Leading Us To Safety

I had a strange dream last night, and I know there are some gaps in what I am remembering, especially in the beginning of the dream.

It started with me and a large group of others being on a train. There was tension between most of the people on the train, but they all seemed relaxed when they talked with me. The train crashed, but everyone was okay. It wasn't a major crash; it just prevented the train from going on.

We all got off of the train and appeared to be in some sort of jungle territory. We found a cabin, and we all got our luggage out and went into the cabins. I cooked dinner for everyone, but after the meal, I heard gunshots. I looked out the window, and even though I couldn't see anything threatening, I knew we were all in danger and I knew where we had to go to escape.

When I started packing my bags, I realized that I had a lot of the kids' toys to pack, especially the ones that were favorites of theirs. No one else was packing because no one believed me that we were in danger.

When I finished packing, an explosion occurred just outside the back door of the cabin, and everyone panicked, and started asking me where we were supposed to go. About half of the people with me came with me, but the other half didn't believe I knew where to go and went another way.

We had to fight our way through the jungle with gunfire and danger all around. There were guerillas and for some reason they were after us (maybe they wanted hostages to ransom?).

One person in my group got shot in the leg, but another man and I took each of his arms and helped him continue on.

The other group didn't make it. They were all captured or killed. But we made it to a working train and safety; we had a way to escape. I felt awful for the 8 others who had not made it, the ones who hadn't believed me.

Then the dream started back at when I was trying to convince everyone that we were in danger and that I knew where we had to go to be safe. It was a second chance to convince them all so that no one would have to die. I woke up before it was over though, because my daughter Gabby came into my bedroom and wanted me to go and get her breakfast.

Child To Adult Confidence Dilemma

In the dream from last night, Robert and I had two neighbors who were a gay couple and very nice. They arranged to meet us for dinner. We were in Swansea, and drove down to the marina as there was a small shoppping center along the marina with the restaurant that we wanted to go to.

When we got there and were waiting for our food, I got the urge to go for a walk on my own. I went outside and turned around a corner and found myself in an old looking neighbourhood, similar to one of the roads near where I lived when I really did live in Wales.

I was suddenly a child again, and there was a group of girls who were making fun of the way I was dressed. I felt very small and embarrassed. One of the girls in the group was not happy with the teasing but she went along with it even though she felt bad because she didn't want to be made fun of too. I went back to the restaurant and was then an adult again, and our food had been served, so I sat to eat.

Then the dream replayed again, exactly the same except for this time, when I was the small girl being teased, I felt more confident and sure of myself. I spoke up for myself and walked away in confidence, knowing that I didn't really care what the other girls thought.

Swimming Upstream & Affording A Puppy

I had two dreams that I remember from last night.

In the first one, I was a child and there were other children around me. All of the streets were flooded, like a river, and we were swimming in them. There came a split in the river/road. On one side, which is the side the current was pulling me towards, I could hear rocks and a waterfall. The other side looked like a more peaceful direction, but it was a real struggle to swim that way. Eventually, with a lot of effort, I directed myself down the peaceful path and others were going that way too. We swam into a neighbourhood where really huge houses (like houses for giants) lined the river/road. I had the feeling we were being watched from above, but no one else seemed bothered by it. I saw a giant plastic "castle" in the water, like the tiny ones you would see in fish tanks and that's when I knew - We were being treated like pet fish and watched for the fun of it. I didn't feel threatenend by it, but I wanted to make my own way and not have anyone giving me "treats," so I started heading back up the river/road to where it had forked. I had no idea where the other direction led, but I was determined to take it.

At this point, my daughter Bella started talking in her sleep so I woke up, and went to get her settled again.

In the second dream, which came to me sometime after I got back to sleep, I only remember the end of it. I found out that my husband had sold our new(ish) couch and loveseat (which we just finished paying off) to a pawn shop because we didn't have enough money to buy my daughter Angelica's puppy and we had promised her she could have one. I was really angry with him for not talking to me about it first and for doing something so foolish.

When I woke up at this point, I asked him, sleepily, if he had sold our furniture. He laughed and said no and I drifted back to sleep for a short while. LOL!

In reality, we have the money to buy the dog. I think I'm just used to worrying about money because I've been through so many financially rough patches in the past.

Altered Church-Goers

I had the strangest dream last night. Everyone who attended church regularly and all of the religous leaders were suddenly consumed with a type of fanatacism and they were killing anyone who even slightly disagreed with what they preached. We tried to find our reverend because we knew he was rational and would not be taken over by this weird phenomena, but he had been altered too. And they all had strange powers. They could grab bullets out of the air and had super strength and speed. Victoria, my oldest daughter, was part of them.

The other kids and Robert and I were captured by people we used to consider friends and we were being led to our execution when Robert and I fought back and gave the kids a chance to run. Then we, too, started running, and that's when I woke up.

A Piece Of Her Mind

I dreamed that my oldest daughter Victoria showed up at our house. She gave me a "letter" she had written to me, but it was actually a small self-published book. The title was "To Mom & Dad" but the "Dad" part was in a smaller font. She hugged both my husband and me and then left.

Instead of reading like a long letter, it was more like I was reading Victoria's thoughts that she had throughout the day, but they were all a jumbled mess and disjointed. It was as if she was really confused and she couldn't finish one thought before beginning another. None of the writing came anywhere close to making sense. I became really sad, because I knew that this was the current state of her mind. But I felt like she was showing me this for a reason, like she was asking me to help her.

Then I woke up, left feeling disturbed and yet peaceful at the same time.

Nightmare About My Baby Dying

I woke up from one of the worst nightmares last night! In fact, it was so bad that I woke up because I was crying out loud.

I dreamed that I gave birth to the baby in a hospital that was haunted. The hauntings didn't seem very sinister, just helpful. One of the ghosts was a midwife who had passed away a few years ago - that kind of haunting.

Anyway, I started to have really bad back pain (this part of the dream was because my back really was hurting), so I left the baby with a midwife and went to find the doctor to see if she could prescribe anything for the pain. I found the doctor but she was busy and made me wait.

After what seemed like a long time of waiting, things started happening around me. First, the temperature dropped and it got very cold. Then a window nearby opened on its own. I started to get a very bad feeling about my baby and started running back to check on her. Just as I started running, windows started shattering everywhere and I knew the ghosts were warning me.

All the doctors in the hospital were watching a performance, and I had to drag one of them to come with me. They thought I was crazy and weren't believing me that my baby was in trouble. I got almost back to my room, when the ghost midwife stopped me shaking her head sadly, letting me know that my baby had died. I started screaming "No, no, no!" and that's what woke me up.

Apparently, Robert was having trouble sleeping last night and had gone downstairs. He popped back upstairs to ask me if that was Isabella he heard crying. I had to tell him it was me, because I had just had a really bad nightmare. He agreed it must have been really bad.

Toilets, Climbing & Giving Birth

Last night, probably due to a fever I had, I had the weirdest dreams.

One had to do with needing to go to the potty and having all of the toilets in the house (way more than we actually have) be completely dry of water.

The other was about this large barred wall that needed to be climbed. Someone else was trying to climb it too, but if you grabbed the wrong bar, you would get an electric shock, some of them more powerful than others. After watching the other guy try and climb the wall, I climbed it and found all the right bars to grab.

Then I dreamed I went into labour. It lasted three hours and I went into it on my own about 3 weeks before my due date. (Now THAT part of my dreams was just wishful thinking!)

Spider Panic

And last night, during one of my 45 minute sleeps, I had a dream that my girls and I were all in one of their rooms and we saw a spider crawling down the wall. I pointed it out to the girls and it started walking on Angelica's face (she's never been scared of spiders). When it crawled off of her, it no longer looked like a large daddy-long-leg, but it looked like a tarantula, only it was black with orangey-red spots and it was about three times the size of a tarantula! Gabby tried to pet it but I yelled at her not to, because I had no idea if it was poisonous or not. I ran to the kitchen cupboard to get some bug spray (would Raid actually kill a spider of that size?) and then found it had moved to the bathroom. I went into the bathroom and found it right above the kitchen door poised to jump. *shudder* So I started spraying it with the bug spray, and it fell to the floor and started running. It ran into my room (which was really a room I haven't seen since I was 11), and into my closet. I kept spraying it and hit it with one more burst of spray before it disappeared into the closet, but I didn't want to check for it myself, so I called Robert and told him about it and that he had to come home and make sure it was dead. I don't like spiders, but I don't usually panic around them, yet in my dream I was really freaked out!

Unborn Baby Boy Visits

I had a dream about a baby last night.

I can't remember most of the dream very clearly, just that I was doing a lot of different things in it, and whenever I went back into my room, there was a REALLY tiny baby sleeping, just laying on top of the covers. It was dressed all in blue and it was really tiny - premie tiny. In my head I would think, "Oh, that must be Jenn's baby (my younger sister)," and I would let it sleep. But again, every time I went back into my room, the baby was still there.

Finally, I started to worry, because it was so small, that something might be wrong. So I went over and picked the baby up. He opened his eyes and kind of blinked over and over in that squinty, sleepy-eyed newborn way and I immediately felt so full of love for this tiny little baby, and I knew he was mine. His arms weren't any bigger than my fingers, and his body would have fit in the palm of my hand. He still had a wet umbilical cord attached to his belly. Then I woke up.

Now, this might sound typical for a pregnant woman to dream, but although I have had some very weird dreams during my pregnancies, I NEVER had one that so vividly included a baby in it (I had one about a monkey once though). It just really stuck in my head after I woke.