In my dream, I went through a doorway and found myself in China. I could clearly see the Great Wall and a large city with skyscrapers. I was in shock because I witnessed the Great Wall washing away in either floods or mudslides. I couldn't determine which. I then found myself standing on a street going at a steep incline within a large city. Then the buildings starting sliding down the hill and falling. Even though I was standing beneath them, I wasn't worried I was going to be hit by one falling. Just shocked that they WERE sliding down the hill and falling.

woke with the word THOR

Let me preface this by saying that as a baby, I had a constant bloody scab on the bridge of my nose. I would roll on my stomach while I slept and vigorously rub my nose back and forth on the sheets until it bled. I would often wake up screaming.
The dream occurred later, when I wasabout 5. I was a small child in it, likely 2 or 3. It was in a feudal village,sometime around the 16th century.
It's night time. The villageis being raided by men on horseback, who have brought along a pack of vicious trained dogs that look like wolves.The men are running people through with swords, as thedogs attack others and drag them to the ground. Everyoneis running and screaming. Thatched roof huts have been set on fire, and livestockare running all over.
I'm being carried bya woman I know is my mother (though not my mother from this life). She is runningwith me to a shadowed area next to a shed, the only building not on fire. In the shadows I see there is a hole already dug there, diagonally down into the earth, like a rabbit warren. She puts me inside it, and forces dirt down onto me. No words are spoken,but I know I'm supposed to stay in this hole and not make a sound.
I watch through holes in the dirt as she straightens up and walks quickly away from my hiding place.A passingman on horseback grabs her by the hair, and drags her out of my line of sight. I listen to her screams gradually fade until they're gone.
The destruction continues on around me, and I can feel the vibrations of running and hoofbeats through the earth above me. Suddenly, I see one of the wolf dogs, sniffing the ground a few feet from where I'm hiding. It comes closer and closer until we lock eyes through the opening in the dirt. It then pounces & starts to dig, breaking through enough so its rough nose is rubbing mine, and it's snapping teeth are a few inches from my face. I'm trying to hold it off when I wake up. I'm on my stomach, pushing into the mattress with my hands...and rubbing my nose into the sheets.

Overnight May31 - June 1, 2010 I dreamed I saw the Blue Star Kachina.
With no reference to a known constellation but a underneath a group of stars in roughly a diamond shape, below the bottom white regular star was shining a smaller but very easily visible bright, brilliant blue star unlike any I've ever really seen. Very little twinkle, just constant hard blue light.
I turned to others and said "hey, look, it's the blue star Kachina!" Several others looked where I was pointing and said "It IS the Blue Star Kachina" with no great excitement (as if I had just pointed out the Big Dipper).
I have little familiarity with the Hopi legends but no great interest or research into them. I rarely remember dreams. Not only did I remember this the next morning, but I soon forgot about it and then re-remembered this dream that afternoon. Seems that I was supposed to remember it.

Dream on 5/25/2010: I saw two, orange/red spinning spirals in the night sky, next to each other - similar to the "Norway Spiral." I don't recall where I was, but at that instant, I had a knowing that a great cataclysm would happen soon.

This is a dream that my daughter had about 6 months ago,(before iceland and the other volcanoes and BEFORE THE QUAKES IN CHILE, HAITI AND CHINA)
The dream was a panic state dream. She was cut off from us, her immediate family. All around the world volcanoes and earthquakes were occurring in increasing numbers, she was trying to flee Arizona because of SOME LARGE VOLCANO GOING OFF CLOSE BY. She could not find us or locate us due to phone lines , cell and regular phones were not working or overloaded. She remembers getting in her car to start driving as she wakes up.
And by the way, this dream started about last October and she had it repeat itself at least 4 times.
She has not talked about this dream since and I have not mentioned to her that it seems to be starting to fulfill itself.
The large volcano nearby Arizona , well there is the Long Caldera, a dormant super-volcano and good ole Yellowstone , about 900 miles to the north.
I believe in dreams and psychic accuracy. I am planning for the worst and hoping for the best

Husband woke up yesterday AM (June 3) very hung up on a very vivid dream (which he almost never has). In it, he said he was trying to tell everybody that something bad was going to happen at 2 o'clock and nobody would listen to him. He came home and tried to tell me and the kid and he couldn't convince us. In the dream, he kept feeling "2 o'clock, 2 o'clock" over and over again and he felt like it was strongest here at home in Brooklyn. He said like he felt the disaster was going to happen right here in his home (his exact words). I tried to ask him what time of year it was and he couldn't be specific. He felt like the weather was fine, so we were unable to pinpoint a time of year.
Precognitive or just a stress, home-related dream because the kid is 14-years old and we all know what a disaster that is. Who knows?

6-4-10 I recorded earlier this week a consolidation of dreams I've been having for years. This is yet another continuation that I dreamed last night. I was in my little "store". A 8by 10 make shift room. It is built of small trees stripped of branches to be used as poles. The branches have beenwoven between the poles and packed with mud. In prior dreams I have seen us building these shelters, the men are setting the poles women are weaving branches between poles and the children are bringing buckets of mud to fill in spaces. I was sitting on the dirt floor sewing together pelts. I'm worried, it seems were having a hard time finding large animals. The only pelts that I have are small(rabbit,squirrel, etc..) That is all that people seem to haveto trade. I'm also worried that I don't have the essentials for tanning. I can no longer find borax and salt is getting scarce, I'm having to use brains and fat. The rendered fat is to precious to use in this way. Anyway I'm sitting there sewing thes pelts, I keep sticking my finger. I've got something wadded up to use as a thimble but I have to push so hard I'm still getting jabbed. It is taking to long I need to finish it will be cold soon.

Ive had a dream that has reoccurred four times over the past year and three months, with the first occurring in February of 2009 all the dreams were similar in nature, so I'm going to discuss the one I remember best here. It starts with myself and two friends outside in one of their yards. Everything is normal until there's a loud crackling noise in the sky and everywhere we look there's static-like electricity in the sky. All of a sudden a jet airliner falls out of the sky maybe a mile away, followed by a fighter jet in the opposite direction, and it too crashes. This is where the dream got really vivid. Everyone starts to panic while I'm just staring off into the sky. Then I see several silvery disks overtop the city about 10 miles away. One of the disks jolts overtop us instantly. I grab my cell phone to call my dad and tell him there's a disk above me and as I try to speak I feel as though I'm getting sucked away. And I wake up........ (The last of these dreams occurred in March of 2010)

Been dreaming of the name "Sandringham" now for the last few weeks. Not a lot of details, just the name, and it's on my mind when i wake up.
A search of the name Sandringham brings two primary hits:
1). Castle owned by British Royalty, privately owned by them, not by the Brit Gov't.
2). A battalion that went missing during WWI, they are called the "Lost Sandringhams". Here's an interesting snippet:
"What happened to the Sandringhams during the disastrous Dardanelles campaign in the middle of their very first battle, on the afternoon of August 12, 1915? One minute the men, led by their commanding officer, Sir Horace Proctor-Beauchamp, were charging bravely against the Turkish enemy. The next they had disappeared. Their bodies were never found. There were no survivors. They did not turn up as prisoners of war.
They simply vanished."
I have two possible interpretations.
1). Brit PTB flee to Sandringham Castle during upcoming troubles, or,
2). We see something similar happen to one of our military units just vanishing....
or...
3). any others want to weigh in on this?
Thanks.