Ok, so I often have these dreams that include tornadoes. Maybe it’s because I’m afraid of them, or maybe because I’m fascinated by them. They usually make me feel afraid and they are often premonitions of something unpleasant in my life. Not that I’m going to have a tornado drop on me any time soon, but more about my normal life being stirred up a bit. So, let me tell you about this last one from about 2 nights ago.
My dream started off… I’m traveling on a road. I don’t know if I was with anyone or not. It didn’t feel like I was, but that wasn’t important. There wasn’t much around me. No big trees or homes or anything. It was more field type land surrounding me with some light hills. Ahead of me, in the distance, I could see an odd looking funnel cloud. It was intriguing, so I continued towards this cloud formation. As I approached the cloud, I could see the bottom of the cloud is spinning (the entire funnel was spinning as you’d expect from a tornado) and very close to the ground, but not touching the ground. It was a very neat, tightly wound funnel cloud and it was not producing any crazy amount of wind if any. The entire funnel cloud was originating from far away, reaching and bending to the road in front of a store which was the only building in this deserted area. I approached closer to this cloud, which was stalling over the same spot since I first saw the cloud from ways back, and it immediately moved over to the the empty side of the road away from the store. I started to feel anxious, since this was not normal tornado behavior and I normally fear tornadoes…especially this close. With this odd behavior of moving aside like it was getting out of my way, I knew I had a choice: to continue forward on the road ahead or turn around and go back to where I was. I chose to go forward. However, I saw a family standing in front of the store huddled together. It was a father, a mother and two kids. They were afraid of this odd tornado which was still lingering across the street, just not hovering over the road like it was before. I got out of the car and approached the family. I offered to help them, not sure how I could help, but I felt it was what I needed to do. I don’t remember any discussion, but it was about that storm. I noticed as I was standing with them, that tornado was getting more and more fuzzy/out of focus. It wasn’t roping out like a tornado would normally do when it weakens; it was more disappearing or phasing out. There was a sense of relief as well as confusion as to what happened, but more relief.
Then my alarm sounded and I woke up. Read more
This dream was fairly short, but I remembered it when I woke up. When I remember my dreams, it means there’s a message to be figured out. This dream seemed to be just pointing out a part of who I am as if it just wanted to be remembered. I must figure out the message or the dream will repeat itself until I do.
Dream: I was in a gym near a pool surrounded by friends. None of the faces were familiar in real life, but in the dream, I knew everyone. There was one boy, we’ll call him Richard, who stood out. He was friendly, charming, happy, full of life. People enjoyed his presence. He wasn’t necessarily the “leader” of this group, but he stood out as one of the more outgoing members of the crowd. He was about 5’8″ with sandy blonde to light brown hair and a healthy, peachy-pink skin. His hair was longish with a nice medium curl at the end. His face was slightly on the round side with large cheek bones, blueish eyes, and well cared for teeth in a very kind smile. He was a non-judgey, friends-with-everyone type of guy. He and I seemed to have a close connection. Not girlfriend-boyfriend type of connection, but a long-term friends kind of connection.
We all wandered into the pool area and sat down at the edge of the pool. I was sitting next to another boy, we’ll call him Alex. This boy was about the same height as Richard with dark brown hair, warm brown eyes, and pale olive skin. He too had healthy looking teeth and a sweet smile. His head was more oval shaped with more narrow cheek bones. Alex was more quiet and laid back…almost a shyness about him. He would smile and laugh with everyone, but he was quite happy just sitting there not saying anything. Alex was definitely not the type to get up and joke around or be the first to lead people into some sort of fun frenzy or high energy activity. He’d rather go with the flow or sit and watch. He too seemed to have a long-term, close connection with me. I felt very much at ease sitting next to him. Like this was my comfort zone.
At one point, Alex got up and walked out of the room. I stay for a bit watching Richard talk and laugh with our friends, making jokes and just having a blast. But, I decided to get up and look for Alex. I couldn’t find him, but the whistle blew to let everyone know they can enter the pool. I realized at that moment that I had forgotten my bathing suit. Feeling a little bummed I couldn’t join in the fun, I decided to just watch my friends in the pool. I was OK with this. I enjoy watching my friends have fun. Richard, of course kept trying to make the biggest splash with his cannonballs and general splashing about. Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves doing the same or whatever they did to join in the fun. Most of the friends’ faces were not a focus in this dream, so no one was literally recognizable other than knowing these were my friends…except Richard and Alex.
The scene then changed after the pool. Read more
This morning, I was in the middle of a strange dream before my alarm clock interrupted it (isn’t that what always happens?). I remembered this dream which means, it’s one to pay attention to and think about. So, here goes…
I arrived home sometime with my husband. My house looked like a hybrid between my grandmother’s house and the original first home of mine before we had done any changes to it. Jason (husband), whose face was never seen but I knew who he was, went inside and shut the door. There was a man outside waiting for me. He’s there with his dog, a German shepherd. We were talking. Meanwhile, at some point Sparky, my dog who was a shepherd mix now passed, appeared. Her presence did not seem important, but she was there with me. The man was asking me questions. I didn’t hear any of the questions, but I know he was talking with me and I was talking back to him. Suddenly his dog peed in my yard and it started to rain a little. The rain did not bother either of us as we kept on talking. The sky got darker and the rain started to glow. The man and I looked around and noticed the rain started to give off a light, slow down, then go up towards the clouds. How strange this was! He continued to ask me questions and talk with me, but I was more focused on the rain and its unusual behavior. It was definitely raining upwards…backwards, if you may. It started to get a little windy. Then more windy. We decided to head back towards my front door which was up the stairs in front of the house, but the stairs were much different then when I first arrived at the house. There were only about two to three of them and much more like my grandmother’s house and less like my old one. Keep in mind, I lived in my grandmother’s house for five years after she moved away so it was my house at some point. Read more