I had a dream last night all I could see was people with ribbons of paper circling their feet and the number nine thousand running accross a ticker tape at the top.
forlorn and sad looks were everywhere.

I had two meditational type dreams recently. One was showing me a massive earthquake..maybe 10+. in or around the himalayas. That quake completely destroyed part of the mountains. People andvillages could not be found and were missing. Could not tell the time of the event. I could not tell whether this was above Afghan, Pakistan, Kashmiror India.
The other was in CaliforniaI think inmarch - April. I tried my best to zero in on the center. The best I could see it was in or near Bakersfield. The picture in my head showed cracks going out from the epicenter. The cracks also generated quakes. The words "for two years" appeared above the map I was visioning. Alot of the cracks went toward Los Angeles through the canyon country, but some went east toward Lake Isabella. One crack went toward fresno and some went down the san andreas toward Victorville.
I pray for none of the events to happen unless needed to reach the higher age!

it was the second night in a row when I woke at 4:38 - this time I had a dream that lingered on which I "lived" vividely before and still after - here it goes:
it started with me riding a bus in my home towm (I don't live there anylonger) and suddenly there was a message coming through via the radio and tv screen in the bus that declared a state of emergency and that everyone should go home - no details can be told so far, but will be in due course. upon hearing this I looked outside the window of the bus and saw that the snow caps on top of the mountains were melting - rapidly - it was like waterfalls coming down from the top, massive waterfalls and my first thought was it's all gonna get flooded...then I was home at my parents house and my grandmother (who no longer is with us - actually for 20 years not) was brought into the house next door - she looked weak but we did not go to see her. we tried to figure out what was going on, looking at the mountains where water was still gushing down and heading outside to look at the waterlevel of the river close to the house. it was not rising though. it all made no sense - we thought it will come and started to barricade stuff around the lower floors and cellar of the house to keep out the water and mud once it would rise and hit the house. it was very warm albeit it was not spring or summer yet. then suddenly we were standing in the living room and my mum was there and pointing out of the window screaming "here it comes" - i looked out and saw a "fire ball" and thought that this is it, a meteor gonna hit our house and this will be it - the "fire ball" came through the window without destroying it and turned into a red/pinkish balloon. we looked outside and could see more and more of these. they all had "weather balloon" written on them...suddenly my Dad and my brother had a fight and my Dad kicked my brother out of the house, my mum was gone as well - not sure where to. and I was back in the town I live now - but not in my flat but in a house with big windows and pigdeon gathering underneath the roof - loads of them, being pretty excited they were. I looked outside and saw people on the streets, ginger haired people and they all were bleeding from their skin and they saw me looking and they yelled at me "it all starts with blood" and "keep out of the sun". I called my family and told them to stay at home and not to get out of the house. I still did not know where my brother was although I spoke to him and was feeling very anxious and the feeling was still there that my grandma was around...all in all there was a feeling of being along and then not...hard to explain...
And then I slowly got out of the dream - it was 4:38 - I did not wake with a bang but slowly and more "living" it all - I wrote down what I could remember but there was much more, this time there was a lot of talking and discussing going on, I can remember that it was but I can't remember the exact words...

A prominent woman in the town I live in was standing on a blacktop two lane road introducing someone. As my husband and I go closer I noticed that she was introducing Rock Hudson. I said, "Oh, very good." And thought how well and robust he looked. Then I saw 2 hispanic men start chasing the woman into a small park area beside the road. The park area had a lot of trees but the ground was semi damp earth. My husband and I started to run over to help her, but before we got there the police had tackled one of the men and the other one was gone. She was ok.

I dreamed this two nights ago. In my dream my elderly mother is on the phone only it is an old phone system almost like a switchboard. She is in a room full of people and she cries out, "Hush!" Everyone is quiet as she listens and then she says, "Claire." and then "Santorini is crying!" I woke to find myself standing at my desk. I had written down, "Gale. Santorini is crying."
The next morning my mother tells me she had a strange dream that she was in a huge church in the lowest level, and there was a strange oven of some sort almost as if it were a cross between a huge gas oven only it had microwave properties. Somehow it had malfunctioned and everything was falling down, the church was on fire and then reduced to rubble.
She remembers the time because she was so upset she had to get up out of bed and sit for a while. It was 2:30 CST, the same time that I woke to find myself writing down that Santorini was crying.

I suddenly appear on a stark barren plains the ground is dry cracked and dusty looks like sand but is hard. I look before me and there stands a farmer he is holding some of his crops with tears in his eyes the crops are dead and withered behind him is a field in the field are crops covered with insects and animals that look gaunt and weak. in the sky there is a mass of black clouds that seems like a vicious storm. To my right I look and there is the scene of a city buildings crumbling and the rotten smell of decay people fighting and what looks like an army's last battle stance. A child is sitting on a street corner cryng for their mother,
I look to my left there is a wintery scene of a city men carrying baskets of paper money and debres dumping it in barrels of fire trying to keep warm. Long lines of people standing waiting for food.Car's abandoned the people seem listless and a feeling of hoplessness is everywhere. I say to myself oh my god isn't there any hope for us. I feel a hand on my shoulder and the agony I was feeling seems to lift away. I turn around..
Here in the middle of feild is a single sunflower the sky in the background looks like a storm front where the clouds are breaking up and a ray of beautiful sunlight coming down to the flower. from the sky two white doves drop and begin to feed filling their bellies. Behind them I see men and women knelt deep in prayer and behind them there is what looks like groups of people busy building homes and planting feilds. then I hear the voice.
It says to me.. why do you doubt me. Don't I provide all that you need like the birds of the fields. Keep your faith stedfast.
I now feel a calmness with all the fighting, storms , pestilence and poverty the starvation and calamity there is a glimmer of hope all through our faith in the creator.

I suddenly appear on a stark barren plains the ground is dry cracked and dusty looks like sand but is hard. I look before me and there stands a farmer he is holding some of his crops with tears in his eyes dead withered behind him is a field in the field are crops covered with insects and animals that look gaunt and weak. in the sky there is a mass of black clouds that seems like a vicious storm. To my right I look and there is the scene of a city buildings crumbling and the rotten smell of decay people fighting and what looks like an army's last battle stance. A child is sitting on a street corner cryng for their mother,
I look to my left there is a wintery scene of a city men carrying baskets of paper money and debres dumping it in barrels of fire trying to keep warm. Long lines of people standing waiting for food.Car's abandoned the people seem listless and a feeling of hoplessness is everywhere. I say to myself oh my god isn't there any hope for us. I feel a hand on my shoulder and the agony I was feeling seems to lift away. I turn around..
Here in the middle of feild is a single sunflower the sky in the background looks like a storm front where the clouds are breaking up and a ray of beautiful sunlight coming down to the flower. from the sky two white doves drop and begin to feed filling their bellies. Behind them I see men and women knelt deep in prayer and behind them there is what looks like groups of people busy building homes and planting feilds. then I hear the voice.
It says to me.. why do you doubt me. Don't I provide all that you need like the birds of the fields. Keep your faith stedfast.
I now feel a calmness with all the fighting, storms , pestilence and poverty the starvation and calamity there is a glimmer of hope all through our faith in the creator.

I suddenly appear on a stark barren plains the ground is dry cracked and dusty looks like sand but is hard. I look before me and there stands a farmer he is holding some of his crops with tears in his eyes dead withered behind him is a field in the field are crops covered with insects and animals that look gaunt and weak. in the sky there is a mass of black clouds that seems like a vicious storm. To my right I look and there is the scene of a city buildings crumbling and the rotten smell of decay people fighting and what looks like army's last battle stance. A child is sitting on a street corner cryng for their mother,
I look to my left there is a wintery scene of a city men carrying baskets of paper money and debres dumping it in barrels of fire trying to keep warm. Long lines of people standing waiting for food.Car's abandoned the people seem listless and a feeling of hoplessness is everywhere. I say to myself oh my god isn't there any hope for us. I feel a hand on my shoulder and the agony I was feeling seems to lift away. I turn around..
Here in the middle of feild is a single sunflower the sky in the background looks like a storm front where the clouds are breaking up and a ray of beautiful sunlight coming down to the flower. from the sky two white doves drop and begin to feed filling their bellies. Behind them I see men and women knelt deep in prayer and behind them there is what looks like groups of people busy building homes and planting feilds. then I hear the voice.
It says to me.. why do you doubt me. Don't I provide all that you need like the birds of the fields. Keep your faith stedfast.
I now feel a calmness with all the fighting, storms , pestilence and poverty the starvation and calamity there is a glimmer of hope all through our faith in the creator.

I had this dream back in the summertime. I was outside, in a field, somewhere in the midwest and I was watching hundreds of tornados form and touchdown across the entire skyline as far as I could see. That's it.

I had this dream a few months back. I was in the kitchen of my father's old house. He passed away back in 2002. I was just standing in the kitchen with my father watching him cook something like stew and he turned to me and said, "it's going to be one BIG CME". That's it. I get the impression that he was trying to tell me that the CME was going to destroy most of life on Earth.