I saw a female ambulance driver seated at the wheel of an ambulance wearing a blue shirt and all the usual uniform attachments like badge and walkie-talkie, looking over her right shoulder out the passenger side window as if watching and waiting for something. Her left hand, with a bloody bandage, was on the wheel. The badge was blurred but it looked like it may have had a triangle on it. It was a large image with the feeling of intensity. I could have just reached out and touched her face. She had chin length layered brown hair swept away from her face and was very pale, almost sweaty.

My dream early this morning set me as a teen daughter of ultrawealthy parents. Exclusive clubs, exclusive dinners, and best of everything is heavily implied and known to me in this dream. My "mother" and I were on our way to our apartment when I come across what appears to be a dead kitten and some tools that might be used for kidnpping. I gather this up thinking I'll go to a vet to see what killed the kitten. Mom drives an extremely expensive car, in an erradic manner like she's drunk, to get us there. We pass nothing but expensive cars driven in the same manner, some going off the road. I'm concerned something is seriously wrong with "adults" as none seem to be acting rational. When we get to the vet's office, this kitten wakes up and isn't truly dead, which I understand as it was given some sort of drug/tranquilizer to put it out. I'm piecing together someone's bad plan to hurt either me or my family. When I mention this to my mom, she brushes it off saying no one can hurt us. She then drives us out to a river front and misjudging how close to the water she is, drives into the river. We get out and I crawl up the hill and see the river take her under. I'm confused and don't think I can trust anyone. It seemed all the adults had gone crazy for no apparent reason. I was standing by the river wondering why all the cars were top of the line and there weren't any clunker cars anymore and where were people who weren't wealthy? It was a very bizarre dream because I didn't feel fear or sadness. Just a feeling of wrongness with the world around me and how it felt juxtapositioned to true reality.

I dreamt that the family and I went to NY for some sort of a vacation. It was going on lae afternoon and we were supposed to go out on the harbor in a small to mid-sized boat. It started beoming dark and we needed to get back because there weren't any shoreline lights to guide us back to docking. We were still on our way back in full darkness (when I woke up) and I was almost to a point of panic thinking that if we go the wrong direction, we'd be lost out to sea.

I dreamed I was at a museum with my son, who is 28, fair hair, fair skin, with goatee and glasses, he is also very tall, 6'6". The museum had a small store that specialized in imported beers, and I went in there. My son was already there, and had purchased 2 cans of beer, large cans, and these were in a plastic bag. I was under the impression these were of the Miller brand. I was standing in the lobby of the store, and he was walking up steps to a second floor.

(Then woke up, and tried to resume the dream).

Had a fleeting thought, "pick up the tie don't leave it here", and I glimpsed a red tie lying on a smooth dirt ground. I thought it could have been a red rope, or possibly a red elastic band similar to those used in physical therapy, but I definitely heard the word "tie", and I saw a material about the length of a tie on the ground.

(woke up again, and again tried to resume the dream).

Now I was at some type of public event, felt as though I was inside a large room like a convention hall but might have been outside, perhaps in a large tent, as I felt somehow in a large enclosed space. There was a line of people in front of me, and I was waiting for my son, who was in line. The person in front of him in line asked me to hold his draft beer. This was a male, 25-35 years of age, with a goatee, and glasses. His hair was medium brown, shaved very close on the sides, but on top was longer and curly. Not tight curls, but a looser curl, maybe the hair on top was 2-3" long. To me this was a very distinctive hairstyle, not sure I've seen it before. The glasses were perhaps rimless, not sure about that, and I was left with the impression the glasses were a bit thicker than normal. The man was 5'8" - 5'11". His face was a bit fleshy, so I think he was carrying a bit extra weight, maybe an extra 20-30 pounds, maybe a bit more. He was very polite to me.

I was in that only half asleep state before you fully wake up and you know its just a dream but cannot quite wake your self up. I saw a swirl of reddish smoke or cloud, no ther image but heard "crash, collapse" and "October" I believe I heard the 8th. I do not know if it was a economic crash/collapse or a building or bridge etc. I cannot imagine a plane crash because the word collapse does not fit I dont think.

I saw a plane crash in a populated area. The roofs of the houses were all reddish brown. There was a big buiklding like a stadium or hanger or....It wasn't hit. The plane hit toward the north of the building. The place word Carnduff, Carduff, Carndiff, Cardiff. Est. within three days.

Laid down for a nap today, wasn't quite asleep, saw a blue light in my periphery of my minds eye, said "Clarity now!", "Center into frame!" Then saw a man of blue light. Wasn't sure what it was, but as I moved my hands its hands moved, and I seemed to have his eye view and saw myself on the mattress below while the blue man was standing... A fractal of myself / soul in this universe? My energy body?

Helicopters were going over while this happening...

I took the blue man of light for walk down the highway and I seemed to grow 30 feet tall and I walked to the local store and back. Pretty cool stuff.... kind of waking dream (theta state?)

Was kind of an electric blue.

Heard the word Amit Lakir (sounds like Lakeer) means? Heard it this a.m., upon waking... they even spelled it for me, but I can't find anything related on internet. . .

I heard very clearly in my dream, "you only have 12 days until the shift." That would be about Oct 1 or 2. Coincides with the Sept 30th date as well.

I heard a male voice say this as I was waking this am: "There is a council of hierarchies coming to earth." I wrote that down word for word. I f I don't write it down, I forget it immediately, . .It just goes away.

There was a lot more before it but I only remember a bit. . .a picture of a blonde woman beside a motorcycle. her saying that it was her tool. . . .to awaken. . . .one by one. . . Her words were very beautiful and a lot more poetic there might have even been music with it.

The feeling I got is they are calling a "truce" -- but that is my interpretation.