<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5606646591505636501</id><updated>2012-01-23T17:23:10.473-05:00</updated><category term='YELLOW'/><category term='LEADER'/><category term='FATHER'/><category term='NEIGHBOR S'/><category term='BEING SHOT AT'/><category term='SIGHTING'/><category term='ASTRAL PROJECTION'/><category term='BROTHER B'/><category term='SPIRIT'/><category term='AIR'/><category term='CLOUDS'/><category term='ACCEPTING A GIFT'/><category term='DOOR'/><category term='IT&apos;S TIME TO LEAVE THEME'/><category term='CAVERN'/><category term='GUN'/><category term='NEAR FALL'/><category term='AFRICAN'/><category term='WORLD ENDING'/><category term='SEARCHING'/><category term='BLUE'/><category term='CAVE'/><category term='TRANSFORMATION'/><category term='19th CENTURY'/><category term='VOICE HEARD'/><category term='STAIRCASE'/><category term='INTERPRETATION'/><category term='DANCING'/><category term='STAIRS'/><category term='20th CENTURY'/><category term='APPLAUSE'/><category term='LIME GREEN'/><category term='WHITE'/><category term='MESSAGE'/><category term='INDIAN (INDIA)'/><category term='BALCONY'/><category term='HALLWAY'/><category term='ANALYSIS'/><category term='MOTHER'/><category term='SPIRITUAL ASSISTANCE'/><category term='ANTIQUE'/><category term='BOOKS'/><category term='UNSEEN PERSON'/><category term='WOOD'/><category term='GOD'/><title type='text'>Rene's Dream Journal</title><subtitle type='html'>Accounts, Interpretations, and Content Analysis</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://encountersinthedreamdimension.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5606646591505636501/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encountersinthedreamdimension.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Penny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzlT6E5d9iM/TBmAH422DFI/AAAAAAAAAOk/mLmCiyxRjA4/S220/avatar_4672+++79+x+79.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5606646591505636501.post-6969431243887816967</id><published>2012-01-23T17:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T17:23:10.482-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='STAIRCASE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HALLWAY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NEIGHBOR S'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NEAR FALL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='STAIRS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='19th CENTURY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANTIQUE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ACCEPTING A GIFT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='20th CENTURY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WOOD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BALCONY'/><title type='text'>THE ANTIQUE HALLWAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DREAM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CONTENT:  &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;BUILDING, PAST LIFE, ERA: 19c, S___ DREAMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SUMMARY:&lt;/b&gt;  I live in old building and end up in danger of falling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DREAM LOCATION &amp; SETTING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Building location:&lt;/b&gt; Possibly America or England.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;People:&lt;/b&gt; American or British. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Era:&lt;/b&gt;  Apparel and hallway appears to be Mid 19th to Early 20th Century (circa 1850s to 1920).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;COMMENTS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Asleep in the chair at the computer. No earplugs in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sunday, January 22, 2012&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:56  PM&lt;br /&gt;RF  9.675&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ACCOUNT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SEGMENT 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;OBSERVING.  There is at least one white male in black or dark clothing that is removing parts of an antique hallway that is to be renovated (some type of inner walls), exposing the inner walls closest to the exterior walls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SEGMENT 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;PARTICIPATING.  I'm in an unknown room (not seen because it is behind me), and I open the door that looks out into a rectangular hall with a central oval-shaped balcony that runs most of the hall's length. On the left of the hall are clear unadorned windows. I look around the hall then step into it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To my right a door opens and a woman steps into her doorway, stepping partway into the hall (don't remember her race). [The &lt;i&gt;observing self&lt;/i&gt; recognizes her as my waking life neighbor, S___.] Her room is brightly lit with a light yellow artificial light. She has a colorful canister (pale bluish gray, with 1 inch diameter black, pink and white dots and ribbon on top) in her (right?) hand. She asks if I'd like the canister (and whatever is in it). (I've forgotten exactly what she said). I think I hesitate but since she seems sincere and regretful as if trying to make up for something, I gracefully accept the gift with a smile then say, "Thank you". She seems nice. I turn away and head back to my room with the canister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SEGMENT 3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;PARTICIPATING.  The next thing I'm standing in my doorway, looking out into the hallway again, but now the brown wood floors are completely wet, and I'm baffled as to why. Then I look over at the wall of windows and see that outside them water is pouring down the glass from a heavy rainfall, but the interior side of the windows and the flooring is completely wet. I realize the rain is getting inside--a leakage. With the mystery solved, my attention turns elsewhere. I walk toward the balcony banister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In the next instant I'm leaning against the banister--my left hand grasping the rail as I look down to the landing then reach across with my right hand to the opposite banister (somehow this is possible). Without warning a large section of the banister on my side gives way, leaving a baluster hanging (to my left) from the top of the remaining section of the banister.  I hang on with my right hand, dangling over the downstairs landing where a few people walking are walking toward the exit to the right. One of them is thought to be the renovator on his way out. I also see (what is remembered as) a woman in a light blue nurse-type uniform or dress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;With my free left hand I reach for the spoke and begin to twist the lower two sections in an attempt to tighten them so I can securely grab it and hopefully maneuver my way back onto the floor. I worry that it is not going to hold my weight as it is a fragment of the fallen banister section.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Coming up the left side of the three foot wide staircase (dark gray carpet or other surface) are two white, middle-aged gentlemen (late 40's to late 50's): The first man is wearing a light yellow or white/cream shirt under a black suit, and he has on a black Bowling hat. A few feet behind him the second man is dressed slightly less formally (no full suit) with all black clothing. I'm relieved to see them; they don't seem to notice me, so I call out to them, the first man specifically because he is closest to me. He looks up in surprise (I feel myself to be in my 20's and nice-looking, possibly Caucasian or fair-skinned). I say, "Will you help me?" and  he just stares at me in shock, but I can see he is prepared to help. The observing me recognizes that the man will become an important part of my life (in that lifetime) beyond rescuing me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HALLWAY DESCRIPTION&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A wide rectangular hall (the word "Gallery" and "Rotunda" keeps popping into my head) about 15 feet long and at least 3.5 feet wide (running left to right in the dream) with a staircase access at center right of a central, oval-shaped, banister style balcony that runs most of the hall's length. The wood on the walls, window slats, baseboard under the window, and floors of the upper hall are a dark walnut or mahogany--brown but not very dark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The floors are made up of narrow (about 5 inch wide) slats of wood that run horizontally along the length of the hallway (left to right from my observing vantage point).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The balcony overlooks the main floor part of the staircase and main floor and is made of narrow-spaced, 3 feet high vertical balusters that run the entire balcony width and length. The balusters are made up of three identical small sections screwed together, and the balcony banister is about three and a half feet from the doors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Doors run the length of the hallway on one side but I'm not sure what is on the opposite (further) side.  I don't remember the color of the doors or walls--they aren't of a light color--just that there is a wood baseboard under the windows, and a vague memory that all of the walls are made of the aforementioned wood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My room is center left of the side closest to the dream screen, and there are other rooms to the right of mine and at least one room to the left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On the far right is a wall remembered as being another wall of glass, similar to a partition beyond which seems to be an office or something. Maybe it's just a mirrored wall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On the left, the wall is is made of gorgeous side by side unadorned windows that are about five feet away from my room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last but not least, the ceilings were high at about 15 to 20 feet. Not clearly seen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WINDOW DESCRIPTION&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A wall of windows that start lengthwise from a 2.5 to 3 foot wood base to the ceiling and from a narrow band of wood on the left and right with vertical narrow strips of wood separating the windows.   throughout the hall was a with medium brown walnut or mahogany wood that has a nice sheen when wet and appears basically smooth. There are 3 or 4 windows side by side and separated by narrow stripes of wood. The panes are clear and void of any window treatments and they curve gently outward at horizontal center from wall base floor to ceiling, giving the exterior a gently curved appearance. These windows should provide a reasonable amount of natural light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;STAIRCASE &amp; LANDING DESCRIPTION&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The staircase is one flight in 2 or 3 sections or a single section that changes direction. From my vantage point, the last man was coming up from the right then turned left to the final stretch of ten or so steps. Going downstairs, the stairs led straight down for half a flight then turns rightward (and possibly a third turn further right). The upper staircase exits onto a wide rotunda-styled wide hallway. The staircase is accessed from the main floor landing. The stairs and the main floor surface are dark grey with the landing being almost black and matte with small white speckles. The stairs may be carpeted, if not then of the same surface as the main floor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOTE:&lt;/b&gt;  Just had a flash memory again of there being a second staircase on the opposite side OR the staircase is similar to a spiral staircase. I don't remember there being a second access point, though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FINAL COMMENTS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This dream had parts which hinted at a past life: The hall and it's antique structure with dark wood, curved windows and a rotunda-styled balcony. I'm not sure what era was hinted at beyond that. It was like taking 21st century people (me and S___) and sticking us into the 19th or early 20th century.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;INTERPRETATION&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What is most striking is the antique hallway which was so beautiful. The next thing that drew my attention were the windows. Next, the recognition of S___ and last, the wet flooring caused by the rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It appears that there is a reference on the relationship between me and S___, my neighbor. However, WHAT the reference is, I'm not certain because I've no idea if the dream is referring to a past life that we may have shared. Or maybe it's an alternate life or may even refer to the future in this lifetime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The hallway and the apparel of the men in the dream (not sure know what S___ was wearing, but I'm getting a flash memory of a long gown or robe) was distinctly from the Mid 19th to Early 20th century. A few of the men wore black suits with black Bowler hats (curved tops with short or flip up brims). This is the 2nd or 3rd dream with a man wearing a suit with such a hat. Hmmmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This dream is an example of how how past life material/memories come through to us. In bits and pieces, sometimes mixed in with modern settings and decor. The dream following this one of the old factory buildings and military practice is another example past (or even future) life material seeping into our dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5606646591505636501-6969431243887816967?l=encountersinthedreamdimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5606646591505636501/posts/default/6969431243887816967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5606646591505636501/posts/default/6969431243887816967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encountersinthedreamdimension.blogspot.com/2012/01/antique-hallway.html' title='THE ANTIQUE HALLWAY'/><author><name>Penny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzlT6E5d9iM/TBmAH422DFI/AAAAAAAAAOk/mLmCiyxRjA4/S220/avatar_4672+++79+x+79.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5606646591505636501.post-2831773885461039390</id><published>2011-12-04T15:28:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T15:55:15.660-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPIRIT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ASTRAL PROJECTION'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPIRITUAL ASSISTANCE'/><title type='text'>SOMETHING STRADDLES ME--IS IT MY ASTRAL BODY?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DREAM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CONTENT:  &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;SPIRIT, SPIRITUAL ASSISTANCE, ASTRAL PROJECTION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SUMMARY:&lt;/b&gt;  Spirit lies on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DREAM LOCATION &amp; SETTING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Unknown dark room. Central dream character asleep in bed, lying on stomach under sheet cover. Asleep in the chair at the computer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;COMMENTS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No earplugs; headphones on but no sound (cooking show paused). OBSERVING AND/OR PARTICIPATING. Confusing dream action.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sunday, June 19, 2011&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:36  PM&lt;br /&gt;RF  9.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ACCOUNT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SEGMENT 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;PARTICIPATING.  I'm sitting at a long table in a well lit cafeteria[1], and across from me are two female friends. We have a long conversation (forgotten) where a decision is made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SEGMENT 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;OBSERVING. I'm watching someone quietly asleep in bed[2} under a top sheet or quilt[3]. I am aware of a presence--a spirit--but I don't see it, yet know it is standing? at the wall right where I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOTE:&lt;/b&gt;  Because of the confusing nature of the dream, Segment 2 is broken down into current viewpoints which changed and merged a few times. Three things are possibly going on in this segment:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[1]&lt;/b&gt;  Either I'm the person in the bed AND in my astral body (hovering over the bed or standing between/in wall and bed).  OR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[2]&lt;/b&gt;  The person in bed is unknown, AND I'm in my astral body while hovering or standing near the bed.  OR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[3]&lt;/b&gt;  I'm the person in the bed, AND I'm in the astral body, AND I'm also the presence—a spirit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;PARTICIPATING (AS SPIRIT?).  The person is in the center of the bed and seems to have no awareness of the spirit even as it sits at the foot of the bed (on left) and lies on the left edge of the bed, its back to the wall[4]. I feel its "body" movements as if I AM the spirit, and sense it is stocky and about 5' to 5' 5" tall, but I cannot determine a sex. I feel it raising its right leg, and I see a wall of softly glowing bright red light under the leg of the spirit. I feel it straddle the person's left leg. I vaguely sense the spirit's intention which is not to molest but to merely lie on the person's back, to gain some form of closeness with the sleeping person. I don't know why it wants to do that, but it is in an upright straddle position and leans forward, making a sound (forgotten).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;PARTICIPATING (AS ME). There is an imperceptible change of viewpoint. One moment I sense the spirit leaning forward and the next I seem to be in the familiar in-between (astral?) state. At some point I briefly see a soft lavender pink light amid darkness THEN I feel a medium heavy pressure on my back as if something is lying on it—more than that it is a sort of tight embrace or clutch. It is NOT pinning me down—it's literally clinging to my back, and I am certain of that as I shrug my back side to side to dislodge the presence, managing to sit up in the process.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;PARTICIPATING and OBSERVING.  As I sit up and the spirit is no longer on me—it is now clear that I AM the person in the bed. I can feel and see[5] myself scrambling to the edge of the bed[6]. The room is dark but as always there is that mysterious light where I can see close around me (the aura, perhaps?). I turn slightly leftward and shout in frustration into the dark, "I call on the Forces of Good, my Angels, and the Archangels. I ask that all (negative?) presences be removed from my apartment...permanently." (parts may be forgotten at this point)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I awake at 8:36 PM then close my eyes briefly and see a display of rich purple against darkness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOTES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[1]&lt;/b&gt;  My back is to the dream screen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[2]&lt;/b&gt;  the dream room was not in my waking life apartment—I don't even have a bed...I sleep on the couch in an upright position.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[3]&lt;/b&gt;  sleeping in a queen or king-sized bed to the far left of a large, darkened room. The left side of the bed is against the wall, the head of the bed Northward, the foot of the bed closest to dream screen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[4]&lt;/b&gt;  the spirit lies on its left side, back facing the wall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[5]&lt;/b&gt;  I am simultaneously participating and observing as if standing or hovering from the wall area behind me. So whatever I do, I also see it happening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[6]&lt;/b&gt;  center right with wall behind me. . .  I'm wearing white or light color clothing (PJs?).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FINAL COMMENTS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was very difficult to describe this dream because I seemed to be myself in the physical and the astral but also be the spirit as well. A very odd and rare dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;INTERPRETATION&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE SPIRIT =&lt;/b&gt;  self. Possibly the dark side of self trying to unite with the main self. OR could be an actual spirit that I (while in my astral body) whose activities were viewed by my astral self.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;RED LIGHT =&lt;/b&gt;  may be energy of some kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;RIGHT LEG =&lt;/b&gt;  the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;STRADDLING =&lt;/b&gt;  indecision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LAYING ON MY BACK =&lt;/b&gt;  pressures of life; burden--what is carried around. Could be an actual spirit visit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What I think was happening is that I astral projected and stood or hovered nearby, either watching a spirit and entering its body OR I was the spirit and lay upon my physical body. The spirit could be my dark side trying to merge with me or gain some attention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5606646591505636501-2831773885461039390?l=encountersinthedreamdimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5606646591505636501/posts/default/2831773885461039390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5606646591505636501/posts/default/2831773885461039390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encountersinthedreamdimension.blogspot.com/2011/12/something-straddles-me-is-it-my-astral.html' title='SOMETHING STRADDLES ME--IS IT MY ASTRAL BODY?'/><author><name>Penny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzlT6E5d9iM/TBmAH422DFI/AAAAAAAAAOk/mLmCiyxRjA4/S220/avatar_4672+++79+x+79.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5606646591505636501.post-287040806810833364</id><published>2011-12-01T12:28:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T13:00:56.794-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='INDIAN (INDIA)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIME GREEN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WHITE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YELLOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BLUE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DANCING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='APPLAUSE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AFRICAN'/><title type='text'>THE DANCING WALL REFLECTION</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DREAM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CONTENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;COUNTRY (INDIA), RACE (INDIAN or AFRICAN), DANCING AND SINGING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SUMMARY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I decide on wall decor, dance as man watches, and see a watercolor reflection of myself on the wall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Friday, August 26, 2011--a&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:54  AM&lt;br /&gt;RF 9.8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DREAM LOCATION &amp; SETTING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Seg 1 &amp; 2:   Feels like I'm in an underground building or a basement. There are no remembered windows. The room is no more than nine feet wide but is exceedingly long like a wide corridor. The building feels like it's in the Middle East or India.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRELIMINARY EVENTS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Prayed to Archangel Michael and asked him to enter my dreams. Told him that I was lonely and wanted to talk to him about my future (I meant this life). I asked him if I could have a sign upon awakening that would help me remember the dream and who he was in it. Earplugs in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ACCOUNT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Segment 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;PARTICIPATING &amp; OBSERVING.  Parts forgotten. I'm in a well lit, nondescript room with white walls in an underground building or basement that is at least twenty feet long like a corridor. This is space I'm in the progress of decorating and it feels like  it was recently provided to me to do with as I wish and for that reason I am happy and excited. I also feel that I'm wealthy (either myself or via a husband or other provider).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am walking along the corridor of what seems to be the center of the "apartment". To my left is a man (not seen or not remembered) who is a contractor (painter). I instruct him to stencil the walls with a brick stenciling. The dreaming me envisions the entire front room and the wall to my right all done in brown brick. I think I ask him about the cost of the full stenciling. His price quote is more than I want to spend or expect it to be, so I am a little undecided and almost change my mind, but I think I decide to have the brown brick stenciling done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Segment 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;PARTICIPATING &amp; OBSERVING.  Parts forgotten. Now I'm in the front room with its white walls. It seems to be the same day, and I'm with a man (not seen yet) who feels to be my husband or boyfriend. I talk to him about dancing then I begin to dance a fast, scintillating rhythm. I move forward to the opposite end of the room then turn and head back to the opposite wall. As I dance I am observing myself as if I am standing a few feet away, watching:  I have dark brown skin; am very slender; have straight, long, brown hair tied up (with a white bit of fabric) in a neat, pointy bun on top of my head; am wearing an off-white skirt that stops at or above the knee and which is very frilly with lots of layered ruffles (think Mexican). When I move the ruffles rise and bounce. I don't remember clear enough what the top looks like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I move my hips quite fast to the beat of what sounds like Indian music (from India) that uses cymbals and a flute (think Bollywood). My ability to move is effortless and sensual, extremely focused and on target with the beat of the music. I swivel my hips and spin around and around. I appear to really love dancing and may have previously been a professional dancer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then I am on my final steps and am facing a wall (the man is later revealed to be behind me, sitting with his back against the opposite wall) which reflects my image near the bottom half, but the image is a watercolor and not a mirror image. This image reflection moves as I do, and I get a clear look at myself. I'm smiling broadly and am dark skinned, possibly of Indian or African ethnicity. I look exotic. Surrounding my silhouette are rows of bright colors (like an aura):  White, yellow green, lime green, medium ocean blue are the colors I remember. From behind me (to my left) I hear the man say, "People will love you," and it is clear that he's referring to my dancing skill. When I finish the dance, I lay down on the floor and the image duplicates my movement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then I rise, facing that wall and watching the image smiling back at me. The man begins to clap, applauding me and the routine. I turn to face him and for the first time, I see his face clearly. Again, he encourages me to dance, saying that people will enjoy watching me. He is white-skinned; has a long, squarish, and full face; dark hair, slightly bald at the top; is wearing a white or light color shirt, and has a broad smile. Then I awake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FINAL COMMENT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Soon as I awake, a thought comes to mind that he is of Mediterranean descent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The dream was very realistic and felt a lot like astral projection dreams do. I've had several dreams where I am either dancing or singing. The thing about dancing is that in my youth I wanted to be a singer (among other things). But by the time I turned 15, I discovered a hidden talent for non-professional dancing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For many years I have imagined having a large, empty room where I could dance a sort of jazz freestyle-ethnic fusion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;POST COMMENT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thursday, December 1, 2011&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:20  AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At the time I had written the account, I had forgotten that for a brief period I had tried my hand (in secret) at Jazz-type dancing. It was a lot of fun but not something I wanted to do professionally. It was the peace of being alone and immersing myself in the enjoyment of the vibration of the music and the freedom of constraint.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CROSS-REFERENCE # (Acct. 2):  &lt;a href="http://soul-experiences.blogspot.com/2011/12/lights-seen-with-eyes-closed-2-accts.html"&gt;2011-08-26d-FR  and  2011-08-26e-FR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CR SUMMARY:&lt;/b&gt;  Colored lights seen with eyes closed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CR RF:&lt;/b&gt;  0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;INTERPRETATION&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No thoughts at this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LAST UPDATED:&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;i&gt;December 1, 2011&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5606646591505636501-287040806810833364?l=encountersinthedreamdimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5606646591505636501/posts/default/287040806810833364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5606646591505636501/posts/default/287040806810833364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encountersinthedreamdimension.blogspot.com/2011/12/dancing-wall-reflection.html' title='THE DANCING WALL REFLECTION'/><author><name>Penny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzlT6E5d9iM/TBmAH422DFI/AAAAAAAAAOk/mLmCiyxRjA4/S220/avatar_4672+++79+x+79.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5606646591505636501.post-8099576146018898474</id><published>2011-10-26T08:48:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T12:59:10.924-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UNSEEN PERSON'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MESSAGE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CLOUDS'/><title type='text'>BLACK CLOUD ROLLS IN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DREAM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CONTENT:  &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;CLOUDS, UNSEEN PERSON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SUMMARY&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I see ominous black cloud in the sky and an unseen presence arrives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CROSS-REFERENCE:  &lt;a href="http://soul-experiences.blogspot.com/2011/10/synchronistic-answer.html"&gt;2011--10-26-WE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  [Outside Link]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CONTENT:&lt;/b&gt;  SYNCHRONICITY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SUMMARY:&lt;/b&gt;  While trying to decide on the best word to use, I hear one of the two choices spoken by someone on a video.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LIFE EVENTS AT TIME OF DREAM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking fluid retention medicine. In good spirits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRELIMINARY EVENTS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today, after food shopping, a lady recommended that I find out why the fluid is being retained. So, several hours before the dream, I twice thought to ask Archangel Raphael if He could help me find out why my body is retaining fluid--the source problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DREAM SETTING &amp; LOCATION:&lt;/b&gt;  Unknown bedroom at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;COMMENTS:&lt;/b&gt;  Earplugs in. Asleep at computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tuesday, October 25, 2011&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:40  PM&lt;br /&gt;RF 9.6 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ACCOUNT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Segment 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;PARTICIPATING.  Parts forgotten. It's early evening with a wee bit of light still in the sky. To my right I hear someone frantically say that (someone or thing) is coming. This reference is to the sky. I'm not sure where I am because all I see is a view of the sky with large white clouds (not fluffy or bright). To the left is a large lower patch of clouds and one over it with horizontal spaces that show the light blue sky behind. True to the warning, at the upper left a huge, black, fluffy, storm cloud rolls into view, moving fast from upper left to lower left in a diagonal path over the top of the white clouds. This arrival is like an invasion by a negative force.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Segment 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;PARTICIPATING.  Parts forgotten. I'm in a bedroom that is dim, and I have already gone to bed (sheets are light blue), am lying on my back, and have the sheets drawn over my head in an attempt to hide from whatever force that has arrived. Then I feel someone get into bed with me on my right. Whoever it is seems to be lying on its back, for it leans leftward--the person or entity is not seen but I feel this movement as I would that of any flesh and blood human. This presence leans over me, saying[1] with a male voice, "There is too much light, it needs to be darker." He reaches up to the left of me and soundlessly does something that makes it dimmer under the sheet or in the room. Then he lays back down, the sheet adjusted over his head, as well. Dream ends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The understanding I have is that the light would have attracted the negative visitor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FINAL COMMENT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I wasn't scared and have no idea who or what the presence was. I never saw anything but there is a faint knowledge that the bing did not live with me but arrived that night uninvited as a result of the invasion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Also, in waking life, I don't have a bed and, in fact, I was sitting to the computer when the dream occurred. However, I have had previous dreams (not lately) of unknown male presences hopping in bed with me. Had I had a bed NOW, I would have wondered if this spirit had done so in reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I find it interesting that even though I don't have a bed, I've had several dreams that occur in a non-existent bed often located in what appears to be my former apt.'s bedroom. In retrospect, however, this latest dream could have been my bedroom (if it wasn't filled with books and stuff).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOTES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[1]&lt;/b&gt;  May not be the exact words, but the meaning is accurate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;INTERPRETATION&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LITERAL INTERPRETATION&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This dream may refer to health-related issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SYMBOL INTERPRETATIONS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WARNING&lt;/b&gt;  ---  literal. Sounding an alarm. What was the warning?  [That something threatening (forgotten) was approaching.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;INVASIVE FORCE / INVASION&lt;/b&gt;  ---  literal. That which threatens to invade. Physically, could be invasive bacterial cells within the body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SKY&lt;/b&gt;  ---  communication. High ideals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHITE CLOUDS&lt;/b&gt;  ---  the spiritual horizon; that which is positive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DARK CLOUD&lt;/b&gt;  ---  something unknown or negative. Or it reflects darkness itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DARK CLOUD ROLLING IN&lt;/b&gt;  ---  something unknown or negative coming on the horizon. Something looming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TOO MUCH LIGHT&lt;/b&gt;  ---  literal. [ I'm spending too much of my waking time in light, even sleeping with the light on instead of in the dark which would afford my body the opportunity to better regenerate (melanin).]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"NEEDS TO BE DARKER"&lt;/b&gt;  ---  literal. [ I'm being told that I need to sleep in a darker environment to keep out or (prevent or thwart) invasive (health-related) activity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BED / BEDROOM&lt;/b&gt;  ---   a rest state or state of resting is needed. Intimate life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;UNDER THE COVER&lt;/b&gt;  ---  that which is hidden or hides; protection from or hiding from some issue, thing or event. What are you hiding from or trying to prevent.  [awareness of and prevention of ET or spirit contact/interaction]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PALE BLUE&lt;/b&gt;  ---  represents a healing source or force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRESENCE&lt;/b&gt;  ---  may be a guardian or health Angel. Also, may be Higher Self or some alternate self.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRESENCE IN BED WITH ME&lt;/b&gt;  ---  the manner in which the dream message is delivered. A spiritual companion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FINAL INTERPRETATION&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;From a physial (or literal) point of view, the dream message and symbology is warning me that my practice or habit of sleeping with the lights on at night is affecting my health by preventing my body from regenerating (recupping energy and resources) so it can maintain healthy function. If I persist with this habit, I will open myself up to invasion by harmful bacteria, weakened immune system and possibly, even, negative spiritual forces. The message is clear: "There is too much light, it needs to be darker."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LAST UPDATED:&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;i&gt;October 26, 2011&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5606646591505636501-8099576146018898474?l=encountersinthedreamdimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5606646591505636501/posts/default/8099576146018898474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5606646591505636501/posts/default/8099576146018898474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encountersinthedreamdimension.blogspot.com/2011/10/black-cloud-rolls-in.html' title='BLACK CLOUD ROLLS IN'/><author><name>Penny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzlT6E5d9iM/TBmAH422DFI/AAAAAAAAAOk/mLmCiyxRjA4/S220/avatar_4672+++79+x+79.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5606646591505636501.post-5277546514328060925</id><published>2011-10-17T07:41:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T12:21:50.325-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='INDIAN (INDIA)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DOOR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEARCHING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LEADER'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='INTERPRETATION'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='STAIRS'/><title type='text'>FINAL STEP</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DREAM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CONTENT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PAST POSSIBLE PAST LIFE, TRANSFORMATION, NEIGHBORHOOD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SUMMARY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Indian woman leads me to a destination; climb stairs to reach door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Saturday, August 6, 2011--b&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:30 PM&lt;br /&gt;RF 9.8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;COMMENTS:&lt;/b&gt;  Earplugs in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRELIMINARY EVENTS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Prayed to Archangel Michael (circa 11:49 AM); asked him to visit me in my dreams. Woke at 12:59 PM then back to bed at 1:49.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ACCOUNT  (edited)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Segment 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;OBSERVING.  It's daytime, and I'm looking for someplace. I come across a group of white-skinned Indian women. The leader of these women is tall with dark hair, wearing a black dress of A-line style with a Peter Pan-like collar. She is responsible for protecting the community when their husbands are at work or away. A woman tells her something, shows her a piece of white paper. Whatever it is makes the leader suspicious, concerned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A few moments later, I show the leader my notebook and what I'd been writing. I think I ask her where to find some location.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Segment 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;PARTICIPATING and OBSERVING.  I can see the women with me in front of them, walking along a wide dirt path with an orange dirt field to our left. The path is quite long, and I've no idea where we're headed, but the women are walking briskly, and seem to be happy, the hems of their white petticoats showing under their dresses (19th century?--same style of the leaders, only some in color like light melon and light ocean blue). They are in modern enough dresses--A-line style and white petticoats. The leader is yards ahead of us and is of a quiet, subdued demeanor. I rush to join the leader to her right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Segment 3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;PARTICIPATING or OBSERVING.  Now the women and the leader are behind me. I don't see them or hear them, only see that I'm standing inside a gate entrance and am looking across the front yard of a gray house that's to the far right almost out of view. Straight ahead about eight feet, is a long horizontal fence with a gray central gate that opens out onto the sidewalk of a wealthy neighborhood. Before the gate is a waist high, large gray, metal cylinder (about 2.5 to 3 feet in diameter) with beige or pale gold accents. To the right of this cylinder object is a rectangular fax machine-like object (same color as cylinder) mounted somehow next to the stairs of the house. There is lively green shrubbery in the yard, especially in the center, forcing a path to the left (and right?).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I recognize the yard as one I had visited before. I say, "I dreamed of this before. The last time was yesterday." I also know the neighborhood beyond the gate is one I've visited on prior occasions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Segment 4&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;OBSERVING.  We've crossed the garden, went out out through the gate and onto the sidewalk. We eventually end up in an okay lit stairwell. I see the women rush up the stairs, but the leader is missing. I see a woman with short cut sandy blond hair and a dress similar to the leader's. She looks up at me then continues up the stairs (at least two flights).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;PARTICIPATING.  I'm now walking up the stair then crouch down, knowing I can see the outside beyond the back of the stairs. What I see is the corner a mini mall[1] surfaced in dark taupe-like gray metal with horizontal ridges at the top and shaded windows of similar color. At the very top, center left, is the name of the store which is "TIME" in medium yellow capital letters (Times New Roman font). I say, "That's the store I was looking for."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I raise and continue up the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Almost at the top of the staircase to the left is a brown-skinned woman of Haitian (or Caribbean) descent. She has her head down and I know she is too afraid to step onto the last stair which will put her on the top landing where there is a medium pink and red speckled door that looks (and I know it to be) ancient. To the immediate left of the door is an old-fashioned cylinder object (can't recreate the image)--a sort of curved or spiral appendage. I recognize the door as one I'd seen a few times before; the memory of it instills fear in me because others who have tried to reach it have injured themselves, and/or have not succeeded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Behind me, the women are shouting to her words of encouragement. I say to her, "You're going to miss your train!" Until then I had no idea where we were, that we were at a "station" of some sort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The goal is to get her--all of us through the door. The problem is that the final stair is a trick step that moves when you step on it and could potentially plunge a person to their death. I try to coax her, to support her to take that final step. She does try and when she raises her foot and steps on the stair, the top of it swings out toward us on the right side about four inches, and this action fills her with renewed panic. The step is bright yellow with a narrow black, rubber tread at the top front edge (2" height and 1" depth) with horizontal ridging. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I (grab her arm?) and push or kick the stair back into place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The coaxing having failed somewhat, I grab something to my right for leverage and take that final step to the landing. I find I'm too far to the right and in the wrong position (need to be in the center where the door is) to pull the door open without my being in it's path. So I step to the left and am now right in front of the door. Straight after, I hear the women behind me rush up the remaining steps, passing me and gathering on the landing (I don't actually see them). As they do, I reach back for the woman and take her arm to help her onto the landing. There is a feeling of something gone wrong, a strong disturbance where she was standing. She's disappeared and I surmise she may have fallen in a space to the far left of the staircase banister (the landing seems to be nonexistent on the far left). There is an atmosphere of fearful expectation as I stand and stare at the door. I reach out to open it, then I wake up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOTES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[1]&lt;/b&gt;  a group of stores under the same roof&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;=====================================================&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;INTERPRETATION&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;=====================================================&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SYMBOLS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indian wives, leader, black dress, A-Line dresses, long dirt path, orange, dirt field, garden, gates, cylinder, fax machine, gray house, stairwell, stairs, store, transformation of women (Indian into Caribbean), missing leader, yellow, time, final stair / final step, trick stair, fear, pink and red, door, left side, right side, forward, behind, in front.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAJOR SYMBOLS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leader, long dirt path, garden, gates, stairwell, stairs, transformation (Indian into Caribbean), final stair / final step, trick stair, fear, door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm going to analyze some, if not all, of the symbols, giving my impression of the possible literal and symbolic meaning of the symbols as they pertain to my life or of those around me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LITERAL INTERPRETATIONS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Parts of this dream feels to be astral in nature where locations in the dream appear to be familiar to the observing and/or participating self. These include:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[1]&lt;/b&gt;  the garden area (relates to a previous dream and a previous visit, neither of which were remembered in waking life)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[2]&lt;/b&gt;  the neighborhood beyond the garden (although not seen, I knew what was beyond the garden which points to some level of foreknowledge or familiarity)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[3]&lt;/b&gt;  the store named TIME (there was a feeling of familiarity)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[4]&lt;/b&gt;  the door (dream familiarity and knowledge of an object not remembered in waking life)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Another consideration is that parts of the dream may hold past life associations:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[1]&lt;/b&gt;  the Indian women (including the leader, could point to lifetimes in India)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[2]&lt;/b&gt;  Indian women transforming into Caribbean black women (could point to a past life in both India and the Caribbean)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[3]&lt;/b&gt;  19th century A-line dress fashion w/Peter Pan collar (could point to a past life in 19th century America, since this is fashion popular around that time AND I've had other dreams where similar fashion has shown up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;There is also the possibility of interaction between my superconscious and conscious self. Such as:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[1]&lt;/b&gt;  the leader  (the Superconscious itself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[2]&lt;/b&gt;  the women  (both races--aspects of self)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[3]&lt;/b&gt;  garden  (the soul or spirit of self)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[4]&lt;/b&gt;  the door  (entrance into Superconscious--aka Oversoul--)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SYMBOLIC INTERPRETATIONS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LEADER&lt;/b&gt;  --- the Superconscious (SC). The SC is that part of self that knows all and has awareness of past lives, astral journeys, knowledge of God, etc. [The Superconscious may be the same as the Oversoul, Soul, and Spirit. SC May be the location and door to the Akashic Records that some believe lies within us.] In this dream, the leader may be a personification of the Superconscious which is trying to communicate the core meaning of the dream. (&lt;i&gt;See MAIN MESSAGE&lt;/i&gt;.) Could also be a gate-keeper or a Guide leading me along the path to greener pastures and/or to higher knowledge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;INDIAN WOMEN&lt;/b&gt;  --- may have a past life association. Aspects of self as a support team.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CARIBBEAN WOMEN&lt;/b&gt;  --- may have a past life association. Aspects of self as a support team.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WIVES&lt;/b&gt;  --- aspects of self. A marriage of some sort, possibly a personification of aspects or abilities that work together (community). Support team.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLACK DRESS&lt;/b&gt;  --- the unknown, death, or change. What one is wearing and seen by others. That which hides parts of self.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A-LINE DRESSES&lt;/b&gt;  --- the words "a line"? A past life fragment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LONG DIRT PATH&lt;/b&gt;  --- The journey of my life at present. To me, a dirt path is that which is void of water and greenery--both vestiges of the spirit--awaiting nourishment in the form of water and attention. This symbol likely denotes my waking perceptions about my life and how pointless and without purpose it seems. Also, a path is usually bordered by something. Take note of what bordered either side of the path:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thus, to the left was a wide open field that spread out wider as the path continued. What was to the right isn't remembered, which makes the left side the default focus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ORANGE&lt;/b&gt;  --- a degree of occult (hidden) knowledge. The deeper the orange the more depth of occult knowledge one possesses or needs to acquire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ORANGE DIRT FIELD&lt;/b&gt;  --- Available space. Perhaps occult knowledge (orange) in need of expansion (field). Open lots are space available to build upon and to expand already present structures. Since the field was to the left, this symbol may be a comment on occult (psychic) ability that has yet (left) to be expanded. Also, FIELD could represent my choice of skill, ability, talent, or job position as in "What field are you in?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WEALTHY NEIGHBORHOOD&lt;/b&gt;  --- a richer area of my life that I may be entering into. Or an improvement of my financial status.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GATE / ENTRANCE 1 (into garden)&lt;/b&gt;  --- at the threshold of something previously glimpsed or desired (I saw this garden before). Since I was standing in the opening of the first gate, and was observing, this dream action could represent that I'm at a standstill for the present time but am being shown what lies just ahead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take note of what was seen from gate 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[1]  FRONT YARD / GARDEN&lt;/b&gt;  with lively shrubbery may denote Greener pastures straight ahead. Perhaps the garden of the soul;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[2]  GATE / ENTRANCE 2  (out of garden)&lt;/b&gt; --- an entrance into what lies ahead. Because reaching that point requires moving forward, the second gate represents what lies ahead in the near future. Note that this gate leads to a wealthy neighborhood, and thus may denote a way by which to enter a state of financial improvement;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[3]  CYLINDER OBJECT&lt;/b&gt;  not sure what it represents;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[4]  FAX MACHINE&lt;/b&gt;  may denote (spiritual?) communication because it is used for purposes of providing and receiving information (I did have a dream of a phone call that seemed to be from someone that may now be deceased);&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[5]  GRAY HOUSE&lt;/b&gt;  is a potential state of health in my future but not yet an absolute (grayed, almost not seen).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;STAIRWELL&lt;/b&gt;  --- a transition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;STAIRS&lt;/b&gt;  --- since I was going up, a transition to a higher state of consciousness or other fixture of life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CROUCHING&lt;/b&gt;  --- peeking into the subconscious (denoted by the lower position). Note what was seen:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[1]  STORE&lt;/b&gt;  --- where one purchases what is needed or desired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[2]  STORE NAME  (TIME)&lt;/b&gt;  --- literal. A period of time that the transition dictates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[3]  YELLOW&lt;/b&gt;  --- a derivative of fear since yellow once represented cowardice and fear. Currently in my life, I feel that I have wasted time in the prime of my youth, and that my life has been a waste. I fear that I'll be poor for the remaining years of my life despite my efforts which have so far been failures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[4]  STORE NAME FONT:  TIMES NEW ROMAN&lt;/b&gt;  note the word "Time" repeats. This is part of the dream message: Time and fear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRANSFORMATION OF WOMEN (INDIAN INTO CARIBBEAN)&lt;/b&gt;  --- change, transformation, and transition in motion (since the women changed race while heading upstairs). Have not determined the interpretation of the ethnicities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MISSING LEADER&lt;/b&gt;  --- this likely denotes that whatever the leader represented, her job was completed because she had led me to a higher state (upper level of a stairwell) and was no longer needed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FINAL STAIR / FINAL STEP&lt;/b&gt;  --- literal. I may be approaching a final phase of some situation, but I am now, essentially, the leader with aspects of self joining me (the women reaching the landing with me yet not seen) to create a stronger whole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRICK STAIR&lt;/b&gt;  --- literal. A tricky step to navigate in order to reach a goal or opportunity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FEAR&lt;/b&gt;  --- literal. Fear immobilizes me or someone, preventing attainment of a higher evolution or state of circumstance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WOMAN AFRAID TO TAKE THAT FINAL STEP&lt;/b&gt;  --- could be me or someone that needs assistance. May be a comment on a final step needed to accomplish or help another person accomplish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PINK AND RED SPECKLES&lt;/b&gt;  --- represents love and energy, perhaps, but not sure what the color of the door represents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DOOR&lt;/b&gt;  --- point of transition and/or opportunity.  CLOSED/LOCKED:  not accessible or available. Not open to you.  OPEN:  available now. If you enter, you accept some change in circumstance or in your life.  TRYING OR PREPARING TO OPEN:  getting to a point where I am ready for some opportunity or change that can be physical or spiritual.  FAILURE TO OPEN:  missed opportunity. Not ready. Note how difficult it is to reach the door: That will be a comment on your struggle to attain some goal. Did your open the door? If not, you are at the door of some opportunity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ANCIENT DOOR&lt;/b&gt;  old ways or skills. Ancient opportunity or knowledge. Since I was familiar with the step and door, may be that I'm being shown something I've previously experienced, perhaps in a previous life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LEFT SIDE&lt;/b&gt;  --- the past, but can be that which is brewing but has not entered my sphere of awareness. Something that is waiting in the wings. Also, that which has not come to pass or has not been utilized.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;RIGHT SIDE&lt;/b&gt;  --- the future. FAR RIGHT: That which is possible but not yet available.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FORWARD&lt;/b&gt;  --- moving forward--what one is doing, should do, or will soon do. In motion. Objects and action that are before you may denote the near future. How soon something will occur depends on how far away something is from your current position.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BEHIND&lt;/b&gt;  --- a supportive role. "We have your back," "I'm behind you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;IN FRONT&lt;/b&gt;  --- the present time or the very near future. Also, taking a leadership position.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAIN DREAM MESSAGE(S)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I will encounter a person who will be a guide or mentor and will be able to lead me to a point of financial improvement which in turn will provide an opportunity for me to incorporate talents/abilities (aspects of self--the women) that could lead me to a position of even greater opportunity or level of growth. This final opportunity could be spiritually-related.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LAST UPDATED:&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;i&gt;October 17, 2011&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5606646591505636501-5277546514328060925?l=encountersinthedreamdimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5606646591505636501/posts/default/5277546514328060925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5606646591505636501/posts/default/5277546514328060925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encountersinthedreamdimension.blogspot.com/2011/10/final-step.html' title='FINAL STEP'/><author><name>Penny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzlT6E5d9iM/TBmAH422DFI/AAAAAAAAAOk/mLmCiyxRjA4/S220/avatar_4672+++79+x+79.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5606646591505636501.post-8299903464263907764</id><published>2011-10-17T00:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T00:16:14.607-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BOOKS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CAVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CAVERN'/><title type='text'>THREE BOOKS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DREAM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CONTENT:  &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;CAVE / CAVERN, MEDIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SUMMARY:&lt;/b&gt;   Books given to me; strange man stares at me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;April 1987&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time Unknown&lt;br /&gt;RF:  8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THEME:&lt;/b&gt;  Important books for me to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DREAM LOCATION &amp; SETTING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Unknown location that is made of gray slabs and has a cold appearance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ACCOUNT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Segment 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;PARTICIPATING.  Had a dream where I was in a gray, cold-looking place[1]. It was visually blurry, but I saw 3 or 4 individuals. Human, I assume. I didn't see their faces clearly, but the skin was white on two of them. They placed three books on a gray[2] slab or other surface, then they told me some things. Two books were of same thickness and possibly more important than the third, thinner book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Immediately after the books were shown to me the scene changed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Segment 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;OBSERVING.  I'm watching a scene of a plain white background of a room or open space. A white skinned man walks from left to right into view, wearing a long black top[3] white pants and black(?) Chinese flats. He's facing the dream screen, looking straight at me as if he can see me. I get the feeling he knows the meaning of the first part of the dream, and his staring at me fills me with apprehension. Though he is not fully menacing, he reminds me of a physical devil. His eyes are piercing and eyebrows noticeably arched which takes me aback. His smile is sort of menacing and challenging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FINAL COMMENT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I wonder if he may have been my spiritual guide. Maybe he is a reflection of my inner soul. My ears perk at that thought and I grow warm slightly on my right side. Maybe he is an adept; a master teacher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;POST COMMENT  (2)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Saturday, December 7, 1991&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Two years ago I speculated further that perhaps it was an evil spirit like satan or a demon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sunday, July 23, 2000&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:49  PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just reading through this account and am still speculating just who the person was or represented. Having acquired certain knowledge since 1991 I am led to surmise that the man may have been a spiritual guide disapproving of my lack of spiritual development. I wonder if I had had that dream in year 2000, would I still have interpreted his expression as one of hostility or, instead, one of sternness and reproach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOTES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[1]&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;i&gt;October 16, 2011&lt;/i&gt;:   remembered as being a cavern- or cave-like area&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[2]&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;i&gt;October 16, 2011&lt;/i&gt;:  Originally written:  ". . . on a steel gray[1] slab. But does 'steel' refer to the color "steel gray" or to the metal "steel"? Knowing me, I meant the shade "steel gray".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[3]&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;i&gt;October 16, 2011&lt;/i&gt;:  similar to what a Jew, Muslim or Chinese person would wear over pants&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;INTERPRETATION&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THREE:&lt;/b&gt;  Holy trinity. Mind, body, spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BOOKS:&lt;/b&gt;   knowledge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THREE BOOKS:&lt;/b&gt;   three types or levels of knowledge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TWO MORE IMPORTANT THEN THE THIRD (Possibly):&lt;/b&gt;   two types or levels of knowledge more important then the others. But which two?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CAVERN/CAVE:&lt;/b&gt;   the subconscious mind. A spiritual place in the astral realm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GRAY:&lt;/b&gt;   gray matter in the mind. That which is in need of illumination. Gray area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;UNKNOWN PEOPLE:&lt;/b&gt;   aspects of self. Teachers and/or Guides in the astral plane. ETs?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;UNKNOWN MAN:&lt;/b&gt;   aspect of self. One's dark or ignored side. Spiritual Guide or Teacher. Negative spirit in human form? A Hindi spiritual teacher?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ASIAN GARB:&lt;/b&gt;  Asian knowledge and teachings. Hindism or Buddism?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;=========================================================&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DREAM ANALYSIS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;=========================================================&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CONTENT:  &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;CAVE / CAVERN, MEDIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SUMMARY (DETAILED)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm in a cold place and cannot see clearly. I am given three books, the last more important than the others. In the next segment a man dressed in religious-looking attire stares at me menacingly, leading me to wonder if he is evil or negative.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DATE:   &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;April 1987&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TIME:   &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;RF:  &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;AGE:  &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;24.10  yrs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SKETCHES:  &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CROSS REFERENCE #:  &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;TH625922 / B62592&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Content:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SIBLINGS:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Content:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THEME:   &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;Important books for me to read&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HIGHLY RECURRENT:   &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &gt;&gt;  HOW MANY AT LAST COUNT?:   &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SYMBOLS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Three books, cold appearance, steel gray slabs, 3-4 people, man in religious-type garb, piercing eyes, arched eyebrows, blurry vision&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PREVAILING SYMBOL(S):  &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;Books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;REALNESS FACTOR (10 being highest):   &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MOOD DURING EVENT:   &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;Segment 2:  Apprehension&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MOOD IMMEDIATELY UPON AWAKENING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Curiousity—what does it all mean?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THOUGHTS IMMEDIATELY UPON AWAKENING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1]  Man is evil—a physical devil&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2]  It felt so real (both segments)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WAKING SITUATION DREAM MAY BE POINTING TO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My current search for spiritual and religious understanding.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DIRECTIONS:   &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;Left to right  (man)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOCATION:  &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;Appears to be an underground cave or cavern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;VISION CLEAR/BLURRY:   &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;Blurry&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BRIGHT / DIM / ADEQUATE LIGHTING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Segment 1:  Dim&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Segment 2:  Bright&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PREVAILING COLORS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Segment 1:  Gray surroundings&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Segment 2:  White background, black &amp; white clothes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ATTIRE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Segment 2:  Man wore religious-type garb similar to Muslims &amp; Chinese.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ATMOSPHERE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Segment 1:  Appearance is cold and drab&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Segment 2:  Penetrating presence&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PHYSICAL SENSATIONS:   &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;None&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EMOTIONS:   &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;Segment 2:   Apprehension&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PARTICIPATING:    &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;Segment 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;OBSERVING:    &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;Segment 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PARALYSIS?:   &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DID DREAM/EVENT OCCUR?:   &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ANALYSIS LAST UPDATED:  October 16, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5606646591505636501-8299903464263907764?l=encountersinthedreamdimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5606646591505636501/posts/default/8299903464263907764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5606646591505636501/posts/default/8299903464263907764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encountersinthedreamdimension.blogspot.com/2011/10/three-books.html' title='THREE BOOKS'/><author><name>Penny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzlT6E5d9iM/TBmAH422DFI/AAAAAAAAAOk/mLmCiyxRjA4/S220/avatar_4672+++79+x+79.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5606646591505636501.post-5248452743137482837</id><published>2011-10-14T22:29:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T00:24:03.575-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANALYSIS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TRANSFORMATION'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CLOUDS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WORLD ENDING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BROTHER B'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MOTHER'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S TIME TO LEAVE THEME'/><title type='text'>FALLING CLOUDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DREAM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CONTENT:  &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;TRANSFORMATION, CLOUDS, END OF WORLD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SUMMARY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My mother transforms into a woman who wants me to jump from the window.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thursday, April 16, 1987  (Appx.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time Unknown&lt;br /&gt;RF:  9.9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRELIMINARY EVENTS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was sleeping on the pullout bed of my couch which is in front of my livingroom window.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THEME:&lt;/b&gt;  End of the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DREAM LOCATION &amp; SETTING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[1]&lt;/b&gt;  Bathroom of childhood apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[2]&lt;/b&gt;  Later at current apartment on fifth floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[3]&lt;/b&gt;  It is broad daylight, sun is shining brightly, sky is blue with some clouds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ACCOUNT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Segment 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In this dream, my mother—sensed, not seen—my brother B___ &amp; my maternal grandmother are in the back of my childhood apartment, talking. [* NOTE:  This segment may be missing material].&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Segment 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My mother's presence is in the apt. but I don't remember actually seeing her. We are in the livingroom of my current apartment. I'm standing I'm standing in front of the open window of the left, large double, and a woman who is supposed to be my mother is standing to the right side or hovering just outside it. I think she is inside. She transforms into a short, white, woman about four feet tall with a medium build. There's a serious expression on her face as she tells me, "It is time to go." I understand that the world is about to end, but I reply, "No, I'm not ready to go yet. I haven't learned enough, and I've just begun to study the bible."  I have the impression that if I jump or drop from the window I will be able to fly. I look up at the sky and the clouds start to fall. I get an oppressive, heart-failing feeling of doom and wake up, heart pounding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FINAL COMMENT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sun was shining exactly as it had been in the dream when I awoke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;INTERPRETATION&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Friday, October 14, 2011&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In retrospect I am still aware of how accurately this dream depicted my dedication to trying to figure out what the bible, mainly Genesis and the Old Testament, was really depicting, and about reincarnation and related things. By then I would have experienced at least a handful of strange events, a strange visitation during the night had occurred a year or so before and a second one was due to follow if it had not already. I don't know how much I knew about UFOs at that time, but the UFO-Alien dreams had not yet begun--would not for another 22 months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was quite adamant that I had more to learn, that I had only started studying. This dream like so many others I was to have, had a realistic undertone that makes it difficult for me to say "It was just a dream rehashing the events of the day". But it is very likely a comment on my current state of mind, minus the "end of the world" theme which was not a mindset at the time, yet it would not be the only time I dreamed that the world was coming to an end:  There would be the black and white atomic bomb dream and the American race riot dream and the UFO invasion dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I suppose this dream is a veiled memory of an abduction from my apartment, because it's possible to interpret the "falling" of the clouds is actually my body or spirit rising up towards the sky. So in a sense segment 2 may have been entirely astral in nature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is possible that the entire dream is what some people refer to as a screen memory, which might hint that I had been abducted and this is what was used to cover it up OR it could be how my subconscious mind leaked the abduction to me, perhaps hoping I'd get the message.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The transformation of my mother into another person could be part of the whole abduction screen memory process. Perhaps neither of people were my mother, maybe someone used her image as to not frighten me. I don't know what was going on. I may never truly know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;=========================================================&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DREAM ANALYSIS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;=========================================================&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DATE:&lt;/b&gt;    &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday, April 16, 1987&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TIME:&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AM PM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;RF:&lt;/b&gt;   &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;9.9&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;AGE:&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;24.10  yrs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SKETCHES:&lt;/b&gt;   &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;0&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SIBLINGS:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Content:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CROSS REFERENCE #:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Content:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THEME:&lt;/b&gt;   &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;World is coming to an end; Time to leave&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SYMBOLS:&lt;/b&gt;   &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Clouds, transformation, family, world ending&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PREVAILING SYMBOL(S):&lt;/b&gt;   &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Clouds, transformation&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THOUGHTS IMMEDIATELY UPON AWAKENING:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The cloudy sky view outside the window was the same as in dream.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SENSATIONS DURING EVENT:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fear—an acceleration of heart rate (pounding) as the clouds began to fall from sky.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THOUGHTS DURING EVENT:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;That I would be able to fly if I jumped from the window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;REALNESS FACTOR (10 being highest):  &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &gt;&gt;  WHAT MADE IT SEEM REAL:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &gt;&gt;  The fear I felt as the clouds began to fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OTHER WORLDLY FEELING FACTOR (10 being highest):  &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &gt;&gt;  DO YOU FEEL YOU ENTERED ANOTHER REALM:   &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;POSITION OF FURNITURE SAME AS DREAM?:   &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WEATHER CONDITIONS SAME AS DREAM?:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sky view outside the window was same as in dream:  upon awakening the sun was shining brightly and there were clouds in the sky.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WAKING STATE SITUATION DREAM MAY BE POINTING TO:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Not sure. The explanation I gave the lady was true to waking life. I really was reading the bible and studying things of a spiritual nature.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DIRECTIONS:  &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;Family:  Left to Right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRESENT APT:   &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &gt;&gt;  DEPICTED ACCURATELY:   &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;Nearly so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &gt;&gt;  IF NOT, HOW DID IT DEVIATE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &gt;&gt;  &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;The bathroom:  Ended up being that of my childhood apt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLENDING OF TWO OR MORE LOCATIONS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes:  Present apt. (living room and hall) and childhood apt. (bathroom)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DREAM ACTION CLEARLY SEEN:   &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TIME OF DAY:   &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;Daytime / Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TIME OF DAY (WAKING STATE):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;Daytime / Morning. Identical appearance to dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LIGHTING:   &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;Natural daylight in room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DREAM COLORS:   &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;Vivid colors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ATTIRE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Football player henchmen:  football uniforms  [* Need original account to confirm if they were in this dream. If so, correct the blog account.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;VEHICLE:   &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;None&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WEATHER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Broad daylight and shining sun at beginning then clouds.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ATMOSPHERE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;One of termination—of end time. It was time for me to leave Earth.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PHYSICAL SENSATIONS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Feeling of doom; sensation of fast movement of something falling down toward me.  [NOTE:  this could be a misinterpretation:  I could be rising rather than the clouds coming down to me]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EMOTIONS:    &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;Fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PARTICIPATING?:    &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OBSERVING?:    &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FLYING?:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Possibly. The impression was that if I jumped I would be able to fly.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PHRASE USED 1:     &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;"It is time to go."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PHRASE USED BY WHOM:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mother who transformed into unknown woman.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PHRASE USED 2:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"No, I'm not ready to go yet.  I haven't learned enough, and I've just begun to study the bible."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PHRASE USED BY WHOM:   &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;Me.  (Response)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT IS GOING ON IN LIFE AT TIME OF DREAM?:   &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;Spiritual studying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DID DREAM EVENT OCCUR?:   &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5606646591505636501-5248452743137482837?l=encountersinthedreamdimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5606646591505636501/posts/default/5248452743137482837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5606646591505636501/posts/default/5248452743137482837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encountersinthedreamdimension.blogspot.com/2011/10/falling-clouds.html' title='FALLING CLOUDS'/><author><name>Penny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzlT6E5d9iM/TBmAH422DFI/AAAAAAAAAOk/mLmCiyxRjA4/S220/avatar_4672+++79+x+79.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5606646591505636501.post-2289507693356798082</id><published>2011-10-11T22:27:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T21:56:36.384-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AIR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GOD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SIGHTING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VOICE HEARD'/><title type='text'>GOD'S HAND FORMS CLOUDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DREAM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CONTENT:  &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;GHOST, HAUNTED, DEATH, PRECOGNITIVE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SUMMARY:&lt;/b&gt;   Invisible hand of God creates lamb-shaped clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;January or February 1989&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME:  Undefined&lt;br /&gt;RF  7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOCATION AND SETTING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nighttime; in the air of the apartment complex where I live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ACCOUNT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's nighttime and there are beautiful, bright white clouds in the sky. An invisible hand that is supposed to be God's plucks clouds from the sky and forms them into the shape of lambs. One lamb cloud floats off diagonally rightward toward the building across the street from mine[1]. It enters either the kitchen or bedroom window of the fifth floor apartment opposite my livingroom window.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hear a voice that seemed to belong to God talking to me and/or the clouds, probably the clouds. It was such a great feeling watching Him form the clouds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FINAL COMMENT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;About 2 to 4 weeks later, the apt. in the dream was vacant and in about two months it was reoccupied but they didn't stay longer than a year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOTES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[1]&lt;/b&gt;  about 15 feet directly across from my two (small) livingroom windows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CR#:&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;i&gt;August 7, 2001--b&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CR SUMMARY:&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CR RF:&lt;/b&gt;  8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;INTERPRETATION&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No thoughts at this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LAST UPDATED:&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;i&gt;October 14, 2011&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5606646591505636501-2289507693356798082?l=encountersinthedreamdimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5606646591505636501/posts/default/2289507693356798082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5606646591505636501/posts/default/2289507693356798082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encountersinthedreamdimension.blogspot.com/2011/10/gods-hand-forms-clouds.html' title='GOD&apos;S HAND FORMS CLOUDS'/><author><name>Penny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzlT6E5d9iM/TBmAH422DFI/AAAAAAAAAOk/mLmCiyxRjA4/S220/avatar_4672+++79+x+79.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5606646591505636501.post-3418284033222574995</id><published>2011-10-01T23:18:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T21:52:13.973-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEING SHOT AT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GUN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FATHER'/><title type='text'>MY FATHER WANTS TO SHOOT ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DREAM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CONTENT:  &lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;BEING SHOT, FATHER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SUMMARY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father wants to shoot me, but an unknown man does it instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Saturday, February 6, 2010&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:19 AM&lt;br /&gt;RF#  9.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRELIMINARY EVENTS:&lt;/b&gt;  I went to bed about 9:30 AM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ACCOUNT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;PARTICIPATING.  I dreamed I was in a room [1], and at some point I was told my (waking life) father was going to shoot me. I didn't really believe that he would harm me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Later, a stocky, tall, white man [2] came into the room and began shooting. I'm not sure who else was in the room, but he came to the back where I was crouched down on the floor. I had my right hand up to shield me as he began firing his gun. I was scared and had no idea who this man was and why he was shooting me. He fired off quite a few shots, (but I don't remember if any of them hit me).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he left right back out the door. I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FINAL COMMENTS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What I find interesting about this dream is that it reflects something I was told in waking life, so time after I had ran away:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was fifteen and had ran off with this man twice my age. Months later my stepmother told me that when my father was livid about what I'd done. I'm not sure whether he was angry because I was underage, because of who the man was, or maybe because I didn't come to him. Maybe all of the above. According to my sister and fraternal grandmother, my father said he was going to shoot me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Can you imagine that? I never did get to talk to my father about that incident. At the time I didn't really believe he would shoot me, but I did stay away from his house for a while. Just in case.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOTES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[1]&lt;/b&gt;  the room was okay, a little dim, but my viewpoint was a bit blurry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[2]&lt;/b&gt;  the gunman had light-colored hair, kind of balding, and I think he was wearing white because I remember seeing a lot of it on him. He was angry and out of control.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FINAL COMMENTS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A very realistic dream. In the dream I was so certain my father wouldn't shoot me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d83c94;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;INTERPRETATION&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm not sure if this dream is pointing towards a past life event with my father. And if so, was the shooter my father in that lifetime?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GUN:&lt;/b&gt;  What is the weapon you use to silence self or others? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SHOOTER / ATTACKER:&lt;/b&gt;  Could be self. Who or what within self do I want to kill? Do I feel under attack? By whom?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BEING SHOT:&lt;/b&gt;   Something I want to kill within self or around me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FATHER:&lt;/b&gt;   &lt;i&gt;Universal:&lt;/i&gt;  An authority figure. Protection.  &lt;i&gt;Personal:&lt;/i&gt;  Something I can't get close to (because I could not get close to my father despite efforts).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LAST UPDATED:&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;i&gt;October 14, 2011&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5606646591505636501-3418284033222574995?l=encountersinthedreamdimension.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://missionquest.freepowerboards.com/viewtopic.php?f=37&amp;t=1626&amp;start=15#p15479' length='0'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5606646591505636501/posts/default/3418284033222574995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5606646591505636501/posts/default/3418284033222574995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://encountersinthedreamdimension.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-father-wants-to-shoot-me_8400.html' title='MY FATHER WANTS TO SHOOT ME'/><author><name>Penny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gzlT6E5d9iM/TBmAH422DFI/AAAAAAAAAOk/mLmCiyxRjA4/S220/avatar_4672+++79+x+79.JPG'/></author></entry></feed>
