In today's "This is the Strangest Life I've Ever Known" segment, we have the
dream from last night. I was in the jeep (lots of vehicle dreams lately)
with all three kids as they are now and a baby who was almost newborn who was
also mine. The baby was of unknown gender (I presume I knew in the dream)
and unknown name.
The baby in my
birth dream was a boy, very healthy and born with no pain, even though I was
worried about him prior to his birth. He was my "New life, New
I also got the feeling that I was a
Eric has been so
emotional about all of this that I have definitely felt alone as the only
sane person (or adult person) in the bunch.
The kids and I drove to this weird
place by a large river.
In dreams, water
tends to represent intuition.
It was a sort of rest station that
stretched over the river like a walkway, but it was really, really wide and
created a giant building with different rooms and such. There were
restrooms, snack bars and sitting areas. In one place, a band was playing
and another area was set up like a day care center. There was also a kind of
clinic type place in it.
everyone? :) A place or situation that takes care of many
As we were coming to that place (and in
the dream, I knew that was where we were heading), I had to pull to the side
of the road because the baby was crying.
Uh oh! New
Life has problems!
The area was fairly dark and
I got the baby settled and was getting
ready to drive away when a car pulled up behind us.
I get things back
under control, Eric all settled and...
A guy got out and tried to carjack me
with an old fashioned umbrella (the kind like Penguin from Batman uses with
the spike on the end).
New Broker Guy
tries to bully us.
I said, "You have got to be kidding me"
and reached out of my window and grabbed the end of the umbrella and bent it
around in a U shape so it was pointing back at him.
I don't take him
He screamed like a girl and ran back to
...and he is
I got out of the car and saw another
man behind my car, on the ground rolling in pain.
...but Eric ain't
doin' so hot.
I knew I had to get to the clinic in
the building to send an ambulance back for him.
Meh, let someone
else deal with it. "I'll send for help!" *roars away*
Drove to the building, told the clinic
people what was going and they sent out help for the guy, so we started
Meh, go help that
guy. Now let's SHOP!
The boys went to the day care
center and were dumping toys everywhere and Delena went to an arcade across
the hall from them.
Everyone is happy
While I was getting the boys settled,
an alarm sounded and the day care centered grabbed all kinds of drums,
tambourines and mylar balloons. They started beating on those things (mylar
balloons make a lot of racket when they are whacked in my dream) and
chanting, "Raise it up! Raise it up! Raise it up!" Everyone who worked at
this place (the whole building, not just the day care center) were chanting
and cheering and beating on crap.
drumming, rattling and tambourining are a way of raising energy in our Witchy
circles. I think this indicates that lots of people are pulling for us
and the energy for this is raising well.
The kids and I were looking at each
other wondering what was going on. Suddenly, the floor of the hallway
cracked and started to lift on each side. The carpet pulled back revealing
windows underneath and I realized it was a kind of drawbridge that would
raise to let big ships pass on the river below.
The ship (ships!)
is coming in!
I panicked for Delena, but through the
windows, I saw her wave to me from the other side and knew she was OK.
Everyone is OK!
Two ships went through and they were
only about two feet from where we were standing, so the floor was shaking
like mad and these people are still chanting and cheering and beating on
stuff. After the ships had passed, another alarm sounded and they started
chanting, "Put it down! Put it down!" and of course, the floor returned to
normal and everyone resumed what they were doing.
All will be
Knowing the kids were happy and
playing, I went to shop in some of the stores and ran into my dear friend,
Kathy Hardeman (who writes for Eye on Soaps). She was admiring the baby and
I asked her expert opinion. Didn't it appear that my baby had Afro-American
features? I didn't mind at all, just found it odd since I hadn't slept with
any black men. She agreed that the baby was definitely mulatto. We both
agreed it was interesting, then went on with our shopping.
This baby sure is
a miracle! It also contains elements not contributed by me that are the
miracle (immaculate conception) bits.
I picked up the kids and knew we'd
overstayed and had to get going.
Time to move on
and not dwell!
Dylan and Nathan were worried about
picking up the toys they'd played with (now I knew I was dreaming) and the
staff kept telling them to just leave them, it was OK.
I think this was
thrown in just to demonstrate the miracle aspect. :)
Got the kids in the car and drove off
into the sunset with Kathy waving goodbye behind us.
The only bummer
is in not taking Kathy back with me. All in all, good dream!