Last night’s dream ended with a gift. I was allowed to ask a question. I seemed to know I should think hard about the question so I could ask a good one. So during the dream I held my thoughts regarding the question I would ask until the end.
In the dream, I am with my parents they have come to visit me. I am trying to figure out if I can work my living situation out such that I can have them stay with me indefinitely. I don’t see a need for them to return to California since they don’t really live there anymore. I will need to make accommodations for my parents since they are elderly and are unable to navigate the stairs in the house. I decide my dad needs the most help. He will be able to remain in the basement and come up to the rest of the house as needed. The railing will support him should he need to come up. I decide I’m going to do it. My decision is made they will remain with me.
While in the basement I notice water is coming down the walls. I immediately run upstairs to assess the situation. There is a man spraying refrigerant on the mattress in the bedroom but he has the doors and windows open which is causing condensation to occur. The refrigerant is also causing the drain in the nearby bathroom to freeze. His task seems impossible with the windows open. He struggles to freeze the bed but he is working harder than he should if he only knew to close the windows. I immediately address the issue and close all the windows and doors. I take the plunger to the sinks to dislodge the ice which allows the water to flow freely through the drain once more. I believe I have remedied the situation in the nick of time.
I now realize I am running out of time. I need to decide on the question to ask before I leave the dream. If there is one question I could have answered what would it be? If I could only call 411. It hits me. I ask, “I need more information.”
Last night’s dream came somewhere in the middle of the night when suddenly I sensed someone’s presence beside my bed. This person was here to announce “The Phone Call” meaning it was time for labor. I had not heard the phone ring but I assumed if someone had to come get me out of bed I had better get up.
I immediately stood up out of bed and looked around to gather my composure and ascertain what is happening to me. At first, my world was befuddled and unclear. I am frustrated I am unable to wake up fully yet I stand in the feet of the man who has announced the call. I imagine if I am dreaming, I must be having an out of body experience. I struggle to break free to move from this stand. If I am dreaming I must be able to fly. I struggle to take flight but a tether seems to keep me connected to the dreaming man. Is he not hearing the phone ring? Does he not recognize the urgency which surrounds him?
Unable to awaken the man, I am determined to find out if the call is real. I seem to be able to move in the direction from which the call is originating. The direction is Richmond. I set on my way there. The journey is long.
I can’t remember specific details after this point. What I do recall was what it felt like to travel there. The journey was so profoundly incredible. I recall thinking in the dream there is so much here to remember how will I ever journal this. I knew in the dream there was no way I could put the experience to words. In the end, I came away with a great sense of accomplishment and success at getting there on time and being a part of the experience of birthing my child into the world. An experience I am sure never to forget.
~~~~~~~~~ DREAM ENDS
Just out of curiosity I looked up the meaning of Richmond.
The name Richmond is a German Baby Name. In German Baby Names the meaning of the name Richmond is: Strong protector.
Last night I had a super cool dream. It happened right as I was waking up. In the dream, I can see the universe in some primordial fog that is percolating like in a cauldron. The fog is captivating. I recognize it as something very special from which all things originate. My view of it is partial. Sensing there is much to this which is unknown to me, I feel myself levitating and in so doing, I am offered a new vantage point from which to experience the whole of creation. I now see the entire universe before my eyes.
As I levitate higher and higher, I feel as if I have detach from my body. I turn to my right to look in the direction where I stood previously. In turning, I see the profile of 3 eyeballs lined up sequentially almost as if I am looking at myself in a mirror within a mirror. A ray of lightning reflects in each eye creating a very long horizontal thunderbolt. The sight reminds me of one of those plasma balls with the electrical currents passing through it.
I sense this is something very special.
A moment before I opened my eyes I felt a kiss on my temple beside my eye and I heard its pucker. It was the same kind of kiss I give my dog in the morning filled with an intense love. Someone kissed me. In that moment, I felt very special and loved. Someone in the universe loves me.
~~~~~~ DREAM ENDS
So today I had scheduled to take my car in for maintenance. While waiting for my car to be ready I decided to check out to new model cars. The first car I sat in had interior lights which ran in a horizontal line from the left door, across the dashboard, and continued along the right door. It felt like my dream all over again. The light had a neon illumination and was the same color as the lightening bolt reflected in the eyes from my dream.
I ended up buying a new car a Mercedes GLE350. In some peculiar way, I felt the universe was giving its blessing (kiss) to make this purchase. Considering the laundry list of items that needed repair on my old car, I believe it was time for a new car.
Last night I crawled into bed with the animals an each one had a few minutes of cuddle time. I then remembered I had forgotten to my bottle of water so I got up to retrieve it. Upon return I noticed something in the corner of my eye near the back door of the basement as I laid my head down once again for a second time. I zoomed in with my mind squinting to try to bring it in focus. It looked like someone was standing in the corner. As I began to slip away I held my attention on this person. The person came into focus. It was a Jester. With tight pants slightly bent over with a cane or walking stick. I was nowhere near passed out yet. He motioned with his arm extended to come with him. His arm pointing to the path I should follow to come toward him. Resisting sleep I held on for a more conscious visit with the Jester. He finally got tired of waiting so he walked toward me. I was in shock. Three step in, I waved to him, to let him know I was not asleep. I also got a good look at him. He had a gentle smile and olive skin. A warm and welcoming face. I asked myself if this could be OB come to visit but something inside me said, No why would he come as a Jester. With that I fell deep into dream land.
I find myself sitting on a chair that is flying over a river. The river is turquoise blue with some sections being deeper that others evident by a deep aqua color. The scene was spectacular. I seem to recognize this river. I have been here before.
I am able to travel in the chair both backward and forward and there seems to be no way for me to fall out of the chair. There is no seat belt of anything of the sort. We come upon a place where I live. It is a huge house with many rooms and many guests who stay with me.
Much time passes and life is good there. However the area is affected by global warming and one day it is a particularly hot and scorching day. We are walking outside on the asphalt and I notice my shoes are sticking to the ground. I hurry to stand under a tree to take advantage of the shade. The earth is quaking from the heat and my house is destroyed.
Walking though the house now in shambles I look around for what has survived the destruction. To my surprise some very important things still survive. Those who live in the walls are still there. They have never had air conditioning to survive the heat and to this day don’t require it. I peak in and see them there. They welcome me in. I think I too could live in the walls within the ruins of what once was my home. I am sensing it is time to return and wake up from the dream.
I am taken again seated in the chair flying over the river which is still as beautiful as the day I arrived. It has not been affected by the turmoil. I recall the Jester and my descent into dreamland. I want to bring back something but what? I think hard trying to decide what in the world could I bring back from this dream into my waking life to prove I was here. I decide to ask the dream for something. Attempting for formulate my verbal question I am having difficulty verbalizing the words but I am determined. As I wake up the words begin to come forth. I politely ask, “Can I have the milk that is in the television”