Dreaming of Death?

I had this dream in the early hours of Friday, July 6, 2012. The dream stayed with me most of the day on Friday, and I still remember it as though I just woke from it...

The setting appears to be at some point during the apocalypse. Kris, Kaylan, Ricky, Van and myself are all standing in a large crowded area, a field I think. There is a loud rumble of conversation all around us, much like bees hovering over their hive. I can't hear what anyone around us is saying. I sense a feeling of urgency looming over everyone present.

Periodically, a long loud bell sounds, and then a list of names is called out. They call out Van and Ricky's names. I cling to Van, pleading him not to go. To stay with us. Of course, he has no choice and the 'people in charge' come for him and Ricky and guide them over to where the others whose names were called are milling around.

A short while later, Ricky, Van and the others whose names were called are made to enter a large 'bucket'.  (a long platform with low walls large enough to hold 10-15 people). The 'people in charge' raise the bucket way up high into the sky, and then dump the persons in the bucket out.

 As each person nears the ground, their name is called out over a loud intercom. Then a huge video-screen appears in the sky, showing the named individual hit the ground. I hear them call Van's name, and can't help but watch the screen. I hold my breath. He hits the ground hard, rolls over a few times, raises his head and the his face hits the ground. I see him take his last breath.

Soon after, they call out Ricky's name. He also hits the ground hard, rolls over a few times and then stops. The camera lingers on him. Then he gets up on his hands and knees! A couple of the 'people in charge' hurry over to him and escort him off the huge field of corpses.

The girls and I somehow manage to get over to the area where they took Ricky. We are not supposed to be over here, as we have not been dumped from the bucket. We all hugged Ricky and are so happy he is alive, and we are all saddened by Van's death. Our little reunion does not last long. One of the 'people in charge' comes over to us and tells us that mine and the girls' names have been called and we are to go immediately to the bucket. I look over at her, then at Ricky. I feel a rush of panic. I tell them, there is no way any of the three of us will survive that drop. Ricky and I look at each other, each with great sadness in our eyes.

Then I wake up.

When I was telling the girls about this dream, we were in the midst of a really nasty thunderstorm. Just after the part where Van dies in the dream, a particularly loud crack of thunder hits near the house. One of Krissie's talking dolls is set off by the storm, and starts saying the prayer, "Now I lay me down to sleep.."

House of ?

A dream that I had sometime in the early 90s. I think I had this dream 3-4 times.

I am in a house in a small middle-class neighborhood in south Louisiana. There are lots of pine trees in the yard. Inside, the house is dimly lit. The are a dark red, burgundy, I think. Dark curtains cover the windows. People are smoking all around, though I cannot smell the foul odor of nicotine. There are many rooms in this house. In one of the rooms, several people are shooting pool. As I go further into this house, everything in me is screaming to turn around and leave.. but I cannot. I have to find her and save her before it is too late. As I enter deeper into this house, I am soon horrified. People are performing all kinds of carnal acts. I cannot see what they are doing, yet I KNOW what they are doing and they don't seem to care that there is another person among them. Finally I enter this room that is barely lit. People are passed out all around, on everything and anything possible. I start examining the faces, hoping to find HER. Praying that it isn't too late. Finally, I see her. She is so out of it and when I try to help her stand, she is as limp as a rag doll. A man soon approaches and tells me that she belongs to them now. That I must say my good byes and leave immediately.
My heart is broken. This is my best friend! How could this horrible fate have happened to her? I lean down and whisper in her ear, "It isn't too late, come with me".  She looks at me with glazed, vacant eyes.

This is where I would wake...

A Dream or a Visit?

Several days ago, Kaylan was telling me about one of the dreams that she had the previous night. In the dream, she saw her Grandma (my mom). With Grandma was a little girl who had blonde hair. This little girl looked to be 12-13 years of age. Kaylan said that she asked Grandma who the little girl was, and was told that this was her baby sister.

I've tried to verify the information with Kaylan as I typed this up.. she has no memory of telling me this. When she initially told me the dream, she had only JUST awoken.

Was this a dream?  Did she really see my Mom? Is the little girl the baby that was lost in the Ectopic pregnancy?

My mother wanted more grandchildren. It helps soothe my heart (a tiny bit) thinking that perhaps she is finally able to spend time with the grandchild that was lost such a long time ago.

2008 07 24 Dream from last night

In the dream, I had gone to visit Barbara, who was living in Mississippi somewhere. Apparently something had happened and the girls and I lost our home. Everything we owned was in an old red dodge van. After staying with Barbara for a few days, the social services came, and they actually GAVE us a piece of land and a trailer to live in (not a dingy small one, but a nice sized one that is livable). After staying in this nice new trailer for a short period of time, social services came back, and offered Krissie her OWN land and trailer, being that she was 18. She was more than happy to accept. So Krissie moved down the street a short distance.

My dad came to visit, and when I hugged him, I started crying uncontrollably. It was so lovely to see him! The people in the area that we now lived, seemed to know who my dad was! 

Then, in the dream, myself and a group of others were in some type of flying machine, not an airplane, and not a helicopter. This one little girl who was holding an even younger child, behind me did not have a seatbelt, and I remember that I was stressing over her lack of seatbelt during the flight. Towards the end of this flight, the flying machine malfunctioned and we hit a small country road, at an alarming speed. There were people in vehicles and horse and carriage all scrambling to get out of the way.  I remember seeing a particular tree, with a door carved into the tree’s trunk.

This is the last part of the dream that I remember.

2008 07 20

I dreamed last night that the girls and I were living in this large house with several other women who were friends of mine.

Krissie went to SMA clinic at a small local hospital instead of at Children’s Hospital. The receipt for the services was extremely long.

Towards the end of the dream, one of my ‘roommates’ had a guest over, Dr. Levine, and we were all sitting around joking and laughing.

There was a car chase at one point, my roommates being the decoy for a celebrity (cannot remember who). 

My Dream  November 22, 2002

I dreamed that I lived in this other house.. and there was a sort of bridge over the swamp/ canal to this verandah of sorts where tables and chairs were set up for visiting and eating.  The view was lovely.

Then  Mom and I go to church and there is hardly anybody there.. and we sit in the front row, and then a lot of people that I knew from Northside was there. Patti came knocking on my door later with Chicken Tetrizzini and some other dishes that I didn't open. I was in my nightgown, and her hubby and sons all saw me. They went back to the car. I was so embarrassed and made note to myself to not open door in nightgown again.

End of dream - phone rang. 

Flower Shopping with Mom

I had this dream several months AFTER my mother lost her battle with Multiple Myeloma Cancer.

My mom and I are at the shopping center not far from my mother's house. (where the Winn-Dixie was located on Plank Road in Brownsfield). We are shopping for flowers. After a short period of time (I am not sure how long), mom tells me that she is going to go sit on the bench at the front of the store and have a rest and that she wants to continue shopping in a few minutes. I go to look at an arrangement of flowers and then go to find Mom. She is not on the bench, and though I look everywhere for her, I cannot find her.