Before I went to sleep I was thinking about the various"strangers" I've met in my dreams who seem to know me. I had been feeling down, blah, irritable for a few days because as much as I'm delighted to be living at this time, want to survive all the way through and come out the other side to be of some use, I often feel trapped, stuck, impatient. I have glittering moments of such clarity and quantum leaps (to me) in consciousness but I know there is so much more and I can't hang on to it because I have to get up, make coffee, go to work, pay the bills, take a furlough day which makes it hard to pay the bills.....and then I lose the glittering moment. In time the experience becomes a dim memory. At any rate, long story short, I reached out in faith (not fond of that word) or ridiculousness and sent this out mentally, I know you're there, whoever you are, and I know you are many. You may be my mothers, sister, brothers, friends, fathers, lovers, children in other places, and I know you know me but I don't know you. I need your help. I can't do this alone. I need companions on any level and I'm asking you to join me, walk with me, guide me, etcetera etcetera. While I was thinking this fervently I felt a substantial form over me. And then I fell asleep. Instantly people from everywhere and everyplace walked toward me. They were from other plains and places and most wanted intense eye contact as they walked closer then kept walking past. And then several young people (I'm 56) from right here, earth, came out of the shadows andrevealed themselves. It was like a scene from The Crow or something. They were making themselves available. They didn't speak but their names came to me. Three names out of the group; Justin, Jason, Marta. Thank you.

these were experienced within the last 6 months...
....hiding/being pursued by an armed force...i was armed and atop a hill looking down as some type of soldiers (for some reason they seemed chinese) in dark uniforms were hunting/searching the lowlands for i dont know what but it felt like they were hunting the last holdouts of free men....the soldiers were heavily armed...
....found myself sitting on my recliner feeling very, very hungry...i wondered why i hadn't eaten, then i looked at my legs (i had some type of shorts on) and they were thin as bone...

......it is winter...i am in the woods with a dog and perhaps 2 or 3 other people who i assume are friendly to me....we are being pursued by men and soldiers again in black uniforms...they are on sno-machines and horseback with tracking dogs...again it was very, very clear i/we were being chased pursued...we ran along a railroad line for how long i can't speculate, then turned down a steep enbankment and slipped into the woods below.....last was the sound of barking dogs....

A recurring dream/vision of an earthquake in a city with bridges and a space needle. Cars are thrown off of the bridges as they sway and the there is major devastation. It happens when the lower right quadrant of the sun seems to be blow away and is dark, which seems to be an impossiblitiy, therefore, it could only be at a partial solar eclipse or the start of a total solar eclipse. It seems to be Seattle or Vancouver BC because of the waterways.

I was walking in a steep hill above sea, I had a frieind behind me, the weather was good, I was walking on a path down to the sea. The sea was about 10- 20 meter down from where I was valking. The trip went well. Then I was valking the same trip, with my friend behind me again, suddently, the path narrowed and fog an rain started to set in, at the end the path was so narrowed that I had to struggle to not fall down into the sea. I stopped, and lie down on the path to wait for my frend that newer came, the I wake up. Dream on night to 30 of setember. I had a feeling the dream tryed to say something to me, like: Dont take too many chanses, or if you got lucky in one occation, it does not meen that it wil always be like this.

Dreamed 7/8/2010 about 6:30 AM

This was a vivid dream, no more than a second or so. I was in a space station, looking at the emblem stenciled on the nose of a battered spaceship in dock that apparently belonged to 'space nazis.' Its mostly a red swastika with piping, with the bottom arm swept down like a comet trail, and three white stars on one arm. I tried to draw it when I woke up, but muffed the swept tail. Will try to upload an image

Dreamed 9/26/10 8:30 AM EST

I was part of an extended family, all living in a single house. Maybe it was Summer, or maybe it was in a warm climate. The head of household was a man, and he could fly with a black cape (how, I don't know). He was far away, and they did not expect him back for a week or so.

His younger son (about 8 years old, stocky) was worried that Dad would run out of food. Son had gotten a bag of grapes or dried fruit, and told us that he would fly it out to his Dad. Bag over shoulder, he raised his other arm in the air, in the 'Superman' take-off pose, but did not fly; Apparently, being able to fly was mostly a matter of knowing that you could, and then just doing it.

They asked me to fix something on the roof. I assumed it was a roof leak, and went up to check it. The shingles were unlike anything I have ever seen. They looked like normal shingles at first, but there were many layers, with gaps to allow water to pass through, but not leaves or dirt. They were mounted to slides on a hinged metal framework. I slid some of them up to see if the roof wood was rotten underneath--but no wood! Under the roof was a solid piece of white plastic or enameled metal that covered the entire house. Rain water pooled in bathtub-sized catch basins at the middle of the house under the false roof. The water was greenish-brown, too dirty to drink. I wondered if they flushed their toilets with it. Mystified, I came back down.

It was almost dinner time. A lovely hispanic-looking lady (also a household member) asked me to go up to storage and help bring down food for the evening meal.

The storeroom was upstairs, and full of dried food. We carried dried beans and dried tomatoes that looked very good. I complemented her on the tomatoes, and she beamed a smile. "I dried them myself!"

It felt like they grew most or all of their own food in that extended household. It felt peaceful at home, but there was also some vast trouble (like a famine or natural disaster) that the father had flown out to help. No one was worried that he would not return. There did not seem to be larger worries of global war, terror, or other macro issues affecting them.

Dreamed 9/30/2010, 5 AM EST;
It started in the Pacific Northwest, USA. Small robots the size of a tennis ball (but saddle-shaped like a scoop of ice cream) unearthed themselves from everywhere. They rolled towards humans or animals and shot thin, gleaming metallic wires into people/animals within 6 feet. Once connected, the animal or person stopped--Until it was time for them to shuffle into the cargo space of the vast space ships that began to land on the West Coast.
The scoop-bots spread out from Seattle like a fungus. Strangely, there was little resistance, and no panic. Most humans had been pre-conditioned by contact with computers and the internet; Many years before, the aliens had purposely crashed space ships that contained computer chips. Government and industry developed ways to make better and better copies of the alien chips, but never completely understood how they worked. The alien chips included hard programming that created the scoop-bots. The internet and high-level software was used by them to control and condition the minds of the users. When the scoop-bots appeared, most people continued to network on Facebook and MySpace until the filaments hit them. All humans could feel the soothing alien message softly repeating in their brains, "You are our cattle. You are our meat. We will take you now..." The aliens were VERY confident of their success.
I found myself and my whole extended family wearing camoflage uniforms. Suddenly, we remembered that we were always in a secret military unit designed to defeat the scoop-bot attack. We set up synchronized, timed devices (that we never before knew we had) and went back to our old family home in Virginia (which we somehow still owned). We arrived, and the basement of the home transformed itself into an armadillo-shaped fortress under the house, impervious to scoop-bot attack.
When the scoop-bot filaments were fully deployed, we knew they would be most vulnerable. At that moment, the small nuclear bombs we had set would launch and detonate above the atmosphere. The electromagnetic pulse (EMP) would destroy every scoop-bot and free all remaining humans--but also destroy every computer on the planet. We were VERY confident of our success.
However without thinking, I took my laptop into the bunker. "It would be a shame to lose all my files and documents." I thought. I put the laptop inside a metal box. "Maybe the EMP won't wipe out my laptop in there."
Dream ends before the EMP hits.
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This dream was a few action scenes with a lot of background information that was just 'there.' Main features to me are the sudden, unexpected event; the very surprising reactions and non-reactions; That we were doing things we did not know we could do; that both sides were WAY TOO CONFIDENT of success; That all our carefully made plans can be destroyed by one thoughtless action (ie., me taking my laptop into the bunker).

In this dream it was a beautiful clear day/ I think the sun was setting but it was huge and bright red. It was rippling with heat waves. I was so excited, I ran toward my best friends house yelling, "Mary! Mary, it's starting! It's happening!"

I'm a sane person who goes to work everyday and pays her bills, has good credit, owns a home, and I am not schizophrenic - but this happened. I was laying in bed thinkingjust breathing and feeling good and extending myself outward and saying my silent, personal mantra, "You have everything you need at all times. You have the answer to all your questions already, within you.You possess every ability to heal yourself already. There is nothing to realize but this." I startedhaving some peculiar sensations in my upper right front forehead area, behind my forehead andin my brain I guess. Then this soft male voice from that same area of my brainsimply said, "stop breathing". What?!I was a little freaked but lay still and calm. "Stop breathing." WTF.Of course, I didn't and never have. What WAS that?

I found myself in another place but very similar to here and familiar. I was confused and searching. I came across a gumpy older man who was my professor. He was working on an experiment, one I had been working on with him and now I felt lost, too big a gulf had occurred for me to participate now. He gruffly asked me what I wanted and I told him I needed answers. He waved me away and told me I had made my choice. I ran away and found a woman who had also been my professor. She was smiling in surprise. I asked her what was going on, why can't I remember anything. She laughed softly and told me it was because I had chosen to leave them. What do you mean? Where did I go? She laughed, you chose to be born!