09-10-2010, 05:49 AM
I was driving with my sister down a narrow country road surrounded by dense woods. An emergency vehicle (ambulance or fire truck)sped toward us. My sister told me to slow down and pull over. As the ambulance passed, a group of National Guard soldiers came out of the woods at a railroad crossing we were approaching. An old general store stood at the side of the road near the crossing. I thought to myself that a disaster must have just occurred. Again, my sister told me to slow down but I didn't because I didn't think I was driving that fast.
At the railroad crossing, a soldier came up to my car window presenting me with a plate of cookies and offered me one. They were Divinity cookies make with egg whites. I took one and said "Wait, I have something for you" and I gave him a chocolate Kiss. (Note: I associate chocolate kisses with spiritual gifts. The "hugging saint" Amma gave me one after I hugged her, which I saved and presented to my son, then a soldier, before he left for Iraq - hoping it would keep him safe). As I crossed the railroad track more soldiers were coming out of the woods and again, my sister told me to slow down.
After crossing the tracks we agreed to stop at an old relatives house. The relative wasn't alive anymore but we thought we'd check it out anyway. I remember standing and looking at the foundation where the house once stood. Then suddenly I was inside the house where some relatives were still living. I poured my sister and I a glass of lemonade feeling guilty for not asking first... end of dream.
I really didn't understand what the "slow down" comments meant when I woke up until I read got on the internet and read Urban Survival. Talk about a weird coincidence. My take is that we need to slow down and assess priorities before this "disaster" happens.
At the railroad crossing, a soldier came up to my car window presenting me with a plate of cookies and offered me one. They were Divinity cookies make with egg whites. I took one and said "Wait, I have something for you" and I gave him a chocolate Kiss. (Note: I associate chocolate kisses with spiritual gifts. The "hugging saint" Amma gave me one after I hugged her, which I saved and presented to my son, then a soldier, before he left for Iraq - hoping it would keep him safe). As I crossed the railroad track more soldiers were coming out of the woods and again, my sister told me to slow down.
After crossing the tracks we agreed to stop at an old relatives house. The relative wasn't alive anymore but we thought we'd check it out anyway. I remember standing and looking at the foundation where the house once stood. Then suddenly I was inside the house where some relatives were still living. I poured my sister and I a glass of lemonade feeling guilty for not asking first... end of dream.
I really didn't understand what the "slow down" comments meant when I woke up until I read got on the internet and read Urban Survival. Talk about a weird coincidence. My take is that we need to slow down and assess priorities before this "disaster" happens.