So, I woke up this morning to another dream to remember. It’s been a while since I had a dream that I remembered, but that means I have to analyse it and figure out what it means. Here goes….
Dream: Jason and I are standing some place in a town. A small white dog, a poodle maybe(?) named Sohpia was with us. It’s almost as if she were always part of my family. Meanwhile, a sandstorm of some type comes whipping towards us dumping sand and wind our way. We need to run for cover. We find ourselves running into a city and into a building maybe 7 to 10 stories high. A man is inside and invites us up to his apartment for safety. The man appears kind enough and sincere so we follow him. He takes us to his room which is about 7 flights up.
We get comfortable and relax a bit. Suddenly there was a rumble outside. Buildings within our view were tumbling to the ground and falling in to water. We didn’t have time to run out of the building, so I opened the window and told everyone to get ready to swim out when we get close enough to the water. The building then started tumbling towards the water which is racing through the streets under us, and we jumped in and began to swim furiously to the side where there was ground. Me, Jason, and the man got to safety. We ended up walking on the streets among many other people who escaped from their buildings. Sophia was not with me. I called and called for her and she finally appeared. Someone else was holding on to her. She had to squirm out of this guy’s arms and run to me. Now we are all together and just searching for a safe place to be. Read more