This dream happened about one year ago....I was riding shotgun in a car right on I35 not a few miles from my house, and asteroids, small meteors started raining down on the interstate....when I had the dream I was employed, and the woman that was driving the car was someone who I had briefly met the week earlier. I knew that in order for me to be riding in a car with this person, I would have to be unemployed. I am now unemployed, but I have not reaquainted myself with this person, however, I have been considering it as she works with an agency which helps people start their own small business. My main thoughts now are, the first part of my dream has come true, me being unemployed. This dream definitely had a precognitive feel to it and for me, it means there will be this kind of shower over Austin, Texas.

I didn't feel like a character in this dream. I felt more like a video camera that was recording a man and woman, who were both closely observing a juggling act.

The camera was close in on the male, and his eyes were rapidly moving back and forth, intently watching the juggler. After a few seconds, he yelled at his son: "Tyler, are you watching this?! You have to keep your eyes on 'em! Are you watching?! I need you to take over, you've got to keep your eyes glued!" I had no idea what was being done behind the camera because the camera stayed on this man's bulging eyes.

Eventually, it became clear...many knives were being tossed in the air in a juggling act. What this has to do with August, I haven't a clue.

I just woke up from the craziest dream and decided to document it here because it happened just as I woke up. First, I was at some conference and I was looking for someone that was of high regard from the NGH of which I am a member(National Guild of Hypnotist). I found the person I was looking for and they were in a clear box and it looked like they were sleeping. (More dream here but this is all that's relevant now)

Then there were some neighbor kids at my house and they were all playing in my daughters' room. I am in my room right next door cleaning when I hear my daughter crying hysterically. I go running next door and I see her cuddled up in the corner of the room crying with her big sister right next to her looking at a screen where the bigger neighbor kids have put on a horribly scary movie/game (a shoot em' up kind of game-the kids are holding remote controls even though we don't have games at our house in real life). I yell at them to turn it off and tell them that they are never to do that in my house ever again. I turn it off and go running to my daughter and I wake up. In real life...I wake up with my heart racing and hear my daughter crying hysterically and I go running to her and she is curled up in a ball in the bed having a nightmare. I wake her from her nightmare.

After getting her back to sleep, I decide to come to DreamBase to log that part of my dream, I had to go to my inbox to get my password that I couldn't remember in my still-dreamy state when my inbox message is from the NGH with a message that states "Dear Guild member,
We were notified this morning that one of our profession's pioneers, ******, passed away...

I have never before started a Peoplenomics report with something from the World of Woo-Woo (WoWW). Our normal fare around here is a tight focus on making money and out-thinking the markets. But this morning's case is too interesting to pass up. It's another example of prescient dreaming. People really do have dreams about events just before and while they are happening.
 
When the alarm went off at 4 AM I was having a most curious dream: Elaine and I were on a cruise ship/ferry boat that was trying to leave port. I say cruise ship/ferry because there distinctly were cars on the lower deck, but it was also barricades so that waves couldn't get it. There was also something of an open deck due to loading of supplies of some kind up near the bow.
 
As the dream progressed, my wife Elaine and I were wandering around the inside of the ship and we became separated while she went to the ladies room. Eventually, with the ship still not under way, we worked our way aft to where passengers were supposed to check-in... about 2/3'rds of the way back.
 
I remember wanting to go ashore to get our bags which were in the car nearby, but the setting was unfamiliar and I wasn't sure were the car was. And the dock looked like nothing I had seen before: The ship had been backed into its slip and just landward of the stern there was a large steel or metal beam of some kind...like supports for a walkway.
 
Also, I remember being very frustrated by the whole situation and then awoke; ticked off at Elaine for this whole boat-boarding fiasco....
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As I got up, I told Elaine about the story..and how she had delayed us from our departure with all of our luggage and I was angry about it. We should have stayed in port and gone on a different cruise. But she had bumped into friends of the ship including (oddly) a suave Frenchman and his wife/girlfriend, though she seemed to be from the US.
 
It was all very odd, and I didn't think anything about it.
 
The rest of my morning routine, as always, was plug & play. I used the bathroom, took the vitamins and a big glass of water, poured half a cup of coffee and wandered into the living room where a big screen is driven by a media server and clicked up Google headlines.
 
The lead item stopped me in my tracks:
 
"Hundreds missing after ferry stinks off South Korea's coast..."
 
And when you click over to the link, pay particularly close attention to the lines of the ship. Yes, it's a ferry but it also certainly has the side profile of a cruise ship.
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Oddly, I wasn't particularly "struck" by this whole sequence; it has been slowly increasing over the past 5-years or so for no particular reason.

But I popped open the door to our bedroom and told Elaine (who was still awake) about the head and the appearance of the ship.
 
"That's just plain WEIRD," she exclaimed.
 
There we left it, except to note that there may be some calendar effects to prescient dreaming. Remember, a few years back, my dream about the Gulf of Mexico disaster came in this timeframe... That dream happened on the 19th of April, ahead of the actually April 20th rig accident.
 
Go look at the pictures of the Costa Concordia capsizing and compare the picture (slow loading, sorry) on this page with this morning's pictures of the South Korean ferry.
 
Definitely more than a passing resemblance...
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In the case of the Deep Water Horizon dream (2006) my dream took place a few days after the full moon. Dream on the 19th following the full moon on the 13th.
 
More recently, my dream (several hours in advance) of the road closure on our March gambling expedition to Arizona, happened the morning of March 12 - four days ahead of the full moon.
 
The full moon this month was on the 15th, so one day after with today's dream.
 
My personal research has demonstrated - beyond any calculable odds - that there is something "non-local" about human consciousness. It's a symbolic connection and it seems to be spontaneous and perhaps tied in to the calendar though only very approximately.
 

I didn't have any earth-shattering dream and it doesn't seem to be about humanity but Chris said to enter every dream so here it goes...
Driving in truck with my mom and we had certain errands on our list. We are talking and all of a sudden she screams "laundry" because we had forgotten to bring the laundry with us that we were going to take to the LaundryMat to wash. I quickly pull off on the right side of the road. As I turn the car around there is so much traffic that I don"t know how I am going to cross traffic and make it to the other side of the street. I notice that now someone in another car is supposed to be following me (I don"t know if it is my mom or someone else). She is in her car behind me and she is waiting for me to pull out. I tell her that once I pull out, I am going to hold traffic up on the other side of the street by slowing down so that she can make it across the street too by pulling out in front of me. I am finally able to cross traffic but when I do, I forget to stop to let her go in front of me so instead,I pull off the road on the right side of the street to wait for her.
(I don"t recall if the dreams are linked and if the woman I dreamt of next is the same woman who was following me in a car or if it is a different woman entirely)
In some woman"s house that is married and is my friend. I have been staying with her to help her out. She is also pregnant. We had been in the city for dinner and just get back to her house. I tell her that I don"t know if she wants me to keep living with them and help her through the birth of the baby or if she thinks she is OK and doesn't need any help so I can move back into my house. I tell her that I can either stay with her and help her or I can move back into my house and that it is her decision. We get to their house and are upstairs and she walks downstairs. I am packing and decide to leave and I go hug her husband bye (innocently) but as soon as I reach for him and before I even touch him, he thinks I am hitting on him and he throws me down the stairs. I am insisting that it was not that at all and am so hurt that I have spent all this time helping out this family only to have them believe that I was capable of such a thing. I spend the rest of the dream trying crying and telling them how hurt I was.

Parts of this dream manifested in metaphoric ways.
Metaphoric part for being thrown down the stairs...The kids and I had taken in a baby goat and she had been living with us. At night we put her in a little dog cage upstairs so she is safe from predators. Somehow she had gotten out of her cage and my mom (who had been upstairs with my dad) came down the stairs to tell me that she was upstairs with dad and I needed to get her. I hear my dad yelling trying to get the goat down the stairs. As I round the corner, I see dad with the goat in his arms trying to carry her down the stairs, but she starts squirming and falls out of his arms and it looks like he literally threw her down the stairs as she went plummeting. She cried for a minute and shook her head around a few times and was not worse for wear (thankfully). But it appears that I was the goat in my dreams.
Last weekend, we had a last minute plan to meet up with family in the city. We were supposed to just hang out at the hotel all day but we decided to take the kids to the park. When doing so, I was the lead car and everyone was following me since they were unfamiliar with the area. I found myself, on the right side of the road needing to cross 4 lanes of traffic and make a U turn in order to get to the interstate and my family behind me helped by turning into each lane to hold up traffic and waited for me to turn in after them. As this was happening, my oldest daughter looked over at me and said, "mommy, didn"t this happen in your dream." Yes, sweetheart, it did.
The laundry wasn"t such an important part of the dream, but it might be note worthy that we haven"t been able to do laundry here the past few days because the iron in the water is all stirred up in the well from the rain and it made the water orange, so I currently have an entire truck full of laundry that we were supposed to do yesterday, but wound up running out of time. So in essence, I did forget the laundry as it is still sitting there and I did dream that I would have laundry in the truck before I needed to have laundry in the truck. Hopefully, I"ll get to the laundry today when I get to town…

About 3 days after the disappearance of the plane, I dreamed that whoever had the plane, also had my children so I was trying desperately to locate the plane. In my dream, I had a co-worker of mine from real life who was helping me. He is Ukranain and has lived in the US for years. In the dream, he somehow figured out the coordinates of the plane. We were working with an old Russian man and they were speaking in Russian. We showed the man the coordinates and he did a Google Earth search and told us that he knew where that was. I was begging him to take us there so that I could get my kids back. He finally agreed. Of course, on the way to the plane, I woke up. Well, the next night I went to sleep trying to locate the coordinates since only my friend/ coworker had seen them in the prior dream. Well, I dreamed the coordinates and immediately woke up and punched them into Google on my cell phone. Well, the location of the plane per my dream was Kazakhstan. The plane was either being held underground or was covered by something that made it disappear or appear as if it were underground. I'd never heard of Kazahkstan so imagine my surprise when I looked it up and it is 70% Muslim population and they speak Russian ( just like they were speaking in my dream) This dream was before any mention of it turning west and going to Pakistan or any of those countries.

Had an odd dream last night, in which my brother in law (retired SF/Ranger fellow who has an apartment at our ranch) was doing as kind of kung foo battle with some force, or other, and what came to mind (both printed and just "knowing") was the Sudberry Incident. I have no idea what the hell the Sudberry incident refers to, and since I haven't conscious memory of that word in any reading in years and years (nothing specially recallable) I thought I would mention it as just plane...you know...weird!
Usually when these things happen if there was a prophetic angle to it, it shows up in a week to 10-days tpops, and since this is April 7, if nothing by the 17th, then just dream stew...
George

Two nights ago I dreamt I was in a park at night with some friends further along. I found myself surrounded by thousands of very large spider webs. They were everywhere. there were no spiders on the webs however, they were hiding and I could sense it. I was completely freaked out because it was night time and I had only a faint torch that didn't give me sufficient reflexion of the surrounding and distant spider webs, only those that were the closest to me.
I also remember that at some other point in the dream I had panicked and my arm or hand got caught in one of the threads and it was impossible to break. The thread at that point in the dream was as thick as rope and I didn't have any tools to cut it. Somehow I must have freed myself.
I remember turning this way and that in order to find a way out through the maze of webs. The first time I turned around because one of my friends yelled "look out!" and behind me, about 1 inch from my back there was a huge web fully formed, no spider on it, though I distinctly sensed that it was there, but I couldn't see it. I slid past the web only to encounter another, once again, closeto my body (about 1 - 2 inches from my face).
Finally I stopped still and observedthe whole scene to the best of my ability and with the use of my tiny torch. I saw that there was indeed a path free of the webs and if I followed it carefully I would find my way out of the park. I knew that if I swayed as I walked , I would brush against a web.
I know what this dream means to me. The night before I had come to a realisation that I spend too much time on the internet and that my worldview is being formed by all the data that I subconsiously collect. I've been slowly releasing the hold that the internet has on me and I've found my old beliefs are resurfacing. These old beliefs are for me, the clearest path to follow. The dream reflected it all beautifully.
However I felt compelled to share this on this site because I believe that strong dreams might also be messages for others. Perhaps someone will benefit from this dream, somehow. Well being to you all.

3/27/2014
Found myself in what appeared to be an arid, desert-like place, looking like California. From a quiet, peaceful setting, there was a sudden series of explosions that looked like volcanic eruptions. People around me panicked as they ran around trying to escape the flying rock and debris. This appeared to be a significant historical event.

Mediational dream of a bad quake near Tonga or Fiji. This caused a land rise and change the stress conditions of the whole Pacific Plate. Japan was one of the 1st to feel the effects with multiples of bad quakes. The whole trench structure starts to change. Water is displaced and creates waves. Waves keep hammering all the Pacific shorelines on almost a weekly sometimes daily basis. The balast of the earth changes and there is a pole shift of less than mild, but not cataclysmic puportions. The centrifical bulge of water changes as the equator changes. Lands that dip into the equitorial bulge start to go under water.