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I’m actually a bit shaken right now. I’m going to go over my weekend. Friday, Saturday and Sunday involved some intense dreams. I want to try to keep it simple, if I can.

Friday, in the afternoon, I dreamed that someone, a female was preparing me to go to the other side. I read a passage about a woman who overcame the woes of the world through responsibility/balance. I felt proud of her when I finished reading.

The guide than asked me if I was ready. I said yes. I had gotten rid of my worldly possessions, and was headed toward these doors when I said, “Maybe I should say goodbye to my children one last time.” I woke up.

When I woke up, I wept. I wept because I took it as a message to get my affairs in order (under the notion that I would die at any moment). I looked out my bedroom window and it was a sight!

There was a grid(the clouds that look like ripples, or a rib cage) over my house and extended not too far off in the distance. The sun was visible and so bright but what struck me was that there was green, purple, pink, yellowish edges of the clouds closest to the sun.

I wept for a little while feeling like God was there watching me purposely and sending me a message. I went outside and sat in the grass and just looked up for a while and talked to God in bits and pieces. Sometimes his glory is so great I don’t know what to say, or even if what I say makes sense! I felt like nothing yet everything.

I looked through bible passages about getting my affairs in order; I came across I Peter. I read the whole message….I ate it. I got it. Instead of worrying about dying, start living as I should….in other words—- Get off the fence.

Saturday, in the afternoon, I became drowsy and had to lie down. I had to wake up 5 times to come out of my sleep! Where I was, the demographics of my neighborhood had changed, the beach was now viewable from my window. It currently is not (it’s a football field away). I can see the bay though. A women familiar to me came in the window and I asked her why the beach had an island in the middle (it was the bluest water and whitest sand I ever seen!) …but she left without me noticing—apparently I was talking to myself for a little while.

I could have sworn I was awake! I washed clothes, and even snapped at my boys for playing video games so long. When I was actually awake, they said that I did actually yell at them from my room but that they had only just started playing when I did. I even checked on them at one point, but one room was empty. They were in another room (I called out their names) which is where I found them when I did actually wakeup, I had “retraced” my steps from my dream. I kept finding myself on my back in bed.

Everything inside my house was the same but nothing outside was. In one of the levels of the dream I realized that I was sleeping and attempted to wake up but my body was frozen. I told myself to wakeup and I did but I was still dreaming because I couldn’t read the words on my laptop screen which was now on the floor but was on my bed when I fell first fell asleep. That was a lot of work, thinking I was awake and going about daily living only to find myself seeing something that confirmed that I was still asleep. I usually get one dream inside another…. but FIVE?! It actually sucked, and all the energy I sucked up from my foggy morning walk was smashed.

Saturday in the night, I had many dreams but this last one kept pulling me back. There was a man at a desk in a small office. I went to see him about something (I don’t know). He was on the phone. There on his desk I saw papers with my name on them; it was drawings and writings from when I was younger. I remembered them but I wondered why HE had them. I took them and left.

I woke up. But it seemed I was being pulled back. I ended up at his door again, and he was not happy. He wanted something. This is where it got cloudy (between sleep and awake state, I think). He took something of mine and slammed his door. I thought about kicking it down, but I couldn’t move. I was in my bed.

I realized something was very wrong. My teeth began to snarl and felt like they were growing to fangs. I felt weird in my throat to scream. I saw something over my head but not what it was. I started calling out to Jesus, I felt this thing trying to cover my face in darkness. I started singing Jesus’s name and said the Lord’s Prayer. Everything went back to normal in my room, and I woke up. But I wasn’t asleep. I know it.

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Last night I dreamed that people who knew how to levitate, float, or fly were “called” to one central place (most of us just were able to I don’t know how but I felt a “pull”). There were all kinds of people, young and old of different races. We all were to enter this huge dark-colored ship, and many people did. I stood at the edge of it and my whole body began to charge with electromagnetic power. I broke away and as I was going for the entrance I heard screaming from inside and people began to half run half float out. I tried to see inside but it was dark within the entrance. I heard a voice say, “Don’t go in there.”

I turned around and began to half run half float off the thing. Suddenly police officers and soldiers came out of nowhere and began threatening the people and forcing them into the ship. There was chaos around the ship suddenly. I was trying to act “normal” and not float but the magnetic pull in the atmosphere was strong. So I ducked through the crowd and headed back into the neighborhood which already was in some ruin. I ran into people who were not floaters or flyers, or so it appeared. I asked a man for shoes because I wasnt wearing any; we had given up everything we owned, including our families when we were “called”.

The man gave me shoes and told me to stay calm and only walk. We walked slowly pass all the chaos of people being forced to go into the ship; they were screaming and begging. I noticed the enforcement men did not bother people who walked. We came into the ghetto and there I saw few people walking about in a daze. The man explained that they were not bothered and I responded, “Because they are on drugs.” He shook his head in agreement, “They’re taking their chances and staying.” Then I decided that I would stay behind too.

I saw that people were wearing shoulder length coverings in different colors with different symbols on them. I didn’t have time to decipher them because in dreams, it takes time to see words, numbers, and symbols in order. The man gave me one but not like his, it looked like a woman’s that had begin to follow us. I told her to keep up. I found out that the coverings had the ability to keep us from levitating or flying off. We came upon ruins of buildings. Suddenly I saw a Crystal city in the horizon! It looked like it was floating. We were just looking in awe and people were pointing, so we all decided that’s were we would go to. I woke up.

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I dreamed that I was traveling with my son. We were at a hotel headed up to our room; it appeared to be that we were on vacation somewhere interesting. There were all kinds of beings moving around; besides the usual human type. We never actually made it to the room because the elevator is where we spent most of our time! Ugh!

We were the center of attention, because it seemed that everyone was eager and wanted us to get on the elevator with them, but some of the beings looked so weird that I didn’t want to ride with them, and others just seem to give out bad vibes! We had decided to ride with some of the beings that we thought looked normal (human) but then when the doors closed they would suddenly become rude or act idiotic or even start to “bully” us! Then we would end back up at the lobby elevator again! Other “humans” seemed so sad, and kept waiting for us to choose the RIGHT ride to get on—as if their happiness depended on us being right…hmmm (I don’t know how I knew that but that’s what it FELT like in my mind.)

“If we don’t learn from our history, we’re bound to repeat it until we do learn.”

After getting off ANOTHER “crazy” ride, Jay and I stood in front of the elevators for what seemed a long time for fear that we’d end up back where we started. Finally we had decided to take another chance and ride with “normal-looking humans”—again—but as we went up pass the floors they began to act with erratic behaviors, what one would call CRAZY! Suddenly the whole elevator car lifted up and out of the building and then just crashed back down to the earth! The other passengers were gone, so Jay and I were the only ones who exited the elevator, unharmed but I was very puzzled.

All the beings were standing around looking at us. There in the crowd were the sad humans—and this time they were crying. I woke up.

Perhaps there is, for all of us, a lesson to be learned here—or many lessons. You decide.

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