I was with my son and he was a child of 6-8 years old. I insisted he carry his backpack on his back, and it was full of items necessary for a journey.

Ahead was a large hill, perhaps 100 feet high, and other people were heading there as well. There was a sense of fun and excitement in the air. As we approached, we could see people walking up the left side of the hill, with their backpacks on, then sliding down the right side. The slide appeared to be made of a slick concrete. (see photo). This was a deceptively simple looking slide but I had a sense of a large cog or machinery under the hill. I stood and watched my son and other people go down the hill, but I did not go with him. I think my son was expecting to see me afterwards, and did not know I wasn't going along. At the bottom of the hill, the people seemed to disappear, as though the slide was really a gate or entrance to somewhere else. I felt happy and relieved. I'll enter 'calm' as top emotion, but relief is more what I felt.

I only remember fragments of this dream.

I was standing in front of a large levee or dam. The water was high, up close to the top of the levee. The sky was cloudy and overcast, but it was not raining. I saw a single stemmed cut flower, briefly overlaid on the entire scene. Seemed to be a large, perhaps 4-6" wide chrysanthamum, very full with long thin petals, a purple/mauve color. (The attached photo is close but not exact to what I saw.) Then the levee burst; it did not overflow, but it was as though the levee base just opened up like a door. The flower seemed to be a clue as to the location of the levee.

There was a town or city closeby, downstream. I had the thought that this was Russia or that Russia was involved,

No vibrational state detected. Highly disturbed sleep. These scenes from my journal notes:

1) I am with an unknown (person? entity?), and - again - I am viewing complicated mathematical equations, one after another. I am being "shotgunned" with incredible mathematical equations. Then, I am "told" a parable involving a frog, as if it would explain away my confusion in this matter. I have no recall of the parable.

2) Again, I am with an unknown (person? entity?), standing quietly alongside of me. I am shown a picture of a man dressed in classic colorful, beautiful Arabian attire, on a horse, coming up a hill (or a dune?). I hear, "The King came up the hill." And, I see the message same time. King is capitalized. I did not get the sense this was intended to be Biblical.

3) I am, again, with my mother (crossed over 06/09). She is excited, for the two of us had been invited to a convention to be held at the Treasure Bay resort. It was for the rich and powerful, the influential 'crowd'. How did we secure tickets? I looked into my closet for evening attire to wear, and found a gown (new) with matching heels. We grabbed a taxi and arrived at the resort, only to find that it had "moved" next door. White building, black letters "Treasure Bay". One story. We were ushered to the luxurious pool area, receiving our first courses through white jacketed formal male waiters. There were couches for the party-goers. I observed prime rib on my platter, and saw that it was well done and dry looking. Small cut. A buffet was also set up, along the side. People were milling about, making small talk, as rich people do. I took my plate and went back inside. My mother was talking with a heavy matron, in her 70s. My mother had spun the woman around to examine the back of her evening gown. The matron was explaining that she had screen printed the pictures of her beloved grandchildren just inside the collar of her dress, back. My mother was looking for this custom detail. The matron, also, had a canary yellow tag on the gown. No further information.

In the dream I am in a city that had a european feel to it. I am walking down a street, and then make a right turn. The street was a cobblestone street. I cross the street, there are no cars driving, and I am on the sidewalk. I continue walking down the street, and there are now military trucks; there are soldiers in the backs of the trucks. I can't remember a specific uniform, but they start by simply holding there weapons up and aiming at me. For some reason this does not really worry me. The soldiers are all happy, kind of laughing.

Another truck is there. The soldiers in that truck aim there weapons at me, and then fire. There is the noise of gunfire, but I am not hit. They wave to me and laugh.

The soldiers are talking to each other in english, but I have the impression of them having a russian accent.

After being fired at, I decide I should turn around and go back the way I came. On the cross street in front of me I see a tank drive by. I am near the cross street. Another tank is behind the first one. It turns onto the street that I'm on. As it turns, the turret rotates and the barrel comes down. The barrel is aimed straight at me. The tank does not stop, it continues its turn. As it turns and moves forward, the barrel is constantly aimed at me. The barrel had an orange/red thing in its tip; tanks will have a barrel cover to keep out moisture, it was still in the barrel. I knew they were not going to fire at me, but I had to dodge around the barrel, its within a foot of me. I stumbled and was on the ground. The tank stops slightly in front of me, the barrel is still aimed at me. A soldier is in the turret mount, he's laughing and waving at me.

I then hear a very loud noise like a jackhammer to me rear, and feel some small impacts. I look back over my left shoulder. There is a soldier in the street with a mini-gun on a stand firing at me. He stops, laughs and waves. Then he starts the gun firing at me again. Again I can feel light impacts that aren't painful, their are not bullets being fired.

In the dream I was wearing long pants and a jacket. I believe the jacket was my light Team USA windbreaker. I do not normally wear pants or a jacket unless the temperature is below 60 degrees.

In the dream the sky was overcast and grey. It was not a warm day; the sun was definitely up, but with the overcast I don't know the time of day.

I did not recognize the location. In my mind I was thinking that this was a place that has a race that I have never done. It was not quite like any of the Swiss cities I was in, but the cobblestone road was the same.

Emotionally I was confused, wondering what was going on. The nature of the soldiers was amusing, but at the same time I knew that it was a situation where I did not want to stay around.

I watched while the same lady from my previous dream ( http://www.nationaldreamcenter.com/dream...ce_Waiting ) gases up the ambulance. This scene was also close enough to touch.Her pants are navy in colour.

Notes from Dream Journal, experiences took place after a brief awakening, after approx. 5-6 hrs. of deep sleep. Light vibrations detected, legs. Scene #1: I was with my husband (crossed over 6/11/11) in a New England-styled seaside resort town. I semi-lucidly commented to myself that the beautiful town and area were much like the movie Baby Boom (which, of course, took place in Vermont, which has no seaside coastline). I asked myself to remember what the baby's name was in the movie (Elizabeth). My husband and I went into a turn-of-the-century hall; containing a couple of New England older women, scurrying about working. We noted a neighbor-man (in "real life") working part-time in the hall, over in the corner, hawking something. In "real" life, the neighbor is vicious and thieving, and we left the hall to get away from him. But, he followed us, enraged and almost frothing at the mouth, waving paperwork in his hands, telling us that he was going to the authorities (mottled with rage). Keith instructed me not to respond, and we walked away from him. Scene #2: I "saw" a huge shadow of an animal, and was instantly filled with fear; until I was shown that it was an expanded shadow of my domestic tom cat named Taffy, who intended no one harm. Scene #3: I was with my mother (crossed over 6/09), receiving intricate mathematical equations on deciphering the real costs of "drawing and quartering" chickens (quote). What the heck? I was confused and bewildered.

Final Note: Another dreamer contacted me last night: From my notes (referring to her experiences night before or 9/25/14): "Dream or not dream? More like "not dream". Booming voice; male face not recognizable, holding up sign, like a card, "Something is off"; then, new scene, card held up, "SOMETHING'S WRONG", all in caps.

Several small fishing boats discovered artifacts off the coast of Europe. The items were from WWII , from American soldiers. Dog tags, picture frames, jewelry, were found and deemed valuable for content and information. The amount of property found was immense. I was one of the divers pulling stuff up from the bottom. There was so much I could barely bring it to the surface. It reminded me of dreams I had where I found coins and I was trying to gather as much as possible. Everyone involved knew it was a major discovery bc it didn't jive with official history.

I was watchimg thg evening sky from my childhood home. I see some airplanes and another object that looks like and old open top farmers tractor. It falls between two houses on street over. I fush around tge block to investigate. The street has completely changed from singlkstory homes to multistory. Suddenly the top left quarant of my jaw falls out like its been rotting for some time. I am shocked and wonder if a dentist can glue it back in. Yet my teet still seem to be there. As I go towards thg crashed tractor I slow down like I have invisible ropes keeping me from going further. A woman looks at me funny cause I cant move forward.

I am at a global feast. the food is ethnic; the room I am in had Hispanic and Native American foods of corn, pork, chicken- enchiladas, tamales, rice, breads, stews, soups of ALL kinds ! The aroma is sumptuous. Many local artisan cooks from their native area ranging from South American through Central America to Canada are there with their dishes to sample.

People are everywhere joyous, hungry and waiting for the tables to open. Music is playing in the background of all the countries and tribes. I hear Bolivian pipes nearby. Colorful costumes.

When the clock strikes (can't remember the hour) and the tables open; all surge to the tables to start eating. Suddenly a force field enfolds the food so that no one can get to it. A few were able to grab a plateful but as they got it to their mouths the food/fork would not get to the mouth.

Confusion started as to the cause or reason why so much food was available but no one could eat. Dismay that it was there for everyone yet untouchable to consume.

The only reason given was that it was all tainted.

After last week's explosion in my dreams and dream content (not reported here due to perpetual password issues), my dream experiences have been on the wane, resulting in much disappointment. From my journal, last night, this brief memory: I "heard" a voice discussing (earth changes? I have in my notes "green agenda", grave issues facing earth, but not related to the so-called global warming), and was then asked to "submit a password". Before me appeared a white framed device, appearing much as a kitchen timer, with five black tumblers reflecting numerals. I was to enter my correct five-number password code into this thing. Separate note: vibrational state...medium intensity, hypnagogic, with vibrations principally centered: back of calves and solar plexus, cycling (my guess) around 26-33 cps.This is a bit lower than "normal", whatever normal is. Final note: I have a group of dreamers, from all walks of life, from retired Special Forces to engineers to housewives, who have all been experiencing powerful dreams for the first times in their lives. I plan to include any updates from my contacts, if applicable, in the future. All are now emailing me with a synopsis of their dreams, when experienced.