10-30-2014, 06:17 AM
(Note: I am only posting this in an effort to see if others slept peacefully last night, or if the sleep disturbances are manifest.)
From my notes (very little recall):
#1 I watch as a huge Ebola boil "pops", full of blood. I do not know "who" I am watching.
#2 (repeat theme for me) I come across a small cardboard box of baby chicks; and they are not alive, having been ravaged by hundreds of tiny snakes, no bigger than an earthworm. Rattlesnakes.
#3 I am frantically carrying my pet turkey, Bella, in a suite of offices, containing insurance offices, financial offices, etc. (Bella, in "real life", passed two years ago; she was more as a puppy dog than a turkey; a unique and loving family pet). I can hardly carry her; as she weighs 50 lbs. In the dream setting, I am instructed to bring her to a special office, but I must go through a turn style to get into the office, located on the right - one of three passageways. I can barely get through the turn style with this huge turkey in my arms. I do, and place the now sickly Bella down onto the ground, hiding her there, from unknown forces who wish to kill the turkey. I am assured by a financial manager that she will be protected. I leave, and return, to find the turkey killed by a group of young jeering boys. I scoop up the dying turkey into my arms, in despair.
From my notes (very little recall):
#1 I watch as a huge Ebola boil "pops", full of blood. I do not know "who" I am watching.
#2 (repeat theme for me) I come across a small cardboard box of baby chicks; and they are not alive, having been ravaged by hundreds of tiny snakes, no bigger than an earthworm. Rattlesnakes.
#3 I am frantically carrying my pet turkey, Bella, in a suite of offices, containing insurance offices, financial offices, etc. (Bella, in "real life", passed two years ago; she was more as a puppy dog than a turkey; a unique and loving family pet). I can hardly carry her; as she weighs 50 lbs. In the dream setting, I am instructed to bring her to a special office, but I must go through a turn style to get into the office, located on the right - one of three passageways. I can barely get through the turn style with this huge turkey in my arms. I do, and place the now sickly Bella down onto the ground, hiding her there, from unknown forces who wish to kill the turkey. I am assured by a financial manager that she will be protected. I leave, and return, to find the turkey killed by a group of young jeering boys. I scoop up the dying turkey into my arms, in despair.