I typed out this massive long dream I had then I was logged out and it's gone and I'm not retyping it. There were bears, a clothesline, and a museum.
Haven't had any dreams for a while so a bit surprised that I rememebered this one.
I was pregnant by my Sagittarius friend again and looking for baby stuff at a department store (I have no idea why that theme keeps happening with my dreams). I see Halloween baby stuff and I get excited and want to buy it. I remember going down an aisle and getting diapers and formula as well. I was shopping with my mom at this point. Fast forward a few months and I'm giving birth on the Fourth of July. That's what I remember from that portion.
The next portion is me being in a boat in a stormy Arctic Sea in the Nordic countries and a man from Iceland is giving a weather report about weather extremes around the world. It's winter there and all of a sudden I'm seeing hurricanes hitting the Pacific Northwest, which weird considering we don't get hurricanes there. It's extremely rare for that to occur.
I had the most incredible dream
last week. I dreamed I was at a
a mall, where I stood at the top
of a very broad, tiered white
marble like stairs but they
were very wide across. I took
off my shoes and I jumped into
the air. I soared over and
across the vast stairs, I
stopped about 2 or 3 times
to bounce along down the
length. I felt incredible.
I ran back up toward the
start, and I told people
standing around to watch
me do it again. Then a
text woke me up from my
nap, which is why I
remembered so vividly.
I had this vivid dream last week ,I cant seem to let it go. This foreign military came to my small town and rounded everyone up and took us as prisoners. The people that fought were shot ,then were butchered to feed the left over prisoners. And yes I saw the tables of flesh being chopped up. I have had prophetic dreams in the past. This feels almost prophetic. Any thoughts?
I already spoke about one of the dreams when I was last asleep.
The first one has me arriving at Union Station in Portland and me freaking out that I would miss my connecting train to get to my next destination. A fellow passenger stops me and explains that this is the end of the line for that train and that there are no connecting trains. I then send a text message to Mr. Archer to let him know I was in Portland and to meet me so I can get my luggage.
Last night I dreamt that I was snuggling with Tom Hanks. Then it dawned on me...isn't he married? Oh yeah, can't do that!
Shiny Taurus and I used to snuggle at night. Maybe I just miss that. I've read that for women, dreaming about Tom Hanks can represent her intuitive side and wisdom. Umm, okay. Very interesting tea.