CF's dream diary

Last week I had two experiences in which I saw Jesus (in two separate dreams on the same night) and the Archangel Michael. I don't remember what happened in the dream, it is very fuzzy. I just didn't want to forget to write it down.

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About three days ago I 'got fired' from this job I've had in my dreams, it was quite surprising. Not sure what it means. I had gotten more and more isolated from the company, and now only could access some rooms, others were closed to me. Then one morning I got to my bench, only to see someone else in it. When I asked what this was about, he told me he had been given my job. I was surprised, but not upset. Until I went to the parking lot and found my car wasn't there. I was told I no longer had clearance to park there any more, and I was walking around the parking lot, wondering how I was going to get home if I couldn't find my car, who had been supposedly towed away to a public part of the lot, which I of course couldn't find.

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Last night I had a very long dream in which I took a trip with my family, and we went to various places- where I was born, and places I don't remember ever been to. At some point I was in a train or plane (it was one of those long dreams with chapters, all having to do with traveling, in various conveyances) in which a man that seemed unsavory and was vaguely threatening took a liking to me and kept sitting next to me and flicking a knife. At some point he threatened my husband (or actually, me, by vaguely letting me know he wanted to harm my husband. The whole time I handled the guy until he did this, and I told him I wasn't afraid of his puny knife and if he threatenened my husband once again I would kill him- literally. He then continued to stick to me thoughout various 'chapters' of the dream. Even when the scenarios changed he didn't want to leave my side, and continued to show me his knife every now and then. At the end of the dream I decided to oblige him and I had a conversation with him, not scolding or chastising, only a normal conversation. He asked me about a piece of electronics he had picked up in some sort of place, and I explained to him what the electronic components did, and he smiled and left.
I had the feeling this dream was some sort of a test, I had to let go of preconceptions (he looked like a scary scumbag) and treat him like a normal person, and when I did, he left. His smile was no longer threatening, more like happy.

I was thinking the scary guy was a representation of your shadow. Just a thought.


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Two days ago, had a long dream about a man I had seen in one of my visits with my dad. This time he kept showing up wherever I went and kept talking to me. He said I had 'something' attached to me. He also said he was some sort of sorcerer. I kept thinking he was a fake and tried to ignore him. At some point we were at a dinner table with some other folks, and he started to talk 'to me', across the room, under his breath. At that moment I started to levitate in the way I used to when I was having those unpleasant 'abduction' experiences. I thought he said that whoever it was doing it was the being that was supposedly attached to me, but I thought whatever 'this' was was his doing. I then did a somersault (backwards flip) and got out of the effect of the lifting. I then mentally flipped him off, kind of winked at him and walked out of the room.

The day before yesterday: I dreamed my son had a son who looked just like him. I loved having two versions of him, the child and the man. I was very happy.

Last night (a nightmare) My husband had gone to church, to some sort of activity. In it was my minister (who is now deceased). It was supposed to be a pajama party, but the pajamas I had on were some very old and ragged ones I had disposed of years ago. I was embarrassed about the pajamas, and looked in a huge satchel I was carrying, and there was a rainbow-colored sundress inside. I wanted to go in the bathroom and wear it, but no one seemed to notice my rags, except me. My husband and I started to walk out to the parking lot. Except that this version of the church was on a mountaintop (not so in real life) and there were many precarious roads going down to the parking lot. Like it was under constructions, with paths that went nowhere, and boulders in precarious places here and there. I was having a hard time getting down, as I was now wearing the sundress (a little thing, I felt that my arse was exposed) and high heel sandals, which made walking very difficult and slow. At some point my husband jumps down a small cliff and says he's going to go get the car, but I can't follow him, and I turn to the side, looking for steps or less steep terrain. I slowly make my way down, in a winding and difficult path, until I make it to flat land. There are bushes in front that I have to go through to the other side, but when I get through, I am no longer on the church parking lot, I am on the parking lot of the university I went to (the first time)- or its dream equivalent. In the dream, the university had three exits, and the exit I had come out of was in the opposite direction from the church street, it was far removed from where we had come out of.
I started to look for my cellphone inside the satchel, when I remembered giving it to my husband at some point, Now I was lost, with no way of telling him where I was.
I saw two people in this parking lot, and asked if I could use their cellphone. They said no and laughed as if I were crazy for asking. I then tried to explain my situation, and asked if they could then call my husband and tell him where I was, and they were considering it (or 'fake' considering it). I realized they were probably not going to call, but I shouted out his phone number anyway, and what came out of my mouth was the business line of my house, and I realized no one was there, and no one was going to get that message until he went home. I was forlorn, thinking he was going to go around the parking lot and not find me, and I wondered if he was just going to go home and leave me there.
I woke up very distressed, and this brought up some feelings that were buried deep down.

Last week: world coming at us
Last night: seeding intention.
Will come back to this.

I hardly record my dreams any more because they're usually repetats of the same thing. But this morning it was different.
In this dream I went to visit a group of people, a sect, that was housing the human Jesus. According to the info that was given to me (I don't think any dream character 'told' me, it was more of a download) that Jesus had never died, that he was more than 2000 years old, in the same body he had. They told me he had so much light that it was visible- he glowed literally, and looked old, not young (as you would imagine) and had to live in a monastery/ashram because if people knew he was alive, they would attack or pester him.
I then saw a man of light, more of a silhouette, and woke up feeling really really happy.

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Originally Posted by CFTraveler

I hardly record my dreams any more because they're usually repeats of the same thing. But this morning it was different.
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I'm sorry I didn't get that , repeats of what? , aren't dreams always different? , are you prone to getting the same dreams over and over again?

Yes. Practically all of my dreams are of my deceased parents, 'visits to see' how they're getting on on the other side, or of home building and extending. I kind of know what this is about so I don't bother writing them down. The themes are recurring, with the same kinds of images.
Here's the three main themes:
Visiting my loved ones on the other side
Building a house (or rather, building new rooms or discovering unexplored rooms that I hadn't seen yet)
And, finding that my 'new' house is connected to a shopping mall, via a secret passageway. This one is kind of tricky (you're welcome to take a crack at it) but I think I have an idea of what it's about.

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Originally Posted by CFTraveler

Yes. Practically all of my dreams are of my deceased parents, 'visits to see' how they're getting on on the other side, or of home building and extending. I kind of know what this is about so I don't bother writing them down. The themes are recurring, with the same kinds of images.
Here's the three main themes:
Visiting my loved ones on the other side
Building a house (or rather, building new rooms or discovering unexplored rooms that I hadn't seen yet)
And, finding that my 'new' house is connected to a shopping mall, via a secret passageway. This one is kind of tricky (you're welcome to take a crack at it) but I think I have an idea of what it's about.

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Really? do cue me in , I'd love to know what a house connected to a shopping mall via a secret passage means.

One possibility is that my grandmother used to live on the second story of a small shopping center, and we would go downstairs to buy comic books and candy when we stayed with her- so the idea of 'my house' being connected to a shopping mall speaks to a longing for simpler times, especially since my grandma was the most loving person in my family and I miss her terribly.
Another possible symbolic meaning is that my house represents my being, and I have a public persona, which is reflected in the connection to a public place- a shopping mall.