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This is the only part of the dream I remember though I remember there being a lot more going on…
I was leaving an area that I am not familiar with and do not remember what was going on but I started walking down a dirt road that was very small, either side of me the traditional ditch, small patch of untilled soil and then a fence that set boundaries for where farming soil started. I looked down in the ditch and there was a friendly black dog, a lab mix of sorts, I bent down to say hello and the dog came forward and gave me lots of love and kisses and wagged its tail generously. The dog started to walk with me and I made a sharp right turn down another lane but there was a wall or something to the right of me, but there was a small section of untilled, prarie grass area between me and the wall. I see another dog, smaller, stalky, like an English bull dog but not as short and he was tan and white so I call to it but this dog is angry and not happy with me and it lunged at me and bit my hand/arm, I did not act out in violence against the dog, instead I called St. Michael to help me and every time the dog lunged at me I was protected as I’d call out St. Michael’s name. As I continued to the walk the dog started to ease on its attacks and eventually the dog started to wag its tail and started to have an earnest interest in me and looking down while still walking ahead I lowered my hand and the dog walking beside me on the other side watched as we walked the dog on the right side that had been attacking me take a friendly turn by licking my hand, I stopped and patted his head and I forgave him immediately for his attack and he spoke back, but not through his mouth, telepathically. He was happy I wasn’t angry and he was deeply sorry for attacking me. He did not trust humans. And from there I don’t know where my dream took me.
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This dream happened right before I woke up but sadly the dream I had before this one I can't remember...all I can remember is that it had a phenom feeling about it. But here's the one I do remember:
A group of people (who I do not know in real life and nor did I actually see their faces or know their names in the dream) went to this store, that in my dream, I used to visit for merchandise that was hard to find or one of kind...it was like a Hot Topic, Spencers and artsy type stores mixed together. I walked in the door and I was strolling around looking at all the stuff and was thinking to myself that this store had changed its merchandise and it seemed to be leaning more towards an underground crowd. It didn't feel comfortable being there like it had in the past and so I thought I would finish my tour by going downstairs where the rest of the store ended and see if maybe they didn't have the merchandise I was looking for there. Walking down the stairs I noticed a huge difference in the way the store looked compared to the upper level. It was nothing like I remembered....it was very dark and it had chains on the walls and armor and swords and it had a hostile feeling. There were people hanging out down there and they had, what I felt, was very bad vampire costumes on or at least the makeup on their faces were peeling and it didn't look natural but their eyes definitely told me their souls were not of a light kind. One man was dressed as a creepy clown and another man in particular had red eyes. I didn't like the man with red eyes and I wanted as much distance from him as I could get. I quickly asked St. Michael to shield me with his protection as I wound up my stroll of the downstairs and headed to leave. I found I was alone at this time; the people I had come in the store with were gone and not with me and the man I had feared was following me. He caught my arm and I struggled against him and he started to talk to me and I didn't hear what he said as I kept asking St. Michael to be with me and protect me. The harm I thought this person would inflict didn't come as when he touched me he let go quickly and looked shocked...then he looked fearful of me and it was like he started crying. After realizing that I was free I ran. He was screaming at me and I couldn’t hear or make out entire sentences nor did I care.
The scene faded and I was with my family at what I was told was a Home Depot but it wasn't like one in real life. It was a warehouse store. I had seen ones similar to this one in past dreams but this one was very odd. The employees were different in that they rode bicycles around the store and people lounged on mattress pads that were strung about the store. I found one that I decided to camp out on and use my brothers IPAD to play a game called mahjongg. I was waiting on my cousin as she was waiting for a store employee to bring up from the basement a toy that was deeply discounted and there were only two left. I thought I would buy one for my niece, but then my husband showed up with his truck and we were riding it around the store waiting for the employee but another employee said that we had crossed our boundaries and we should leave so we did.
Once at home I realized I had to go back to the store I had visited earlier, much to my dislike. I went to the store alone and ran into some of the kids dressed as badly represented vampires but the one I had encountered earlier was not there. I moved through the store to an opening and I had forgotten there was an outdoor like patio restaurant there. For some reason I was drawn to look inside and as I did there was an antique table with an ornate lamp and table cloth on it and the table had several walking canes haphazardly arranged on top of it. I knocked into some of them looking around and then the patrons took note of me and that’s when I realized how eccentric they looked...definitely not of our current time period and definitely not of our current culture....it was something very much like you'd see in a vintage movie but creepier, along the lines of maybe the 16th or 17th century. I apologized and put the canes back up onto the table and after doing so a young waitress came to me. She said that there was a spirit or a being there that was bothering them and would not leave. I wasn't a bit surprised she asked me for help nor was I surprised there would be a ghost and I actually laughed to myself that this person seemed shocked there was a ghost or being hanging out here...I figured this would be a magnet for such beings....at least I thought ghosts are everywhere, doesn't she know this? So we approached the end of the patio and it was sort of on a raised terrace that was at the very least 12 to 15 feet high. I had to look down at the sidewalk and when I did I discovered the being, he was starring off into the distance in front of him. I was a little shocked to see who it was. It was the young man who had tried to attack me earlier. He looked a lot worse in the afterlife than he did the day we had our encounter..his eyes were red and his body a red with purple hues. I don't recall seeing his legs or arms but I could see his chest..it too was red with purple hues. Before I spoke I inwardly asked St. Michael to shield me and guide me through this. I called down to the being and he looked up, realized who I was and was enraged to see me and he retorted angrily to me. I then spoke in clear and direct words and I told him "you must leave here and go to the light". He became frightened and then angry and he told me no. So I told him again he had to. He said that he wouldn't go because he didn't know what was going to happen to him. I told him that was between him and God that was not my place to judge or set my beliefs upon and then I heard a clear voice that I assumed was Archangel Michael that told me to tell him "to go now to the light, what will be will be". So I repeated what I had been told and shining off to the right of us was a sharp light. I couldn't look directly at it. The being refused yet again and then off to the left an army had risen in the people that were below, they looked a lot like the kid I was trying to help go to the light...I was frightened this time and Archangel Michael directed me to close my eyes and feel a barrier that would be strong and powerful and full of fire and energy and when I had felt it was ready I was to direct it at the small army that had formed to the left of us on the street below. I had my eyes closed and I felt this strength in me I had not felt before and when I opened my eyes I directed my hands into the direction that the army was approaching and the barrier had knocked them far far from us and when they realized they were injured or hurt they begun to run in all directions and that’s when I woke up.
The only thing I have to say is maybe I should stop playing mahjongg and listening to the aware show before bed :) I have no idea if the kid made it to the light or not.....I'm more disappointed I can't remember the dream before this one :(