I had a dream last night about myself robbing a convenient store. It appeared to be a Thortons, Sheetz, or a Racetrack; modern gas station. I was with an accomplice who was reaching in the back seat of the getaway vehicle the entire dream. I went inside the gas station up to the clerks, brandishing a slightly over sized gun metal long barrel revolver. I asked for the money but the clerks, one black and one white. both young men wearing red shirts and khaki pants. They said they only had 5 dollars i took it and panic set in. i ran out to the car, noticing a distinct feeling of panic and of a job gone wrong. waiting for police sirens to come in the distance. I went back inside thinking i couldnt botch the job for only $5.00. I went back inside noticing a clear plastic cup soda on the counter full of dr. pepper. i just knew it was dr. pepper, i could taste it by looking at it. I then went behind the counter and opened the cash drawers finding more money than the clerks said and this made me angry. I pulled out the change holders and it revealed a plastic pre wrapped bag of 100 bills. they looked fake but i grabbed them along with the rest of the money. put it in a bag and now i heard the sirens in the distance. ran out the door of the gas station to see my accomplice, who was also black, leaning over the driver seat facing backwards reaching for something. the panic feeling set in again and i woke up.

I was 21 in 1986 when I found out I was going to have my 1 st child. Within 2 weeks before I had the test from the doctor I knew I was pregnant. Once confirmed and before any ultra sounds could be done I knew I was having a son I only picked boys names. When I was in my 3 month with my son I kept dreaming of a girl and her name was Shalene. I never once say her face but all I did in this dream was say her name in different tones. My son was born and I named him sol. He was 3 years old when I became pregnant again I knew right away I was pregnant and within a month I knew it was a girl. Her name is Shalene. There are the best of friends and always have been from the day Shalene was born.

2011, I was told we will be in Civil War, with in three summers. I am a little reluctant to say whom spoke this to me, as I do not want to be roped into a religious or Jesus freak category. But, let me first tell you the dream, and we can go from there.

CIVIL WAR DREAM
I'm standing looking over a large, open, empty field (empty, meaning no people were present). However, there was a very old looking boxing ring in this field. It didn't have the ropes around it, like you would see today though. It could have been a stage, but in my dream, I saw it as a boxing ring. About 200 feet (or so) in the distance, beyond the field, I see a line of cars—bumper to bumper, heading up this enormous steap hill in great haste.
Suddenly a man walks directly in front of me, literally about a foot between us. He was looking to the side of him, so I couldn't see his face, but he stopped right in front of me—he strangely just stood there. Since he was standing so close to me I could only see that he was wearing some kind of powder blue garment with a hood over his head. He didn't speak a word to me, he just stood there, looking off to the side.
Suddendly, my peripheralview drew my attention to men being chased, by other men with hug clubs in their hands. These men where in the same garment as the man still standing in front of me, except their garments were brown with a hood, not blue like the man standing in front of me. I see these men running, and all of them avoiding the boxing ring. One man was being dragged up onto the boxing ring by one of the men with clubs, with great resistance. All around the boxing ring, these men were cowering down on the ground, covering their bodies and faces from the brutal attack from these men with clubes.
While I still cannot see the face of the man standing in front of me, I ask:
"Why are those men being beaten?"
"Because of civil war."
"Oh, you are in civil war?"
"NO, you are"
He turns to me, and now I see his face, except all I could focus on where piercing deep blue eyes, from underneath his blue hoodie. He says, very straight faced:
"In three summers from now"
I pray this is not a precognitative dream. I had the dream in 2011—we are going into the 3rd summer this year.

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.