Last night I had a very interesting dream. Oddly enough before we went to bed Oliver and I took the dog out for a pee. We always enjoy looking up at the sky and naming any planets we can see. Tonight I noticed a new planet shining in the sky. For a moment I thought it might be the International Space Station because the shape looked like a top. Unlike any planet this object was moving slowly. Its movement seemed odd in that it was moving sideways as if being blown by wind instead of a straight line. It seems to change direction slightly. Its path was that of an L shape as if the wind suddenly stopped blowing. I stood there and told my son Oliver that it might be a space ship. Its position was directly overhead. I thought they must know we are tracking it. It soon drifted out of sight.
So in this night’s dream I am on vacation. I am staying in a room at a hotel. There is a great deal of activity at the hotel. Possibly a conference of sorts. My laptop has a CD in it that someone left behind for me. It contains personal pictures. Was it an accident they left this behind or did they intend for me to see their private pictures? I am captivated by the content of the images but I don’t have time to look at them all because I need to get ready to check out of the hotel. My room door is open and apparently people have wondered into my room. Looking at who is in my room I can see some are not human. These are aliens. I immediately become lucid and aware that I am dreaming. I try to determine if I am actually dreaming or if I have been transported onto some spaceship during my sleep. Is this my chance to actually come face to face with aliens?
Both the aliens and people seem all up in my business. I’m being pawed at from all sides by everyone. I want to collect my things so nothing of mine is lost or left behind. I also need to go to the bathroom to pee. I pass by my laptop on the way to the restroom and hear a voice say, “You are so cute.” The voice is coming from the cam on the laptop. Has someone hacked my laptop and are viewing me through my camera?
Needing to pee I wake up and head to the bathroom. Once done I lay back down and immediately reenter the dream. I am amazed at the clarity with which I can see everyone. Unlike normal dreams this one seemed to be extremely real and I am fully lucid because I just came from the bathroom. Those here continue pulling on me trying to get my attention I pull away trying to resist their advances. They will not leave me alone. I need time to study my surroundings. I then decide to make some unscripted changes to throw them off. I move in one direction and then move to another direction then back. The dream seems to not have expected my movements because now I am seeing double and triple of the same thing as if multiple dreams are now playing out at the same time.
My attention latches on to one of the persons present. To know this person is to know myself better. I want to know who he is and why they are so close to me invading my private space. I reach over to him and grab him. I am making considerable conscious effort to grab him that I begin to wake up. I decide to give it one last forceful effort to reach for him and pull him toward me. In that moment I woke up and my arms were holding my son Oliver in bed. It was Oliver I was reaching for.
The other night I had a very vivid dream where I am I am outside just walking down the street. It is a beautiful area which is hilly. In the distance between the hills I can see the sun rising as the sky is red with the sunlight. I then see between the hills alien ships arriving in the skies. They are very large. People are not sure what to think.
At this point I question whether I am dreaming. Looking around at my surrounding I examine it and determine this is for real. I am not dreaming. I quickly move to a place where I can get the best view of the alien ships. I tell people not to worry I will talk to them.
The ships are sending scouts on flying scooters. The scouters fly very fast. People begin retreating to their homes. I continue to try to find the best place to wave them down so I can have a discussion with them. I’m told to come into the house where we can discuss things. I go into a house. Again I seem to question whether I am dreaming. Looking around the house I examine my surroundings. I am definitely not dreaming. I shut the door and look to my right where there is an aquarium. I pause to look in on the fish. There are small angel fish in the tank. Looking more carefully I can see the angel fish have babies in the tank. I then see an eel type of fish swim by which reminds me of an arrowana. How is it the eel has not eaten the babies?
Yesterday I took a nap and had the following vision/dream. I am looking at a model of the universe. The model is futuristic in that it is an actual real time representation of the universe as it is now. It is a miniature representation such that you can understand all concepts. There are two orbs which intersect and in them spins not just the universe but all multiverses. I am in utter awe of the representation. I feel connected to it in that it is knowable to me. As my awareness and understanding grows of the model my awareness takes a step back to discover this model is contained within a man’s chest. The two orbs fit perfectly in the man and are represented by his pectoral muscles.
I immediately think this man must be someone important maybe even God. I want to study the man’s face and see if I can recognize him. He has long hair and is not a someone I have ever seen before. There is something very magical about his face. His face seems to have many of the same properties of the universe.
In last night’s dream I am somewhere outside in the garden and see a hose like the one on my vacuum cleaner. For some strange reason, I pick it up and sniff the inside of the tube to see what’s in it. Come to find out there is a strange chemical smell seeping out of the tube. When inhaled this substances transforms the person giving the person the power to fly. We are being invaded by aliens from other planets. The invaders are unusual spider or octopus like creatures with many tentacles. Their space ships are cigar shaped. Come to find out the chemical in the tube was left there to allow us to persevere the aliens attack. The gas also creates an acrylic bubble the aliens are not able to penetrate.
I can see the alien ships coming toward the bubble. I can see them crossing dimensions. I can tell when they are crossing dimensions because it creates a distortion in my vision which looks like a ripple effect. I discover I now have the power of flight and fly high to survey the area. The effects of the aliens is coming in waves. I can see the coast lines where all the ships are coming in to dock. The waves on the ocean are flowing only in one direction toward the coast. It seems to be against the natural laws of physics. I am able to assist things in between the waves discovering who is needing help and what the current conditions are. People are dispersed in all directions but we seem to not be affected by the effects of the waves.
I wonder when and if my power to fly will wear off but so far I am able to fly at will. I soar with great ease as if I have flown my entire life. It is curious to me I am not afraid of heights. I finally return to the bubble where I decide to take a shower after a long day’s work.
In last night’s dream I seem to be traveling to another planet. It is a planet which we are in the process of terraform. I wake up from being incubated for the flight. I still have a sleep drape which also acts as an invisibility cloak. It is how people are transported. I am one of the first to arrive as the terraforming has just begun. When I awake in the dream, I guess you can call it a false awakening because I am not truly awake in real life. What is surprising here is as I awaken I immediately recognize the process used to transport people. The invisibility protects you just in case you were to surface in a hostile environment. The threads of the invisibility drape conduct light and are multi-dimensional. It is how you pass between dimensions. The first thing upon arrival is the process of re-hydration. There is a clear needle that looks much like an orange peeler. It is a smart needle knowing exactly where to enter your body. I can see one of the other men on the mission who is also in the process of being re-hydrated. The re-hydration liquid is a silicon based material as it has an oily aspect to it. As I wait my turn for processing, I am very happy to spend time with the dream drape of invisibility viewing all the beautiful colors and peering into many many dimensions. It is so beautiful.
~~~~~~~ DREAM ENDS
This was a truly spectacular dream and so surreal. It felt so real to me as if it were just another part of my waking life. It seemed purposeful with intent. Makes me wonder if there is a place beyond the physical to which we return to and originate from.
Last night’s dream was very cool and futuristic. In the dream, I am on another planet where I have an Airbnb I am renting. The renters have invited additional guests. I knock on the door and enter the unit to count the number of guest. They are clearly well over the number specified on the reservation. While in the unit as I am counting heads, it becomes apparent the space is much larger than I remember it to be. For a moment I question myself why I have a limit on the number of occupants if the unit itself is so big. This is when I am keyed in to the fact I am on another planet and this is an alternate reality to my daily life. Curious enough, I am intimately familiar with everything here. I know the type of guests I service in this reality.
The guests quickly agree they have exceeded the limit as there are 50 or more individuals here. They start gathering their belongings and proceed to return to their ship. Their exit is unusual in that they are exiting through the walls. They simply become part of the wall as they leave. There is one iron door that looks like a submarine ship door. It has a 5 pointed star on it with a circle around it. The circle is blue on one side and pink on the other side. As each individual disappears into the wall the circle illuminates. Once all are gone, the entire wall disappears and I am now able to see through it. I can see a blue opal gemstone cut like a diamond with multiple facets suspended within a triangle. There are 3 of these triangles each with an opal inside floating off in the distance toward the mother ship. I am amazed. I sense what I am seeing is of the utmost importance.
Next I see their ship take off. It looks like AirForce 1 with the pale blue and white colors. As it turns the wings cut a line in the ground and I am able to see the back side of the ship as it departs. The back side reminds me of the Millennium Falcon from Star Wars.
As I was waking up I had the name of Tom Soufer. Not sure who he as I don’t know any Tom nor any Soufers, but I was talking to him. The name was so clear in my mind as if I was talking to him in real life.
In last night’s dream I am applying for a new job along with a few other people. I am the first one hired on by the company and offered my choice of places to work. I choose my home as my location. Two others are also hired and they too choose from the remaining locations available. The 2nd person chooses to work from the business apartment and the 3rd is given an office space at the main headquarters.
I seem to be the lead and I go visit the 2nd person at his new luxury business apartment. Looking around the space, I realize this is where I used to live a long time ago. It is much bigger than I remember it to be. I feel a deep sense of connection to this place as I look around at the many rooms and courtyard. Number 2 is trying to decide which room in the home to make his bedroom. He has an iron bed with tall iron bed posts which he has positioned in the middle of the room. With such fond memories of this space, I am saddened that he has not made it his own yet and hasn’t completely settled in. He seems to still be living out of boxes.
He then receives a delivery at the door. It is a brand new brown fire truck along with many other items of value. The shipping manifest indicates these items are left overs from the previous occupant and he can simply take possession of them. They are now his to use as he pleases. Looking through the items, there is a letter which accompanies a Trust with $250,000 dollars in it. I am a bit saddened that I didn’t choose this space for myself. I could have been the lucky one to inherit all this wealth.
Our first project we need to undertake is sent to us. There is only one copy of the instructions. Given there are not sufficient copies for me to hand out to each team members, I am going to have to convey the instructions as needed. I open the document and read through the instructions. There are sections missing and also sections incorrectly ordered. I seem to be intimately familiar with the instructions even before I read them. I know exactly what is missing and what is out of order. It appears only I am qualified to do this job.
My alarm sounds and I get up to pee then returned to bed for a few minutes of precious snooze time. I immediately return to the dream. I and my team are getting ready to sit down and have coffee. I seem to be a bit envious of the good fortune of #2. I believe with all that money he has been lucky enough to receive he should treat us to coffee. I’m not even sure #2 realizes the value of what he has inherited. As I approach the counter, we walk past the fire truck. The paint on the truck looks brand new. It is a milky chocolate color with polished chrome accents. It is obvious the truck has great value. We continue on to the pastry shop walking through the courtyard. I now worry whether they will have the danishes I enjoy eating. To my surprise, they have the exact cream cheese danishes I love. We order our food and sit down to eat and discuss the instructions.
The instructions seem to be a manuscript for a movie about life on another planet. I can see the trailer of the movie playing before our eyes. The title says, “Come Live on Our Planet.” I then see a three headed dragon pass before the screen.
As the vision fades, I see one last person approach. The colors are muted monotone shades of forest green. He smiles at me as if to confirm, “Communication Received.” I look at his face for a moment to study his expression. He has a friendly and gentle face. His hair is thick and a bit messy. He is young in his mid to upper 20’s. I sense a deep connection to this man.
Tonight I was pretty tired and considering the night was very cold I decided to stay home. While watching TV I fell into a dream. During the dream, I can still hear the TV because the program I’m watching is very interesting. It is a MUFON series called Hanger 1: The UFO Files. The dream feels like a continuation of last night’s dream. I feel like I am being tested and challenged. Things are happening and I am confused about my reality. The dream seems so real. I want them to know I am not asleep. I have control of my environment. I struggle to control what I am experiencing in the dream by engaging with it in ways my conscious mind is choosing. In one scene in the dream, I am in my apartment laying in bed like I am in real life. I can see my bed and my night stand. I get up to look out the window to see if I recognize where my dream apartment is located. Looking out the window, I immediately recognize I am at Belmont High School in Los Angeles but this Belmont is on another planet. I recognize it even thought it is not exactly the Belmont I once attended in the City of Angels. There is a very strong knowing I am at Belmont. The window I am looking out of looks like it is made of a natural stone or masonry. For a moment, I feel this is so real. I am still paying attention to the television in the background which is also playing in the dream. I am really here. I open the front door to go outside to physically read the name on the building. The minute I step outside the apartment the name on the building is instantly obscured from my vision making it impossible for me to read the name. I think to myself, it figures I am in a dream.
I go back inside and lay on the bed to continue watching the TV program. I am aware of women who live with me. I can not see their faces but I know they are in the house. I see a duffel bag float by my real life bed. I can somehow still perceive my waking life within the dream. Again I want the dream to know I am awake so I reach out and grab the duffle back by the straps. I am struggling to get up out of bed to see what is in the duffle bag. I can still hear TV in my waking life but can not seem to raise myself up out of the dream.
Alas! I awake.
~~~~ DREAM ENDS
I quickly journaled this before going to bed and stopped the television series to pick it up tomorrow.
The next day I sat down to continue watching the MUFON series Hangar 1. I had just finished episode 5 and started episode 6. Half way through the episode they introduced a case the occurred in Belmont, New Hampshire. What are the odds of my dreaming about Belmont and the next episode having been about Belmont? Had I continued last night it would have been a far greater coincidence. I can flag this one as a precognitive dream.
Last night I had a dream where I am hovering over a large body of water much like a like. There are people swimming in the water splashing and having fun. The waves created are very frothy. The water is an iridescent aqua blue. I don’t know how to swim in real life very well so I think to myself this is a great opportunity to learn in a safe place. I jump in the water and start to float on my back. I seem to be mentally connected to everyone in the pool much like one mind. Some people have brought colorful rafts out on the water to lounge on. I attempt to tread water but feel myself sinking. Someone tells me to lay my head back and relax. I am able to float.
I make my way to the other end of the lake where there is a restaurant. I walk toward it as I walk closer my consciousness seems to be pulled as I am no longer walking but instead being drawn in to the establishment. I am drawn all the way to the back table where two men sit at different tables back to back. I recall thinking to myself, “Why am I being brought here?” It seems highly out of place to be in this location. I will myself closer to where the men sit. The minute I draw closer the faces of the men blur as if the dream is imposing a veil of secrecy on it.
I am then drawn to a men room where there are showers available for the men to wash off after bathing in the lake. I look for a shower but they all seem occupied. One man very large hairy man is walking down the hall. Another man behind him is giving him some kind of neck massage to stretch his back. He asks if I would like to be stretched implying much like when I was trying to float in the water to lay my head back. As if this recommendation will help me swim.
Not wanting the assistance, I walk away entering another room that looks like a dance floor with colored lights. I reminds me of the Enterprise where the beam people to other places. I wonder if I’m on a space ship. Wanting to know who these people are and where in the universe they come from I enter the space and fly along the walls. The dance floor holds shadows of people who have been teleported to distant places. There is a bar where food and drinks are served while you wait to be teleported. I approach the bar knowing I’m not from this place and they might recognize me as an outsider. The bartender is very friendly and offers me something to eat. At first I’m reluctant because I don’t know what they eat here. Looking down at the plate it looks like egg, cheese and crackers. Since it is something I recognize I eat a little bit. He tells me I can save the rest for later. This man is so nice and welcoming I take a good look at him. He looks very human but yet someone translucent his body has density but not as much as we do in real life. His hair is brown and cut very short. We both pause and look at each other. He says; “Feed yourself before you go.”
Last night I had an incredible dream. I am at a place where many roads cross. It feels like the underground tunnels in the New York subway system. Some of the roads are cobble stones. I am here for a purpose. There is an alien in one of the buildings. I want to get close enough to see an alien first hand. I spot him on a freight elevator. I get close taking a good look at him. He hides his face from me. I feel he is doing so generically hiding his face because it is just what he normally does. I don’t feel he is hiding it from me specifically. I catch him at a moment where I am able to get a good look. Once he has passed without noticing me I go to where the alien came from to learn more about him. The room is filled with artifacts two of which are old turn tables to play records. I attempt to play one of them placing the stylus on the musical grooves on the record. The music plays and I wonder why an alien would have an interest in music.
I look at some of the other artifacts and one catches my eye. It is a pin ball machine that works with your breath. As you breath the pieces inside move. The pieces are pink and blue. I practice moving the pieces with my breath.
Someone calls my attention to a computer. I am instructed to log in with the aliens password but I don’t know the password. I then hear a voice in my head the voice of the alien sending me the password. I’m worried about leaving my fingerprints on the keyboard to I type the password with my nails. My nails are not making full contact with the keys so I decide it is more important to log in to the computer than to be concerned about my fingerprints. The password is an easy one “Just Do It”.
The password unlocks a new world and experience. I now find myself flying over the area where the aliens live. They can see me. The leader acknowledges me. I want to affect them in a positive way so I send them love and healing energy though my hands. I am starting to lose altitude and I’m coming up on the surface of the water where the lead alien awaits my arrival. I worry I won’t be able to swim.
My positive energy is starting to reflect off the surface of the water causing vapors to rise like clouds and bubbles. The bubbles float toward me. They are the most beautiful colorful bubbles I’ve ever seen. I am in awe with the site. Yet I’m still not upon the surface of the water which is now filled with the colorful bubbles.
An idea comes into my mind that maybe I can swim like a fish under water. I decide to trust. I allow myself to go below the surface. I take one gasp …. I am able to breath.