream.

I felt so much relief that it had just been a dream, and yet I could still feel the worry and fear in me. I fell back asleep.

And went straight back into the dream.

I noticed a shark thrashing about (as though it had a hold of something) and it was not in very deep water. As I looked, I noticed that it had a young man (a teen, maybe?). I ran to help, wading into waist-high water and a couple of other men on the beach came to help too. It was actually two men caught by the shark, but the shark didn’t have a hold of either of them, they were tangled up with some sort of surfboard with a rope attached, and the shark had bit down on the rope. We pulled them up onto the beach and the shark was pulled up too. We cut them loose from the ropes and the shark remained stranded on the beach, thrashing about.

I immediately turned to looking for Connor and Bella again. The beach was really crowded with panicked onlookers, so I tried to tell myself that they were both fine and I would find them; I was just overlooking them because there were so many people there.

Robert, hearing me screaming for Connor and Bella, started to swim back to shore. For some reason, I was not worried about him; I knew the sharks would leave him alone. The fear that something might have happened to Connor and Isabella was still swelling up in me.

I could feel myself starting to wake up, but I didn’t want to wake up from the dream with the two of them still missing. It felt too awful.
Then I guided the dream a bit and found the two of them playing in the sand higher up on the beach (behind the crowds of onlookers). They were building sand castles (but not very well.)

Visit From Caspian

The night after my tabby cat Caspian passed, I dreamed his spirit came home to me. After curling around my legs and rubbing up against me, he transformed into a little boy. The whole family could see him, but no one else could. He told us how much he loved us and that he had wanted to stay with us. He said he'd always be near.

It was a wierd dream because of his transformation into a child.

Last night I dreamed he came home to us, but this time he was a tortoise-shell coloured cat. We all just knew it was him, even though he didn't look like the Caspian we remembered.

I know I'm having these dreams because I miss him.

A Girl's Life

I don't know if I can describe this dream accurately. It had a narrator, a girl's voice. She was describing life as she was growing up. It was set in the era just before the war right after the depression. As she was describing her life, I was seeing it all. It was very, very detailed and even had little anecdotes about certain people in the small town she lived in and things like that. There was a large area of trees near her home which she called a "forest" but it wasn't quite that large. She hated going through it, because to her, it was very, very dark. But I took a closer look and it wasn't that dark inside. There was just so much detail in the dream and in her account of her daily life, it was like reading a book but living it at the same time.

A Grandma's Unborn Visitor

I forgot to mention this earlier, but when I told my mom that we were naming this baby Cameron, she said it struck her as interesting because she had a dream a few days prior to me telling her that about a little boy who told her his name was Cameron. He had taken her hand and smiled up at her sweetly and that was all she could remember about the dream. Then a few days later I told her we were naming this baby Cameron.

So Connor may have visited me in a dream while I was pregnant with him, but apparently Cameron is visiting my mom who is 7,000 miles away instead! LOL!

Family Reunion Including Souls From The Other Side

This was a strange dream I had a few nights ago and not all of it is clear to me in my memory, but I remember enough of it to share here.

I was getting my family ready for a family reunion that was also a birthday party for my paternal Grandma. (My grandma died in her 90s a couple of years ago.) She would be seeing my youngest four children (Cameron was here) for the first time. The kids were older, not fully grown yet, but about 5 years older than they are now.

My oldest daughter Victoria was not with us, and did not come to the reunion. I had to explain to my grandma why she wasn't there. My grandma did not seem as bothered by the news as I expected her to be.

Two other children who showed up and called me mommy. One was a boy and one was a girl. One was near about 19 years old and one was about 8 years old. The older one was the girl and the younger one was the boy. The girl was blonde and the boy was a redhead. I felt an instant connection to them and knew they were my children even though I couldn't explain how.

The reunion was enjoyable and I felt happy, though it was tinged with a touch of sadness due to Victoria not being a part of it.

I woke up about then.

Thinking back on the dream, I am reminded of a couple of things.

One, my grandmother's birthday was in September, and it is now September. I'll have to check the date of her birthday to see if I had the dream on the actual day.

Two, I have had two early miscarriages in the past - one a couple of months before I conceived Kayla and one a couple of months before I conceived Isabella. I do not know the genders of the two babies I lost, but I always felt the first was a girl and the second one was a boy.

The Fox

I had a very busy dreams last night with lots going on that I can't seem to remember, but one part of it is still clear in my memory. I was in someone's back garden where a barbecue was happening. My kids were there too. A fox showed up and walked up to me. The kids were very excited, and they all ran over to pet it even though I tried warning them away. It tolerated their petting, but never took its eyes off of me, as though it was there for just for me.

My Fairy Guardian

I had another unusual dream, but it was kind of nice.

In the dream, I was visited by a fairy. She was lovely, all golden and green and sparkly. Her skin was a pale blueish-green. She told me that she'd watched me my whole life. She said that she wanted me to come with her, that as a child I was so carefree and fearless that it made me strong. I was powerful as a child and I'd lost that power over the years but could get it back. She told me that she wanted me to come with her and that, in doing so, I would forget all of my cares and responsibilities and just be able to enjoy the luxury and decadence of her world. As tempting as it sounded, I did not want to forget my family, and I treasured the worry and stress as much as the good stuff because it was all a part of loving them and part of living. I told her that if I let her make me forget, then I would lose a part of me and no longer be me.

She told me that she would continue to watch over me, and she hoped I would try to find my power again. She said she would give me help along the way but that I wouldn't know it was her. And she told me that she had a gift for me, something that I had as a child and had never really lost but was having trouble finding again. The next thing I knew, I was flying. There was absolutely no effort whatsoever on my part to do so, and I had complete control over it. And my clothes had changed. I was wearing a very detailed but comfortable red sun dress (with layers). I have always looked horrible in red, but somehow this one looked great on me. (Oh, and I was thin in this dream.)

She left and I continued to fly and felt terrific.

One of my childhood pastors looked up from the church field and saw me. He told me I must be evil because I had the power to fly, but I ignored him, because I knew I wasn't evil, and I felt sorry for him because of his closed-mindedness.

Distressed Baby In Utero

I still have over 13 weeks to go, but I am so worried about going past my due date and having to be induced again and having to argue for it because they are always too busy to do the induction that I actually had a nightmare about it last night!

I had a dream that I was in the hospital and I was already a week past my due date by my dates (so it was Nov. 28th), and as usual my body was doing nothing and I could sense that the baby was in distress. But they refused to induce me because they wanted to push my dates back to Dec. 3rd, and because they already had scheduled three inductions for the day and never go over. And they refused to even bother to check on the baby to see if my feeling about him being in distress was a valid one.

Remembering Dreams

I keep being awakened very early in the morning by my kids, which takes my mind off of whatever I was dreaming and I forget. The difference in this from usual is that, in the last few days, I can't shake the feeling that my dreams were telling me something important. I just can't remember what it was.

When I wake before my kids and have time to think about the dream I was just dreaming, I can usually remember most of it.

Armageddon?

I had another strange dream.

Something had happened in the world. I'm not clear on what it was - just that it changed the world as we know it. Money would no longer buy anything. Food was hard to come by. Luxuries were hard to come by. People were getting sick and dying. People were leaving the cities and heading for more remote areas. We left our home, taking only what we could fit in a van that we bought.

We moved to a mobile home. There was a community of them set up in a large field. The community was important. Everyone got to know each other and everyone helped each other with the skills that they each had. It was understood that, when leaving the community, even if just to drive and see what was happening elsewhere, danger lurked everywhere, because there were unscrupulous people out there who were terrorizing others.

Life went on like this for quite some time (a year?). And there were times I thought back to the luxuries of life before and felt sorry that my younger children wouldn't know those luxuries, and other times I realized that the sense of community we all had now was just as important, if not more so.

One of a neighbour's daughters was getting married to a boy she had met since moving to the community. I could see the sadness in her eyes when her mother brought out a floral print dress that was very plain and said she would bring it in and fix it up to look nice for her to have as a wedding dress. I realized that I had many beautiful white dresses back at my house in the city. I decided there were lots of reasons to go for a scavenging trip back to the city, so my husband Robert and I arranged for the kids to be taken care of and set off.

We didn't encounter any dangers along the way. There were lots of abandoned vehicles though, and everything was void of life, human life though, not wildlife. Nature was creeping back and slowly taking back its land.

At our house, I grabbed all the pretty dresses I had in my closet and the girls' closets, my wedding dress, and decided to go looking through the toys to bring some toys back to the children (my children and others' children). I found bags of candy and chocolate that we had not brought with us the first time because they were not a staple food. I grabbed it all because I knew it would be a real treat as no one in the community had eaten anything like it in a long time.

I happened to look out the big back window to the back garden, which had become overgrown with weeds, grass and wildflowers. (Except, in the dream, it wasn't a window but a glass sliding door.) I saw some leopard cubs at the far end of the garden, seemingly unbothered by my presence. Closer, in some nearby bushes, some fox cubs and their parents peeked out at me. The fox cubs, curious, started to approach me. I opened the sliding door, and they jumped back at the sound. It was the parents of the cubs that approached me first, sniffing my hand and allowing themselves to be petted.

Not wanting to disturb them too much, I slid the door shut again and went back to my search through the house. I came across a lot of things that would be useful. Then we packed up and began our drive back to the community.

A lot more happened in the dream before the trip back to our city home, but I can't remember it all clearly.