Date of the dream: 10/27/15, between 5am & 8am. I feel like there may be an earlier part to this dream, but don't recall it. Sometimes, I only remember the important parts of the dreams. Smaller details could be remembered later.

I'm in a tall, high-end decor building. Not sure why or where yet. I know that there is something going on outside, so I leave the building and it's night time.

[I now recognize where I am, which is across the street from the war museum at Ft. DeRussey in Waikiki, Oahu, HI. This building currently does not exist.]

People are running around frightened, some are shouting or screaming. Many are looking up, so I look up.. The stars look like they're moving around randomly, like meteors, but no tails (streaks of light behind them). They just look like points of light moving around... Then I see the lights moving together, like how flocks of birds fly together. In formation, then strategically. I'm standing there in awe. It's like the whole sky of stars just started moving around. Then I realize the danger. There's actually a fight going on up there, but I can't tell who's who. Who are the good guys and who are the bad?

All of a sudden 2 of them start to fall to Earth. One larger than the other. Neither of them "ours".

[As in nothing I've ever seen built before, but very "stealthy". They appeared to be built for speed, like jets, but for outer space. They reminded me of the shape of the alien ship from the movie "Starman", but much, much larger. The bigger one was a little more than half the size of the building I came out of. And as wide as the wing span of a large 747 plane, if not wider. It was made of a very shiny, almost mirror like metal. Very much like in the second Star Wars trilogy, Padme's Silver Hawk space jet. But the shape was completely different. The smaller one was similar, but it had gold colors in it, too.]

So we're running from what we think will be a large crash, but then they don't. It's like their noses and edges are so sharp, they stick into the ground, like knives do when they're thrown at the ground. And they go deep enough, that they don't tip over. So many of us stop to look at that. Then someone yells "Hey, look at that!".

We turn to look out over the ocean [we're on Ft. DeRussey Beach at this point] and see huge icebergs floating by. Most are the size of small islands, some further out were much larger. They appeared to glow blue in the full moon light. They were beautiful & frightening at the same time.

[At this point I thought to myself "Icebergs again? What's up with that?" And I immediately woke up after that].

This is now the third iceberg / alien dream I've had. I had one in January, but those "aliens" came out of the ocean. And they were telling us "This is all your fault", as they pointed out to the icebergs floating by.

I'm not sure when I dreamed the 2nd dream of the icebergs & aliens, as the past few months have been a blur, but I was still in Hawaii when I dreamed it.

That dream had me in a tall building that overlooked Honolulu Harbor. It was also night time & I was admiring the city lights. At one point, I noticed something in the water and realized they were huge icebergs. I remember being fearful because of the ships in the area. Even though I was high up, I could tell there was panic going on below.

Then I saw something in the sky that caught my eye. And saw what looked like all of the stars moving... Next thing I know, I'm riding in the back of a pick-up truck that my son-in-law is driving. We're heading out to a place with a better vantage point, as well as being darker. At first, they were neat to watch. Like the dream I just had, they were flying in formation, like a flock of birds. They made patterns in the sky. Everyone was awed; like watching fireworks in the night sky. There were ooo's & awwwws. But then something changed. Their positions became more militarized & strategic. They started swooping down and shooting at buildings, towers, important places. Then it seemed like a different "troop" showed up and were fighting the ones attacking us. It was difficult to tell who was who. And who were the good/bad guys. And none seemed like our guys. I remember telling my son-in-law, "We gotta go! We have to find cover!"... He said "Where?" And I told him one of the tunnels. I woke up before we reached a tunnel.

Anyways, I know we are supposed to only post one dream at a time here, but I didn't get a chance to post about the earlier dreams and I feel like they're related. I have to note that I've previously dreamed of a more developed Ft. DeRussey area before too. Buildings that I know do not exist there at the moment. So I'm going to check with some friends in the construction business to see if any construction projects are in the works for the area. Some MIB types were chasing my youngest daughter & I in that dream. And it has me wondering about a possible connection to another dream with MIB's in that one, too?

10/27/2015 AM
No intent
Mood: interested and surprised
location: southern USA


I was standing and looking at a map spread out on a table as another man was explaining about my family’s land as the map was written in French. (I did not speak or read French.)
The land was bounded by a road on the South, a three mile wide river on the North and butted other people’s land on the East and West. There were several thousands of acres and I owned the river to the opposite bank.
The map was marked to show sections, purpose of each area and all buildings.
The main house was facing south situated in the center of the farthest southern section of the land away from a river. The house was more like a castle than a farmhouse but it was a farm. There was a building located in the middle of the river which confused me.
The man was explaining that the land under the river was once exposed and farmed but it seems that every so often the river would move farther north and the family would have use of that land until it changed course and returned to southern location. He said that the building under the river was a folly that had been built by an ancestor before it was discovered that the river moved.

(Rolled over and the dream changed)

I arrive at a location that I plan to use for a film I am making. It is a row of townhouses of red brick and three stories tall. Each house has a, black iron, fenced in front yard. I see a child about 5 playing in one of the yards. I am watching the child when a man exits the door of her house. I am surprised, he is my son! He sees me, comes over and explains that it is his house and the child is my granddaughter. I turn to again look at the child…

(I really rolled over and found myself back in the first dream)

I am searching for records of the folly. When was it built, who built it and why? There is a mystery to be solved. When did the river last change? I seem to know that something I need is in the folly. I no longer care about the rest of my inheritance I am obsessed with the folly.

(Jump back to other dream)

I am in the house next door to my son's, upstairs looking out of a window down into the yard of my son’s house. I see the child and I know she is a mulatto and not accepted by the family but she is my treasure. I will keep my son’s secret. I have to plan….

I wake up!
I was male in the first dream and I was female in the second.
There was a lot of lace in these dreams. Lace cuffs on the sleeves of the man in the estate dream. I only heard his voice and saw his hands. The woman in the second dream had a southern style hoop skirt and lace trimming on her dress. (Yes, I know they had not invented film at the time they wore this style.)
When I woke up I thought of this as a braided dream, 2 dreams twisted together. I see no message for me in here.

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Waning: hour dawn fence previous war cup pen forum nose job football famous fully hope sword boyfriend land lunch empty final spider god wild tree moon welcome baker view plate fri inner animals lawn daughter rick


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Humdinger! With over 250 surging words today, it looks like we have yet another adjustment in the administrative words. Personally, I think these are worthy of ignoring, and I know this is heresy in our work, but I also have to honor my intuition. Of course, I do not feel in tune with the Universe at all right now, so please make your own assessments. It is a decent run today and probably has a lot to offer us. In group 1, I expect a famous football star to have nose surgery.

With that, I’m looking forward to seeing how my biggest night-terror case is going. I promise you, if I can help this client with her Freddy Kuger-like dream spooks, then I should be able to help just about anyone! This is one of those purely transpersonal type dream experiences. But I'm on it! And the answer so far is......Lucid Dreaming.

Ya’ll have a blessed day!


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Start of Dream. I am working in a Hospital Emergency Department in Registration. I cannot understand why I am there because I have not worked in a hospital in over 4 years.  I look around and we are not busy, so I decided to go to the break room behind the registration desk. Someone tells me I am welcome to make a sandwich if I am hungry.

Suddenly the ED starts filling up with sick people. I leave the break room and go back to the registration desk.  A doctor walks into my area and tells me I need to come with her because they need help in the exam area. I walk with her and am waiting for instructions when a nurse walks by with something in her hand. Her hand brushed near mine and blood drips on to my finger. I say, Oh My God this is contaminated blood, what should I do. The nurse turns on a faucet and tells me to hold my finger under the faucet so the water can wash off the blood and flush out any trace of the blood. As I am watching my finger, my vision increases so I can see in between the ridges of my fingerprint. I am determined to not remove my finger from under the water until it thoroughly cleaned. End of Dream.

Last night I had a full night of dreams, mostly personal of me moving and making sure there was enough room for my pets.

This dream though was not personal so I thought I would post it here. Start of Dream: Dreamed that I was in a public restroom and when I walked into the stall, I looked down at the toilet seat as I usually do to check for cleanliness.  There was writing on the toilet seat, like graffiti you would normally see on the wall. The only word I remember was the word Love. I thought, I cannot believe someone wrote on the toilet seat. Then I noticed there was a toilet seat liner on the seat and the words were written on the liner, not the seat itself. When I tried to remove the liner it was lightly adhered to the seat sort of like cling wrap, so it was easy to remove. I thought, now that is a great idea because toilet seat liners don't always stay put on the seat correctly. End of Dream.

Afterthoughts: In waking life I will not sit on a toilet seat without lining it, so I guess that goes for my dream life also.  

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Waning: true inc agree now email text voted has been share aug view loading submitted days experience respond project add need device registration click path frame support story link window sign up overlay event response form

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I don’t have much time to analyze the run today because I have to get ready to see my attorney later this morning. Just as group 2 suggests, I’m intellectually preparing for the attack and preparing to move. You know what? There does feel like a plot which has been animated/scripted by someone with an agenda. That will get vetted during this ugly process that has to do with family and marriage, but the word starts with a D. Alas, it’s Sink and Leaning Times for sure.

But here’s what the collective unconscious is saying for all of us: We are all like butterflies. A new day is coming, transformation. Just like a Baker….we can create what we want as long as we include the right ingredients. Logic should be one of those ingredients; so should curiosity (i.e., group 1).


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this article is not my dream but points out how important all of your dreams are... some come straight from source.
 
here is a link to the article and following is some excerpts from the article.

http://abundanthope.net/pages/True_US_Hi...-WW3.shtml


Watching geo-political events unfold today is like watching a slow motion train wreck, especially if you’re informed by history and understand the connection between ‘World Wars‘ and the unseen influences behind international politics and global banking.
Edgar Cayce is one of the world’s most revered psychics, the ‘Sleeping Prophet,’ as they called him, and many consider him to be the father of holistic medicine. Entering into trance-like states of consciousness at will, he could divine information from some extra-ordinary plane of existence on behalf of his patients or in response to specific queries from an audience. He was remarkably insightful and accurate, which is why his name is so familiar to so many.
Much of what he brought back from the ‘Source’ of his inspired information pertained to specific medical issues, but in the staggering volumes of his readings and written works there is an abundance of insight and prophecy related to larger global political and social events.

Quote:“Dreams are today’s answers to tomorrow’s questions.” –Edgar Cayce

Quote:Europe is as a house broken up. Some years ago there was the experience of a mighty peoples being overridden for the gratification and satisfaction of a few, irrespective of any other man’s right. That peoples are going through the experience of being born again, and is the thorn in the flesh to many a political and financial nation in Europe, in the world… Q. What is the name of that nation referred to? A. Russia! (3976-8)” [Source]

Quote:“In Russia there comes the hope of the world, not as that sometimes termed of the communistic, or Bolshevik, no; but freedom, freedom! That each man will live for his fellow man! The principle has been born. It will take years for it to be crystallised, but out of Russia comes again the hope of the world.”
(Edgar Cayce, 1944, No. 3976-29)

Quote:Cayce was asked, “What should be the attitude of so called capitalist nations toward Russia?”
On Russia’s religious development will come the greater hope of the world. Then that one, or group, that is the closer in its relationships, may fare the better in the gradual changes and final settlement of conditions as to the rule of the world. (3976-10)
Six months later, additional information was presented which helped to clarify this earlier prediction.
Out of Russia, you see, there may come that which may be the basis of a more world wide religious thought or trend… (3976-12)
When Hugh Lynn Cayce asked about the Russian situation in June 1938, he was told:
A new understanding has and will come to a troubled people. Here, because of the yoke of oppression, because of the self indulgences, has arisen another extreme. Only when there is freedom of speech, the right to worship according to the dictates of the conscience—until these come about, still turmoils will be within. (3976-19) [Source]

Quote:“Aristotle even goes as far as to say that common sense is where consciousness originates. So if a society is lacking in common sense, and there’s little to no conscience, morality, empathy, consciousness, creativity, taste, discernment or love, how does one propose to govern such a population?” [Source]

Quote:“You must rise above the endless desire to dominate. You must stop acting out of imperialistic ambitions. Do not poison the minds of millions of people; like there can be no other way but imperialistic politics.” –Vladimir Putin

Quote:In the final World Affairs reading given on June 22, 1944, less than six months before Edgar’s death, he addresses the spirit and “the sin of America.”
What is the spirit of America? Most individuals proudly boast “freedom.” Freedom of what? When ye bind men’s hearts and minds through various ways and manners, does it give them freedom of speech? Freedom of worship? Freedom from want?…In the application of these principles…America may boast, but rather is that principle being forgotten… and that is the sin of America. (3976-29) Reading 3975-15, given on January

Quote:Cayce also predicted the possibility of a THIRD World War. He spoke of strifes arising…”in Libya, and in Egypt, in Ankara, and in Syria; through the straits around those areas above the Persian Gulf.” [Source]

Hi there!
This is my very first post to share beyond my family and friends.  I woke up from my dream, not afraid. I remember in my dream, it was dark as being in a cave with this ultra white light, maybe 20ft tops in front of me with a royal blue aura, circular in shape. I had left there. It didnt occur to me until I was telling people of my dream that the royal blue aura was mine. Long story short, Ive had more in person blessings and miracles too just not sure where i can share those. Im not sick either. Can you explain to me what this may mean, please. Is it a dream? Thanks a million, dreaman earth angel?

This morning I had a dream the NDC had been hacked by a new member. They gained access to email and everyone's identity. I discovered they knew pretty much everything about my life and most likely everyone else's life.  It was like I was being stalked and others were as well.
My feelings were " Oh, *#*% !  I guess it is our turn now."  Kinda like it was the new norm but I was not happy about it.  It was not random yet not unexpected.

I think more email/ identity hacks will be happening...everywhere.

I am driving my car down a busy interstate when I realize that my brake light is on. I pull over to the side to see if I can release it, when I realize that traffic is gridlocked and everyone is getting out of their vehicles.

I get out too, and follow everyone down what has now become more of a two-lane road with lots of foliage on either side. The road curves and dips down to the left and goes under an overpass.

There are people on the overpass, and they're putting what looks like a brownish red putty all over it. Someone in the crowd says that the government is making them do it. There is a lot of talk about what the substance is (someone else says the government said it's safe and ok), when someone else pipes up and says it looks like explosives, everyone should back up.