Date of dream: Thursday, March 22, 2012
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness: 
Rating:
Lucid Intent?
No
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This mornings dream was like an adventure only I wish I could remember the whole thing. I do remember that I was finding cards everywhere and I thought in the dream I had them all placed together but I kept finding a pile of oracle cards here and then some over at another place. I gave the duffle bag of them over to my mom to count them while I went about what I was doing before and I looked up to the sky and the sky was pitch black and I could at first see three crescent moons. The moon cresent was on the left side, low. I asked my mom if she could see three moons and she at first said no and then as I kept looking more and more started showing up, then I looked up where the real moon might have been and there was a huge shield, an actual shield looking down at me with a picture of Merlin, with the typical hat you would see on him today, with the crescent moon emblazoned on the front of it in the same pattern I was seeing the other moons. Now the sky was full of the crescent moons, all electric bright white against the pitch black sky and the shield with Merlin on it was electric like and was so bright. Underneath his shield it said something, I can’t remember for the life of me what it said but the feeling I have now looking back it was like a stern statement. Like I was being reprimanded or something. But I can’t even remember what it said. I wish I knew hypnosis better I really wish I could remember, I felt that was the main thing of the dream…the moon’s were just to get my attention. Then I had turned to retreat into this house that the front door kept getting fire bombed but the bombs weren't doing damage but I knew they would harm me should I be hit by one and I knew I couldn’t make it through the front door through the steps, I had to jump up onto the patio from the side and try to avoid the fire bombs to get into the house. I thought I could go through the back side but the same thing was happening to that patio. I knew in my heart this was a trial and I had to make it to through the door no matter how I felt about it personally. So I tried timing it to the best of my ability and then when I felt I would be safe I jumped and when I landed I put all my strength into busting through the front door to safety. (for some reason I knew the fire bombs weren’t going to go past the threshold of the door, I’d be safe inside). With all that momentum I broke the door and flew inside and landed safely. The room I landed in became visible, very ancient and that is about the time I woke up.
Additional Comments:
I wish my dreams came with guides and or interpretations.
Date of dream: Sunday, September 04, 2011
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness:
Rating:
Lucid Intent?
No
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Looking through many small tiles of photos I asked the FBI agent behind the counter if I could have a closer look at the many tiles that were kept under glass cases and he wanted to know why. I told him I needed to know if someone was a fugative. He asked why and I started to tell him and then the room we were in, which was in a mall, dissolved and I was a magic show.
Some of the worlds most famous magicians were entertaining by chance on a street that they had decided to do for fun. I was chosen to come up and assist with one of their acts and I had seen the magic wand that the previous female magician had her hand. I had picked it up and another one of the lighter haired male magicians came over and told me under his breath not to whisper a single incantation as it would be a give away and that if I valued my life it would be best not to show my skill. I told him I wouldn't as I know better than to say a spell that I do not understand or know but I had many that I knew to be true to say. The show went on they dazzeled many and when it was over I was leaving the show and the scene dissolving and I knew I was on my way to my grandparents house.
Their backyard was full of about waist deep water and I had gone over to plant flowers and the boarders of their yard were dry but wherever there was grass there was water. I swam as my mom teased me from the deck balcony that there were sharks in the water, the water did not have a clear surface when I waded so I could not see beneath it, from what I recall I think there were cloud reflections on the surface, but I knew it was not true sharks were in the water. My fear of sharks didn't keep me from swimming around in the water that was extremely cold but didn't seem to bother me. I swam quick, like sea otters and realized there was a small patch of grass that had a tear in it. I knew that would eventually drain the water but I decided enough play it was time to finish what I came there to do. My aunt Ann came over and she brought me several plants for my garden. I received a rose, a mum, dragons blood, crocus, and some smaller ground type covering plants that I do not know the names of. To be sure the one was Crocus I held it up to my moms view and asked her if indeed it was and the plant looked very similar to a flower that was paritially covered by leaf but a little bit of purple color poked through tho the plant reminded me much of a venus fly trap. Since I was not home I planted them in a wheel barrow with very muddy dirt from the previously soaked yard. It was night time when I was finishing planting the new plants to keep them safe until I could transfer them to my own yard and the grass and the trees spoke to me. The full moon shined down and the grass and trees started to sway without a breeze. They all swayed towards the house and told me to run, my life was at risk. I could communicate to the grass and trees and I instinctively knew this was a quicken sign. Then the wind picked up and it was even more a dire warning to leave immediately. I thanked the grass and trees and started to swim through the grass to the house. I felt that would give me coverage so I could escape harms way. I was suddenly whisked away once I reached the safety of my grandparents home and I was standing on the street with one of the magicians.
A dark haired magician removed a bottle stopper from a bottle and the beautiful female magician (that left the show earlier and whose wand I had in my hand) fluidly poured out onto the street standing then yet the light haired magician faded into view. They were telling me things that were extremely important but as people realized who they were it became like a paparazzi scene with cameras everywhere. They were about to get in a very antique white car that had been redone to show its former glory when the dark haired magician turned to look to the left of me in the distance. His face went ashen and he had in his hand a deck of cards. His gaze seemed to return back to the sudden crowd of onlookers and his slightly ashen face smiled once more. Suddenly a person to the right of me came into my view and I knew this person and the magician suddenly had a deck of playing cards in his right hand. He moved his deck magically about his hands to find purposely four cards. From what I could see one was a black suited King on top of a black suited card I couldn't see but could tell it was a spade, probably an eight or nine spaded card. The other two I knew to be black as well, maybe a queen. The man who accepted the cards was grateful as if they had just been given a prize. The dark headed magician went to quickly disappear and it was then I noticed the other magicians were not in sight. Before he started to fade from view to move backward into the open car door he told me to run. I did just that and I as I did I could hear screams. I knew in my heart the fugative I was interested in had appeared and suddenly it made sense that this fugative was after the knowledge of the magicians which is why they did not give me the cards to begin with. Both grateful and horrified and full of new knowledge and fear I started to come out of the dream but before then I had one more realization, the nature spirits were definitely with me and had saved me from harm.
Additional Comments:
This dream was full of symbols that I am still trying to get down. When I woke I made myself still stay in that almost dream like state and go through the dream again, then again and then one mroe time so I coudl remember it. To start with the feelings I had at the FBI station were that of uncertainity and I was almost afraid that I would be considered a fugative. I really wanted to find the picture of the person I had wanted to find but didn't ever get that far. Also as a side note my Aunt Ann and I are not that close and she has just recovered from yet another round of cancer. I do have one yellow rose in my yard that my grandmother gave to me to plant that came from my Aunt Ann at a time when my grandmother was really ill. I realize yellow roses mean friendship but the rose she had given me in my dream was only starting to bud and the colors were not exposed. The color purple I believe to mean spiritual and 7th crown chakra but I do not know what the other plant meanings are. When the grass and trees started to direct me I knew instantly I was being commuicated with by nature and I fully understood the meanings. I have been trying to work with nature spirits recently, getting to know each element. So that was a little unexpected to see in my dream. The female magician looked and moved much like a genie. That was another hint that I was in the presence of an air elemental. But who and what was after them was beyond me. I'm still a bit confused at the dream and still want to try to unravel the symbols but I think I'm going to walk away from it for a while and let it sit a bit. I dreamt once as a child that a book had been hidden from me and that it was finally reunited with me and the book was bound by leather and had many elaborate sigils and symbols written upon the cover and upon opening it had several different ancient languages which I could understand and read with ease. I've had this dream twice actually. Later in life I learned about teh Askasic records and wondered if that was it but later was told that those records were usually written in the angelic language kept by Archangel Metatron. So I'm still unsure of the book and I just wish I could dream that dream again so I could maybe write the symbols and sigils down. Overall this dream was fascinating and I find it odd I'm not frightened at all of the fugative.
