Much of this dream I do not remember. Here is what I do remember: I am on an Island city. I meet a woman, she looks like she works in a service type position. She is wearing a white button down shirt, black pants & her hair is brown & pulled back in a ponytail. As I meet her we move from being outside to a somewhat indoor office window and she is upset because she is not getting paid until after a time that was set forth in an agreement. The office window person is the, sort of, go between. Kind of likea Temp Service of Contractor ofServices. The woman behind the window is actressLaura San Giacomo but quickly changes to actor Matthew McConaughey. I speak to him on her behalf, telling him that he dropped the ball on this as she had made a request to be paid at this time and it was agreed upon. In my dream mind I can see the face of the man that she worked for and is to be paying her/the contractor later that day. The woman is supposed to meet with her ailing mother and this is why she made a request to be paid early. She is understandably upset. Again I make a plea to the window person. As I turn to speak with him I see a large piece of paper with numbers and lines. All the numbers begin with 0. The other numbers I remember are 2, 5, 7, 8, and 9. Not in that exact order. They are are a data processing type paper. The lines I spoke about are similar to a division symbol, but they have two straight verticle lines and one long horizontal line above the numbers. (&prod This symbol is the closest thing I could find to what I saw. This difference is the two verticle lines were not covered and thehorizontal line came right after the verticle lines and was longer to accomodate the numbers below. 002957 025897 and so on. All numbers were the same number of digits and all began with zero. That's all I remember.

Standing on an ocean-viewing platform, maybe +2' ASL and a 4' tidal wave breaks over the platform from one direction w/ a bridge (like San Francisco.) Then, another, bigger wave, maybe 16' ASL crest came from the other direction, as I coached the people there they could survive. Something like: "Jump in and swim away from the rocks (rip-rap). Hold your breath. Dive under it and come up towards the light. If it is too dark, come up w/ the bubbles. You must relax and come up slowly; surfers do this all the time...."

My husband and I were the only two passengers on a plane that made an emergengy water landing. As the plane came down, I thought we were over an ocean or very large lake e.g. Superior, but when we exited the plane and waded thru 2 ft of water, we could see that we were in heavily flooded farmland as far as the eye could see.We waded to a group of 12 or so people who were standing on a boardwalk huddled over a map - it was raining like mad. We , too,looked at the map to seehow we should proceed to get out of the flood zone. I suddenly realizedthat we were in SE Missouri and turned to my husband to say, "This is New Madrid!" He traced his finger along the NE edge of the state and said, "We can follow the border for110 miles, and that's what we have, $110. Just enough, a dollar per mile." I told him that wedidn't need to worry about money, that we had more in our account and could use an ATM along the way. There was no panic among the people on the boardwalk - more like problem-solving, and althoughin reality ATMs would probably not be available, thepoint seemed to be that money was notan issue and the focus was on "Where to next?" Thought it interesting that in this dream the terra activity at NewMadrid was H2O, rather than earth movement.

I'm standing outdoors near an automobile. There is a fine yellow dust falling from the sky blanketing everything. There is a layer about 1/2" thick on the car and driveway. It is in the grass, it's everywhere. I is soft and dry to the touch with no odor. It reminds me of the pollen from the pine trees in East Texas. It doesn't feel at all threatening.
Note: when I dream in color and vivid reality like this the dreams usually come true.
Like a sign, the next night I dream of a stingray and there is a confrontation with it. Someone gets stung and has to be taken back to the operations base for treatment.
The next morning I was out in the Louisiana marshes doing environmental work for the BP oil spill cleanup. Just as we were about to step from the boat to the shore a largish stingray swims to the top of the water and hovers for a few seconds and then returns to the bottom.
That was, to me, conformation that the yellow dream was significant. I just don't know how.

I'm not sure this is the right category, but I chose to put it here.
In my wakeful state I have moments of clarity and knowing, typically when I'm doing tasks by myself. I sort of go into a semi-trance like state. I would call them wakeful dream moments.
In one of them today, I was told this would be known as "the fall of the illusion". I was given permission to release the task of holding the energy of the ignorant on the planet. It is a relief, as it has taken it's toll on me. It gave me joy for a moment, but with that some sadness, as I realize that as the illusion dissappears and many many more souls here on earth finally see what they've been creating, it will cause them much sorrow and pain. Thankfully for them, as they begin to understand what they've allowed for so long, they will start to understand it is their responsibility to learn to become better creators and take responsibility for the future. No longer will they go blindly along with what they are being told. Many of us already have been doing this, but not enough mass consciousness had yet occurred. Once the illusion falls, it will not be long before things turn for the better. I've been holding the energy of hurt and sadness for humanity and Mother Earth for over 10 years, so I will gladly give up that burden.
Cat

Somewhat of lucid dream on 9/19/10. The Big Ben Clock in England is attacked or similar calamity.

I was seeing a skyline like a black and white cartoon (made of wires?) and they were collapsing. I was trying to get to an empty field to avoid being hit by debris. Suddenly I was being shown an underground dusty old facility with a working telephone...looked like a very old payphone, but it worked. Then i woke up.

This dream happened to me last week, I dreamed that there was some kind of catastrophe in a nearby city, I could see that the interior of it was ruined in such a way that it was impossible to go downtown and for several miles into the suburbs.
My wife and I were driving in my pickup truck through fields getting supplies that we needed because the roads were blocked.
When we got back into town there was a woman begging for help from us, she offered herself but we gave her two pounds of flour and a handfull of raisons and wished her luck. There was also 2 men and one woman standing by the town bulletin board.
My wife asked me to see what they were doing because they were not from around here. I walked over and the one man and woman walked away nervously while one man stood there. I asked him what he was doing and he showed me the board. They were putting pictures of themselves up, one drivers licence, one work ID card and one photo that a guy had and little letters saying who they were and where they were staying. This struck me as odd because most people when doing a memorial board leave pictures of loved ones they have lost or are looking for. But these people were separated from there families and could not go back to find them.
It was the kind of situation that the dead far out numbered the living so space was only granted to those who survived.
Once I understood this I woke up.

A vast body of water. Anyone crossing it disappears. The a man's voice states: It's a ship, and it pulls everyone under.
Connected to this somehow, or just proceeding it, a male announcer states: Eat only what is in cans.

In my dream, there was always a dormant volcano in my town (there is not in my waking life). It began smoking. A lot of thick, dark smoke. I was in my office at work. There was a skylight overhead from which I could see the volcano smoking. I was talking with someone. I looked up and suddenly noticed that the cone had built up quickly and it seemed that it was looming directly overhead. Falling rocks suddenly hit the skylight but did not break it. I went outside and rocks being ejected from the volcano were falling everywhere, doing damage. Buildings would protect people for a while but if you were hit directly you would surely be seriously injured. The sky was dark and getting darker north and south of the volcano, like it was producing a dark thunderstorm.

I received a message from a volunteer at another work site, closer to the volcano. The note said they had to close. I showed it to my boss, saying we should close for the day, just to be safe. He reluctanly agreed. As I was leaving the area, I noticed that the skies were clearing and a check stop of soldiers was packing up to leave. The terain had become dusty and dry, like a mountainous but competely dry desert area.