CF's dream diary

[CFTraveler]

2 nights ago: My grandmother & mother came to pick me up, I was happy, it's been so long since I saw them. They dropped me off at a house, that looked like the house I used to live in before this one. Only there was a treehouse in the backyard. When I walked in the house there were some relatives in it that I now don't know, but I knew they were relatives. I was treated very nicely, but my grandmother wasn't there. Then I went to the backyard and into the treehouse. There were other people I didn't know, and they also welcomed me. They were black and I understood that they were ancestors. I didn't know why they were in the treehouse, but they were very hospitable too. I was glad to know them but was angry at my grandmother for leaving me alone with them instead of visiting with me, since it was her I missed (and my mom.) At the end of the dream my mom showed up and I complained to her about wanting to visit with them, not distant relatives. As I was waking up I heard a female voice saying "you can always visit us". I woke up.

Yesterday there was some other angsty dream which I have forgotten.

Last night a nightmare: A friend of mine from high school, who I've lost touch with, came by to visit, and brought a young man with her. He claimed to be interested in the occult but actually was a satanist. I immediately recognized this by the symbols and writing I could see around him. I could see blackness in the air around him, and my friend seemed to be oblivious to this. I at first thought I'd play dumb and see what he was up to, but I soon realized he was quickly filling the atmosphere with dark clouds, and this made me realize he either had a demon or was a demon, and started praying. The praying caused a bit of light to happen to counteract the darkness, but he was powerful and was darkening the atmosphere faster than I could lighten it up with my prayers. Then I asked St. Michael for help, and started doing a 'dream version' of the LBRP, calling the corners for the Archangel St. Michael and doing air pentagrams while I did. The minute I started evoking the Archangel St. Michael, the air started to clear up until it was completely clear and the sky was blue, and I could see circles with crosses in the air all around along with the pentacles, and I knew all was well. I then checked on my son, who was safe, and was on the way to evict my friend and her nephew when I woke up.

[CFTraveler]

Another dream about my grandfather's house. We're touring it, and start living there. About half of the house seems tilted and bent and 'magical' things happen there, the other half still looks museum-y. I meet people I'm supposed to be related to, but there is something strange about them, nordic-ethnic (I have some Dutch ancestry besides the English ancestry from this particular grandfather, so they looked ethnically right, but culturally 'wrong'. However, I "know" these are relatives living in this house in the "present" (in the present there is no house, it was torn down when the land was used for a subdivision.)
I used to feel these "grandfather's house" dreams were quaint and sweet recollections of a time gone by from my childhood, but they have taken on a distorted recurrence ever since my mother passed away. I want to know what they are about so they stop. They only make me sad.

[CFTraveler]

The night before last night I was having a dream about a strange man in my car- in the dream I was driving a car full of people, and when we got to our destination I was sleepy and wanted to take a nap- so I was waiting for everyone to get out of the car and take a nap-when this one man went from the back of the car to the front (middle between the seats, way too close to me). I couldn't get to my purse which was in the back (I don't know why this is important, but it seemed to be at the time) so I asked the man to please get out of the car already so I can get to my purse (I was really waiting so I could take a nap) and he said something about his glasses- something like 'do my glasses bother you?' and I asked him again to get out of my car. I waited and still he didn't move. So then I looked at him and he was speechless and just staring at me-like a dream character that is 'nothing' but image- and somehow this frightened me- so I started screaming at him to get out of my car- the more I screamed the more frightened I got- which made me wake up, laying down sideways in a ver uncomfortable way, feeling 'squished' as if there was someone sitting too close to me like in the car. I then changed positions, realized the 'wedged' feeling was from my body.
I dismissed the dream as confabulation, and later on received an unpleasant surprise, when I saw this man in FB, trying to get into one of the groups I admin. So I'm not sure what this was about, my mind playing tricks on me, or a rare look into the immediate future combined with SP.
Last night I had some interesting dreams too, but coming back to this one made me forget it. When it comes back to me I'll write it down.
There was some skating happening, high-speed skating, a common theme in my earlier dreams, usually as a precursor to flying, although I wasn't flying (or had lucidity) in this one. I think I was dragging something or was dragged. Will come back if I remember more.

[dontco]

That's really an interesting dream! I wonder if maybe you happened to see his request before the dream, even subconsciously, just a peek? and did you end up approving his request at the end, if I may ask? I wonder if that was some kind of telepathic connection, you dreaming about him.

[CFTraveler]

I asked another admin to admit him- just to see what happens. So far no interaction.

[CFTraveler]

Just now my husband told me he had a similar dream about someone in my car, in the same place- Now I wonder what this was about. He was mad because the man, who was in the middle part of the car kept trying to sit on my lap. That is a little freaky. And he didn't know about my dream until I just showed it to him.

[CFTraveler]

It was a difficult night, with many dreams and awakenings. One false awakening. Of the two dreams I remember, in one I was flying with my son, in an airport. We were flying so fast I had my body in front of his to protect him from the 'drag'.
In another I was with a composite of two close friends I had, one was my best friend from college, and the second one was my best friend from 'adulthood'. We had gone to the beach and met an actor there. There was something weird and dangerous about the surf, although it looked glassy- something that only happened every some odd centuries. I went in the water because I don't like being told what to do but got out before getting caught in the undertow. Then went back to the seashore and had an interesting conversation with the actor.

[dontco]

Just now my husband told me he had a similar dream about someone in my car, in the same place- Now I wonder what this was about. He was mad because the man, who was in the middle part of the car kept trying to sit on my lap. That is a little freaky. And he didn't know about my dream until I just showed it to him.

That is amazing. I must ask- you don't have to answer if you don't want to but was there any interaction with this odd dream dude so far? because I think dreaming about someone before you ever encouter him is pretty rare and it is most likely it should mean something.

[CFTraveler]

Not with me in particular, but he posted something obnoxious and another mod threw him out of the group.
BTW, this kind of precognition is indeed rare for me- it's not my forte, so to speak, and when it does happen it's usually immediate.

Last night I had another night of almost no sleep, and whatever I slept I dreamt, but they were so many I hardly remember.

[CFTraveler]

I spent some time dreaming about elephants and other things I have forgotten- but there was a pervasive animal element in my dreams last night. When I woke up, I was having visions of ancient gods, both Egyptian and Hindu Gods, and right before waking up I saw the image of an egyptian-style God (in dress) with an elephant's head. I found it startling because I associate elephant with Ganesha, who is Indian, not Egyptian.