DREAM DATE ; JULY 2013 , LAST DREAM OF NIGHT, 4-5AM

TITLE : 8.8. THE LION'S GATE

CONTENT:

I AM FLOATING IN SPACE , HIGH ABOVE THE EARTH. I AM AMAZED AT THE DETAIL I CAN SEE OF THE FEATURES ON EARTH, INCLUDING THE CITIES.

I ACCELERATE RAPIDLY, AS IF DOING A FLY OVER , AND MY ALTITUDE REDUCES SO THAT I AM IN DIRECT PROXIMITY TO THE SURFACE- LIKE 20,000 FEET MSL OR SO. I START TO SPIRAL AND LOSE VISUAL ORIENTATION, BUT I KNOW I AM OVER THE MID-SECTION OF THE US. I HEAR A VOICE , SING-SONG LIKE , VERY RHYTHMIC---" 8 8 THE LION'S GATE" .

ALL OF THE SUDDEN I AM "DISEMBODIED" AND I AM JUST OBSERVING A SCENE --IT IS WATER, LOTS OF IT- LIKE A HUGE WAVE AND STORMY SEAS- IT WAS VERY BRIEF..THEN I AM SHOWN AN AERIAL PERSPECTIVE AND IT IS A "MAP" OF FLOODING ALL
THROUGH THE MISSISSIPPI RIVER VALEY, WATER COMING FROM THE GREAT LAKES DOWNWARD. THERE IS ALSO SOMETHING TO THE WEST OF THE FLOODING THAT IS PROBLEMATIC- ANOTHER
"SITUATION" BUT I DON'T KNOW WHAT IT IS. -I AWAKE BEFORE I CAN LOOK IN THE WESTERN DIRECTION.



Nothing happened on 08.08.13- but my prophetic dreams appear to be 1-2 years in advance. So I believe this applies to 08.08.14.

I had this dream April 15th, I think. I didn't know it at the time, but it was the night of the Blood Moon.

I had dreamt that everyone was going to watch the moon rise. It was supposed to be a spectacular event, in fact, every family I knew was going out to watch it. It only seemed fair that I take my family out as well. A majority of the dream was spent looking for the PERFECT spot to look at the moon. It seemed like every field and front lawn was swarming with people. Since I had 3 young boys, I did not feel like risking the loss of one in a crowd, so I was determined to find a secluded area so that we could all relax and enjoy the show.

After hunting for what seemed to be FOREVER, the sun started to set and I found the perfect field to set up camp. There was only ONE other family there. I could finally breathe.

We watched the moon rise and I was horrified when it was absolutely blood red. It looked like something from a nightmare. Looking around, I seemed to be the only one upset by this and decided maybe I needed to calm down. While everyone was looking at the moon, I noticed movement BEHIND it. It was as if there was an invisible force field around the earth and I saw it shimmer for just a second, glowing in a light neon blue that would easily be hidden by the blue sky. The barrier I saw looked wild, like something you would expect to see out of the movie Tron. It was stretched across the entire sky like a spiders web... but I was unsure of what I had seen until I saw it again.

A huge chunk of the barrier opened, just as the door to a small bird cage would. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I saw a GIANT hand reach in for just a second and drop something. It fell to earth on fire as if it were a fallen star. The ground shook as it hit, but no one else seemed to notice. While everyone else admired and talked about the moon, I stood there with my jaw in my lap absolutely speechless.

After thinking about it for a minute, I decided that the hand I saw must have been God's hand... and I got very angry. He had just reached in and dropped something like I would do for a pet bird or fish! Did that mean that we were all just pets to him? The more I thought about it, the more angry I got.

The mother of the family next to us saw that I was upset and invited us to travel with them to a nice old lady's house. I begrudgingly agreed to go. When I met the old lady that we were visiting, she seemed familiar to me, though I don't think I have ever met her. She invited me in and asked what was bothering me, so I told her. I told her what I had seen and how it angered me, then she laughed. She asked me if I had considered that maybe we weren't in a cage, and that maybe that barrier was there to protect us. She then asked me if I had considered that maybe that star that had fallen was a necessary tool for our protection or survival. I told her I had not. I actually felt much better after talking to her and awoke from my dream.

I told my husband about my dream, mostly because it was just too weird NOT to say something about. He looked up at me and said "You know last night was the Blood Moon, right?" I had heard something about it months before, but soon got distracted and forgot all about it. It was no wonder I would have such an odd dream...

I had this dream in 2011. It is probably one of my most favorite dreams, because the man that I got to meet was so awesome.
I dreampt that I was walking through a Hospital. I always make it a point NOT to go to hospitals unless I absolutely need to, so as I wandered the halls, I questioned my being there. I came to a room and immediatlely knew that I had been looking for THAT room. There was an elderly man in a hospital bed. He was slightly plump and had a kind face, white hair and a square jaw. He was also wearing a breathing tube. He was surrounded by people dressed in black crying over him. He looked aggravated until he saw me, then he grinned ear to ear and waved me over. I looked behind me because I couldn't be sure that he was waving at me-- I had never seen that man before in my life... but I inched over by his side regardless.
As I stood there, he told me how glad he was that I had come. He talked to me about fishing and making gumbo, stopping every now and again because someone would cry out. He told me a few fishing jokes and some stories about his family, but eventually he got very upset by the other people hanging around him. Finally he had had enough, and raising his voice just slightly out of frustration, he said to me " TELL THESE FOOLS THAT I AM DOING JUST FINE!"
I woke up confused. My boyfriend (now husband) was getting ready for work when I told him my dream. As with most of my dreams, he shrugged it off and told me I was wierd. I was a bit aggrivated, but decided not to let it bother me, it was no suprise to me that he or anyone would find me wierd.
He called me a few hours later. He normally called around lunchtime, so it was strange for him to call so early (around 8am). He was very quiet on the phone. I had to ask him a couple of times if he was ok. His voice cracked a bit when he answered " I don't know..." I will never forget that day. He then told me that his Uncle had died. He had just found out moments before he called me. He would be coming home early. I felt sick to my stomach.
When he came in, he was very pale and he asked me to tell him the dream again. (He had only been half-listening to me before. At the time, he didn't put much faith in my dreams...) I told him the dream again and he asked me if I would tell his mother. It was her favorite brother who had passed. I wasn't sure if it were my place to tell her that dream or if it would upset or anger her. I had once told people my dreams, but sometimes people get very disturbed or angry... I had learned to keep them to myself, so I told him I could not.
His mother did not live far, so he went to visit her and came back looking even more upset, I asked what had happened and he eplained to me that she was very upset that she had lost her brother and was crying uncontrolably. He asked me again to tell her my dream, so I agreed. I walked in very frightened of how she would react and had her sit down. I told her my dream, and just as expected she cried uncontrollably and I felt HORRIBLE and ended up crying with her. But then she hugged me, wiped her eyes and cracked a smile and assured me that she was no fool.

I am in an office building/skyscraper. Suddenly I am picked up by a burly/strong man in a shirt and tie and carried into a large office (feels like a coporate office). As I am being picked up and carried away, I ask someone witnessing this to call the police. I am deposited in the office and there are two men in the office and the man that carried me is now posted outside the office door. I am seated at a conference table and the one man starts to ask me questions(he has dark hair, brown eyes and a fair complexion). I cannot make out the questions but I tell this person that this is BS. I feel a little afraid but more indignant. I get up to leave and as I open the door the man posted outside the door is still there so I take a ruler and poke him in the back several times to make him move but he wouldn't. I close the door and go back in the office. I then walk to the desk of the man who had questioned me. I start going through his desk and begin pulling and throwing files and envelopes all over the place (I notice that there isn't a computer on his desk or anywhere in the office--there are just paper files/records). The two men just let me do this and do not try to stop me. I know that I have some type of information that is important to them so that is why they are not hurting me or trying to stop me. As I am throwing the files and items around the office, I notice a couple of small envelopes which I place in my pant pocket while the two men are distracted by something. I do this because I want some type of proof of what is going on here. That is the end of the dream. I had two other dream snippets that I remember from last nights dreams: 1)My father wants to buy/get a bigger boat and 2) I am on top of some building looking down at a very large city (feels like New York City).

I had this dream not long ago. It started out pleasant enough, I was gardening while my boys played in the back yard. Suddenly, I heard sirens. I looked in the sky and saw a hologram of an observatory in the NorthEast. Warnings were being blasted on a loudspeaker that everyone was to go inside and take shelter. Just moments later I saw a missle falling in the Southeast. I could see in my mind two places that were being hit. One was nearby at an overpass, and the other at Baton Rouge. I snatched my boys up and litterally THREW them into the house from the back door. I had justgotten my youngest in when I was thrown inside by a gust from the blast. I was in a great deal of pain having hit the marble counter in front of me, but my boys were huddled under a window across from me, so I crawled to them and covered them with my body. There was a bright flash of light, almost like lightening in the daytime... then just moments later there came a gradual hot, bright light. As it intensified, it got hotter and hotter. All I could do was hold the boys close to me. Seconds felt like hours and I just knew we were dying. I was waiting to die... but I was no longer hurting. I was just a little warm. Maybe I was already dead and didn't know it, or maybe we were somehow being protected.

This one started with me living in a huge house. My boss was the head of the house and 2 coworkers where there. Than there was a car chase and I drove to a meeting hall. I met an angel that told me to look into his eyes. We then looked into each other's eyes. I remember he had blue eyes with a silver spiral around his iris. He said the silver or light blue around the iris is a sign of our divinity. I asked why it went away some times. He said because you become tired. Than I was walking into a hall of records of creaturesand plants, I saw a familiarwoman infront of me however I do not know her in this life. I asked if I could go home (to the spirit world) with her and she said not yet. You have important work yet to accomplish.

I have dreamt of every one of my children before having them. Sometimes years before having them. In fact, this is a trait passed down to me by my mother and her mother. There are NO secrets in my family. I had this dream March 5th.

I came to with my husband yelling at me. We had recently separated and he was clearly not handling it well. I was unable to make out what he was so angry about at first, and then he made it clear to me that I was abandoning our baby. I was confused. Each of my boys were well taken care of. In fact, they were lined up in my bed sleeping next to me. After explaining this, my husband grew even more enraged asking me about "Our little girl". Startled, I asked what he was talking about. We did not have a little girl. He showed me a mental image of a little girl while cursing me and calling me everything but a child of God. When I saw her, I instantly knew that I DID in fact have a little girl. I was horrified that I had been neglecting her. I couldn't even remember her name or when she had eaten last!

I woke up around 3am in a panic and shot out of bed to take care of her. I had made it halfway down the hall towards my living room when it dawned on me that it had only been a dream. There was no starving infant in the other room. I got a glass of water and climbed back in bed.

A few days later, I bought a pregnancy test. As it turns out, I am pregnant! I have not found out the gender of the baby, but I am assuming it is the baby girl I have always wanted.

It took me a little while to decide whether or not this dream was worth sharing. I woke up from it around 4:00am laughing. I prepped myself to dream of "Important Events in August 2014" and THIS is what I got. Perhaps I am doing something wrong...

In this dream I had decided to visit the National Dream Center for myself. When I arrived, I was pleasantly surprised to see that it was a resort! It was being built from the inside out, but I hardly noticed the construction being done because it was filled with some of the most interesting art and sculptures I have ever seen.

Making my way in, I noticed a restaurant that I was unfamiliar with. I took a mental note as I passed it and decided I would try it out later when I was done exploring. It is nice to try new things.

I made my way to the heart of the center, and to my surprise, it was a maze full of perfectly trimmed hedges, exotic flowers, and strange and beautiful sculptures. But you did not walk this maze, you swam it. It was filled with the most beautiful and clear water I have ever seen. You could see every detail and crack in the pavement under the water. As I swam, I noticed some of the most beautiful and exotic fish swimming with me. I thought about how it was so peaceful and relaxing to see the fish, maybe that was the reason they were there.

I swam around just enjoying the scenery for some time before more and more people started coming into the maze. Soon the maze was FULL of people... and, of course, it would be at that exact moment that I would realize I was naked.
More embarrassed than I've EVER been, I pressed against the wall and made my way to a more quiet part of the maze. I saw a small platform with large, gorgeous table on it. The table looked as though it had been carved from hard wood. It was a bit long and rectangular. Interestingly enough, there was a small rectangular basin cut out of the middle filled with water. People were gathered around the table working hard (but not too hard). They smiled, laughed, and talked happily as they did paperwork. On one end of the table was a woman who was fun to watch. She would pass out and sleep on the job, then after a while she would pop up and scribble franticly on a piece of paper and pass it to the man at the other end. Each time she woke up and scribbled she would make a different expression. Sometimes happy, Sometimes sad, worried, ect. The man at the other end was always happy to get her papers. The workers on each side of the table were smiling and joking as they read and worked on their papers as well.

It felt like their happiness was rubbing off on me, but then someone stood up and said "(So-and-so) will be here any minute! Get the fart paper!" I wasn't sure I had heard that correctly. I have never heard of a "fart paper" but I was very amused by the idea. I crept in a bit closer to watch and saw a big, angry man stomp over the maze across a bridge I hadn't noticed before. He had a scowl on his face and didn't seem happy with anyone... it looked as though he was going to start yelling. Quickly and quietly, a piece of paper was passed around the table, everyone scribbled a little something on it, and the last person to have it stood up and put the paper into the basin. It began to dissolve and a green smoke filled the air. The mean man that had charged them immediately stopped, made a face, and turned around all but running the other way. Everyone at the table cheered and laughed. I thought this was hilarious too and laughed until my ribs hurt.

In most of my dreams, I do not know I am dreaming or have any control over what I do, but for whatever reason, I found this dream so amusing that I DID NOT want to forget it when I woke up, so I concocted a brilliant plan. I would write down what I wanted to remember and mail it to myself on a post card! Genius! I began writing down all the things I wanted to remember from the restaurant to the fish in the maze, then at the bottom of the card I wrote " DO NOT FORGET CLAVACUS AND THE FART PAPER!"

(I'm pretty sure the name was Clavacus... but perhaps it was something close to that...)

Satisfied with my card, I popped it into the mail and received it back within a few seconds, complete with a shiny silver post mark with the name of a place that sounded so weird, I wondered if it were even of this world. I didn't think about it long... I was busy flipping the card back and forth in my hands musing at it. I couldn't help but be entertained by the thought of what the mail man was thinking when he read the back of it.

Now this is TRULY amazing!! My ex fiance took me up to his parents for the first time about 6 years ago. I had never been there and knew NOTHING about the place. The place is located on Indian Reservation Land way the hell and gone, out in the country. It's about 30-40mins outside of Merritt BC. My ex's mother and stepfather (who is native Indian) live there. He inherited the house through the Indian band from his family, along with some land.

We arrived for a 3 or 4 day stay. The day after we arrived I was exhausted as we had been biking and hiking and swimming in Petit (they say Peety up there)Creek. I went into the little room his parents had set up for us and laid down for a nap and everyone else took off to go do something else. It is a 2 bedroom house with 1 washroom and a wood burning stove and it's very old, like a cabin almost.

It was very hot and I laid down and passed right out into a deep sleep. In my dream, I was there in the house and there were some young boys in the house and something was very wrong. Then a tall Indian man came to me in the hall and he had long straight black hair. It was very long, way down his back. He was very upset and there was a feeling of panic and I asked him how he got in. I kept thinking that we had to get out of there somehow. He took me to the front door and someone was trying to get in and again I asked him how he managed to get into the house as I never saw him come in. He never answered but took me to the back door and people were trying to break in somehow through the back door. There were Native Indians in RCMP or polie uniforms and one was a lady. Finally, the officers banging on the doors managed to get in and I felt sheer panic. They took him somehow and I was trying get away and woke up in a terrible sweat.

Well I woke up and then I could hear my ex's parents and him in the living room and kitchen so I got up and went into the living area. I got a coffee and didn't say anything for a while. I then mentioned that while they were gone I had the most vivid and incredible dream. I told them the dream and as I began to talk the room fell silent. Their eyes got bigger and bigger as I went on and my ex's stepfather went very pale and grey in the face.

My ex's mom then said I had dreamed of Uncle Joe. He had owned the house before, years ago. He looked exactly how I described. No one else around there looked like that with all that hair almost down to the waist. They then said what I had dreamed is exactly what had happened years ago there. The authorities had come to take him away and they could not get him to come out. They had also sent officers who were natives to try and get him to come out. They got the door open and they took him away and locked him up and he died in the loony bin. I think he still feels betrayed. Betrayed was what I was getting from him. Also I was told that my ex's stepfathers brothers and such were there in the house when that happened. Those were the young boys I saw. Those young boys are now in their 50's. My ex's mom Louise also made one creepy comment: The bedroom I was sleeping in was the old part of the house. The other bedroom (hers and her husband's) and the den were new additions. Maybe that made the difference??

This dream was 110% accurate. I almost fainted. That night we were sitting out back around the fire in the backyard and my ex (who was really scared and freaked about my dream) were mentioning it to a friend of his who came to visit and as soon as I finished the story the back door just slammed itself shut! We all jumped and laughed and our friend Mike hollered out "Goodnight Uncle Joe!"

PS My ex told me best not to talk about it again. He's still freaked by it I think. Here is a picture I took in that bedroom.

** Had a very vivid dream one night that I was at my mother's (she is deceased, since 2007) and it is a strange home I don't recognize. There are heavy drapes hanging on the windows the color of sand and it also seems like a far away, very old and foreign country. I am trying to open her drapes and I notice something strange on the inside top corner of her drapes. I take down the awfully heavy drapes and see a stamp there and it is a Canadian Coat of arms stamp of The Hudson Bay company. This is not unusual and I think well their stuff is expensive so these drapes must have cost an awful lot! Then I see that the Hudson Bay stamp is on a piece of white cloth that is lightly stitched into place and there is something under it. I can feel my mother somehow with me. Well I pick out the loose stitches and peel it back. Below is a large SCARAB and it has been branded into the cloth. I have the feeling that it was somehow important that this be hid but why I do not know. It has been seared or burnt into the cloth and cannot be removed. I replace the curtains and go outside. Outside there is a man and he is very smiley but has a very evil aura about him and he is trying to get into my mothers place. I go in and find him trying to crawl in the window and I realize that I am in Egypt and this man is determined to come in. I go to shut the window and my mothers microwave goes falling out the window. I am scared of the man trying to get in. There is alot of commotion outside and I'm not sure what is happening but I have a bad feeling. I am also worried about my mother coming in and finding out about her microwave. I confront the man about the scarab for some reason because it has something to do with him lying to me. He laughs it off. I wake up VERY unsettled. Now I don't know if this has anything to do with my dream but a week later the riots broke out in Egypt. Also the morning after the dream I was still so unsettled I went on the internet and googled Scarab pictures. I viewed about 200 of them and was just going to give up when I saw the exact same one from my dream!!! What a trippy feeling that was!! It had the caption Karnak. I saved it and have uploaded it here. Another friend of mine (on Facebook) Roger, said it was weird on account of the riots and it was not actually until that moment that the coincidence clicked in my mind. He is kinda interested in my dreams now lol. Did this have something to do with the riots???? Also, why would I dream of a Scarab that exists but one I never saw before in my life and what does it have to do with my deceased mother??**

** I can't remember the exact year but maybe 2004 or so I had a music dream and during the day the song would pop into my head constantly and I could not get it out. It was driving me crazy. The song was not the type of music I would normally listen to and I hadn't heard it since I was a kid however the song was I've Never Been To Spain (but I kinda like the music). Not long after that, not sure, but within a week or 2 or possibly 3 there was a huge train derailment in Spain by terrorists or they blew it up or something. I can't remember exactly but at the time I thought that was so coincidental and weird. Anyways, I do sometimes note when I hear music in my dreams just in case there is something to all this collective unconscious precog stuff.**

**Another music dream. Back before 2004 ... like somewhere between 2000 and 2004 I heard the song This Flight Tonight and it was weird cuz I could not get that out of my head and I really only listen to current Hip Hop, Alternative, Electro Dance and R & B. The song however, would not leave my mind for about 2-3 days it just kept playing over and over and then on that 3rd day I picked up a local paper and the headline was a feiry crash of a plane with about 1/2 a dozen passengers. I am trying to recall but one of the guys I think was associated with a local chapter of The Hells Angels. The headline jumped out at me but the song stopped playing in my mind. Coincidence???**