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Two New Dream Submissions
There are two new dream submissions on Activating Evolution, from John and Cheri.
Subject: John
I dreamt that I was floating in a pitch black void. Suddenly there was a point of light in the distance. When I turned towards it I felt as though every moment of time and every minute particle in the universe, even those that make up my body, were a single presence that turned its entire attention upon me; or rather, whatever some might call my spirit or soul. The experience only lasted an instant, as I then heard a voice speak to me, which both swelled up from my body and crashed down on me from the light, the void, and everything else. At that moment, I awoke in a state of shock.
Subject: Cheri
I truly pray this is for real because the dreams I am about to tell you about have been haunting me for years now. They only come now and then, but they are so real I wake up screaming or sweating with an extreme heart rate. I can’t return back to sleep and hate the idea of returning back to bed the next day. They are so overwhelmingly vivid and often during the middle of the afternoon. A year or so later, a flashback will come to me and cause the same feeling of anxiety. There are only three dreams, but the same three. I didn’t write them down until a couple of years later but the dream still remains the same.
Two New Dream Submissions
There are two new dream submissions on Activating Evolution, from Yvette and Tim.
Subject: Yvette
In a lot of my dreams, I dream I am running. I am always running from something be it human, animal or monster, but I am always running. I have dreamed of my own death, I have dreamed of loved ones who are dead. One of the dreams I can’t forget is the one about my departed older sister. You see, when she passed, I was living in another state, newly married to someone not so nice. I was not allowed to go to the funeral, so I didn’t. Years later, I was in a new relationship and I kept having the same dream over and over, but this time I awoke screaming, sweating and crying. The dream starts with me standing in the hallway in my aunt’s house. I am looking into the kitchen but I can barely see into it. It’s foggy and it’s getting thicker. I began to shake from not knowing, the fear is strong and as I look down to see why my feet can’t move I hear a voice. The voice is soft and sweet, like a bird’s summer song. As I look up, I see my loving sister calling, “Becky..!” she says, “Come to me.”
Her arms are stretched out, and she wants me close, but when I finally get my feet free from the spot they’re stuck in and move towards her, she begins to be pulled away from me. I try to get to her. I’m running now, but still I can’t touch her. I reach for her hand, and just as our fingers try to touch, she looks at me and says, “You will never know what it’s like to have someone to love you again,” and she is snatched from me. The hallway gets longer and longer. I’m running as fast as I can but I can’t see her anymore, and then I start to cry. Then I awake….alone.
Subject: Tim
I am always getting into trouble. At first I am stuck in a situation at home where my parents are questioning and arguing with me. Then I can close my eyes and when I open them, I am somewhere else, like the hills in England, or on a butte in Arizona. It is always in Sedona. I have an affinity with it; me and my fiancée go there to get away from Phoenix. Then my fiancée and I get into a fight. I close my eyes again and when I open them I am somewhere else, and this goes on all night, every night. I get into trouble, close my eyes and I am somewhere else. Like I teleport. Does this mean anything?
Two New Dream Submissions
Two new dream submissions were posted on Activating Evolution yesterday, from Koryn D. and Rachel R.
Subject: Koryn D.
I started out in a house where a woman was released from a tiny jar. I think maybe a witch released her. Then after she came out, it was like all these mummies were released. It was as if they weren’t supposed to come out, but they got out anyway. I was afraid, but they didn’t hurt us or even try. We were trying to find a way out of the house. “We” is a younger version of one of my younger cousins and a baby. Don’t know whose baby, just a baby that I felt I needed to protect.
Suddenly, we were on a huge ship, almost like a cruise ship, but one that had been stripped down and junky. It was full of people running the boat. Then in the blink of an eye, they were all gone. All of a sudden I had to try to steer the boat to protect my cousin and the baby. We were doing okay, until for some reason the boat started going down smaller and smaller waterways.
We ran aground, but that didn’t stop us. We kept moving faster and faster even though we were on the ground. I kept trying to steer us closer to water. Sometimes we made it, sometimes I had to keep finding areas where people wouldn’t get hurt. A couple of times, we ended up going over bridges and breaking them.
Finally I got us back to a big body of water and realized that we had made it from one ocean to the other. We were safe. I remember thinking that maybe when we were in the water that we should jump over so that we could be rescued, but I was afraid that I couldn’t support my cousin and the baby and keep them from getting hurt. Very strange and it has kept with me all day.
Subject: Rachel R.
I had a bizarre dream where I was a nun and the other sisters didn’t like me because I was different; so they put a red habit on me (like a scarlet letter) and threw me in a jail cell. A littler nun was trying to convince the mother superior that I was a good person while she cooked a huge meal in the kitchen with fire. There was a pot in which she put noodles that at first looked like the Pillsbury dough boy and then all of a sudden all my friends and family were in the pot too. Flat images of those whom I love cooking amongst fire.
The mother superior sang to all the pots to be quiet because they were squealing and still on fire. When she finished singing, they steamed instead of squealing.
Then I woke up.
Two New Dream Submissions
There are two new dream submissions on Activating Evolution, from Daniel P. and Kathleen S.
Subject: Daniel P.
It was a winter day; overcast, ash-gray and several feet of snow on the ground. I could see my breath and was not dressed very warmly, but I wasn’t particularly cold either. I was with several people, at least a dozen. We were in a bland room of a house I didn’t know, on a covered deck I’ve never seen, and then at a hill that was only vaguely familiar though the landscape around was bleak. The others seemed to take me to each place and I remember realizing I had no way of leaving them. I had no part whatsoever in knowing where we going, I felt as a feather at the whim of the wind’s direction.
There was much talk amongst the group at each place we went, just meaningless talk, but I didn’t contribute anything and heard nothing said, only the noise of chatter. The worst part was that I knew not one face from the group I was attached to. Everywhere we went, I had no choice but to be there with them, with no way of leaving, even if I tried. I had the feeling that after a few yards, I’d end up next to them again. But I didn’t want to be with them, I didn’t know them. And yet I was never able to leave.
I woke up not with the common wha-what-was-that-where-am-I-oh-I’m-home-in-my-bed-and-it-was-all-a-dream feeling, but with a frightening notion that I had the utter memory-drainage of an amnesiac. And for several moments, though I was seeing and conscious, the only thing registering within was the ring of an empty bell.
Subject: Kathleen S.
Two nights ago, I dreamt that I was petting and later learning to ride a horse. I had had limited experience riding a horse, and only knew how to walk the horse using a Western saddle. In this dream, I learned how to trot and gallop. It was a good horse. I got it to listen to all of my instructions and it wasn’t temperamental. In other words, I think we had bonded well. When I went to put it back in its stable, it turned into a tiger and tried to kill me. Fortunately, it didn’t, and I found a way to trap it in the stable.
This dream is easy to analyze when I take into consideration that I had multiple pulmonary embolisms (or blood clots) in both lungs about a month ago. If my husband hadn’t been home to call 911, I’m not sure I would still be here today. Considering that my own blood tried to kill me last month, I think my subconscious mind is telling me that my body turned on me unexpectedly, and I’m still anxious about it.
