Missing People

Something major had occurred Most of the population had been wiped out or taken away almost instantly. It was shockingly unexpected, At first we thought we were the only ones left, although we realized later there were at least a few others. The people in my group were panicky. I thought about what Loca once predicted, how it would be in the end-times: All kinds of panicking folks out in the streets wanting and ready to kill for food. If that was end-times, this wasn't the end. The streets looked deserted until we got on the freeway.  Cars (which were probably programmed with scheduled routes) were moving along without passengers and it was the eeriest feeling to be the only vehicle on the road with humans inside.

I was the calming force. I had the plan, First we would go to the food shelf where I volunteered. We could use whatever healthy food was left in the storage freezer and pantry shelves. It made sense to stay in Southern California, close to the coast, but it made more sense to go away from Los Angeles County, to a place where the ocean water was somewhat safer to fish from. Another woman in our little group thought we should head up to the mountains, to an area with a lake known for fishing, where there would be more fruit trees. I thought, wherever we go , we should locate ourselves near a greenhouse where it will be easy for us to cultivate a lot of different vegetables.

We all finally decided we should wait a few days to decide, except for one woman who said she was going to make her way up to San Francisco and then she was going to "borrow" a yacht and go to Costta Rica. Yes, I looked at her like that was strange. Plenty of yachts less than ten miles away if you want to "borrow" one. With the shortage of human life around, it seemed there were plenty of yachts available for the taking.

As we were getting ready to go, we heard some strange noises, followed by sirens that increased in loudness. We headed up a hallway that led to the front of the building where there was a church. We opened the side door to the church and found a bunch of hungry cats. There were cats trying to climb up my legs. Some were trying to bite my legs and I had to swipe them away with my cane, which I did not like doing; however I had to defend myself and try not to be bitten.

The sirens arrived right in front of the church. There were two fire engines in the front as we opened that door to see. Some of the cats also went out of those doors, but they avoided the dead mice that laid all around encircling the outside off the church building. I tried not to look at them because I wanted to bolt out the back way. Keeping my attention from that thought were two very human firemen who said they were responding to an alarm.

Analyze that! LOL

Parties in New Jersey / Uphill Grass

So first, we were in the streets. we were looking for people that we knew. there were a few get togethers going on. I was running around with Ingrid. Some of the people at various parties were also people from my past I have not seen a long time. Someone else was there, a female and I can't remember who she is right now. she was a white woman with medium short not quite to the shoulders brunette hair. We were at a street corner walking somewhere to the next party and she told us we were in South New Jersey and that Connecticut was on the other side of the street. She probably should have said Pennsylvania. (Cherry Hill / Philadelphia?) Either way, for some reason, I said not today, we need to stay in New Jersey. 

We went to a place like a warehouse. It looked kind of gritty, with interior walls made of bricks and gray cinder blocks and a cement floor. Ingrid and some other women we're talking with me about renting the place to live in it. I wasn't really seeing that. However I was trying to imagine it, looking at the windows, seeing that they were frosted, ( all you could see through them was basically shadows and light), I I was trying to figure out how we would divide it into rooms and what kind of curtains I would put in my corner which had windows on two sides. the windows didn't match up, even the glass was different, so it would have to be a very funky design.

Somebody stole my pager. Ingrid asked me, "why do you still have a pager? Why don't you get a cell phone?"

"Girl, I've got a cell phone. I like my little pager, it is retro and a 2-way, and I wish I could only use it. These days though, you got to have a cell phone." However, my pager is valuable to me like antique watch and chain. it is an antique and I don't like the idea of it just walking off somewhere.

We stood around in a little gathering for quite a while talking about how we would decorate. there were tall tables with delicious food and good wine. we must have stayed there that night.

The next thing I remember in the Dream I was riding in a car an old Cadillac or Lincoln with leather interior I almost think it was a convertible because what happened is that my mother was driving I don't know where she came from (it was a dream anyway) she was driving on the highway and she went off the road driving up onto a grassy hill. The grass is green so that's a good omen. the only thing is that instead of recovering her steering, shield out the car to keep going up the hill way too far. eventually the car tips down the hill. I saw sky, blue with wisps of cotton candy clouds and then we started falling. I knew the tank was full and I expect we were going to explode because of how high up in the air we seem to be when we started falling. I said the Shema and expected to die. and then I woke up in a dream. I was sleeping next to ingrid in a room full of sleeping bags with other women including my mother and my sisters.

Immediately, Ingrid says,"you made a little P in your sleeping bag."

I looked around relieved, even though it was strange to be among this combination of people. I said well I guess this is better than being dead and then I told them about the dream.

My mother went in the kitchen and started making breakfast for everyone. In the midst of it she came out and told me I had a phone call she had already been talking to for a while.

Who is it?

She acted like a phone call was all good. However she told me it was a man who had tried before to ruined my life so badly. I had risen up above his oppressive moves, and resurrected myself like a phoenix.  Did I really want to speak with this guy? Additionally, I always have to wonder how the hell does he have such synchronous radar to always know when I m in town or around my mother and her phone. I have to wonder if they're in cahoots.

She looked at me like I would be insane not to talk to him while I was looking at her thinking she was insane for thinking I would want to talk to him.

My mother handed me the phone after she told him here she is. The conversation was strange of course. even stranger was the fact that he had his mother on 3 Way. It was kind of like she was part of the explanation he was trying to give to me so she was telling the story about the other guy or woman (I can't remember), who had gone around attaining various peoples Social Security numbers and other personal information and between different pieces stories that she was telling, she would interject, now do you get it? Then he started asking me, do you get it?

I was not getting it. when I woke up I started thinking about it. maybe that guy was making new identities for people. Maybe someone else is me. I will be alright. No doubt, that ex is up to his normal no good dishonesty and lies about me again. I guess that says something after all these years. bitterness gets in the way. some people just can't get over what they f*** up.

The other thing I get from this dream is that I need to stay with what I'm doing for New Jersey.

The next morning I had another dream in which I was a passenger in a car my mother deliberately drove up a steep green grassy hill in order to turn the car around. (A 3-point turn would have been sufficient) I got out of the car before she drove downhill and I did not watch that part - I woke up. This seems to be the most prominent dream symbol I should be paying attention to.

Sometimes Dreams Go All Over The Place

So I say this with caution: Sometimes dreams do go all over the place, one minute your in one place and the next it's something completely else. I can't exactly remember what order any of this went in, I just remember it was all so very disturbing.

I was offered a job as a Spa Director, presumably for a place I had worked before (except for the fact that in real life I have never worked there). The woman who used to run this place was someone in real life who used to run another company I worked at for a minute, however in the dream, she had relinquished her position and quit. That was one of the reasons they wanted me back.

In the dream, I was having problems deciding what I was wearing to get there. There was also a dilemma of shoes. This place was nearby and it would have been simpler to walk, I wore walking shoes, and later realized I was going to have to get on a bus anyway because there was a part of the street where people were tearing up the sidewalk. I almost considered changing into something that would go better with heels and finally decided against changing at all.

Taking the bus, I was still going to have to do the majority of the walk because the bus stops were about 2 blocks away in both directions. I could walk up a hill or walk down only a slight hill. I didn't take the hill and the driver let me off early. Then I had to jaywalk and only walk past a few shops before I got to my new job. As I went in, I suddenly felt overdressed.

Girl dreams! HAHA

Then it got more serious.

There was a part where I was being hurried up by people, there were others who joined or were herded in with us. It was random, but it reminded me of primary school, everybody stay in line, please. I could not stay in there lines. I kept running off and exploring. The building was new. I lifted a key to a bathroom we passed. This was supposed to be my new home. There were people I have known there and people I have never met. Funny, I felt like I was in Orange County, California and later it was stated that we were indeed there in Orange County and we were on Beach Blvd. Derrick and I escaped off of the property, we went to a convenience store to get something to eat because we realized it was going to be all cafeteria food at this place. I realized it was not going to be kosher and there was no choice to have a kosher part of the building to live in. (not that the convenience store was kosher... it's a dream and does not have to make sense.

Then we went off in another direction as if we were not going back. We ran into a gang. SS was there, high on crack with a bunch of thugs. One of them grabbed me and they were trying to scare me. I just kept smiling, almost like I was a madwoman. Some other guy had a meat cleaver he was brandishing. They grabbed my hair like they were going to chop it off. Another guy threateningly zipped his finger across his throat and people laughed. Meanwhile, they were seriously pulling at my hair and trying to make me scream, but I wouldn't scream. Instead I just had this lunatic smile on my face. They chopped my hair off and I turned around smiling at them and asked, "Are you happy now?"

Derrick was impatiently yelling, "Come on!" as he was acting like he was going to run off and leave me alone. It had dawned on him that we didn't really know the neighborhood and he thought we will probably be better off where we were. I dreaded that if we went back to that place we were never going to get back out of there. I went back with him anyway, and I don't know why.

The other really bothersome remembrance that I have from this morning's dreams is that I was rising up into the sky, I couldn't help myself but to keep going up, I could not slow myself down. I was looking down at my cat. She was also rising up into the sky below me. She wasn't rising as quickly and I did not want to lose her. I called to her and it was like there was an invisible string between us, holding us together and it was getting longer to make up for the increasing distance, but I was trying to bring her closer anyway. The Shekhinah was drawing us upward, I remember that feeling and trying to explain this to my cat.

This is the second dream I have had about me feeling like I am dying, living in this house. And in real life, at present, the owners of this house I live in are allowing SS to stay here because he has "serious problems". Oy!

A Vegetarian Frying Chicken?

I wish I could remember all of it. Husband was in it and I guess he was here. So was T-Bone or someone who resembled him. I had a Buick. It wasn't a Regal, I think it was an old Skylark. It was cherry-classic.

Husband had his own car, even though it was painted like an advertisement for some kind of motor oil. They were driving the cars back from somewhere and I disputed they should have picked me up and allowed me to drive my own car home from where ever it was because I didn't want anyone driving my car. If my own mother wasn't driving my cars, nobody else should either. T-Bone apologized and threw me my keys. I had to leave. There was somewhere I was supposed to go. They left in the oil-mobile and I went back inside to get ready.

I ended up in Minneapolis. I was using my cane. I stopped to get something to eat and then saw one of the holier women that I know over at a table with other women. This friend of mine is a vegetarian and she was frying chicken.

I remembered I had not fed my cat. For a minute, I was struggling to balance my tray and walk over to their table. My friend wasn't looking up to see me and no one saw my dilemma. I decided I would probably not stay in the city overnight as I had planned. I had to go back and feed my cat.

I'm pretty sure this was entirely a psychologically induced dream. Signs of the times...

On A Train To Colorado

One of the strangest dreams I've had lately. At first I thought we were on a bus; later, I realized we were on a train. We were all on our way to Colorado to take a series of classes. There was a man who was in charge of our trip, directing us, making sure we all stayed together, etc. For a while I had an empty seat beside me and I was changing my clothes. In the middle of my change, we came to a stop where some people were boarding. I was just about topless when a woman came to sit beside me. She looked shocked at my state of disarray at first glance, but then she must of realized I was trying to change clothes as modestly as possible. I had tights on and soon had a layered mix of shirts, the top layer was a long sharp-looking long fascia, purple and green with multi-colored lace. I had a pile of clothes in front of me on the floor and I quickly made sure to find which pair of jeans and what pocket I had hundreds of dollars in, because I was aware that I had only paid my fare one way.

There were several people I knew on the train. One lady was one of my Facebook friends who I don't personally know. I saw more of them at our next stop, where my acutely sensitive hearing observed that there were agents outside the train station who were looking for me. We were told we would be stopped here for awhile and that we should get off if we wanted to pick up something to eat. I saw there was a taco stand with good prices and I was also thirsty. After I got my food I saw the agents talking to our trip director. Conveniently, there were other people that I could turn and talk to so that my back was to the agents and they couldn't see my face. I overheard the trip director telling the agents that it was not his place to give up personal information about any of the students on the trip and since they didn't have a warrant, there was no reason to comply. Then along comes Antonio, my big hero of the day. He put his arm around me and smushed my face into his body as we walked past the agents to an area where everyone was sitting down to eat. After we passed them, he put his arm down from around me and reached to hold my hand, caressing my palm. I told him that I bet he was going to marry an older woman and he told me I was probably right. Then, as if this must have been too much for me, I woke up. Hahaha!