December 13, 2018
I had a dream where I am an elevator operator. The elevator feels like a ride at an amusement park like one of those free falling rides except this one the free fall is in the opposite direction you free fall upward as opposed to downward.
I decide to ride it by myself. I am wonder when the last elevator ride is scheduled. I believe it is at 7 o,clock. The ride takes me in free fall to the top. I am fearless. Once at the top, I see people waiting in line for the ride back down. I have to allow them to go first since I am the elevator operator but I don’t want to get stranded up here without a way to get back down. A man standing next to me tells me not to worry and indicates there are steps I can take to get back down. Knowing the distance is eternal I don’t want the steps to be my only option. He walks through the door leading to the steps apparently an option he has chosen to exercise. I ponder whether I should follow him down but worry I won’t find my way back. I stand there staring through the open door I can see the many levels of stairs below me.
December 3rd, 2018
Last night’s dream was absolutely incredible. My body is being elevated. I am ascending in the universe at an incredible speed. I can see the stars all around me. I come to a point in space where a picture frame hangs in front of me. I am positioned at a 45 degree angle to the frame. The frame is metallic and in the center is a white egg shape symbol. The frame is reflective much like a mirror.
Out of the blue I decide to hold my right palm in front of the image much like swearing an oath to the object but my intention is to offer the object a blessing by sending it healing energy. The egg begins radiating an intense light. I am amazed at how beautiful the light appears in the heavens.
The light causes an elevator door to appear to the right of the frame. I notice many beings approaching from the left. I turn to look at the beings now congregating around the frame, immediately to my left. Taking a good look at them I can see they are shadows of angels because they all have wings.
The elevator door opens and a man appears in the elevator. The man has dark olive skin and wears a big head dress. His face looks larger than a typical human might look but yet he has human features. I wonder if he might be an alien or a heavenly being. I wonder if this is some kind of space ship. Why would he need an elevator? Not wanting the man to see me I take two steps back to blend in and hide among the angles present. Feeling as though I’m not quite camouflaged sufficiently behind the angels I take two steps to my right. This last move places me more in line of sight with the being in the elevator. I turn to slightly giving him my profile. I can still see his profile out of the corner of my eye. The man’s features are striking and I wonder if I am the man. I ponder the coincidence he too offers me his profile.
All of the sudden my consciousness begins to fly at an incredible speed ascending even higher traversing many levels of the stratosphere. I turn to look behind me to see what happened to the angels who were standing with me. They appear to be following in flight right behind me. I attempt to understand what is going on and wonder if I am trying to flee or if they are simply following me. I turn again to wave at the angels behind me. The wave causes a few of the angels to dissipate but they are quickly replaced by more angels.
I then find myself in a cargo bay with all the angels we are sitting around after a long flight. It feels like we are getting comfortable maybe taking off our shoes or flight gear and getting dressed into our normal day cloths. As I look around I can see their faces clearly and I think to myself, I need to remember all this because it is so incredible. Someone looks at me as if reading my mind and gives me a peace sign with two fingers. He is indicating there are two types of dreams, one which I’m familiar with and the other ….. he goes silent here even though he is not really saying anything but yet he is communicating with me. The second type are those you feel but instead of messaging me telepathically he sends me his feelings.